Professional Documents
Culture Documents
A Novel
By
Charles J. Lee
KUNG-FU FOR DHARMI/Epigraph
CHAPTER 1--PURSUERS
all Karls and Ottos was invented by Karl Otto Daimler. These
“I’m talking about how you handle Ottos and Karls!” Cindy
squeeze into tight spots. Since it is open, you can fall off if
you are not careful. When we were dating, you took me out for
“Oh.”
horses. You never have to worry about falling off. A Karl can
in manly fashion.
“It is... aah!” Cindy had turned back to look at the road.
“You have been driving this Karl as though it was our Otto,
“You fought with some man in a bar, and now his gang is
after you?”
“No.”
him within three moves and he fled. Then two Collectors came for
your debts. I drove them off in ten moves. But the Collectors
“Home prices fell. We now owe more than our house is worth.
finances...”
“As you know,” Michael sighed, “We both owe money on our
driver.
Cindy laughed, but her face showed that she was not
convinced.
“Why don’t you seek help from your brother first? Doesn’t
Said I get drunk too often, get into fights, the like.”
nickname. Said I had spoiled the family name. Made him lose
“Oh yes!” Cindy laughed. “You were still quite the party
guy.”
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in time that she was in a Karl. She stopped her fist a hair’s
breadth from the roof, which was very fortunate for the roof.
me.”
“So he heard the news and went through the roof?” Cindy
grinned.
old Karl by the roadside. He assumed the Karl had broken down,
quickly and came straight at Michael and Cindy. There were three
unshaven men inside, and one held up a document with a grin that
Karl could outrun the Collectors’ Karl. But then Michael looked
“Say again?”
dangerous.”
Click-click-click-click-click.
Click-click-click-click-click.
“Not if I can help it,” Cindy said coldly from inside the
Karl. “You don’t think that Michael Lee’s wife knows kung-fu?”
arm. Then a strange gray tone began spreading all over the arm.
“What the...”
rock-hard fist.”
“Rock... oh no! You are Cindy Roth, ‘The Rock’!” The oldest
Collector exclaimed.
like this?”
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“Um...”
“Your master?”
clothes on.”
I was sick. Drank more bowls of black and brown stuff than I
could count.”
“Oh, no!” Michael squeezed his eyes shut. “Did they taste
that said Cauliflower Country. “I’m sick of the tofu and bean
“It’s not called the Land of Fruits and Nuts for nothing.”
defeats the Creditors for me, we can leave this horrible place,”
The heat and horrible food were no problem for me. But when it
came to the ice, I just decided to give up. I hate being cold.”
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either.”
unreasonable Creditors.”
the road.
can’t fight.”
“Nah. Their kung-fu types are physical. They don’t have the
“takes effort and time to maintain. And Cindy just gave birth to
“So...”
their families.
kung-fu isn’t limited to her fists and feet like mine. Sharon
can make her face hard as stone, so she wins slapping contests
a tree, “Grandpa was ranting and the whole house could hear him.
“Sounds scary,” Michael said with the tone of a man who had
“Because I let you win all the time,” Cindy leaned her head
with that Cindy poked Michael in the ribs, “but I can’t say no
sour pork...”
demanded.
insisted.
“Go elsewhere.”
likely.
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The two groups almost came to blows, but the tall man who
strategy.
“I’m from HQ and the highest ranking here. I’ll take charge
Collector said.
“My father also had some choice words about our marriage,”
Michael said.
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“Like?”
“Go ahead.”
said that if our kids take after you, they’ll all have noses
like Jackie.”
“Let’s see what we can do for them,” Cindy said as she got
and Cindy could fight their way out from this encirclement,
“What’s...”
Collector.
commanded.
Michael Lee stood firm with legs apart and knees slightly
Pow!
Bish!
Wham!
Tunk!
shin. But it turned out that Michael knew more than just Drunken
legs and feet, but none succeeded. Michael took sure, firm steps
that left no opening for anyone. Anyone who came too close was
away.
blocked it with her arm. There was a tremendous Blam! and the
stick broke.
arm of rock!”
drinking. That prevented him from using his most powerful skill,
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“Where are you taking us?” Cindy cried out when she noticed
said.
struggling helplessly.
who don’t quit, our queue for organ recipients is pretty long.
“No, no,” the Collector said with the gentle smile of a mad
searched her memory, but she had been woozy from various drugs
something.”
So you remember!”
