Chapter 187: Big King’s Name Is Just a Fool’s Name
by xennovelChapter 187: Big King’s Name Is Just a Fool’s Name
“Impossible… impossible… impossible…”
A young man standing on the road trembled uncontrollably.
His expression was vacant and foolish, his smile growing more absurd with every beat of his incredulous heart.
His eyes bulged, his arms and head twitching involuntarily. He stared fixedly at the policeman, pushing aside five pedestrians as if he were no longer human, dodging a falling car.
He stared in disbelief as the officer managed to bounce back even after being hit by a bus.
“No… no… normal people just can’t dodge that… they simply can’t…”
The young man mumbled haltingly, “He’s not normal—he’s not normal… he’s…”
His razor-sharp mind had computed countless possibilities.
He had deduced that one accident could lead to another—using one mishap after another to engineer a cascade of disasters.
Using accidents to kill those he wished to eliminate!
No ordinary person could ever escape such a deadly trap.
Nor could anyone outsmart his calculations.
Unless… the young man lost his composure.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
A bullet struck the young man’s arm.
Bang!
In agonizing pain, he spun around.
Another bullet hit his other arm.
“No!”
The young man roared as his thoughts raced.
Gritting through the excruciating pain, he thrust his left hand into his pocket.
But then…
Bang!
A bullet shattered his left wrist.
“You can’t stop me…!”
In the instant his left hand was pierced, his right hand dove into his pocket and retrieved a glass ball.
Bang!
A bullet pierced his right wrist.
As he let go, the glass ball exploded into shards scattered across the ground.
Yet he laughed—a laugh as hollow and absurd as that of a simpleton—lifting his head.
Gazing at Xiao Yu standing before him, he chuckled foolishly, “Let’s… die together!”
“Die?”
Xiao Yu’s face froze in shock.
His eyes fell on the shattered glass ball pieces scattered on the ground.
The ball had long been broken apart, its fragments rolling in every direction.
Through rapidly contracting pupils, Xiao Yu noticed a woman nearby; terrified by the sight of his gun, she had screamed and scrambled away—only to have her high-heeled shoe step on a glass shard, sending her tumbling…
Thud! The woman collided with a ladder.
Atop the ladder stood a maintenance worker.
The ladder toppled, and the worker slammed into a signboard.
Boom!
The light tube inside the sign shattered, sending sparks flying in every direction.
Countless sparks rained down, some landing on the manhole cover of a nearby drain…
“Heh!”
With a cold sneer, Xiao Yu raised his pistol.
Bang!
A bullet, quicker than the falling sparks, struck a water bottle perched on a passerby’s shoulder.
It was just one shot.
Yet under the bullet’s spiraling force, the water bottle exploded.
Water splashed everywhere, mingling with the shower of sparks from above…
“Hehe…”
The young man too sneered coldly—this was no idiotic giggle.
His eyes brimmed with scorn, though his smile remained foolish.
Inside, he silently taunted, “Did you really think I hadn’t calculated it?”
In the next moment, the foolish smile frozen on his face vanished.
Because…
“Did you really think I hadn’t calculated it?”
Xiao Yu grinned broadly and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
A bullet burst from the chamber,
soaring across the road and shattering a glass ball.
Bang!
Another shot flew toward the young man’s back,
cracking yet another glass ball into pieces.
With a swift twist of his arm, Xiao Yu pivoted, firing once more at his back.
Bang… another glass ball splintered into shards.
“No…” the young man roared.
This time, his foolish grin was gone.
It was replaced by sheer disbelief and terror.
After a long, tense pause, the young man stiffly turned his head to look at Xiao Yu, as if he had seen a ghost.
“Those three glass balls could trigger three separate accidents,” he murmured.
Xiao Yu coolly replied, “One explosion, one car crash, and the collapse of the building’s load-bearing wall!”
As he spoke, he gestured toward the nearby apartment building—an old, six-story structure with storefronts on the ground floor.
Imagine a non-frame building with a collapsing load-bearing wall.
The consequences would be catastrophic.
“Why… why?”
The young man stuttered, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on Xiao Yu.
“Imitation,” Xiao Yu stated calmly.
Without shame, he continued, “I can mimic you—your moves, your next intentions… With a brain like mine, I can even replicate your thoughts and deduce your reasoning faster than you can think!”
System ability… Imitation Expert!
This power reminded him of a movie—the Avengers.
There was a master of imitation in that film.
Someone who could mimic anyone, analyzing every detail.
And wield the same abilities as his opponent.
He could even act faster than the one he was copying.
Of course, Xiao Yu’s ability wasn’t as overpowered as that master’s.
It was pure imitation—no change in appearance or weapon allowed.
He could only copy his opponent, every single detail!
“So… that’s how it is!”
Again, a vacant, foolish smile spread across the young man’s face. “So… you’re the monster, and I’m… just normal!”
“Do you really want to leave this world?”
Xiao Yu slid his pistol into his holster, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, and lit one, not bothering to look at the young man who now sat on the curb.
“I’ve always been… unwanted.”
Instead of fleeing, the young man sat down beside Xiao Yu, grinning absently as cars passed by. “Since I was a kid, I’ve been tossed into an orphanage… 780… They all thought I was a fool!”
“Is that so? What a tragic story,” Xiao Yu replied.
Nodding slightly, he added, “Feels like the world let you down, turning you into a killer?”
“It’s not that the world failed me… it’s just… disheartening!”
The young man chuckled foolishly, his face gradually paling and his skin taking on a pale blue hue. “Then I met my master… Little King—who taught me how to deal with this world. Big King was the name my master gave me, my second name. But this time… I truly want to vanish from this world. I promise… in my next life I won’t be called a fool again!”
“Phew!”
Xiao Yu exhaled a puff of smoke, his gaze vacant and distant.
He didn’t even glance at the young man beside him.
He knew the young man wanted to die—something even someone as overpowered as he was couldn’t stop.
By the time he lunged forward, the young man had already bitten through a false tooth…
He had always been an unwanted fool.
Yet he now had a home within the Assassin Group.
In this world, a man bore two names.
Fool and Big King.
Little King was the true leader.
Big King was nothing more than a fool’s name.
[Ding: Congratulations, host, on cracking the case…]
“Is it the world that’s wrong?”
Looking up at the sky, Xiao Yu sneered with a touch of sarcasm.
Hmm, this time the world finally got off the hook.
Case closed!