Chapter 40: Self-Destruct Truck

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

Tang Luo asked; it was clear that Sun Ang really wanted to confide, or rather, to show off.

Even if the restrictions on God-Demon Walkers have loosened, it doesn't mean he can tell others his identity.

The identity of a God-Demon Walker remains confidential to the outside.

Tang Luo, this colleague, suddenly appeared; to Sun Ang, it was a surprise.

But now, he's basically happy.

Wealth and honor not returning home is like wearing fine clothes and walking at night...

Showing off a bit in front of a newcomer can make one's thoughts flow freely; why not?

Of course, Sun Ang wasn't in a hurry to speak.

He turned his head, glanced at the bedside, raised his hand, and made a beckoning gesture.

The ID card that Tang Luo had placed on the bedside flew into his hand.

Seeing the surprise flash across the person's face, the vigilance and the forced calm expression, Sun Ang felt even more satisfied inside.

"Tang Luo, that's enough, I now know your identity." He chuckled lightly, and Sun Ang tossed the ID card aside.

The address on Tang Luo's ID card is indeed where he currently lives.

"You still haven't said why you wanted to kill them, or what they did to make you hate them so much." Tang Luo walked over, sat on the bed, and asked.

"Do you want to hear it?" Sun Ang said.

"Hmm, I belong to the listening faction." Tang Luo said.

What to do when cultivation gets boring?

Gods and Buddhas' gossip can help.

Listening to gossip, chatting about gossip, are good ways to pass the time.

Even when cultivating, one should balance work and rest.

In the gaps of his cultivation, Tang Luo used to gather a lot of firsthand information from the Wind-Following Ear and the Thousand-Mile Eye.

Later, he even wrote an article titled "My Little Sister Can't Possibly Be That Cute" in the tone of Erlang Shen Yang Jian.

It was widely welcomed, with various immortals and buddhas vying to circulate it, greatly enriching the impoverished spiritual and cultural lives of that bunch.

Furthermore, it received high praise and enthusiastic support from the original protagonist, Yang Jian himself.

They chased Tang Luo for a full 108,000 li.

The number one literary giant of the three realms, just his silhouette standing there could attract countless fans—the Fighting Victory Buddha Tang Xuanzang.

That was Tang Luo himself.

Sun Ang stared at Tang Luo, smiling, and said: "Is it that, out of respect for a colleague, I intend to let your friends go, thereby mistakenly making you think I'm easy to talk to?"

If he had to say it, he would say it; wouldn't that be terribly lacking in face?

Hmm.

Tang Luo pondered, then said: "Then just add a 'please'—please tell me."

——Hahaha.

Sun Ang burst out laughing: "Kid, you're interesting; you might actually accomplish something someday."

"Alright, you're quite to my taste; then I'll impart a bit of senior experience." Sun Ang continued.

He originally came here just to warn Tang Luo not to meddle.

As he himself said, he actually doesn't really hate Zhang Yuchou.

There's no real conflict between them.

Since another God-Demon Walker happened to intervene, Sun Ang doesn't mind letting him go.

Covert killing is one thing; two God-Demon Walkers clashing over it, fighting fiercely and blowing the situation up completely, is quite another.

Of course, if Tang Luo doesn't know his place, Sun Ang doesn't mind killing him ruthlessly.

If luck is good, he might even be able to get equipment.

Even a rookie who gets equipment through sheer dumb luck isn't unheard of.

Sun Ang suspected that the item hanging from Tang Luo's neck might be equipment.

Sun Ang remained very confident in his own strength and skills.

At least in assassination, he's very strong.

We can first chat slowly, see how things go, and then decide.

Apart from being a God-Demon Walker, Sun Ang is just an ordinary person.

His family isn't poor, but it's not well-off either.

The only thing somewhat outstanding about him is that in college he found a pretty girlfriend.

After graduating college, they didn't break up.

They both stayed in Xihang City to make a living.

They also found jobs at the same company.

However, because the company forbids office romances, Sun Ang and his girlfriend chose to keep it secret.

After leaving school.

Work pressure and life worries caused their relationship to fall into crisis.

Of course, that's the more official explanation.

In Sun Ang's own words:

"That female pet, after a slight argument, just wanted to move out! Fine, move then! If she won't come back, I even paid a month's rent for her."

"But that female pet, in just a few days, actually started flirting with that shit-eating guy Qi Zixuan!"

Just because Qi Zixuan is the assistant manager and his dad is the boss, what does he have, a few lousy bucks?!

It's not that there are restrictions; I now have more money than they do!

When Sun Ang said this, he inevitably became a bit excited.

Actually, if we only consider it from the perspective of skill.

Even if there are no restrictions, for Gods and Demons Walkers to use their skills to earn big money reasonably and legally is not that easy.

Whether it can be done still depends on whether the individual and the skill are suitable.

Simply put, it's a story about being cheated on.

During the cold war between Sun Ang and his girlfriend, Qi Zixuan poached her.

Before that night's 'supernatural confession' that would obviously fail, Qi Zixuan and Sun Ang's girlfriend had already hooked up.