“Huh?”
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should default. And that’s what we’re here to get from you.”
“How much she loses doesn’t matter. It’s how much we take
“Good try,” the head Collector smiled. “But we’re not some
of Prait, Gridde and Villarst. They made sure to define, for the
internal organs.”
selling eggs from models,” Michael said with disgust. “So you
couple with horror. They would have joined hands for mutual
the injuries that Michael had given him, “Your husband can’t
protect you. So he loses face. Two faces lost for the price of
one, hahaha!”
unethical ways, their greed and their bad jokes. But they were
“Only one.”
The Collector reached into the back of the Karl and took
one of the babies out of the car seat. The other Collectors were
busy removing Cindy and Michael’s luggage. These might have some
“You want to take it?” The man asked as he slowed his Karl
squalling.
“Hell, no!” The woman turned around and glared at the man.
“The last time you tried picking up a stolen Karl, you got
“Ah, but I got away, didn’t I?” The man grinned, showing
It was her reason for marrying the man in the first place, and
the same reason she had spent half her life regretting.
“We shouldn’t try to make off with the Karl itself. It’s
beer cans,” the man responded. But he stepped on the brake. The
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a shuddering halt.
babies.
for a while.
investment.”
infant out.
us?”
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responded tersely.
“Oh yes, I forgot. You are the one doing most of the work…”
the man began, but the woman gave him a contemptuous look that
shut him up. The man began walking back to his Karl.
you at six hundred a month for us,” the woman crackled as she
touched the baby’s nose. “Or we would have left you here to
starve too.”
City. It was late in the day, but his clothes looked as though
they were freshly ironed. Not one hair was out of place on the
roasted here.”
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please.”
something in the way the compact man looked made him hold back.
bars.
was not even thinking that this small man could be anyone famous
#
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cigarettes, or even a cigar case. The man opened the case, but
The bartender was at the end of the bar, but the flash of
embossed on them.
The bartender put down his weapon, but his heart rate
monogram from where he was standing, the bartender now knew who
foul language, was always neatly dressed, who never drank let
alone throw up after drinking. A man who said his pleases and
ever called him Fred. His enemies were many, and they called him
Regulator.
lemonade by moving the glass with just the tips of his fingers.
More men had begun entering the bar. These were tough,
powerful men, some so tall that they had to stoop to enter and
did not hesitate or break their stride when they saw a small man
seated in the middle of the bar counter with empty chairs beside
him. When they came near and noticed the silver chopsticks with
the bar.
Not one of the men made a u-turn and a hasty exit, though.
normal pace towards a seat far from The Regulator. Showing fear
and making a hasty departure would have been out of place. The
Be patient.
other. He looked down at his plate and found that the peanuts
were finished. He glanced forward and saw that his lemonade was
Regulator called for the bill. The bartender did not raise an
eyebrow when The Regulator paid exactly what was on the bill.
After he left the bar, the Regulator got onto his Otto and
bad feeling chilled his bones. But being the Regulator, he did
not show his feelings. He parked his Otto and got off, warily
rental. But he saw the empty baby seats inside the Karl – all
empty except for one baby who looked a lot like a boy from the
twitched slightly.
never have abandoned a baby just like this! They must have been
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“No!”
he howled to heaven and earth, vowing to find and rescue his old
friend. He beat his chest and cursed whoever was cruel enough to
Now, how did Michael and Cindy vanish? Who took them, and
how?
might be responsible.
The Collectors!
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Michael Lee had talked about fearing pursuit for his debts.
more. The Regulator had given his tentative opinion, but had yet
looked and saw the thick stack of papers a Collector had tossed
him to read dense manuals and sacred tomes filled with abstract
no mistake.
flipping through to the last page and read every single Final
driver’s seat.
he had read.
vowed. After carefully strapping the baby seat into his Otto,
and more baroque than baroque. The walls were covered with
ivy was falling apart. Some of the windows were boarded up with
and restored, indeed!” He said coldly and marched past the rusty
armed guard approaching him from the left. This man looked as
a thin man with greasy hair, greasy skin and a couple of mean
thin guard.
“They are always asking for the same things. More time,
The Regulator did not move, but his eyes swept swiftly from
man in a suit and tie and seemingly without any weapons. “Oho!”
“Then fight with me!” The thin guard grinned. He was nearly
easy fight.
