The Kamikaze Truck

"What did they do to make you hate them so much?"

Tang Luo asked. It was obvious that Sun Ang was eager to talk—or, more accurately, to show off.

Because even though the restrictions on God and Demon Walkers had loosened, that didn't mean he could tell other people his identity.

The identities of God and Demon Walkers were still confidential.

For Sun Ang, the sudden appearance of a fellow God and Demon Walker had been a shock.

But now, he was basically delighted.

If you got rich and didn't return home to show off, it was like wearing fine clothes on a night journey...

Showing off a little in front of a rookie would put him in a good mood. Why not?

Of course, Sun Ang didn't rush to speak.

He turned to glance at the bedside, raised his hand, and beckoned.

The ID card Tang Luo had left by the bed flew into his hand.

Seeing the surprise and wariness that flashed across the other man's face, along with his forced calm, made Sun Ang even more satisfied.

"Tang Luo, all right, I know who you are now." With a chuckle, Sun Ang tossed the ID card aside.

The address on Tang Luo's ID card was indeed where he lived now.

"You still haven't told me why you killed them. What did they do to make you hate them so much?" Tang Luo walked over to the bed and sat down.

"You want to hear?" Sun Ang asked.

"Yeah. I'm the listening type," Tang Luo replied.

What were you supposed to do when immortal cultivation got boring?

Gossip about gods and Buddhas was there to help.

Listening to gossip and chatting about it were both great ways to kill time.

Even cultivation called for a little work-life balance.

In the breaks between his cultivation, Tang Luo had gotten plenty of firsthand information from Clairaudience and Clairvoyance.

Later, he'd even written a story in the voice of Erlang Shen, Yang Jian, titled My Little Sister Can't Be This Cute.

It had been wildly popular. Immortals and Buddhas from all walks of life had passed it around, greatly enriching those guys' impoverished cultural lives.

And it had received the enthusiastic approval and praise of Yang Jian, the protagonist on whom it was based.

Yang Jian had chased Tang Luo for a hundred and eight thousand li.

Tang Xuanzang, the Victorious Fighting Buddha—the Greatest Writer of the Three Realms, whose mere silhouette could draw countless fans—was none other than Tang Luo himself.

Sun Ang watched Tang Luo and smiled. "Did you think that because I was willing to spare your friend out of respect for a fellow God and Demon Walker, I was an easygoing guy?"

If he just told him because he asked, wouldn't that be a little too undignified?

"Yeah."

Tang Luo pondered for a moment. "Then let me add a 'please.' Please tell me."

"—Hahaha!"

Sun Ang burst out laughing. "Kid, you're interesting. You might amount to something someday."

"All right, you're pretty much my kind of guy, so I'll pass on a little wisdom from an old hand." Sun Ang continued.

He had actually come here at first to warn Tang Luo not to meddle.

As he'd said, he really didn't hate Zhang Yuchou.

There was no conflict between them.

Since another God and Demon Walker had gotten involved by chance, Sun Ang didn't mind letting him go.

Secretly killing someone was one thing. Two God and Demon Walkers clashing and making a huge scene was another matter entirely.

Of course, if Tang Luo didn't know what was good for him, Sun Ang wouldn't mind killing him too.

If he got lucky, perhaps he could even obtain some equipment.

There had been rookies who'd struck it absurdly lucky and received equipment as a reward.

Sun Ang suspected that the thing Tang Luo wore around his neck might be equipment.

Sun Ang was very confident in his own abilities and skills.

At least when it came to assassination, he was strong.

He could keep chatting for now and decide what to do in the end based on how things went.

Aside from being a God and Demon Walker, Sun Ang was an ordinary person.

His family wasn't poor, but they weren't well-off either.

The one thing that set him apart from most people was that, in college, he'd found himself a pretty girlfriend.

They hadn't broken up after graduation.

They'd both stayed in Xihang City to make a living.

They'd even found jobs at the same company.

But since the company forbade office romances, Sun Ang and his girlfriend had both chosen to keep their relationship secret.

After they left school,

pressure at work and worries about daily life had put their relationship in crisis.

Of course, that was the official version.

In Sun Ang's own words:

"That bitch had a little argument with me and wanted to move out! Fine, move out! I couldn't talk her out of it, so I even covered a month's rent for her."

"But what did that bitch do? In just a few days, she was already flirting with that piece of shit Qi Zixuan!"

"Just because Qi Zixuan's an assistant manager and his dad owns the company? Just because he's got a little money?!"

"If it weren't for the restrictions, I'd be richer than them right now!"

Sun Ang had gotten worked up as he spoke.

Actually, looking just at their skills,

even without any restrictions, it wasn't easy for God and Demon Walkers to make a fortune legally and legitimately by using their skills.

Whether they could do it depended on the person and how suitable their skills were.

Put simply, it was a story about a guy getting cheated on.

While Sun Ang and his girlfriend were giving each other the cold shoulder, Qi Zixuan stole her away.

By the time Qi Zixuan made his "paranormal confession" that was doomed to fail no matter how you looked at it, he and Sun Ang's girlfriend had already gotten together.

It was less a confession than a declaration of ownership and a provocation.

