DC New Krypton.

Chapter 1777 Wukong Learns a Lesson

"what!!!"

Wukong covered his head and screamed, and an axe with a cold glow broke on Wukong's head.

The axe chopped off a big red bump on Wukong's head.

"It...it's useless." A middle-aged man with glasses, a bald head in the middle, long hair on the sides, and a thick mustache, wearing blue overalls and a yellow top, with a look of fear and helplessness on his face.

Seeing that Sun Wukong was not hurt after being hit by an axe, the middle-aged man was so scared that he trembled on the spot, and the axe handle in his hand slipped from his palm and fell to the ground.

“What are you doing... Damn it..." When Sun Wukong, with a big bump on his head, was about to pull out the Ruyi Stick to confront the middle-aged man.

Haier strode over and punched Sun Wukong on the big bump on his head, causing him so much pain that his eyes almost popped out.

Haier used the energy that intensified the pain nerves to hit Sun Wukong, causing Sun Wukong to wail in pain.

Bulma was startled.

"Bastard! Goku, why do you want to draw your weapon!!!" Haier roared at Goku.

"He hit me with an axe!" Wukong covered the red and swollen bump on his head and wailed with watery eyes.

"You broke down someone's door and entered their home without permission. How rude!" Haier scolded Sun Wukong, "If it was your and Grandpa's home, and someone broke down your door and entered your home without permission to cause trouble, how would you react?"

Although Sun Wukong was in pain, he could still hear what Haier was saying.

He thought about it in pain and realized that he would be very angry because outsiders who entered his house without invitation would destroy his and his grandfather's house and belongings.

"I will be very angry and unhappy." Sun Wukong's voice was a little low. He knew why he was attacked and he also knew that he had done something wrong.

I scared people.

"That's right, a fool can be taught!" Haier nodded. Sun Wukong just had little experience, but he was not stupid. Sometimes, if you put yourself in his shoes, you will understand what you have done.

"Apologize to them!" Haier said solemnly.

Sun Wukong, who was squatting below and covering the two red envelopes on his head, stood up obediently, tears streaming down his face from the pain. He bowed to the middle-aged man who had hit him with an axe and the little girl who was hiding behind the table, and apologized loudly: "I'm sorry, it's my fault!"

“Huh...?” The middle-aged man looked confused.

The little girl who appeared from behind the table also had a strange and confused look on her face.

"Well, that's good. Uncle, the kid didn't mean it. It's just that there are some manners that I haven't taught him yet. I hope you don't bother with him." Haier nodded and said to the middle-aged uncle with a smile.

When the middle-aged man saw Haier's strong arms, his pectoral muscles revealed by the bearskin vest, and his eight-pack abs with distinct lines, if Haier had not been more polite, he would have been so scared that he would have knelt down and begged for mercy.

The act of Haier teaching Sun Wukong to apologize made the middle-aged uncles feel that they were not bad people.

"Aren't you... King Wulong... or his men?" The middle-aged man looked at Haier's strong body blocking the door and the sunlight. He couldn't help but tremble with fear. He put his hands together in front of his forehead and begged, "If you are, I will give you any food or money you want. Only my daughter, please let her go."

“?” Goku.

"?" Bulma.

"What did you say? Who is Wu Long?" Wukong asked curiously.

"We are not sent by King Wulong. We are just adventurers who collect dragon balls. Uncle, I am sorry to bother you. Can you tell me the situation in detail?" Haier said kindly. Although he was kind, his tall body and strong, well-defined muscle contours still brought great pressure to the uncle in front of him.

"Ah?" The middle-aged man looked puzzled with trembling legs and turned to look at his daughter.

"Huh?" The little girl behind the desk also asked in confusion.

"Are you really not sent by King Wu Long?" the middle-aged man asked again in a low and weak voice.

"No, we are here to look for Dragon Balls, this kind of balls." Bulma said as she took out a three-star Dragon Ball.

Knowing that he was definitely not sent by King Oolong, the middle-aged man ignored the three-star dragon ball that Bulma took out and fell to the ground, breaking out in a cold sweat. His daughter hurriedly came out from behind the table to support her father.

"What happened? It's not a mistake, right?"

"I just find it strange that you came so early today!"

"Yeah, yeah, I thought King Wu Long had gathered his men!"

"King Wulong is so terrifying, it's not surprising that he has recruited his men!"

"That tall guy is very muscular and strong. He looks scary."

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"King Wu Long is taller and more terrifying."

"That's true, King Wu Long is still more terrifying."

Noticing movement in the white round house, the surrounding villagers came out of their houses and gathered in the white round house, and they all started talking about the King of Oolong with fear in their hearts.

Goku and Bulma were confused.

"Let's sort it out first." said Haier.

"Yes, yes, yes." The middle-aged man took the white towel handed to him by his daughter and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged man's daughter also got a wet towel and wrapped it around the bump on Sun Wukong's head.

Sun Wukong looked at the uncle's daughter, but he still couldn't tell that she was a girl. However, Haier had taught Sun Wukong how to get along with girls. The uncle's daughter applied cold compress to the bump on her head, and Sun Wukong thanked her happily.

"I'm so sorry." The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He still couldn't recover from the incident in which he chopped Sun Wukong's head with an axe. As a result, Sun Wukong's head was fine, but his axe was shattered.

This is totally inhuman.

However, compared to the huge and ever-changing body of King Oolong, the middle-aged uncle still feels that King Oolong seems to be a little more powerful.

"It's none of your business. Let this guy learn a lesson." Haier said, shaking his head.

Wukong smiled sheepishly, "I know. I won't do it again next time."

Haier taught Sun Wukong a lot of common sense and principles, but Sun Wukong was still a child and had no actual experience of many of them, so he did not understand them.

Now, after Haier's reminder, Sun Wukong realized how reckless it was for him to suddenly break down someone else's door and enter the house.

"It's okay, it's okay. I was just reckless." The middle-aged uncle also shook his hands awkwardly to indicate that it was no big deal. After all, he just used an axe to chop it directly...

"Let's talk business. What happened here?" Bulma asked, "What is King Oolong?"