You Want to Run After Scaring Me? [Three Updates]

"Holy shit!!!"

Faced with this sudden scene, Kashius couldn't help blurting out a curse.

However, as an old hand behind the wheel, how could he possibly let his beloved sports car get totaled here? In the space of a split second, he already had a way to respond.

Kashius saw the big cat and not only didn't slow down, he slammed the accelerator all the way down, then spun the steering wheel at top speed.

Immediately afterward, the sports car that had been about to crash into the saber-toothed tiger in a few seconds abruptly pulled off an extremely difficult crescent drift with the big cat as its pivot point, narrowly avoiding the tragedy of slamming into a certain big cat.

However, though he avoided the crash, Kashius had been accelerating with the pedal down, which sent his sports car rushing off the road and into the grassland.

Fortunately, the grassland near the road was flat, so it didn't cause much damage to Kashius's beloved sports car.

And at that moment, the big cat that had avoided being hit by the car was already scared stupid on the spot, just short of crouching on the ground and trembling.

By then, Kashius's fury was climbing higher and higher. In his heart, he wanted nothing more than to skin and gut a certain big cat and roast it on the spot!

Damn big cat, how dare you jump out and scare your grandpa Kashius! Don't you know your grandpa Kashius's sports car is expensive? If you wrecked it, could you afford to pay?

Just as Kashius turned the car around to head back, a certain big cat had already recovered from its daze and took off running.

The more Kashius watched this, the angrier he got. Damn it, you scared your grandpa Kashius and think you can just run? Not a chance! Perfect timing—I'm hungry. Tonight, you'll pay with your life.

Then Kashius braked and stopped the car, jumped out, and pressed the button in his pocket.

With a "bang~!" the sports car turned into a capsule and fell to the ground.

After picking up the capsule, he casually glanced in the direction the big cat had fled, then flashed forward and chased after it.

Relying on his matchless speed, Kashius caught up to a certain fleeing big cat in the blink of an eye. Then, after one heavy punch, a certain big cat let out a wail and fell completely silent.

No wonder. How could Kashius, burning with raging fury, possibly go easy?

After checking over a certain big cat's "corpse," a certain black-haired guy patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief.

It's so firm. The meat must be crisp and tender. Looks like I'm in for a treat tonight.

Just as Kashius was planning to find a place to skin and gut a certain big cat, an inopportune voice rang out.

"Stop! Who are you? What are you doing here? And get away from my prey!!!"

Kashius froze when he heard it.

Oh my god, what is this? Someone's trying to snatch my food even when I'm having a meal? Is there no justice left?

Kashius looked in the direction of the voice and saw a green young man with a head of messy long hair, wearing animal-hide clothes, a tiger-skin skirt around his waist, and hide boots. He was glaring fiercely while aiming a bow and arrow at Kashius, looking as if he would shoot Kashius dead with one arrow the instant they disagreed.

At this moment, A-Feng was also sizing up Kashius, who was standing beside his "prey."

Hair with long bangs, a designer-brand jacket on his upper body, designer-brand jeans on his lower body, and a pair of unknown sneakers on his feet. With one look, A-Feng knew this guy was from the city.

However, none of that mattered. What made A-Feng angriest of all was that this bastard was actually even more handsome than him! He looked every bit the pretty boy. That made A-Feng, who usually called himself the most handsome man on the grassland, unhappy, and he had a strong urge to kill Kashius right then and there.

"Uh... Listen, little bro, I'd advise you to put down the bow and arrow in your hands. If someone gets hurt by accident, that won't be good for anyone!"

Looking at that gleaming arrowhead, Kashius felt a wave of irritation. After all, who would be willing to let someone point a bow and arrow at them? Though it posed no real threat to Kashius.

"And what if I say no? What are you going to do?!"

Hearing the implication in Kashius's words, A-Feng clearly wasn't someone with a good temper either. He drew the bow toward Kashius until it was bent like a full moon.

"Then come and see what I can do!!!"

