How do I fall in love with NO.18 in Dragon Ball

Chapter 162
this day.

Most of the people on the earth are sitting in front of the TV, watching a program in which Satan, the world fighting champion, is featured.

now.

He was dressed majestically in white, with a golden belt wrapped around his waist, and his dark and muscular muscles looked very powerful.

"drink!"

Satan let out a low growl, his face flushed red, and he pulled a bus behind him, slowly moving towards the center of the stage.

"It's Mister Satan!

Mr. Satan, our world fighting champion!

My God viewers, what do we see now?
It's a car, Mr. Satan actually walked out calmly with the bus! "

The voice of the host in the center of the stage was passionate, and the audience was also very excited under his explanation.

On the huge stage, nearly [-] spectators roared wildly.

"Satan! Satan! Satan!"

"Champion! Champion! Champion!"

"Roar!"

Reluctantly pulling the bus to the center of the stage, Satan regained his majestic and relaxed look, and raised his gold medal belt with both hands to face all the audience.

"Hi everyone, I am Mr. Satan, the world fighting champion!"

His voice naturally has a deep majesty, coupled with a body of muscles, height and champion status that are different from ordinary people.

He does look strong.

Immediately, everyone present was boiling again, shouting crazily, as if they wanted to transform fear into worship of Satan.

"Mr. Satan, it seems that everyone admires you very much, what do you think of Shalu?

Are you going to play in Cell's game? The other two Cell called their names and asked to participate in the game. Who are they and how strong are they? Do you have any unique insights? "

The master came to Satan and raised the microphone to ask questions.

"Shalu is just a ridiculous guy, he is not as scary as everyone imagines."

Satan put on the golden belt, folded his hands and closed his eyes with a cold look.

"It's because Sharu is not scary, or Mr. Satan is full of confidence. You must know that Sharu has destroyed many cities, and even the local army finds it difficult."

The host continued to ask questions.

"Ha ha……"

Satan smiled disdainfully, slowly opened his eyes and shook his head and said firmly: "Destroying the city is a kind of magical fog, similar to biological and chemical weapons, as for the local army, they are too underestimating the enemy.

Of course, Sharu is still very dangerous for ordinary people, but there is my world champion, Mr. Satan.

He is just a clown, I can defeat him at any time, so you don't have to worry too much. "

The words fall.

There was a moment of silence, when Satan was a little flustered, deafening screams and shouts rolled in.

"Satan! Satan! Satan!"

"Savior! Savior! Savior!"

Later, the shouting changed, or it was the work of Satan's agent, or people thought that Satan was hope.

In short, some people have begun to put the name of the savior on him.

With the broadcast of this well-known TV program, more and more people on the earth have raised hope in Satan.

Believe that with further publicity, Satan will become what everyone wants.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the TV station is becoming more and more intense, and Babidi and the others are also choosing a suitable city, preparing to cast their magic to inform most people.

Orange Star City.

Inside the villa.

Ning Su and La Zili sat on the sofa together, and the big TV in front was playing a program.

"This person is really ignorant, and people on earth are too shallow for martial arts." Looking at Satan in the TV show, La Zili looked cold and shook her head indifferently at him and the fanatical audience.

madness.

ignorance.

Deceiving the world and stealing names.

This is her view of Satan.

"I think this person is very interesting. If he can admit that martial arts is not a trick, then basically no one will think that martial arts is a trick."

Ning Su stretched out his arm to hold her waist, walked gently, and looked at Satan in the TV with a look of interest on his face.

He wants to complete the live broadcast task.

I feel that if Satan admits everything, then other people will not have any doubts, and it seems very interesting.

"Where is the real hand?"

Pressing and kneading her hand, Lazili's earlobe was pink and her body was numb and weak.With difficulty, she clamped her legs between her troubled big hands, and glanced at Ning Su coldly.

The time was wrong and the atmosphere was not good, so Ning Su didn't continue to flirt.

Otherwise, both of them will be uncomfortable.

He smiled softly, kissed Lazili's smooth forehead, and watched TV quietly.

now.

The atmosphere on the TV became more and more intense.

Facing the audience excitedly, the host shouted: "Dear audience friends, next Mr. Satan will show us his special skills."

"That's... splitting tiles with bare hands!"

"One-time 17 yuan!"

"The previous record was held by Mr. Satan, can he break his own record this time?

let us wait and see! "

The host's excited voice fell, and the audience became even more crazy. The roars and shouts could lift the roof off.

"Satan! Satan! Satan!"

"Savior! Savior! Savior!"

Amidst the shouts and praises, the 17-yuan stacked tiles were moved in front of Satan by the staff.

With a majestic and confident smile on his face, Satan flung the shawl behind him very gracefully, revealing his proud muscles.

Looking at the tall tiles, Satan panicked. He had never split 17 yuan before.

