The ability to see bullets clearly, or to judge a bullet's trajectory just by hearing a gunshot, was not something a weakling like Huang Wen, who was still short of two human limits, could achieve. Huang Wen was very self-aware of this.
Ever since he learned that this was the Marvel world, Huang Wen no longer uttered the words "invincible," unless he could draw more and more powerful items, skills, or characters.
Therefore, at this moment, although Huang Wen was a little nervous and excited because he had come to the Marvel world, he quickly calmed down and found his role.
Superheroes and world-level catastrophic events were too far away from him. The first thing he needed to do was to complete the original host's mission, make himself stronger, gain the power to protect himself, and even participate in and change the original plot!
Moreover, Huang Wen knew that in this world, there was the existence of Sorcerer Supreme Ancient One. He was fine for now and hadn't shown any abnormalities.
However, if he didn't complete the mission quickly and completely become Huang Wen in this world, he would be discovered sooner or later.
Therefore, whether from the perspective of his own life safety, or from the perspective of inheriting Huang Wen's identity and thus having to sever his karmic ties, avenging Huang Hong and making the martial arts school flourish were both things Huang Wen should do.
"First, I'll disguise myself and scout the area around the karate dojo." Huang Wen quickly made a decision. After buying a hat, sunglasses, and a mask in Chinatown, Huang Wen left Chinatown and headed to Benson's karate dojo.
Before long, Huang Wen arrived near the karate dojo and observed it from a distance. This karate dojo was much livelier than Huang Wen's deserted Wing Chun martial arts school.
Dozens of people were practicing inside, but Benson was nowhere to be seen among them.
Although Benson was just the superficial leader pushed out by the Goryeon Gang, he was still a boss-level existence in the karate dojo. A Benson of this level naturally wouldn't casually come out to teach. The group of karate instructors he employed weren't there for nothing.
Huang Wen observed for a long time but didn't see any trace of Benson. However, he showed no signs of giving up or impatience. To avoid arousing suspicion, Huang Wen found a nearby coffee shop, chose a window seat, and watched the karate dojo from afar.
Although many people around him hadn't ordered coffee and were just sitting there pretending to work on their laptops, Huang Wen still ordered a cup of coffee, as he had nothing else to pass the time with.
Huang Wen remembered watching a stand-up comedy show in his previous life where a black man waiting for a friend in a coffee shop without ordering anything was reported to the police and taken away by the staff, while white people pretending to work were left alone.
In such a free country, such racial discrimination was naturally not uncommon. To avoid such incidents and unnecessary trouble, Huang Wen honestly drank his coffee, even though he felt it didn't taste as good as the instant coffee he made himself.
He waited until night fell and the streetlights came on. The exotic style gave Huang Wen a feeling of being in another world. It turned out he was no longer in his original world... "Hmm?" Just as Huang Wen's thoughts drifted, he saw that the karate dojo, which had gradually emptied out in the evening, was once again filled with many people entering one after another.
The most crucial point was that these people were not only dressed in suits but also mostly portly, clearly not there for proper karate training.
"The underground dark world!" A thought flashed through Huang Wen's mind.
Gambling, underground boxing, health care, and even sugar were not things the poor could afford, but in the eyes of some rich people, these were exciting pastimes and entertainment.
Therefore, this underground world of the Goryeon Gang was an excellent place of entertainment for these rich people. Every night, as the streetlights came on, a large number of people would come here.
This was no secret in this circle, and for those who were attentive, it wasn't a secret either.
This was also why even Uncle Zhong could inquire about some matters concerning the Goryeon Gang. No other reason, the Goryeon Gang was simply too famous in the vicinity.
"Hello, sir, we're about to close." A timid voice sounded in Huang Wen's ear. Huang Wen turned his head and saw a freckled, seemingly young waitress looking at him.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I was thinking about some things and forgot the time." Huang Wen smiled apologetically and stood up, "Aren't you open twenty-four hours?"
"Sorry, we're not." The waitress shook her head a little awkwardly, then reminded him again, "It's already 10:30 PM, and we're closing soon."
"Okay." Huang Wen nodded, got up, and left the coffee shop. Within a few steps, his figure disappeared from the waitress's sight.
"Hmm? Where did he go?" A hint of doubt flashed in the waitress's eyes. She subconsciously looked outside, then shivered and quickly returned to the coffee shop to clean up.
After leaving the coffee shop, Huang Wen walked into a dark alley and watched the karate dojo from a distance until dawn, when some wealthy people left one after another, looking tired and weary.
However, Huang Wen still didn't see Benson.
Huang Wen couldn't help but shake his head, yawn, and turn to leave. He returned to the martial arts school to rest for the morning, then set off again in the afternoon, came to the coffee shop, and continued to observe the movements at the karate dojo.
When the freckled waitress saw Huang Wen, she trembled with fright. She remembered Huang Wen's sudden disappearance yesterday, and a hint of fear flickered in her eyes.
However, after secretly observing Huang Wen for half a day, the freckled waitress's eyes turned to curiosity.
"Hello, my name is Paige. May I ask your name, sir?" After night fell, Paige walked up to Huang Wen again, finally unable to resist, and asked.
"Paige..." Huang Wen's mouth twitched. He had to admit that ever since being brainwashed by Peppa Pig, Huang Wen could no longer look at this name directly.
"Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Huang Wen. It's closing time, isn't it?" Huang Wen quickly regained his composure, smiled apologetically, and turned to leave the coffee shop.
"Huang? Wen? A Chinese person?" Paige pondered for a moment. When she looked up, she found that Huang Wen had disappeared again.
And Huang Wen, naturally, once again walked into the dark alley. Time passed minute by minute, and in a blink of an eye, the sky was once again filled with white light.
However, just when Huang Wen thought that he would have no Harvest tonight either, Huang Wen saw Benson, with a fawning smile, leading a portly man out of the karate dojo and respectfully seeing him off to his car.
After the portly man left, Benson wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked left and right, and walked away along the road...