So-called confession is actually more like proclaiming sovereignty and demonstrating.

It's like in war, after occupying a piece of land, you raise your own flag.

Too bad, they messed with the wrong person.

This action released the demon inside Sun Ang's heart.

Thus came everything that happened afterward.

Besides the adulterous couple Sun Ang spoke of, the two other coworkers who died also had conflicts with Sun Ang.

One liked to gossip and had spoken ill of Sun Ang behind his back.

The other had set Sun Ang up, pushing his own work mistakes onto Sun Ang, and even did so by snitching first.

He usually flattered his superiors well, so they believed him and gave Sun Ang a scolding.

After discovering the killing hadn't disappeared, he was eliminated.

Sun Ang went all out, venting that pent-up spite completely.

As for Zhang Yuchou, he was just an extra.

Whether to kill him or not rests entirely in Sun Ang's single thought.

After opening a killing spree in the real world, Sun Ang's mindset has completely changed.

Just like many Gods and Demons Walkers look down on everyone, treating people in the mission world as NPCs, Sun Ang also treated real‑world people as NPCs.

From being a sycophant, he went to the opposite extreme.

"Have you seen a movie?"

Sun Ang laughed and said to Tang Luo, "In a hitman company, the male lead ends up slaughtering the whole company."

In his mind, he is that hitman.

He blew away that bunch of damn bastards with a series of gunshots.

Really satisfying.

"No." He hasn't watched a movie in many years.

If you search deep in memory, you might be able to find it.

But Tang Luo wouldn't bother looking for himself to see if he'd watched any movie two months ago just for this person.

"Tch."

Sun Ang stood up, looked at Tang Luo and said, "I've said everything I needed to say; what to do about it, you should have a rough idea in your mind, right?"

Tang Luo nodded.

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

Now, a warning is enough.

If this rookie makes any other move, Sun Ang doesn't mind giving him a lesson in being human.

First, observe for a while.

Sun Ang, too, is actually under "covert protection," just like Zhang Yuchou.

Even if they wanted to act, it would be impossible in the hotel room.

Seeing off the self‑destruct truck, Sun Ang left, opened the door and left; Tang Luo picked up his own ID and glanced at it.

He walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and the hanging Merit Jade Lotus flashed a faint light.

An intangible ripple swept over the surroundings.

The Merit Jade Lotus disappeared from his clothing and appeared above Tang Luo's head.

However, by this time the Merit Jade Lotus already had tassel‑like light hanging down.

This let Tang Luo enter the "invisible" state.

Although Tang Luo was sure Sun Ang hadn't done anything to him, he wasn't certain Sun Ang hadn't left traces elsewhere.

He entered the "invisible" state relatively safely.

Tang Luo cracked the door open, slipped out sideways, and closed it.

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

Sun Ang had no plan to take a vehicle.

He walked leisurely down the street, his steps light, his bearing unrestrained.

It reminded people of the performance of the black‑suit Spider‑Man in the old Spider‑Man trilogy film.

Even walking almost made him want to break into dance.

Sun Ang was close to that state, only slightly restrained.

After walking about half an hour, he suddenly changed direction and headed toward the park beside the road.

And he began to go deeper into it.

He walked to a place still under construction where even evening exercisers wouldn't come.

Sun Ang stopped his steps and said loudly, "Come out, you've been following me this long."

Tang Luo slightly raised his eyebrows, looking around.

Besides him, is anyone else following Sun Ang?

Could it be the police?

This tracking skill is quite impressive; even he didn't notice it.

As for himself being discovered.

That possibility is less than one in ten thousand.

The "Invisibility" of the Merit Jade Lotus.

It is absolutely impossible for Sun Ang to detect any clue.

The top literary figure of the Three Realms has many fans, yet has never been successfully blocked at the door, travels without worry—all thanks to the Merit Jade Lotus.

As Sun Ang stopped and spoke loudly.

The surroundings were completely silent.

Tang Luo turned his head, hoping to see what follower would appear.

Then came two awkward, silent minutes.

"Heh… nobody."

Sun Ang gave a light chuckle.

This was a test, to see if that little rookie was following him.

The result came out—none—

Sun Ang saw the figure of that little rookie appear before him.

At the moment he saw Tang Luo, intense pain shot from his limbs.

Before Sun Ang could let out a scream, Tang Luo's right palm struck upward, hitting his chin.

Sun Ang's scream turned into a muffled groan as his body flew up and crashed heavily to the ground.

The whole world spun and shook wildly.

Pain, nausea, dizziness.

Before his eyes were large patches of flashing black spots.

"No, actually there is someone."

Tang Luo looked at Sun Ang and said, "Surprised or not, expected or not?"

"You?"

Sun Ang's view was obstructed; he couldn't see clearly the attacker's appearance.

But from the voice he recognized—this person was precisely that little rookie just now!

He actually capsized in a gutter?

Sun Ang felt deep regret inside, while anger began to rise.

He had let him go, yet this bastard doesn't know gratitude and dares to repay kindness with enmity?