Now facing so many people, he regretted bragging in front of his agent.

Seeing Satan hesitate, the host urged: "Mr. Satan can start, everyone is waiting to see your performance."

It seems to be responding to the host's words.

The audience at the scene shouted again.

"Satan! Satan! Satan!"

Burning emotions, sweat, and exhilarating sounds.

Satan felt suddenly empowered, he raised his hand and let out a majestic roar at everyone

"Roar--"

Then his face darkened, his eyes became sharp, and he raised his arm to chop down.

boom!
clack clack...

With the muffled sound and the breaking sound of the tiles, under everyone's attention, 17 pieces of 16 yuan tiles were broken!
"It's unbelievable that Mr. Satan split 16 tiles at once!
He broke his previous record! "

The host seemed to be shocked, carefully looked at the broken tiles and shouted excitedly.

"But it's a pity that there is still one tile that hasn't broken, but Mr. Satan still showed us the strength of the champion.

Now I am full of confidence that Mr. Satan can defeat Cell! "

The host's voice fell.

The audience was also completely excited, smashing 16 tiles with their bare hands and being able to pull the bus.

Satan is too strong in their eyes!

"Satan! Satan! Satan!"

"Savior! Savior! Savior!"

"Defeat Cell! Defeat Cell! Defeat Cell!"

Amidst the rolling sound waves, the corners of Satan's mouth raised. This feeling of being watched by everyone is really great.

He could foresee how booming his martial arts business would be in the future, and his name would resound throughout the entire earth.

As long as Sharu can be defeated, wealth, status, fame, and women.

These are all within reach.

Just as he was preparing to let out a majestic roar, to show his majesty and arrogance.

Just then.

Under the stage lights, a cloud of dark and uncomfortable magic energy appeared, and there was a cold laughter among the whirling and churning.

Everyone was taken aback looking at the black air.

"What's this?
Special effects of the program group, or special program props?

But after I saw it, I felt very uncomfortable.

Hello!Can you take this black lacquered prop away?

All blocked us from seeing Mr. Satan.

What are you doing, believe it or not, I am complaining to you, take it down quickly. "

All kinds of voices of doubt, displeasure, and threats intertwined, making the entire huge stadium noisy and buzzing.

The host also secretly contacted the director frantically, and then realized that this was not the arrangement of the show.

"Hey.

Your show is really terrible, it blocks the face of Mr. Satan, the world champion of fighting and the future savior.

This will make all the audience in front of the TV disappointed and angry. "

Seeing the black air expanding in mid-air and finally blocking himself in front of the camera, Satan was very upset, but he still smiled calmly on his face and his voice was low and graceful.

"Sorry Mr. Satan, we'll take care of that soon."

The host wiped his sweat and just made a promise when the black mist turned into a huge water curtain.

Looking at the changes in the demonic energy, as well as the existence of some people in the picture who are not human at first glance, with teasing and disdain on their faces, elegant smiles, and cold eyes.

Everyone present, as well as the humans in front of the TV, were stunned.

"It's Sharu!"

Some people looked at the pink and green inlaid parallel cells, which looked like jewel carvings, and mistakenly thought it was the arrival of the future cells.

"How could Sharu appear here, is he going to kill us all?

Run!
Sarah is here.

Ah... stop, you stepped on me.

Dad I'm afraid.

Damn Cell, I'm not afraid of you. "

……

The whole scene was in turmoil, and it is unknown how many people were injured in the stampede.

Scolded.

cry.

roar.

push.

stampede.

Babidi and the others couldn't see the chaos of human beings. At this moment, their group was in the sky above the city closest to Zhongdu.

Orange Star City.

Inside the villa.

Watching the TV, Ning Su's eyes were a little cold, but there was nothing he could do.

He didn't use teleportation to stop it. He knew that Babidi held a grudge, and he could stop it once but not twice or three times.

The only way to do it is to destroy it after five days, and then use the dragon ball to recover the loss.

Now that a conflict broke out, it was unwise to be honest. Their combat power was not yet comparable to Sharu and the others.

at this time.

Satan stood up on the TV, grabbed the host's microphone, and yelled at everyone.

"Don't panic, this is just a ridiculous technological trick, does this look like a movie to you?

Shalu didn't dare to come here in person at all. With me, Mr. Satan, he was so scared that he could only use such dirty methods. "

"As long as he dares to come, Mr. Satan, my world fighting champion, will beat him hard!"

Satan's voice was deep and powerful, gradually restoring order to the chaotic scene.

"It's not bad. Although people are a bit shameless and stupid, this natural leadership and fooling ability is still useful at critical moments."

"It's just that what's fake is fake, what's true is still true, how long will this situation last?"

Ning Su shook his head, stood up and sighed, he felt that he could do something.

(End of this chapter)