Dragon Ball Pastry Family

Chapter 138 Blood Debt

"Dumplings! Dumplings!"

Just when Piccolo King focused all his attention on Shenlong in front of him, Jiaozi heard a familiar voice.

"It's Tianjin Fan!" Jiaozi immediately identified the source of the voice, and cast his gaze to the place where Tianjin Fan fell, where Tianjin Fan was struggling to move his head so that it was facing Jiaozi.

Tianjin Fan resorted to Hexianliu's secret method of sound transmission, "Jiaozi, listen, our only hope right now is you, Zajiangmian and I have been anesthetized and can't move or talk, but you can, this is you biggest advantage."

"Yeah! Tianjin Fan, tell me!" Dumpling nodded.

"Jiaozi, this will be very dangerous, as long as you are found, you will be killed, so you only have one chance!" Tianjin Fan emphasized, he decided, no matter whether Jiaozi goes or not, he will still be his best partner .

"I'm going!" Jiaozi strengthened her belief instead.

"Jiaozi, you approach quietly now, and then make a wish to Shenlong before Piccolo, let Shenlong destroy Piccolo, remember, you only have one chance!" Tianjin Fan said, now his only hope is on Jiaozi, " Dumplings, please!"

Zhajiangmian stared at this side, shaking his head with all his strength: "Don't...don't...don't go...dumpling...will die..."

But no one heard.

On the other side, Piccolo the Great Demon King is looking at Shenlong happily.

"Wonderful! Is this Shenlong? Can it really grant all my wishes?" Piccolo never had a day in his life as happy as today.

"Please tell me your wish, there can only be one, no matter what it is, I can fulfill it!" Shenlong emphasized again.

"Okay, then the wish of my Great Piccolo Demon King is—" Piccolo was talking about his wish slowly, but unexpectedly, a childish voice came from beside him.

"My wish is—give Piccolo the Great Demon King—" Jiaozi rushed out from the side and said loudly to Shenlong.

"The dumplings are so good! Say it!" Tianjin Fan was excited, this is the operation of the Jedi to fight back!
"What?" The Piccolo Demon King was so frightened that his style of painting was out of shape. Why is there someone beside him? "Damn carrot head! Ha!"

The magic light cannon spit out from the big devil's mouth, and directly hit the dumpling who hadn't finished speaking.

"..." Tianjin Fan's tears welled up in his eyes, "Dumplings!"

"Bastard! Bastard piccolo! Bastard god! Bastard Tianjin rice! Bastard turtle fairy!" Zhajiangmian lay on the ground and tried his best to control his body, but in the end it only made it shake slightly...

"Dumplings! Dumplings! Dumplings too..."

"..." After all, Tianjin Rice and Zhajiang Noodles were still quiet, a sense of powerlessness welled up in their hearts, and great shame surrounded the two of them, "Why didn't I die?"

"Hahahahaha! Idiot! Idiot! You still want to rush to answer? You still want to pick up on me, Piccolo, the devil? You're dead! You deserve it!" Looking around, there should be no one there, so he looked at Shenlong again.

"Say it, tell me your wish!" Shenlong said its request coldly, without any emotion at the tragedy that happened in front of it.

"Hmph, save me from long nights and dreams. Hey! Shenlong, can you restore the body of Piccolo, the Great Demon King, to the level when I was the strongest when I was young?" Piccolo looked up at Shenlong and asked.

"It's very simple!" Shenlong nodded and closed his eyes.

"Huh?" Piccolo was a little disappointed. He thought what kind of scene it would be like to realize his wish, but in the end there was really nothing. "Could it be fake?"

"..." Only Zhajiangmian lying not far away could feel it, the vitality that suddenly appeared in Piccolo's body made his originally sluggish momentum suddenly grow wildly like a volcanic eruption.

"Oh? It's coming, it's coming!" Piccolo finally got the effect he wanted, and a force gushed out from his body, making him feel full of strength and vitality.

"This is it!" Piccolo looked at his arms in surprise, where the shriveled and wrinkled arms seemed to be inflated, becoming full and full of strength.

"Okay, your wish has been fulfilled, then, goodbye!" After finishing speaking, Shenlong was about to return to the dragon ball that called him.

"Wait! Now that I, Piccolo, have regained my youth, I need to eliminate some unstable factors for my rule!" Piccolo stared at the dragon in front of him.

"What?" Shenlong obviously didn't understand anything.

"Magic Light Cannon!" Piccolo hit it directly without giving Shenlong any time to react.

"Ah!" Shenlong howled in pain. It is a miracle dragon but has no fighting power. This kind of attack has far exceeded its tolerance threshold.

"Boom!" Shenlong trembled twice and finally fell apart.

When all the dust settled, only a pile of round stone balls remained on the spot, without the brilliance of the past.

"Hahahahaha! I thought it would be difficult to deal with!" Piccolo let out a sigh of relief. Now that all the accidents have been eliminated, he can finally sit back and relax.

"Shenlong... Shenlong is dead?" Tianjin Fan was stunned, and it was over. Their original plan was that even if someone died in battle, as long as the body was well preserved, they could revive them by making a wish for Shenlong, but Shenlong died. All off.

"Hahahaha!" Piccolo left behind a long string of echoes and left.

on the airship...

"Master Piccolo, congratulations on regaining your youth!" Piano stood aside respectfully.

"Hmm!" Piccolo stood on the deck of the airship, looked around, and now he felt a bit like the king of the world.

"Bastard!" Pilaf was furious when he saw Shenlong finished. This is his baby!
"Hmm!" Piccolo stared down at Pilaf.

"Ah~ Let me tell you the truth, how could you destroy the dragon ball, my lord? In fact, it is a rare treasure!" Pilaf persuaded immediately.

"Hmph, I'm in a good mood now, and I don't need to pursue your offense. Now, get off my airship!" Piccolo hated this clown who didn't agree with him at all.

"Ah? But, Lord Piccolo, what about the reward you promised me?" Pilaf was a little surprised, "This is not the same as what was promised, and we released you!"

"Hiss..." Piccolo looked at this guy who didn't know how to advance or retreat, and the more he looked at it, the worse he became.

It was Piano who understood people's hearts, "Hey, you three, Lord Piccolo has never promised you anything, let's go, because of your kindness for releasing the Great Demon King, we will not hurt you!"

"But," Pilaf saw that the reward was impossible, and the airship would probably have to be given away, "but we have to find a way to go down, this is hundreds of meters above the sky!"

"It's very simple, jump off!" Piano knocked on the deck.

"What!" Pilaf hugged into a ball for a while.

"Well, Sarah, goodbye!" Piano gave an order, and a passage appeared at the feet of the trio, and they fell straight down.

"En!" Piccolo nodded, "Now, let's go to the capital, Kailugins!"

"Yes! Lord Great Demon King!"

On the ground at this moment, Jajiangmian was looking up at the sky, where Piccolo's airship was moving away.

"Piccolo, this blood debt must be repaid with your blood!" Zajiangmian grabbed the ground with his head, and now, he can barely move with only his head.

(End of this chapter)