The Red House Alley was named after a red brick house with a long history at the end of the alley. It was a very inconspicuous alley in the slums of Satan City, but recently, the alley's reputation had gradually increased because the red brick house was rented by a martial artist and built into the No. 18 combat training hall. In the past six months, the combat training hall had produced a genius disciple, Mark.
Mark was very powerful and had defeated No. 17 and No. 16 in succession … and recently, he had even defeated Liu Feng, the disciple of the most famous No. 1 training hall in Satan City.
Although defeating Liu Feng did not mean that No. 18 combat training hall had become the top training hall in Satan City, it did mean that the martial arts of this training hall had reached the basic level and was not much worse than other training halls that had been famous for a long time in Satan City.
In addition, No. 18 combat training hall's fees were cheap, and even the poor could afford it. Therefore, No. 18's reputation spread far and wide. These days, the Red House Alley was bustling with traffic every day. Everyone came to the training hall to be apprenticed to a master.
However, for some reason, the No. 18 training hall was so prosperous, but their master was depressed and full of melancholy these days.
Early in the morning.
A sign was hung at the entrance of the Red House Alley saying that No. 18 training hall had something important to do and would stop accepting disciples for a day. Then, the neighbors of the entire Red House Alley saw the master of No. 18 training hall, Sun Wuben, standing at the entrance of the alley early in the morning, looking out at the street as if waiting for someone.
And this wait lasted for several hours.
Who was Master Sun waiting for? What kind of distinguished guest did he have to be so grand to welcome?
"Master, it's already so late. Let's finish eating first?"
"Let's wait a little longer."
"But, everyone seems to be hungry. We can't be waiting for Sun Wuben and starving, right?" Mark muttered. Although Sun Wuben did not call to say that he would be back today, after martial artists entered Shin-gumi, they would definitely be back in a few days. Counting the days, it was also the time for Sun Wuben to return.
"I reckon that Wuben should be here by now. Let's wait a little longer, hmm?" Sun Wusheng glanced behind him and saw that all the disciples of the training hall had walked behind him.
"Master, everyone wants to pick up Senior Brother Sun Wuben." Junior Brother Yong chuckled.
Sun Wusheng frowned. That Junior Martial Brother Yu hastily said, "Master, since it's rest time, everyone should take the opportunity to come out and get some fresh air. On the other hand, we should also welcome Senior Martial Brother Sun Wuben."
"Up to you." Sun Wuben said faintly. He naturally understood the thoughts of these disciples. They knew that his grandson had gone to the terrifying Shin-gumi and wanted to see what he would look like when he returned from Shin-gumi.
"I heard that coming out of Shin-gumi is like having one's essence sucked away by a legendary goblin. I wonder if it's true?"
"Of course it's true. We have so many martial arts dojos in Satan City. Every few years, there are always some unlucky people who are invited by Shin-gumi. After they come out, they end up worse than being imprisoned. There have never been an exception. I'm afraid that Senior Sun Wuben …" Many people whispered in each other's ears.
Rumble!
A faint voice came from the sky, and some people couldn't help but look up.
"Seems like it's here." In a silver private jet, Sun Wuben's eyes scanned the scene below. Soon, he saw a red brick house in the slum. Then, Sun Wuben quickly flew the jet in that direction.
In the red brick alley.
"It's a jet!"
"Wow, that's a private jet. It seems to be a high-end product of the Hoi-Poi Capsule."
"Impossible. A first-class private jet is very expensive. Eh? How can it be? It's flying over here. " The apprentices in the 18th dojo looked up at the jet in the sky. Sun Wusheng also looked over and was stunned for a moment. This silver jet was obviously flying towards them. It was rare for an expensive private jet to fly to a slum like theirs.
"Master, this jet seems to be landing here." Mark said in surprise. The people around him were also puzzled. There was no place to park a jet in this narrow red brick alley.
At this time, the jet's door suddenly opened.
"What is he doing? Is he going to throw a bomb? " Everyone was still thinking when they saw a black-haired youth appear from the jet's door. Then, he stepped out. That's right, he stepped out into the endless void outside the jet, as if there was flat ground there.
Everyone's eyes almost popped out.
What is he doing?
Parachuting?
But parachuting from a height of a few hundred meters was a bit reckless. Maybe he would fall to the ground without opening the parachute. But soon, everyone realized that something was wrong.
