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Chapter 160 The Monkey King

Chapter 160 Monkey King

America, Hollywood.

Three days after the arrival of China and the Soviet Union, the place once again ushered in a wave of people. Officials, civilians, and gray forces poured in, trying to benefit from this great change like the Eagle Country.

The scene in front of them also completely subverted their understanding. This place had become a plain, and the traces of human existence were directly erased by endless thunder.

The original high-rise buildings were replaced by irregular lakes, and the cool underground water filled the original deep pits, making this place very strange.

However, because of Shenzhao's advance notice, all those who should be evacuated have already been evacuated. Of course, no one will care about those people who the United States itself does not care about even if they die.

So there was no sadness in the eyes of these people who came, only boundless shock.

"My God, what has happened to this city?" A black guy murmured as he looked at this scene, his tone full of disbelief.

"Whatever, let's go explore quickly, otherwise these people will take away all the good things." The black man's companion said and ran directly into the plain, as if he was afraid of being overtaken by others.

"I think it's better to go to the West Market to try your luck here. At least there are ruins there." The black man shook his head. He always felt a little unreliable, but he couldn't resist the temptation and followed.

"Let's go, stop complaining, there is an old saying in China, it's time to come." His companion said, putting a piece of diving equipment on his body and jumping into the nearest lake without hesitation.

The black man shrugged, put on his diving equipment, jumped up, and followed the footsteps of his companions into the water.

There are very few fish around, and three days is enough for all the sediment to sink to the bottom, which makes the original groundwater so clear that you can almost see the bottom at a glance.

The two of them sank completely to the bottom of the lake. Just like what they saw above, there was absolutely nothing there.

The black man shook his head and prepared to go up. Sure enough, nothing could be saved in a disaster of this level.

He turned around and put his hand on the bottom of the lake, ready to use his strength to swim upstream, but the touch in his hand made him stunned.

He turned around and fiddled with the soft soil twice. Suddenly something that surprised him loomed in the sand. It was a puppet buried underground?

The black man's eyes lit up, and he motioned to his companion underwater. The two looked left and right at the people diving one after another, and swam to a remote corner.

In this kind of disaster where even the city is completely wiped out, as long as there is something left behind, then this thing is definitely worth a lot of money, and the two of them may want to give it away!

The two came out of the water and looked around. Everyone nearby turned their attention to the newly appeared lake, but no one paid attention to them at all.

"Look, what is this?" The two quickly took off their diving equipment, and the black man carefully exposed the puppet.

"A monkey puppet?"

The somewhat disappointed tone of his companion made the black boy stunned.

He looked at the thing in his hand. He was dressed in green clothes, with brown fluff on his exposed arms and face, plus long red hair on his head, and a wooden stick. He seemed a bit like the legendary Sun Wukong?

"The things that survived this kind of impact are absolutely extraordinary." The black boy was not discouraged. He looked at the monkey puppet in his hand and soon discovered something different on the monkey's back.

"If you forgive the little mistakes I made, you will laugh every moment. Happy little monkey, please, please pull my leg?" The black boy read the text above, subconsciously followed the instructions, and gently pulled.

Pull the monkey's wooden legs.

"Hahahahaha"

In an instant, the monkey puppet's eyes turned scarlet, maniacal laughter came from the puppet, and then powerful magic formed a gorgeous pink smoke that attracted everyone's attention.

The eyes of the people who had not yet entered the water were brightened. They subconsciously took out their guns and gathered around.

The pink smoke gradually formed a tornado and enveloped the black boy before they could make any move.

The pink tornado exploded and the laughter stopped instantly.

A red-haired monkey about 1.7 meters tall jumped up and shouted: "I am free!"

It looked excitedly at the crowd around it, jumped directly in front of the black boy's companion, held his hand and shouted: "Hello everyone, the one who appears in front of you is the Monkey King!"

Then it shook off the confused friend's hand: "I'm sorry, I won't sign!"

"What did you do to David?" The confused boy reacted. He looked at the black man and shouted in fear.

The Monkey King was stunned, turned to look at the black puppet that had become the size of an arm, and said in an exaggerated tone: "No, no, what the hell did you do to him? You dirty monkey."

The Monkey King was stunned as he spoke, and then said to himself in a relaxed tone: "Monkey? Oh, then you should be talking about me, hahaha, I just made a joke with you, and David was also teasing me.

, that’s why he’s here, a graduate of Puppet University.”

"Congratulations you little fool."

Seeing the complete deathly silence around him, the monkey became a little unhappy: "Smile, why don't you laugh? Do you think the great King of Comedy is not funny?"

"Forget it, David is great. He gave life to the King of Comedy. Let us pay homage to him!"

A magic wand appeared in its hand, and with a wave, powerful magic fluctuations accompanied by pink smoke once again enveloped the entire place.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the place had turned into a mourning hall. The puppet of David was sitting in the mourning hall at the position of the deceased's photo, looking very peaceful.

