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Chapter 178 Biko is numb
Turtle Immortal's hut.

Turtle Sennin, Klin and Sun Wukong were having a good conversation. Although the three met relatively late in this time and space, they got along very well in terms of personalities.

"Husband, someone disabled my warehouse security system."

Bulma quietly passed the information to Sun Wukong. She had just been sitting in the corner of the sofa wandering around and was actually monitoring her own warehouse. However, she did not expect that someone could actually crack the warehouse security system she had set up by herself.

In the official setting of the Dragon Ball world, her mind is absolutely the best in the world. As long as she wants to invent something, she can probably do it, which is comparable to my power of thinking.

Sun Wukong responded calmly: "It doesn't matter. With such a mind, it doesn't matter if they take away some things." The items in the warehouse were basically nothing except six dragon balls and some props made by Bulma's imagination. If it is lost, it is lost.

"Master Link was awakened." Bulma replied faintly.

Sun Wukong stood up subconsciously.

"What's wrong, Goku?" Krillin was talking about something interesting, and asked in surprise when he saw his new friend suddenly stand up.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Wutian, Klin, Bulma and I have something to do-" Sun Wukong and Bulma said as they flew out of the window in a hurry.

Kame Sennin stroked his beard with a happy smile on his face. Seeing that the new generation of martial arts masters were so powerful, he felt not only a little regretful, but also more happy. He murmured in a low voice: "That guy Gohan is really I found a good grandson."

Klin scratched his bald head and asked, "Master, can I practice that physical training technique?" He knew how powerful the other party was when they first met to spar, and he was even more excited after getting the training method.

"Nonsense, it's not just you, the old man and I want to practice together." Turtle Immortal knocked on his apprentice's head with a thud.

Then I naturally turned on the TV and the aerobics program had started.

"Master, didn't you mean -" Klin said, covering his head with a bulging red envelope.

Kame Sennin looked at the TV with a squinted look, "Don't be in a hurry, finish your aerobics first and then do anything else."

At this time, Sun Wukong and his wife, who were high in the sky outside, were heading home at high speed. They really didn't expect that the thief would dare to rush in so boldly, disable the security system, and wake up the sleeping Master Link...

With the strength of the two of them, in just 5 minutes, even the aerobics program was not over, and they had already returned home to Xidu.

At a glance in the sky, he spotted Link taking a nap in the back garden, as well as the blue-skinned dwarf and the beautiful girl in military uniform guarding the six dragon balls in front of the warehouse door.

Seeing the two thieves being so arrogant, Sun Wukong couldn't help but feel a little bit amused, but as long as it didn't really disturb the master, and the home wasn't damaged, the anger in his heart subsided. He took his wife's arm and the two of them landed together.

"Hurry up and hand over the dragon ball!" Pilaf shouted impatiently after seeing the two of them.

Bulma stepped forward, shook the four-star dragon ball in her hand, and deliberately teased him: "What if I don't give it to you?"

"Dance!" Pilaf was so frightened that he stepped back behind his subordinates and said with his eyes out.

Wu straightened her chest, pointed to the old rice cooker at her feet, and said, "If you don't give the Dragon Ball to King Pilaf, I will release the legendary Demon King Piccolo who almost ruled the world!"

"The Great Demon King Piccolo -" Before he finished speaking, Bulma's figure shook, and the rice cooker suddenly appeared in her hand. She said with a playful smile on her face: "You are saying that there is a Great Demon King sealed in this thing. ?" She curiously turned over the yellow talisman attached to it.

At this time, Pilaf got out of the taxi and knelt on the ground side by side with Wu, and apologized loudly: "I'm sorry, we were wrong."

These two...how should I put it, they were a little too quick. "Stab"

Bulma casually tore off the yellow talisman on the rice cooker. She felt an evil aura inside, but it didn't seem very strong.

The two Pilafs were shocked. While the Suns and Mrs. Sun were looking at the black rice cooker, they quickly got into the warehouse.

"Hahahaha, I'm Piccolo——"

"Peng!" A green man just flew out of the rice cooker and was yelling when Sun Wukong slapped him to the ground. "Shut up, you loser."

The old Demon King Piccolo was about to look fiercely at his attacker when he felt two terrifying auras and immediately retreated to the edge of the warehouse with his hands open and a vigilant expression on his face.

The auras of this man and woman were so powerful that he couldn't imagine how he could win, but how could he, the majestic demon king, surrender to two humans?

"So weak." Bulma sighed without any discrimination or condescension. A big demon king who almost ruled the world was so weak... His strength was similar to that of the aunt next door who often played mahjong with Mrs. Breeve.

Sun Wukong nodded in approval, and just as he was about to say something, Piccolo couldn't bear the humiliation anymore, so he opened his hand and fired a magic light cannon.

"Pfft~"

The magic light cannon, powerful enough to destroy a city, went silent in the air. Link walked over sleepily and asked, "Wukong, isn't the banquet in the back garden?"

"Haha, haha, ha~" Sun Wukong smiled awkwardly.

Bulma directly and decisively stepped forward to control Piccolo, tearing the big devil with his breath. He showed a stiff smile and added: "Yes, Master Link, we have temporarily decided to move the banquet to the warehouse, which is closer to where you sleep. Come on, what would you like to eat..."

She used a soft tone to quietly persuade her master, who had just woken up, to think about something.

"Oh." Link threw his head back and fell to the ground, and fell asleep with a cry. It was not the usual time to wake up, and he was led to think about something. It was normal to fall asleep on the spot.

Sun Wukong stepped forward and carried his master back to the room. He was the only one present who could get close. Others would have been attacked by Link's instinct. No one on earth could withstand it. After a while, he quietly left the room. He came out of the building, carefully lifted the smashed aircraft, and then knocked politely on the warehouse door.

Pilaf and Wu walked out of it obediently. There was no way they could be stronger than others. The big devil had been tortured so miserably. What could they do as two pitiful and helpless villains?

Bulma carried Piccolo and Wu like chickens, Sun Wukong held the scrapped aircraft in one hand, and Pilaf in the other hand. The group quickly flew away from Brive's house.

[Such an insult—such an insult—]

Piccolo, who was shaking in the air, felt like his head was going to explode. His anger was uncontrollable. He had already thought of countless ways to torture the couple in the future, and then...

He sensed the human aura in the western capital that was comparable to his.

Nasty, really numb.

　Sorry, it's a bit laggy, I'll still update one today, and I'll resume normal two updates from tomorrow until the end.

　　The day after tomorrow, which is Monday, I should post a new book, that’s it…

　　
　
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