I Became Spider-Man's Cousin in Anime Crossover

Chapter 167 Reversing the Heavenly Gang, Xiaoyu Stands Up for Xiaochenglong

Looking at the way young Jackie Chan acted, as if he were a lecherous man eyeing a flirtatious young girl, Riley was filled with wariness and distrust towards him. He was only slightly taken aback before laughing and crying at the same time. He lamented that despite all his calculations, he hadn't anticipated that, in a sense, his first meeting with Uncle Jackie would result in such an impression.

But before Riley could speak, he tried to defend his innocence to Jackie Chan.

Two blond, blue-eyed children walked out of the school gate not far behind them. After looking around and spotting Jackie Chan, they began to mock him without restraint.

"Hahaha, did you hear what he said? It's indecent!"

"No wonder they call themselves the 'sick man of East Asia,' lacking in ability but full of rules and regulations, hahaha!"

"Who says otherwise? I used to think Bruce Lee's kung fu was real, but now it seems it was all hype from others!"

Clearly, even in 1972, Bruce Lee, who filmed "Fist of Fury," used his superb martial arts skills to tear down the "Sick Man of East Asia" plaque on screen, breaking the stereotype of Chinese people held by Europeans and Americans.

But how can we completely change their perception of Chinese people and get them to give up their racist ideas?

Even a rising kung fu superstar like Bruce Lee couldn't have achieved that in just a few years.

Even in the 21st century, the rabbit successfully rose to prominence and truly became one of the five great benefactors of the blue planet.

There's always a group of Western-worshipping sycophants, spineless and unable to stand up for themselves, who always like to blindly fawn over others. It's as if doing so will give them a sense of victory and a strange feeling of superiority.

Leaving aside foreign special forces movies where a single soldier takes on hundreds or even thousands of enemies, everyone applauds and cheers. But when it's our own side, and they've only taken down a dozen or so enemies, everyone's vehemently criticizing it, saying it's unreasonable for the protagonist not to die…

Even when making an animated film, they deliberately create a stereotypical image of squinty eyes to please foreigners and encourage their arrogance.

So, like Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan transferred from the Far East and naturally became an "outcast" at the school.

Especially after witnessing Jackie Chan's son easily leaping onto the wall like a superhero, they, knowing they couldn't do it themselves, couldn't help but feel jealous and started to provoke him.

Of course, in their minds, these unfamiliar faces from the East are all humble and cowardly, and they will only silently endure being scolded. They are perfect free punching bags, which is why they dare to mock them so brazenly.

But they never expected that they would run into a brick wall today.

"The Sick Man of East Asia... I don't really like that title. Have you forgotten how, in the Korean War, our well-equipped pampered young men were beaten so badly they cried for their parents, begging for God's help, and even got hit by two big slaps?"

Looking at his son, Jackie Chan, who had just been scolded and was outnumbered and outmatched, and not wanting to involve his family in such a small conflict, he could only clench his fists and silently endure the abuse, even though he was furious and fully capable of beating those two blind brats to a pulp.

Riley frowned slightly, a nameless anger rising in his heart.

He then crossed his arms, relying on his reincarnated Western appearance, and acted as a mouth double for Jackie Chan, mercilessly mocking and retorting. Then, turning to Xiaoyu, who was equally furious, he continued speaking meaningfully.

"If you've forgotten this fear, let me remind you of it now... Xiaoyu, show them what you, as a fellow Chinese, can do?"

"No problem, that's exactly what I was waiting for!"

As soon as Riley finished speaking, Xiaoyu, who had known Riley for so long and understood his personality to some extent, showed an excited smile of eager anticipation.

The next second, the magic of the rabbit talisman erupted instantly, turning Xiaoyu into a ghost that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and she started circling around the two little kids.

This scene, which defies common sense, left those two fools, who had been speaking arrogantly and acting as if they were fearless, trembling with fear on the spot.

The good news is that Xiaoyu despises these two idiots, who only bully the weak and fear the strong. Beating them up would only dirty her hands, so she never bothered to lay a hand on them.

The bad news is that when Jade stopped moving at high speed and returned to Riley's side...

The two foreigners, still shaken, suddenly felt a chill when they saw the somewhat familiar-looking clothes in Xiaoyu's hand.

When they subconsciously became curious and looked down to examine the scene, the two of them let out a scream like pigs being slaughtered.

It turned out that Xiaoyu had stripped them completely naked in those few seconds! She hadn't even left them with their underwear!

"How...how dare you do this!"

"Waaah... This is so unfair! I'm going to tell the teacher and get you expelled!"

For Westerners, performing "performance art" in public is a great disgrace.

As a result, these children, who were already just kids, were completely overwhelmed and their defenses crumbled.

After covering her vitals with both hands and making a show of threats with a fierce but weak exterior, she could no longer control her emotions. Crying and shouting, she turned around and rushed towards the teacher's office.

"Wow, that's definitely satisfying... But aren't you going to stop them? If they bring the teacher, you're in big trouble! If you run into a teacher who's also biased, you could really be expelled!"

Meanwhile, Jackie Chan, who witnessed the whole thing, tried his best to control himself, but the ever-upturned corners of his mouth betrayed his true feelings of great satisfaction.

This is why, while feeling a sense of closeness to the two strangers who inexplicably called him "uncle," young Jackie Chan couldn't help but worry about them.

"What's there to be afraid of? Anyway, I don't study at this school... at least, not back in the 1970s."

Despite Jackie Chan's worries, Xiao Yu, who had just casually tossed two sets of clothes into the trash can like garbage, seemed completely unconcerned.

With his hands on his hips, he thought about how his classmates, no matter how much he pleaded, refused to believe him until Felicia stepped forward to prove his innocence.

Having spent so much time with Riley, Xiaoyu, who was somewhat influenced by him, smiled and revealed the same shrewd smile as Riley.

"Besides, even if you saw it with your own eyes, you'd find it utterly absurd. So, even if they were telling the whole truth, how many people would actually believe them?"

Of course, at this moment, Xiaoyu thought that she had just helped Xiaochenglong vent his anger and done a trivial little thing.

But what she didn't know was...

On the other hand, in the original timeline...

Uncle Long, who thought that Xiaoyu, who had been getting up early to go to school, had finally grown up and no longer needed his care, was now on the phone with a bitter face, talking to his father.

"Jackie Chan! You're such a bad uncle!"

"Huh? Dad? Why do you say that?"

"Xiaoyu's teacher just called me and said that Xiaoyu didn't go to school today!"

"What? How is that possible! I saw her with her own eyes, carrying her schoolbag, going to school first thing in the morning!"

"There's one more thing! When you were Xiaoyu's age, you were much less of a worry for me than she was! At least you never skipped class, and I've never heard of you having any conflicts with your classmates at school!"

"Oh, of course not, Dad... Don't worry, I'll go find Xiaoyu right now!"

After a conversation, Uncle Long, like Riley, was amazed that Jade was such a "surprise" to him, and then hung up the phone with a helpless expression.

But soon, inspired by his father's complaints, Uncle Long seemed to remember something. He muttered to himself as he raised his right hand, his eyes strangely scrutinizing the smooth, unblemished skin of his elbow.

"Never had any conflicts with classmates... That's strange. I remember being bullied on my first day after transferring schools when I was little. And afterwards, I was often ostracized and isolated by those two bad guys..."

"Speaking of which, this spot on my arm should have left a scar from falling hard when I failed to climb over the wall, but now there's no trace of it at all..."

"Could it be that I'm getting old and remembering incorrectly?"