Because the person who stepped out of the jet was wearing an ordinary casual T-shirt. There was no parachute on his back.
Without a parachute, he stepped out of the jet at such a high altitude.
Everyone who saw this had the same thought in their mind — Not good, this black-haired youth is going to commit suicide! "Quick, call 120 for emergency treatment." Some people even grabbed their phones.
"Eh?"
Mark suddenly cried out in surprise.
"That is … Senior Sun Wuben!" Junior Brother Yong, Junior Brother Yu, and the other youths who had seen Sun Wuben before also recognized him.
"It can't be … It can't be Wuben." Sun Wusheng's hands trembled slightly. His spirit had already collapsed to the extreme. "This can't be Wuben. That child is not that stupid!" He muttered to himself. At this time, the situation changed again. The jet first covered Sun Wuben's figure and then suddenly disappeared.
What appeared at the original location of the jet was a handsome black-haired youth. What everyone didn't realize was that this youth was actually suspended in the air. It was just that this pause was very short. Suddenly, he fell at high speed like a meteor.
"Not good!"
"He fell down!"
"He really committed suicide!" Screams rang out.
Sun Wusheng looked at this scene and his whole mind seemed to explode. His grandson actually jumped down from a height of a few hundred meters.
"It's over!" Mark whispered.
"Senior Sun Wuben was trampled too miserably in Shin-gumi. He couldn't take it anymore, so he jumped off the plane and committed suicide!" Junior Brother Yong whispered. Then he saw Sun Wuben fall to the ground. Sun Wusheng closed his eyes. Junior Brother Yu and Mark closed their eyes. Some people also closed their eyes. Some people were still watching this scene, but their pupils expanded again.
When Sun Wuben fell to the ground, his feet touched the ground, and then he stood there steadily.
That's right, as if he jumped down from a height of one or two meters, he stood there steadily.
So time froze.
In the entire alley, except for Sun Wuben, everyone's body and even expression froze. In the alley, except for the sound of traffic outside, there was no other sound. Everyone looked at Sun Wuben. Some others closed their eyes.
"Grandpa, Mark, why are you all standing here?" A voice sounded. It was Sun Wuben who greeted with some confusion.
"What?"
Sun Wusheng opened his eyes in disbelief. Mark, Junior Brother Yu, and others who closed their eyes also opened their eyes, and then their eyes widened like copper bells.
After a full three breaths.
"Senior Sun Wuben, did you just jump from the sky?" Junior Brother Yong asked.
"Yes, what's wrong? Didn't you see it! " Sun Wuben smiled, "It's no big deal. When I came out of the plane, I pressed the button of the Hoi-Poi Capsule and stored the plane into a capsule."
"No big deal?" Junior Brother Yu roared, "Senior Brother Sun, that was five hundred meters high in the sky. Five hundred meters, you just jumped down like that?"
"Practice hard, maybe you can do it in the future." Sun Wuben smiled and walked to the front of Sun Wusheng, "Grandpa, I'm back."
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back." Sun Wusheng obviously couldn't come back to his senses.
"Grandpa, I'm not going to stay for long this time. I'll leave soon." Sun Wuben said.
"Leave? Right, you haven't been home for a long time. You should go back and see Mi 'er. Maybe Mia is back. "Sun Wusheng instinctively said.
"Grandpa, come with me. I have something to talk to you alone. Well, it's not convenient here. Let's go outside." Sun Wuben threw out a capsule. With a 'bang', it turned into a speedcar. Then Sun Wuben rode on it. Sun Wusheng sat on the back seat of the speedcar in a daze. Then the speedcar sped away.
"Just now … that was senior brother Sun Wuben?"
"Is that really senior brother Sun Wuben? The one we're going to welcome? " The new teenagers who joined the 18th martial arts hall asked. They still felt that the scene in front of them was unreal. That was five to six hundred meters high in the sky, and he just jumped down with a bang.
The old man of the 18th martial arts hall also felt that it was unreal, but when he saw the shocked look of the newcomers, he immediately felt proud.
"Of course, senior brother Sun."
"If it's not senior brother Sun, who else can it be?"
"Senior brother Sun is very powerful. We all saw with our own eyes that he broke more than thirty tiles with one palm strike!"
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