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Chapter 25: Reclusive Martial Monk Eliminates Villain in Seconds

As soon as Officer Chen’s call connected, he hurriedly launched into questioning. His first inquiry was whether Xiang Kun really saw the wanted suspect. Xiang Kun couldn’t disclose that he made his judgement based on scent, so he simply stated that he was fairly certain.

Most importantly, the man had run off after locking eyes with him.

Upon hearing that Xiang Kun was pursuing the suspect, Officer Chen panicked and implored him to wait for backup, reiterating that the suspect was extremely dangerous and likely armed with a deadly weapon.

“Don’t worry, I’m not playing hero. I’m just keeping tabs on him for now until you guys get here. You know where I am, right? I’ve shared my location with you on WeChat…”

Xiang Kun strolled along the crowded street, tailing the thug’s scent while on the phone with Officer Chen.

Actually, as the man was fleeing in panic, he exuded more of his scent due to exertion, making it easier for Xiang Kun to track him down.

To Xiang Kun, this urban pursuit wasn’t a simple footrace. It didn’t matter if the man ran 100 meters away, as he could take a shortcut and intercept him.

Xiang Kun stopped in his tracks and stared at a narrow alleyway between two buildings. It was obviously narrow due to illegal construction, and muddy water puddled on the ground. Most people wouldn’t dare to walk through it unless absolutely necessary.

But Xiang Kun knew that the thug was hiding in this alley.

Temporarily moving his phone away from his ear, Xiang Kun listened for a while. He clearly heard heavy panting from within the alley. The man was undoubtedly exhausted from his run, but Xiang Kun’s keen senses caught it.

Regardless if the man held his breath, he couldn’t hide his scent.

Xiang Kun glanced around before reporting his location and nearby landmarks to Officer Chen over the phone. Together with his shared location on WeChat, he was sure law enforcement would find the suspect in no time.

Frankly, Xiang Kun was puzzled why the thug was hiding in the alley. Was he waiting for him to clear off thinking he’d escaped, only to resurface and run away?

No matter what he thought, Xiang Kun would keep watch until the police arrived. With the suspect’s scent and heavy panting as indicators, he certainly wouldn’t slip away unnoticed.

He could capture the man himself, but he didn’t want to expose his unique abilities and draw unnecessary attention.

However, before Xiang Kun could react, an impatient voice called out from behind him. “Hey, Baldy! Who were you yelling at?”

…

About an hour ago…

Tang Baona and Yang Zhen Er were eating in a salad restaurant.

“What about Teacher Saitama? Weren’t you supposed to go hiking with him this weekend? Did you confirm the timings and location yet? We’re setting off the day after tomorrow, right?” Yang Zhen Er asked Tang Baona, who was sitting opposite her.

Despite her friend’s string of questions, Tang Baona remained silent and continued eating.

Yang Zhen Er understood her friend’s silence. She arched an eyebrow and said, “Don’t tell me you haven’t contacted him since that day.”

Tang Baona rolled her eyes at her. “What’s there to talk about? There’s nothing important.”

“He really doesn’t know how to appreciate what he has! No wonder he’s still single!” Yang Zhen Er indignantly said.

Tang Baona sighed. She regretted sending those WeChat messages to him that day she bumped into him downstairs at the gym. But what’s done is done, so what could she do?

Regardless, she couldn’t admit that in public. “We’re just ordinary friends. Do you chat regularly with all your friends? I’ll check in with him later about the timings to see if I should pick him up. Zhen’er, don’t be rude to him. He hasn’t done anything wrong.”

“Ordinary friends from a meetup arranged by parents? Fine, I won’t say anything more.” Yang Zhen Er ended the conversation as she began scrolling through her Weibo.

After some time, she handed her phone to Tang Baona. “Nana, didn’t this bald guy in the video look like Teacher Saitama? How he kicks, and his flip-flops are sent flying too…”

Tang Baona just finished her food and glanced at the video on her friend’s phone. Its title was quite riveting:

“Real-life Chinese Kung Fu! – A hidden city martial monk singlehandedly stops a knife-wielding robber!”

The video showed the events of a bald man in a singlet and shorts wearing flip-flops delivering a flying kick to a knife-wielding robber and ‘killing’ him with just one punch. The video was short and shot from afar, but it was still quite thrilling. The vivid scenes weren’t inferior to action movies at all.

The video that Yang Zhen Er was watching was one of Xiang Kun preventing an attack on a couple downstairs. It was shot by a resident in the adjacent building. The original video was more graphic and violent because it showed the couple being stabbed, but this one only started from the moment Xiang Kun began his flying kick. With a title like this, it was easy to mistake the man in shorts for a skilled martial monk.

“This does resemble Qi…I mean, Mr. Xiang.” Tang Baona said after watching the video a few times.

Yang Zhen Er was stunned. She took her phone back and watched the video again. “No way…” she initially claimed the bald guy resembled Xiang Kun only because they were both bald. She didn’t think more of it.

In the meantime, Tang Baona was studying something on her own phone. She said, “Do you remember the singlet and shorts he wore when we bumped into him downstairs at the gym that day? They’re the same as in the video.”

Then, she turned her phone around so Yang Zhen Er could see. “This happened on the same day we met him at our gym, and it was in our city. Look, it’s on the news.”

After watching the entire news report and the full video, Yang Zhen Er gasped in admiration. “Nana, could it be that Teacher Saitama is actually a martial monk?”

“Monk my foot…”

“Heehe, I must ‘interrogate’ him during this weekend’s hiking trip.”

After leaving the restaurant, they headed to the gym for their yoga class. As it was still early, they decided to walk around the streets, sipping on fruit juice as they went.

However, Tang Baona suddenly pointed at a man walking ahead of them. He was wearing a singlet and shorts, carrying a sports bag, and was looking at his phone. “Mr. Xiang?” She said.

“Wow, that’s coincidental,” Yang Zhen Er exclaimed excitedly. They walked over and called out to him.

Only when they reached him did Xiang Kun turn around, seeming startled. He had an expression that irked Yang Zhen Er, and she asked in an annoyed tone, “Mr. Xiang, who were you texting? How did you not hear us calling you just now?” She glanced at the screen of Xiang Kun’s phone.

This time, when Xiang Kun suddenly cursed and gave her quite a fright, he left a note of “Will contact later,” turning around and walking off before she could react.