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The somersault cloud soared into the sky and quickly left the village.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, Little Wukong finally saw a large city ahead.

"Bulma lives in such a bustling place?" Goku asked, stunned, as he descended from the sky.

Wouldn't it be better to walk?

Sun Wukong landed on the ground.

The city was too noisy, and Little Wukong couldn't adapt to it for a while.

Little Wukong looked around, as if he were Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden.

After watching for a while, Little Wukong crossed the road directly.

"Di Di!"

A driver was honking his horn repeatedly.

"How do you walk, kid? You idiot!" the driver cursed.

"Hey, I'd like to ask where Bulma lives?" Goku asked.

"How would I know? Get out of the way, or I'll run you over!" the driver yelled.

Little Wukong was speechless for a moment.

This guy is really impatient.

Little Wukong looked around and spotted a pedestrian.

A young woman with a child.

"Do you know where Bulma's house is?" Goku asked as he stepped forward.

“I don’t know… what Bulma?” The young woman shook her head. “You should ask someone else.”

"That's really strange. How could I not know if I lived here?" Little Wukong said helplessly.

This is troublesome. Does that guy really live here?

Just then, Little Wukong spotted a taxi and quickly waved it down.

The taxi stopped next to Little Wukong.

"Get in," the taxi driver said to Little Wukong.

"Thank you so much for letting me up here," Little Wukong chuckled.

Bardos: "..."

Our son is really naive.

Indeed, he has lived in a mountain village since he was a child.

This must be my first time in a city.

It's perfectly normal not to know these things.

The taxi drove forward.

"That's great! You're such a kind person to take me there," Little Wukong said with a smile.

"Hey, where are you going?" the taxi driver asked.

“Bulma’s house,” Goku said.

"Where? Which street? Which road?" the driver asked.

"I don't know, I'm looking for it," Little Wukong replied.

"Crench!"

The driver slammed on the brakes, turned around to look at Little Wukong, and asked, "Hey, do you have any money on you?"

"What money? I don't have any." Little Wukong shook his head.

The driver immediately kicked Little Wukong off the bus.

Why would you take a taxi if you don't have money?

Kids these days are such a hassle.

Little Wukong looked completely bewildered.

Do you need money to ask for directions in this city?

Just then, Little Wukong suddenly heard a commotion in the distance and went over out of curiosity.

Little Goku looked closely and was shocked to find someone setting up a fighting arena.

"Who wants to fight me? The person who defeats me will get 10 yuan, how about it?" A boxer who looked quite skilled called out to the crowd. "How about it? Anyone dare to come up and challenge me? If I admit defeat, I can get a 10 yuan bonus."

"Hey, why don't you give it a try?" someone joked to a burly man next to them.

"Don't joke around, that guy is a boxing expert," the burly man quickly refused.

Little Wukong's eyes lit up.

Will I get money if I defeat him?

Great.

"I'll compete with you!" Little Wukong said, stepping forward and putting down his luggage.

The boxer was completely dumbfounded.

Where did this little brat come from?

“I’m not kidding you, kid.” The boxer shrugged.

"I'm not joking," Little Goku said seriously.

"Do you want to spar with me?" the boxer asked with a smile.

"Hmm, if I beat you, I'll get a 10 yuan reward?" Little Wukong asked.

“I understand, you’re here for the prize money.” The boxer smiled slightly. “Then let’s begin. Normally, there’s a 1 yuan entry fee to participate in the competition, but since you’re a child, we’ll waive it.”

"Okay, I'll definitely go easy on you, thank you," Little Goku replied.

The boxer was speechless for a moment.

The audience burst into laughter.

"Alright, let's start the match," the boxer called out to Goku.

"Hey!" Sun Wukong threw a punch.

With just a light punch, the boxer felt a sharp pain and felt completely unwell.

The boxer immediately collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

"Are you admitting defeat already?" Little Wukong asked.

Boxer: "..."

You want me to admit defeat to a little guy like you? How embarrassing would that be for me?

"Haha, how could I possibly admit defeat? Little guy, where did you learn boxing?" the boxer asked.

“Yes, I have learned martial arts.” Little Wukong nodded.

“Okay, let’s continue,” the boxer replied.

"boom!"

Little Goku kicked out again, hitting the boxer directly in the chin.

The boxer was being beaten and was howling in pain.

"You'd better just admit defeat," Little Goku advised.

"You little brat!" The boxer got angry and launched an attack on Goku.

Little Wukong dodged the attack and leaped high into the air.

"boom!"

Little Goku kicked the wall behind the boxer.

A hole immediately appeared in the wall.

Chapter 623 Bulma's House

The boxer was stunned and immediately conceded defeat.

If I don't admit defeat, he'll beat me to death.

The boxer didn't dare to renege on his debt and handed over 10 yuan to Little Wukong.

"Hehe, I'm rich now." Little Wukong grinned happily as he held the money.

In the distance, in a dark alley.

"Hey, did you see that? That country bumpkin's got a ton of money in his hand," one of them said to his companion.

The two waved to Little Wukong.

Little Wukong stepped forward.

"Did you call me here to give me something good?" Little Wukong asked innocently.

"Hehehe, you should be the one giving us good stuff." One of them pulled out a pistol. "Hand over the money."

"Can you tell me where Bulma's house is?" Goku asked.

"Stop nagging and give me the money right now." The other person was getting impatient.

"Pah! I won't give it to you. You have to tell me where Bulma lives," Goku said.

"You little brat, I'm going to kill you!" one of them yelled at Little Wukong, brandishing a small knife.

Little Goku rammed his head directly into the other person's body.

The person was sent flying backwards, crashing headfirst into the wall behind him and passing out on the spot.