Kashius narrowed his eyes slightly. He was getting a little angry.

You jumped out of nowhere to steal my dinner, and now you're pointing a bow and arrow at me. Kid, do you know you're courting death? If I don't teach you a lesson, are you going to think your grandpa Kashius is some soft persimmon you can squeeze?

The whole scene was tense and ready to explode, with a conflict likely to break out at any moment!

"Then I'll try!"

At that moment, A-Feng loosened his fingers, and the sharp arrow, carrying a faint sound of slicing wind, shot toward Kashius's head. It seemed this little brat planned to blow Kashius's head off with one arrow and finish him instantly.

But who was Kashius? A Saiyan with a battle power of over 2,000. Against A-Feng, whose battle power was only 10 at most, defeating him was just a matter of seconds.

Kashius simply reached out and caught the arrow flying at extreme speed, then flashed and arrived in front of A-Feng. With his other free hand, he grabbed A-Feng's head and slowly lifted him off the ground.

This action from Kashius took less than a single second.

"You!!!"

A-Feng, who had still been fantasizing about how Kashius would get his head blown off by his arrow, never imagined that he would be subdued and lifted up by the other party in the blink of an eye.

A-Feng had originally planned to struggle, but after feeling the strength transmitted from Kashius's hand and the gradually intensifying pain, his body began to feel waves of weakness. Like a dead dog, he was held in midair by Kashius just like that.

"Tch. If you're this weak, don't act so arrogant!"

Kashius looked at A-Feng, who had already lost the ability to resist, and spoke calmly.

Forget it, forget it. I'm not planning to kill this guy anyway. I'll just scare him a little, teach him a lesson, then let him go.

Tch, wasting my mealtime.

Just as Kashius was planning in his heart to let A-Feng go, a deep, powerful voice rang out.

"Please show mercy, little brother. Spare my son's life."

Kashius suddenly saw a burly man dressed almost the same as the guy in his grip leap out from the grass. The only difference was that this man was much more heavily built, of course—that much was obvious from the muscles exposed to the air.

"We're hunters from nearby. We mean you no harm, little brother. If we've offended you in any way, please be generous and forgive us." The burly man stopped about five meters from Kashius and explained.

"Hunters? Do you know your son nearly killed me?" Kashius narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the man.

Hunters? So what if they were hunters? Were hunters some big deal? Did being a hunter mean you could point a bow and arrow at people whenever you wanted?

"This is a misunderstanding. Today is my son's sixteenth birthday. According to the tribe's rules, a child who comes of age at sixteen must personally capture prey to prove he has become an adult."

"We had already killed two saber-toothed tigers and left one for my son to kill himself. But that saber-toothed tiger was rather cunning. The moment it saw danger, it ran decisively, and in his panic, my son chased after it. That was how he ended up offending you, little brother." Sensing the change in Kashius, the burly man's expression shifted sharply, and he hurried to explain.

He had seen with his own eyes how his son had been defeated and subdued in an instant. The burly man knew that if it came to blows, he would absolutely be instantly killed as well.

So the safest method was only one thing: admit defeat!

Kashius thought it over carefully, and it seemed that really was what had happened.

First, that big cat had run around blindly. Then after he took it down, some little brat had come running out, and then Kashius had subdued him too.

"Ahem!"

Kashius coughed lightly a few times to cover up his embarrassment, then continued.

"In that case, I won't hold it against him. However, this big cat is my prey. Find him another target yourselves."

As he spoke, he tossed the unlucky fellow toward his dad. The burly man was so frightened that he hurriedly threw away the spear in his hand and caught him.

Just as Kashius was about to shoulder the big cat and leave, the burly man's voice came again.

"If you don't mind, little brother, why not come sit at our tribe? That way, we can properly make amends to you."

When Kashius heard that, he thought it over and agreed.

Nonsense, not agree? Was he supposed to wait around and cook for himself? As a terminal-stage laziness patient, everything Kashius did had to be in line with his identity.