Dragon Ball Pastry Family

Chapter 134 Piccolo Great Demon King! ?

"..." On a huge airship, the nightmare of the world, Piccolo the Great Demon King is slowly recovering, and he wakes up.

"...I didn't expect to recall the past..." Piccolo looked at his wrinkled skin, and couldn't help feeling: "I didn't expect me to be so old... Hahaha, God, your plan is so bad I succeeded at one point... But, don't be complacent, my revenge will never stop, forever!"

"Master Piccolo, are you awake?" Piano's small figure came out from behind the huge hideous seat and asked.

"Well, where is Danbalin?" asked the Great Demon King.

"Master Demon King, Danbalin has successfully captured the list of players in the world's number one martial arts tournament. It is estimated that they will be killed one by one in a short time. At that time, no one will be able to stop you from ruling the world. !" Piano replied respectfully, and there was even a hint of fanaticism in his voice when he said the last.

"Hmm!" Piccolo the Great Demon King responded, and then looked towards the sky. He didn't want to rule the world. What he wanted was revenge. As long as he spread chaos and disputes, he wanted to let that high god see, he How terrible is Piccolo's anger, "Hmph, this is the price you paid for betraying me, God Piccolo..."

"Big, big devil king~"

"Hmm!" The Great Demon King raised his eyelids and glanced at the three trembling black balls under his feet, "What's wrong?"

"The dragon ball from the direction of Papaya Island is already flying in this direction. It should be your child who has successfully captured the dragon ball and is on his way back..." Pilaf said cautiously, for fear of any imprudent wording. lead to a crash.

"Well, I see!" Piccolo responded and stopped paying attention, "The current progress of collecting dragon balls is still a bit slow... It seems that it is necessary to add a warrior!"

"Huh? Could it be that?" Pilaf felt sick when he thought about how Dambalin was born.

"Hmm!" Xiao Wu and A'Xiu covered their mouths, they couldn't stand such a guy.

But no matter whether they could bear it or not, Piccolo Demon King performed another side of what is called a big egg at the mouth.

"Come out, my warrior! Your name is Simbalu!"

"Thank you, Great Demon King, for the name!" The dragon-shaped warrior named Simbalu learned to speak from birth, and knelt down in front of Piccolo to thank him.

"Well, go, Simbalu, your goal is that one dragon ball!" Piccolo pointed to a dense forest in the south, which happened to be the only way for Dambalin to come back.

"That, Lord Great Demon King..." Pilaf twitched.

"What's the matter?" The big devil lowered his head, he had a good impression of these three little ones, if he didn't have these three, he would be imprisoned forever.

"If, I mean, if, if you really want to rule the world, will you abide by the agreement and assign half of the world to us to rule..." Pilaf looked at the expression of the big devil like a sensitive little rabbit .

"Hmm..." The big devil looked surprised at the guy who dared to pluck the tiger's mouth.

"Ah! No, no, no, we only need one-third of it..." Pilaf was so frightened that he almost lost his courage when he saw the movement on Piccolo's face. One of them is not negotiable..."

Piccolo also thought it was funny looking at these three guys who had a heart but no courage, so he decided to watch it for a while, as a little bit of entertainment before Dambalin came back.

Looking at Piccolo's face, Pilaf knew that one quarter was useless, so he lowered the standard again: "Well, one twelfth is also acceptable... But we are your savior, the Great Demon King, so you must not That's how you treat your benefactor... right?"

"Hmph!" Piccolo didn't speak, temporarily acquiescing to their existence.

That Wukong had already caught up with Danbalin who was running away all the way with somersaulting clouds.

"Hey, monster! Leave the four planets, my grandfather's relic, or else you won't be able to escape whatever you say today!"

"...It's really troublesome!" Danbalin felt helpless looking at Wukong who was chasing after him, but after thinking about it, he couldn't beat Tianjin Fan, but it wouldn't mean that he couldn't even beat Monkey King...

So I slowly slowed down, and waited until the menacing Wukong had already rushed in front of me, I suddenly remembered something: "Ah, no, that Tianjin fan is so powerful but only the top four, and this Monkey King is the runner-up, careless!"

"Boom!" Wukong punched Danbalin directly to the ground.

"Hey! This one is definitely only strong but not weak!" Danbalin felt aggrieved, why everyone he met was this kind of player, and they were all better than him. Obviously, there is nothing worthwhile on earth in the virtual memory he got from Piccolo. Mention the master ah.

"What to do, I can't escape if I fight hard," Danbalin was sweating anxiously, "That's right, this kid can't fly! He flies by relying on that strange cloud!"

"Ah, monster! Give me back my grandfather!" Wukong descended from the sky stepping on colorful clouds.

"Now is the opportunity! Magic Light Cannon!" Danbalin finally spit out a black-red flash and hit Somersault Cloud directly.

"Bang!" The somersault cloud disappeared immediately, and even Wukong deviated from the direction and failed to hit Danbalin.

"Hahaha! Monkey King, I'll go first!" Danbalin shouted excitedly, and rushed into the sky.

"Damn it, somersaulting cloud!" Wukong yelled, but there was no response...

"How could it be? Could it be somersaulting? Isn't it impossible to die?" Wukong's eyes were filled with tears. This thing is also a treasure full of memories.

"Hee hee hee, idiot, just stay on the ground and dance slowly, stupid monkey!" Danbalin taunted crazily in the sky, just now Tianjin Fan and this guy put too much pressure on him, so now he catches the opportunity Just crazy mouth stink.

"What are you talking about, bastard? Make your wish stick longer!" Wukong held the wish stick in his hand and pressed the other end to the ground, and then he soared into the sky.

"What?" Dambalin's eyes were about to pop out. What kind of operation is this?
"Ha!" Wukong didn't care about this, he swung the stick and let you run 40 meters before the 39-meter long knife!
"Ah!" Danbalin's spine was directly smashed.

"Huh?" The Piccolo Demon King was stunned for a moment, and then became angry in the next moment, "Who dares to hurt the demon warrior? Simbalu, go investigate!"

"Yes! Great Demon King!" Simbalu took orders from the air.

Papaya Island, half an hour ago...

"Teacher Wu Tian, ​​let me follow up to have a look, Wukong just finished the game, he is not in good condition!" Tianjin Fan asked.

At this time, Guixian suddenly remembered what he had overlooked, "He said just now—the Great Demon King? Piccolo the Great Demon King!"

"Ah?" Kulin was a little puzzled, what big devil?

"Washing the motor! It's not just Wukong who is bad, maybe the whole world is not necessarily..." Gui Xianren said with a trembling voice, he was afraid, what could make the well-informed Wutian teacher Are you all terrified?
(End of this chapter)