Like occupying a place in a war and raising your side's flag over it.

Unfortunately, they'd picked the wrong person to provoke.

That act had unleashed the demon within Sun Ang.

And everything that followed had happened.

Besides the cheating couple Sun Ang had mentioned, the two other coworkers who died had also clashed with him.

One loved to gossip and had badmouthed Sun Ang behind his back.

The other had set Sun Ang up, blaming him for his own work mistake. He'd even preempted Sun Ang by reporting him to their superior.

Yet he was good at sucking up, so their boss had believed him and chewed Sun Ang out.

After discovering that killing people hadn't made him disappear, Sun Ang had decided to go all the way and vented every last bit of anger he'd been holding in.

As for Zhang Yuchou, he'd just been an extra.

Whether to kill him or not had been entirely up to Sun Ang.

After going on a killing spree in the real world, Sun Ang's state of mind had changed completely.

Just like many God and Demon Walkers who looked down on everyone and treated the people in mission worlds like NPCs, Sun Ang had started treating the people in the real world like NPCs too.

He'd gone from a simp to the complete opposite extreme.

"Have you seen a movie?" Sun Ang asked Tang Luo with a smile. "It's about a company of assassins. In the end, the male lead wipes out the whole company."

In his mind, he was that assassin.

He'd mowed down all those damn bastards.

It felt great.

"No." He hadn't watched a movie in years.

If he dug deep enough into his memories, he might have been able to find one.

But Tang Luo wasn't about to go searching for whether he'd watched any movies "two months" ago just for this guy.

"Tch."

Sun Ang stood up and looked at Tang Luo. "I've said all I need to say. You should have some damn sense about what to do now, right?"

Tang Luo nodded.

After staring at him for a while, Sun Ang opened the door and left.

For now, a warning was enough.

If this rookie tried anything else, Sun Ang wouldn't mind teaching him a lesson.

He'd watch him for a while first.

Sun Ang, like Zhang Yuchou, was also being "protected in secret."

Even if he wanted to make a move, he couldn't do it in a hotel room.

Watching the kamikaze truck Sun Ang leave, Tang Luo picked up his ID card and took a look at it.

He went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The Merit Jade Lotus hanging around his neck gave off a faint glimmer.

An invisible ripple swept across the surrounding area.

The Merit Jade Lotus vanished from beneath his clothes and appeared above Tang Luo's head.

By then, wisps of light like tassels were already hanging from it.

They put Tang Luo into an "invisible" state.

Though Tang Luo was certain that Sun Ang hadn't tampered with anything on him, he wasn't sure whether he'd left something behind somewhere else.

So Tang Luo took the relatively safer route and entered the "invisible" state.

He opened the door halfway, slipped outside, and closed it.

Walking quickly over the soft carpet, Tang Luo soon left the hotel and caught up with Sun Ang, who had just departed.

Sun Ang had no plans to take a car.

He walked along the street at an unhurried pace, his steps light and his movements carefree.

He reminded Tang Luo of Spider-Man after turning evil in the old Spider-Man trilogy.

The guy practically danced as he walked.

Sun Ang was nearly in that sort of state, though he held back a little.

After walking for about half an hour, he suddenly changed direction and headed into a park by the road.

He went deeper into the park.

He stopped in an area that hadn't been developed yet, where even people out for an evening stroll or jog wouldn't go.

Sun Ang stopped and called out in a loud voice, "Come on out. You've been following me for ages."

Tang Luo raised an eyebrow and looked around.

Was someone else following Sun Ang besides him?

Could it be the police?

That was some impressive tailing. Even he hadn't noticed.

As for himself being discovered—

The odds of that were less than one in ten thousand.

The Merit Jade Lotus's "invisibility" couldn't possibly have been detected by Sun Ang.

The Merit Jade Lotus was a big reason the Greatest Writer of the Three Realms had so many fans but had never been successfully cornered, and could go out without a care in the world.

Sun Ang stopped and called out loudly.

The surroundings were completely silent.

Tang Luo turned his head, hoping to see the other pursuer appear.

Then came two awkward, silent minutes.

"Heh... nobody."

Sun Ang chuckled.

It had been a test to see whether that rookie had followed him.

The result was clear. He hadn't—

The rookie's figure appeared in front of Sun Ang.

The instant he saw Tang Luo, intense pain shot through all four of Sun Ang's limbs.

Before Sun Ang could scream, Tang Luo swung his right palm upward and struck him under the chin.

Sun Ang's scream turned into a muffled groan. His body flew up and slammed heavily into the ground.

The whole world spun and shook wildly.

Pain, nausea, dizziness.

Large patches of black flickered before his eyes.

"No, there was someone."

Tang Luo looked at Sun Ang. "Surprised? Didn't see that coming?"

"You?"

Sun Ang's vision was obstructed, and he couldn't make out his attacker's face.

But he recognized the voice. It was the rookie from before!

He'd actually been done in by a nobody?

Sun Ang was consumed by regret, and at the same time, his anger began to rise.

He'd let him go, and the bastard didn't even know how to be grateful. He'd actually dared to bite the hand that fed him?

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