The monkey was now wearing a black suit. He saluted David solemnly, then waved his hand, and the pink smoke enveloped him again.

"Okay, I've finished paying my respects. Goodbye to everyone. I need a wider stage and can't continue to bring you wonderful performances."

The sound came from high in the sky. Everyone looked up silently and saw a hang glider flying rapidly into the distance.

When the monkey disappeared completely, these people turned their attention to the mourning hall again. The monkey was too weird and no one dared to take the lead, but that David is an extraordinary item now, right?

David's partner picked him up, protected him in his arms, and looked around him warily.

But when a black gun pointed at him, he slowly raised his hand.

——

San Francisco.

A hang glider flew in unscrupulously from outside the city, and a monkey was looking at a long list in his hand and muttering to himself: "The memorial ceremony for the person who freed himself has been completed, and now it is. Unlucky after making others happy?

This is easy!”

His eyes were scanning below, and he immediately saw a white man sitting in despair on the street corner. His whole body was in a mess, like a homeless man, but judging from the fact that his clothes were all famous brands, he guessed that this man must have encountered some trouble recently.

.

"There is such a strong sense of attraction in this person. This person must be destined for me, and it's you! Wuhu~" The Monkey King murmured and let go of his hand holding the hang glider, shouted and quickly fell down.

Below, despair appeared in the homeless man's eyes, and he hugged his head like a reflex.

The next moment, there was a crash, and the Monkey King stepped on his back with unusual precision, forcing him to the ground. The intense pain filled the homeless man's eyes with pain.

"Oops, I'm sorry, I made a mistake in my precise landing." The Monkey King looked down and immediately jumped to the side, helped the homeless man up, and patted the dust on his body to apologize.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." The homeless man wiped the blush from the corner of his mouth and replied in a low tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, the hang glider abandoned by the monkey danced in the sky, and unexpectedly hit the direction of the two of them by an unusual coincidence.

Surprise flashed in the Monkey King's eyes. He waved his staff and the glider disappeared in mid-air. It was originally a thing created by it. How could it hit him?

"Hey, hey, hey, what's the matter with you? You're looking sullen in front of my King of Comedy, are you a little embarrassed?" The Monkey King said and left the homeless man. With a wave of his staff, he suddenly turned into a monkey.

He took on the appearance of a clown and started performing acrobatics.

The tramp just glanced at it, then lowered his head and continued eom, his whole person exuding an aura of decadence.

"Look, look, this is the performance of the King of the World." The Monkey King is still throwing balls, one...ten or hundreds. These red balls are thrown up quickly in his hand, forming a fast circle.

It's incredible.

But seeing that the tramp didn't respond, the Monkey King became unhappy. He suddenly stopped what he was doing, and the balls magically disappeared when he stopped.

It frowned at the homeless man and suddenly asked: "What makes you want to die?"

The tramp paused, and then he smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly: "Is it obvious?"

The Monkey King nodded seriously: "The only people who are completely uninterested in the black humor of my King of Comedy are dead people, or people who want to die."

The tramp hesitated to speak. He wanted to say that the monkey's performance had no comic effect at all, but he held back.

He sighed and said in a low tone: "Yesterday I was a billionaire, but today I have nothing. No, now I have become a liability and owe a lot of debt."

The Monkey King became interested: "Tell me, what's going on?"

The tramp paused, his eyes lit up for a moment as if he thought of something, and then he continued in despair: "Because of this."

As he spoke, he took out a dark green gem. The gem was about the size of a fist. If it were jade, it would be imperial green.

No matter how you look at it, it is a very valuable thing, but the strong ominous aura on it deters any living being who wants to touch it.

When the Monkey King looked at this thing, the whole monkey was stunned. It could feel that this thing was so familiar and had a fatal attraction to it, as if it could only become complete if it got it.

The tramp's eyes completely brightened up. Seeing the monkey's attitude, he asked cautiously: "If you like it, can I give it to you?"

The Monkey King didn't speak. At this moment, he forgot about the mischief deep in his bones, forgot that he was here to make people happy, and forgot about everything.

It just stretched out its furry hands, wanting to touch this dark green gem.

The tramp's eyes were full of hope, and he couldn't wait to hand this thing to the Monkey King. The moment the green gem touched the Monkey King's hand.

A wave of green flashed through, and the homeless man instantly felt that something on his body seemed to have disappeared.

"Ah ho~ Wuhu~ You don't have to be unlucky anymore, it's really great! Damn Gilani Emerald, I, Jeff, am free. The former business empire, please surrender again~"

The homeless man let out an excited howl and ran away quickly, completely losing the decadence in front of him, as if he had been reborn.

The Monkey King was stunned as he looked at the gem in his hand. Memories appeared in his mind, seeming to be making up for its shortcomings and making it complete.

Invisible aura surged around it, and the seemingly solid gem actually began to melt at this moment, slowly seeping into its body.

The Monkey King's eyes were stained with a hint of dark green, and he murmured: "The gem of misfortune...?"

(End of chapter)


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