Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

"So, you all are my ordeal, huh?"

Zhengmu Jingwu walked out with a grim expression.

"You could say that." Sun Wukong smiled indifferently.

"You bastard..."

Zhengmu Jingwu's expression was extremely stern.

He was already here, and his combat personnel had surrounded him, yet he still had the mood to joke with him?

Fearless in the face of danger!

Should it be said that Victory Team's elites have firm determination?

Or do they rely on something?

"Clap clap!"

Zhengmu Jingwu clapped his hands, saying, "Worthy of Victory Team's super-strong elites, calm and composed, but in the current situation, calm won't solve it."

Shing!

The heavily armed personnel nearby raised their gun muzzles, aiming them at Sun Wukong and Zheng Zha.

"Now, you'd better surrender." Zhengmu Jingwu only felt confident in victory.

"Mr. Zhengmu Jingwu, as a private enterprise, to arm employees with guns and create mechanical monsters is crossing the line." Sun Wukong remained unruffled, indifferent to being targeted by gun muzzles, "Just to let you know, I'm a rather petty person."

"Who told you to discover the secret?"

Zhengmu Jingwu sneered; inwardly, he pondered, wondering who had told this person the password... He believed that someone who knew the password to come here must be an insider in the Sedick Corporation!

"Open fire!"

With a command, gunfire erupted.

But Sun Wukong didn't even flinch, while Zheng Zha shielded in front, his eyes darting about, capturing the trajectory of every bullet, his hands moving as if he were Senju Guanyin.

After a round of shooting, Zheng Zha emerged unscathed, released his fists, and all the bullets were crushed into a ball, forming a fist-sized metal sphere that fell to the ground.

Thud!

A muffled sound echoed throughout the underground space, resonating in the hearts of Zhengmu Jingwu and those firing.

"You were the first to attack; Zheng Zha, it's your turn to exert effort now, but don't forget to restrain from excessive violence as Victory Team elites." Sun Wukong suddenly raised two fingers at the back of his head, catching a sniper bullet, and casually tossing it backward in front of the incredulous Zhengmu Jingwu.

Plop!

A corpse clutching a sniper rifle fell from a hidden spot a hundred meters away.

"Glurp." Zhengmu Jingwu was filled with fear and unease, "You're not human at all... Stop them!"

Zhengmu Jingwu ordered his men to act, to keep firing, while he immediately ran in another direction.

Seeing Zheng Zha could catch bullets, the subordinates were terrified and retreated en masse, but the boss's order was untenable, so they had to keep firing!

Within thirty seconds, all of those men were dealt with by Zheng Zha.

"Sun, Zhengmu Jingwu ran away." Zheng Zha paid no heed to those panicked researchers below, his gaze fixed on the hastily fleeing Zhengmu Jingwu.

An elevator, this guy was absolutely afraid to use.

His strength had already made Zhengmu Jingwu apprehensive; if he took the elevator and disrupted the shaft, Zhengmu Jingwu might fall to his death.

"Go, follow him." Sun Wukong tossed a Molotov cocktail, snapping his fingers, and the oil on top ignited, then hurled it at Gaiozack.

Splat!

The Molotov cocktail shattered, with flammable oil spreading with flames across the entire Gaiozack.

"Will ordinary flames burn this mechanical shark?" Zheng Zha turned back, unable to resist asking.

"That's Samadhi True Fire."

Sun Wukong, strolling as if wandering a courtyard, walked beside Zheng Zha, calmly saying, "The duration isn't long, it will turn into ordinary fire soon, then there's no need to worry about being detected by Victory Team."

"Speaking of Samadhi True Fire, I suddenly remembered a saying, that Red Boy in Journey to the West is the illegitimate son of Taishang Laojun." Zheng Zha chatted with Sun Wukong while chasing Zhengmu Jingwu, for he believed Zhengmu Jingwu couldn't possibly escape from him.

"Do you know what Samadhi means?" Sun Wukong asked.

"Uh..." Zheng Zha was clueless.

"It's a Buddhist term, referring to silencing distractions, making the mind tranquil." Sun Wukong gave an explanation, "Therefore, do you think the fire used by the ancestor of Tao will be Samadhi True Fire?"

Zheng Zha was enlightened: "It seems I also need to learn and understand 'Samadhi,' rather than being so impetuous."

"But your previous saying, if slightly modified, would be a bit more credible, for example: Red Boy is Sun Wukong's illegitimate child, and Old Bull was cuckolded. After all, in the book Journey to the West, apart from Red Boy, Sun Wukong is the only one who knows Samadhi Fire." Sun Wukong shared another joke.

Zheng Zha couldn't help but smile.

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Meanwhile, ahead, Zhengmu Jingwu, hearing the two men's conversations, was full of hatred!

These two bastards haven't placed him in their sights at all!

Around five minutes later, Sun Wukong and Zheng Zha "chased" Zhengmu Jingwu to a rather bright underground tunnel, seeing those two towering statues.

Zhengmu Jingwu quickly ran to the front of the giant statue, where there was a silver-white device with a brown handle-like object inserted, much like the handle of a fruit knife without a blade.

That is the Flash Sword!

Zheng Zha could feel the light within his body almost bursting forth.

As long as he obtained the Flash Sword, he could transform into Ultraman Dyna!

"Fizz!"

Around the statue, four silver metal pillars emitted a strong electric current, forming a grid that blocked Zheng Zha and pushed him back a distance.