Reclusive Martial Monk Instantly Kills Ruffians

Officer Chen called, and the moment the line connected, he began a barrage of questions. First, he wanted to confirm if the suspect Xiang Kun had spotted was indeed the wanted individual. Xiang Kun couldn't explain that his judgment was based on scent, so he couldn't give a definitive answer, merely stating that he was fairly certain.

Most importantly, after that person locked eyes with him, they had actually bolted.

Hearing that Xiang Kun was currently pursuing the suspect, Officer Chen grew anxious, urging him not to act rashly and promising that his team would arrive shortly. He warned him not to attempt an arrest himself, as the suspect was desperate and dangerous, likely carrying a controlled weapon.

"Don't worry, I won't play the hero. I'll just keep an eye on his location until you arrive. You know where I am, right? I shared my location with you on WeChat..."

While talking to Officer Chen, Xiang Kun walked calmly through the street, tracking the scent of the blond-haired man.

In fact, as the blond man ran wildly and exerted himself, the scent he emitted became even stronger, making it easier for Xiang Kun to track him.

Therefore, Xiang Kun was not in a rush. In urban pursuits, victory often doesn't go to the one who runs the straightest line; just because the target ran a hundred meters doesn't mean you have to follow the exact same path. While the target might be zig-zagging, thinking they've shaken you off, you might have already locked onto their position and cut through a twenty-meter shortcut to reach them.

Xiang Kun stopped and looked at the narrow alleyway in front of him. It was a passage left between two buildings, but due to renovations or illegal construction, they were clearly too close together, making the entire passage look quite cramped and gloomy. There was even standing water on the ground; most people, unless absolutely forced, would never think of entering.

But Xiang Kun knew that the blond man was hiding in this narrow passage right now.

Taking the phone away from his ear for a moment, Xiang Kun listened intently and clearly heard the heavy, ragged breathing coming from the alley. It was obvious that the frantic run had exhausted him. Generally speaking, at such a distance, with the bustling crowd on the street outside, one wouldn't need to worry about heavy breathing being heard, but unfortunately for him, he had encountered Xiang Kun.

Of course, even if he could hold his breath, the scent on his body could not be hidden.

Xiang Kun looked left and right, then reported the street name and the names of the shops on either side of the alley to Officer Chen on the phone. With the shared location on WeChat, he was confident the police would find him soon.

Honestly, Xiang Kun didn't understand what the blond man was trying to do by hiding in this alley. Was he waiting for Xiang Kun to lose track of him and assume he had run away, only to emerge and walk off?

Regardless of what he was thinking, Xiang Kun just stood guard, waiting for the police to arrive. With both scent and sound locking onto the target, he wasn't worried about the man slipping away through another route.

Although he could have subdued the blond man with great certainty himself, he didn't want to do that. Showing off his peculiarities too much would easily attract unnecessary attention.

But Xiang Kun hadn't been standing there for more than a few seconds when a voice filled with irritation rang out from behind him: "Hey! Baldy! Who were you cursing just now?"

Over an hour ago.

Tang Baona and Yang Zhen'er were eating at a salad shop.

"What about that 'Saitama-sensei'? Didn't you arrange to go hiking with him this weekend? Have you contacted him to confirm the time and place? Aren't we leaving the day after tomorrow?" Yang Zhen'er asked suddenly, looking at her friend sitting across from her.

After this barrage of questions, Tang Baona didn't say a word, focusing intently on her food.

Having been best friends for years, Yang Zhen'er naturally knew what this behavior meant. She raised an eyebrow: "No way, don't tell me you haven't had any contact since that day?"

Tang Baona rolled her eyes at her: "What is there to contact him about? There's nothing to chat about."

"That bald guy is really... unappreciative! He deserves to be single!" Yang Zhen'er said indignantly.

Tang Baona sighed. She actually regretted sending those WeChat messages after meeting Xiang Kun at the gym, but since they were already sent, what could she do?

However, on the surface, she certainly couldn't admit it: "We're just ordinary friends. Do you chat with every friend you have all the time? I'll confirm the time with him tonight and see if I need to pick him up. Hey, Zhen'er, don't give him any attitude when the time comes; he didn't do anything wrong."

"You can make an 'ordinary friend' out of a blind date? Fine, fine, I won't say anything else." Yang Zhen'er said, picking up her phone to scroll through Weibo.

After a while, Yang Zhen'er handed the phone to her friend: "Nana, look at this bald guy. Does he look like your 'Saitama-sensei'? That flying kick, his slipper even flew off..."

Tang Baona, having just finished eating, took the phone and looked at the video. The title was quite sensational, in the style of urban legends:

"Real Chinese Kung Fu in Action--Urban Monk Beats Up Violent Criminal in Two Moves!"

As for the content of the video, it showed a bald man in a tank top, shorts, and flip-flops flying into a knife-wielding criminal, then pouncing on him and "beating" him to death with a punch. The video was very short, only a few seconds long, but it was quite gripping. Although the shooting distance was a bit far, the effect was no worse than a typical action blockbuster.

The video Yang Zhen'er saw was, naturally, the one filmed by a resident in the building next door when Xiang Kun stopped the couple from being attacked earlier. However, the original video was longer and included the footage of the couple being stabbed, which looked much bloodier. This version had cut those parts out, starting only from when Xiang Kun rushed out to deliver the flying kick. With that title, it was easy for people to mistake the bald man in shorts for a monk who knew martial arts.

"This really seems to be Sait... really Mr. Xiang." Tang Baona said after watching it a few times.

Yang Zhen'er was stunned for a moment, took back the phone, and watched the video again: "No way..." She had only said he looked like Xiang Kun because they were both bald; she hadn't actually considered that possibility.

Tang Baona, meanwhile, was checking something on her own phone and said: "Remember the tank top and shorts he was wearing when we met him at the gym? They're the same as in the video."

Then, Tang Baona turned her phone to show Yang Zhen'er: "This happened on the exact same day we met him at the gym last week, and it was in our city. Look, this is the news report from that time."

Yang Zhen'er stared blankly as she finished reading the news and watching the full video, then looked up in amazement: "Nana, could that 'Saitama-sensei' really be a monk?"

"Monk your head..."

"Hehe, we must invite him to the weekend hike. I want to 'interview' him properly."

The two played around as they left the restaurant, preparing to head to the gym for a yoga class. However, since it was still early, they decided to stroll around the street first, each holding a juice, drinking as they walked.

Just as they were chatting, Tang Baona suddenly froze, pointing at a bald man in a tank top and shorts, carrying a sports bag, who was looking down at his phone ahead of them: "Mr. Xiang?"

"Whoa, what a coincidence?" Yang Zhen'er saw him too and was quite happy. She and Tang Baona walked toward Xiang Kun while calling out: "Mr. Xiang."

But it wasn't until they were right in front of him that Xiang Kun turned his head, looking as if he had been startled.

This reaction left Yang Zhen'er quite dissatisfied. With a slightly reproachful tone, she said: "Mr. Xiang, who are you messaging? How come you didn't hear us calling you for so long?" As she spoke, her eyes darted toward Xiang Kun's phone screen.

But at that moment, Xiang Kun suddenly cursed, "Damn it!" which startled her, and then he left behind a "We'll talk later" before turning and walking away.