“Stand aside!” The Regulator waved his arm. “Or face the
consequences!”
truncheons and batons. The Regulator let the guards make their
portly guard and slammed him face first against a tree trunk.
The guard crumpled onto the ground, out colder than leftover
turkey after the holiday season. The tall, thin guard charged
forward, but the Regulator moved to one side, sweeping one foot
along the ground. The tall, thin guard tripped violently and was
probably forty years old but looked fifty, and she was
demanded.
into the nearest office, where he grabbed a clerk and lifted him
The Regulator marched out into the hallway with the clerk
carpet. A little cloud of dust rose all around the hapless man.
set of twin doors. He tried the handles, and when he found them
locked, he simply let out a roar and slammed his palms against
the doors.
that heroes could smash their way past barriers when pursuing
locked fast by a thick metal bolt, they simply fell off their
enjoyed it. They were cheering so loudly that they did not even
“What have you people done with Michael Lee and Cindy Roth?”
A silence followed.
“We don’t...”
Crash!
that followed.
as the Regulator.
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take them in. But they were taken away from us in turn.”
are the Collectors. You people are famous for your Grab and Hold
believe us!”
“I’m a monkey’s uncle, aunt and son all at the same time if
greedy, you will dig up dead bodies and strip them of body parts
to sell!”
looking on his face. The Regulator waved his hand, striking the
man with his fingertips. The Collector was sent flying backwards
second man. This Collector looked afraid, but stood his ground.
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was evident that he was close to believing this man, but nobody
dared suggest that the Regulator was a monkey’s uncle, aunt and
“Yes, yes, South of the Border,” the man said. He could not
“No, no...”
But the Eleven... no way he was going to have contact with them.
They were called the Eleven Evil Entities, not the Eleven Evil
that no normal human beings did. It was said that they were
wild goose chase, I want to know why the Eleven Evil Entities
“Uh...”
a slick answer.
“The Eleven...”
why the Evil Entities would want Michael Lee and his wife. And
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he was hungry, but the baby was not. Less than an hour out of
hold off until he could find a proper hospital to drop off the
baby. But he did not pass any hospital, and the baby’s cries
grew louder.
turning his ears deaf. Unable to shut off the crying sounds, he
she smiled and took out the cleanest, least creased menu and
Meats: The Flesh with Daredevilled Eggs, Ziggy Pork Chops, Super Rabbit
Garnishers...
eagerly.
than the average Karl and sported a face that reminded the
“You can barely read and write,” the Regulator tapped the
menu.
math, you can’t understand the more advanced kung-fu tomes and
of society.”
an advanced academy?”
and racked his mind for an answer. At last he said: “At least Li
Michael Lee...
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from the Creditors? And hope to pay back before they send their
least stay long enough to get a diploma from Hai’s School. The
“They teach nothing but book stuff,” the cook replied. “And
Real World.”
“My Real World is not the same as your Real World,” the
cook shrugged.
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addressing the Regulator. “To him, the Real World is filled with
tough teenage boys. Hai’s School doesn’t teach the right kung-fu
specks of grease and food bits to fly out. The Regulator swiftly
Regulator had not even wrinkled the suit while making his move.
addressed the cook. “When you learn such high levels of kung-fu,
you can do almost anything. You can lead a company. You can head
different approach.
lifted his napkin. “But with the right kung-fu, dirt won’t even
stick to you.” And the Regulator twitched his wrist. It was the
grease and food were tossed off the napkin instantly. The
Regulator now showed both the cook and the waitress his
the napkin had been very greasy, but no stains were visible on
The waitress was wide-eyed with excitement. “How did you make it
so clean?”
Allows you to move dirty items off any surface. You won’t soil
some way to get into an advanced kung-fu academy. There are such
And now the Regulator closed his hand and raised a finger like a
times.”
saw the Regulator as a typical adult. One who did not understand
day!”
here, kick there, shove here, poke there; slam this, smash that,
hit this, box that...” The cook’s hands started moving about
menacingly.
fighting.”
energy. And you need to practice what you just learned. But,
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threatening.”
down the spatula. “When I got in Hai’s School, they had just
case the Regulator did not understand the slang the cook was
using.
“... and there were still duels and gang fights all the
concluded.
mildly.
Once both the Regulator and the infant had finished their
over the horizon. Her pleasant and caring face was clouded over.
The cook picked up the napkin that the Regulator had used
Ten-See, he said?”
diner for years, she knew that not everyone who crossed the