Dragon Ball: This android is super strong

Chapter 180 Is Your Name Broly?

"I don't know if Xiyan is at home."

When he came to his door, No. 17 skillfully extended his thumb for fingerprint identification, then turned the doorknob and entered the house.

There was no one in the huge courtyard. Seeing the lighted No. 17, he headed towards the bedroom. As soon as he went up the stairs, he saw the beautiful figure that made him linger in his dreams.

Sneaking closer, reaching out to cover Xiyan's black jewel-like eyes, No. 17 approached the latter's earlobe, exhaled hot air and said softly.

The corners of the mouth instantly hooked into a crescent shape, Xi Yan burst into a smile, and his face overflowed with surprise.

Without answering No. 17's question, Xiyan turned around and buried her face in her warm bosom, hugging her tightly, refusing to let go.

"good!"

No. 17, who could not move, smelled the familiar and elegant fragrance, a trace of tenderness flashed in her dark eyes, patted Xiyan's fragrant shoulder, and comforted her.

"Have you eaten?"

"No!"

……

Waking up early by the alarm clock, the sleepy No. 17 couldn't help but feel upset at the thought of helping Goku deal with Broly later.

This goddamn Broly, I can't even sleep in.

No. 17, who suppressed the anger of getting up, left the warm harbor with difficulty.

When he walked to the bathroom, No. 17, who became more and more angry, put down the toiletries decisively and disappeared using teleportation.

"Who, what are you doing!"

Grabbing Broly with a confused face, No. 17 teleported to the vicinity of Baozi Mountain without saying a word, and threw the latter directly into the mountains with heavy rocks.

"It's you?"

Broly, who was thrown out like garbage, finally had a chance to see the face of No. 17 clearly, and roared angrily.

Back then, he was almost swallowed by the sun, and he remembered it clearly in his mind.

With cold eyes, breaking through the shackles of the rock, Broly crushed the rock in front of him and floated in the air.

Opening his hands, letting the stone-like powder scatter with the wind, Broly clenched his fists and glared at number 17.

Hmph, how dare you come to the door by yourself, you really don't know how to live or die!
"boom!"

Before Broly could speak, No. 17 raised his left foot and kicked hard on the solid chest, embedding the latter into the mountain again.

A large cloud of dust rose up, covering the line of sight, but this did not affect No. 17, which locked the enemy with air.

"Hmph, boring!"

Floating quietly in the air, No. 17 looked proud, letting the strong air waves blow his black hair.

At this moment, if you take off the cartoon couple pajamas on your body, the number 17 is absolutely cool.

Indifferently raised his arm, the maximum output power directly, a white energy shock wave, ejected from the palm of No. 17.

An endless stream of energy continuously washed over Broly, until the mountain in front of him turned into pieces and collapsed, before he stopped.

Wukong, who lives in Baozi Mountain, rushed over as soon as the battle started.

Seeing the devastated mountains, shock and doubt intertwined in Wukong's heart.

"Number 17, are you...?"

"Oh, ah ah ah ah!"

Emotionally violent Broly interrupted Wukong's question roughly with a roar that could pierce eardrums.

The yellow-green lightning jumped in the smoke, and Broly, who had transformed into Super Three, walked out of the ruins step by step with an unparalleled sense of oppression.

"Can you still move?"

Regardless of Wukong's skeptical gaze, Number 17 tilted his head, looking curiously at Broly's Super Three form.

Then, a stream of dust was set off, engulfed in countless rubble, and bent over to rush towards Broly.

"Oh!"

The sound of meat colliding violently came to Wukong's ears clearly from a long distance away.

The number 17 with a flashing figure, with an absolutely crushing posture, punched Broly to the opposite cliff.

"Let you disturb my sleep."

Hearing the strange words from No. 17's mouth, Broly was shocked, when did I bother you?
Looking at Broly's still bewildered and innocent eyes, No. 17 became even more angry, clasped his hands into fists, and slammed it on the head.

"call out!"

Broly, who fell to the ground, didn't even have a chance to catch his breath. No. 17, who jumped down from the sky, stepped heavily on him.

"Wow, vomit!"

The liver-colored Broly had exposed blue veins on his face, protruding eyeballs, and spit out dark green bile.

"Crack, click!"

There was a crisp fracture sound, and No. 17 stepped on Broly, leaned over and said coldly.

"Your name is Broly!"

"I heard that you want to destroy the world?"

"I haven't seen you for a while, I've improved my ability."

For the question, Broly kept silent, gritted his teeth and glared at number 17.

He made many efforts in secret, but he couldn't shake No. 17 in the slightest.

The reaction like a dead fish made No. 17 feel bored. Originally, he was still expecting Broly to explode into a small universe.

"Number 17, are you going to kill Broly?"

Wukong, who came here in the form of Liuguang, asked No. 17 with a changed expression.

"Early in the morning, if you have nothing to do, beat him up and tell him to be more honest."

Showing a warm smile, the 17th replied.

Broly and Wukong, who were lying on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief for an instant, and then turned their attention to number 17.

"That's it, it scared me."

Glancing at Broly, Goku continued.

"Broly, today was an accident, our agreement is still valid, but you made number 17 injured like this."

"I'm not taking advantage of others. You go back to recuperate for a month, and then come and compete with us."

"how?"

Taking a deep look at number 17, Broly said with a blushing voice.

"Okay, but I'm only fighting with you."

Hearing this, Wukong was taken aback for a moment, then looked towards No. 17, seeing the latter nodding, he said in relief.

"No problem, No. 17, let him go first."

"Broly, during this period of time, you can't kill humans, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety."

When he said these words, Wukong deliberately kept his eyes on No. 17.

"understood."

Looking at No. 17 pressing on him like a mountain, Broly said with a blank expression, accepting his fate.

"Well, that's right."

Number 17 was quite satisfied with Broly's attitude, so he showed mercy and asked him to stand up and speak.

The rather aggrieved Broly immediately flew to the sky after regaining his freedom, and shouted at Wukong and No. 17.

"I will definitely be back!"

Then opened the protective cover and flew straight to the vast universe.

Wukong, who had reacted, said intermittently, in disbelief.

"Broly, did he run away?"

"If you can't beat it, why don't you run away?"

Looking up at Broly who has turned into a black dot, No. 17 doesn't think so.

Even if Broly makes a comeback in the future, if he can easily defeat this time, he will definitely be fine next time.

Sprinkle water.

"Okay, the problem is solved, I'm going back to sleep, goodbye."

No. 17, who was sleepy, yawned and disappeared in front of Wukong.

Thinking back to No. 17's big dark circles, Wukong couldn't help but smack his lips.

"You should control it, no, there are no children on the 17th."

Wukong, who was looking around the battlefield, suddenly slapped his forehead and said regretfully.

"Damn, I forgot to ask number 17 just now, when should I go to learn the super four transformation."

"Forget it, just wait a few days!"

(End of this chapter)