Dragon Ball Grandmaster Tianjin Rice

Chapter 69 Why is it always me who gets hurt

"It just so happens that it's almost noon, why don't you go to my house for a meal?"

Seeing Piccolo refusing to eat the apple, Tianjin Fan took advantage of the opportunity and offered to have lunch together.

"Damn it, don't push yourself too far!
An apple is fine, let's go to your house for lunch, who do you think I am, Big Devil Piccolo?
Humph, no, I'll prepare it myself. "

Piccolo decisively rejected Tianjin Fan's proposal.

Is he shameless than the Great Demon King?How could he promise Tianjin Fan to eat at his house?

Seeing that Piccolo refused simply, Tianjin Fan didn't force it.

Anyway, Piccolo has decided to practice here for a long time now, and the future will be long. He has plenty of opportunities to carry out his own plans.

For Piccolo, who is underdeveloped, he needs to find opportunities to make up for him.

The fact is exactly the same. When Piccolo and Tianjin Fan became neighbors, Tianjin Fan would come to visit with various ingredients prepared by himself every now and then during his leisure time.

And Piccolo always said no every time like this, and often ordered Tianjin Fan to evict customers, but his body accepted all kinds of ingredients of Tianjin Rice one by one very honestly.

Of course, in Piccolo's own view, this kind of contradictory behavior may still be for the sake of his own ambition.

A year passed in the blink of an eye, near Baozi Mountain, Tianjin Fan and Piccolo were waiting.

This day is the day Wukong and the others come back from King King.

Tianjin Fan was very curious about the effect of his one-year practice on King King, and Piccolo was equally curious.

Just to avoid Wukong and the others mistakenly thinking that they are very familiar with Tianjin Fan, Piccolo kept a distance of four or five meters from Tianjin Fan while waiting.

"Pick, how strong do you think Wukong and the others will become after practicing on Kaiwangxing for a year?"

Tianjin Fan waited for a while and saw that no one had spoken, so he chatted with Piccolo first.

"Who knows? But no matter how strong they become, I must have surpassed them!"

Piccolo folded his arms, his originally cold face showed a confident smile after hearing Tianjin Fan's question.

But after answering Tianjin Fan, he suddenly realized that this is not Penguin Hill.

"Hmph, don't talk to me, I don't want to be misunderstood by others about how close we are!"

Piccolo snorted and turned his head to the left, as if he didn't want to take care of Tianjin rice.

"Hey, what does it matter? Anyway, they haven't come back now, and no one will see it.

On the contrary, if we don't chat, are we just hanging around here? "

Tianjin Fan doesn't take Piccolo's pretended alienation seriously.

Although it has been nearly a year since then, Piccolo has still stubbornly insisted on his ambition to be a big devil.

But the words of Piccolo, who had a dark history of Sun's nanny in Tianjin Fan's memory, were not convincing at all.

Piccolo was a little moved when he heard Tianjin Fan's words.

Although he didn't show it, he was very curious and looking forward to how much progress Wukong and others could make.

Piccolo thought it would be nice to be able to hear what Tianjin Fan had to say before they came back.

Thinking of this, Piccolo turned his head back, wanting to answer Tianjin Fan's inquiry first, and to draw out Tianjin Fan's idea.

However, just as he was about to speak, powerful and familiar auras suddenly appeared not far away.

It's Sun Wukong and they're back!
Realizing this, Piccolo quickly dismissed the idea of ​​chatting with Tianjin Fan, and turned sideways to maintain his aloof appearance.

If Tianjin Fan didn't know it well, he would have thought Piccolo wasn't familiar with him at all.

Wukong, Yamcha, and Kelin returned to Earth with confidence and anticipation.

"It's true that it has become a lot stronger, but it's still worse than me."

Piccolo felt the qi in the bodies of the three, with a hint of complacency on his face.

In the past nine months, although he has to endure the situation of being neighbors with Tianjin Fan every day, the speed of cultivation has indeed improved by leaps and bounds.

Compared with himself when the battle just ended a year ago, Piccolo felt that his combat power should be close to 9000 points now.

Although it is still a lot lower than the 10000 points of Tianjin Fan he heard from Raditz, he is very satisfied with the speed of his practice in the past half a year.

If it wasn't for Tianjin Fan's progress this year, Piccolo might have challenged Tianjin Fan once before coming here.

Now he felt the qi in Wukong and the others, and found that their strength had also improved a lot compared to a year ago, but they were still slightly worse than himself.

Among them, Wukong is the closest to his own strength. If the strength of Qi is used to estimate the combat power points, it is about 8000 points.

Kelin's progress rate is slightly faster than Yamcha's, so the gap in strength between the two has basically been filled at this time, and they are both around 3000 points.

From this point of view, if Raditz came here now, there would be no way to pose any threat to them.

"Hmph, alien monkeys are nothing more than that, and sooner or later the earth will belong to me, the Great Demon King Piccolo."

Piccolo thought of the difficult battle a year ago, and felt that it was not worth mentioning at this time.

He had an urge to challenge Wukong immediately, but the strength of the two sides was still relatively close, so he felt that it was not the time yet.

In case Yamcha and Kelin come to mix again at that time, he is not sure of winning.

Besides, he didn't know when the next batch of Saiyans would arrive, so Piccolo hesitated for a moment, and finally restrained his inner impulse to postpone the challenge.

"Wukong, Klin, are you back?"

Bulma and the others were still waiting at Wukong's house before, and they were just in charge of giving these girls Feng's dumplings, and they sent the news back as soon as Wukong and others came back.

It wasn't long before they all ran out.

Bulma looked at Wukong and others who hadn't seen him for a year, and his faces were a little moved.

Yamcha, who was Bulma's ex-boyfriend, rubbed his nose with his fingers in embarrassment at this moment.

"Bulma, is this your ex-boyfriend? It looks good."

Taisi walked to Tianjin Fan's side, glanced at Yamcha, which Bulma could ignore, and smiled slightly teasingly at her sister.

"Hmph, sister, don't worry about me, haven't you already lived with a man?"

Bulma's face changed, and then he fought back stubbornly.

Taisi blushed when she heard the words, then lowered her head and stopped talking.

"Hey, what do you mean by not talking? Explain clearly to your sister, you don't live alone with Tianjin fans!"

Seeing Taisi's acquiescing look, Lan Qi was a little unhappy, and immediately yelled at her through the Tianjin rice in the middle.

"Haha, it seems that Tianjin Fan is not easy for you."

Wukong originally wanted to say hello to Tianjin Fan and Piccolo, but seeing Tianjin Fan being squeezed between the two, he rubbed the back of his head and laughed.

It's just that he hasn't laughed for a long time, and Qiqi has already rushed up to hang on his neck with tears.

"Wukong, you are finally back!"

For a while, Wukong had no right to laugh at others.

Looking at the couples around him, Kelin suddenly felt a little sad.

Shouldn't they be welcome back from cultivation today?Why is it always him who gets hurt?
Like a drowning man trying to grab the last straw, Kling turned his attention to Piccolo, who was also struggling alone, for psychological comfort.

"Boy, if you look at me again, I'll dig out your eyeballs!

I, Big Demon King Piccolo, can reproduce by myself, and I don't need to find a partner like you ordinary people! "

Kelin thought about it carefully, Piccolo was indeed born as soon as he vomited an egg, and he was at a loss for words and almost burst into tears. How dare he be single and divided into nobles and poor?
He vaguely heard a click, and felt that his heart was shattered like glass.

　Hello everyone, I'm Kelin! I'm glad I haven't sacrificed yet, but my heart is dead, why, why is it always me who gets hurt?Handsome guys, give me a few tickets to comfort me!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)