Dragon Ball Pastry Family

Chapter 42
"Let's compare who we are more like monsters, Jajangmian!" Yale slowly took off his coat, revealing a large piece of metal skin, and the first robot machine, come on!

Zajiangmian finally found the purpose of this trip, "It's you, you bastard, I'm easy to find, artificial human!"

"I've also been looking forward to this moment for a long time, Jajangmyeon," the artificial man patted the dust off his body, "I know you're strong, but I'm not easy to get along with, come on!"

Zhajiang confronts the artificial man, and begins.

"It seems that my revenge is going to start from here!" Zhajiangmian roared and rushed forward.

"Don't even think about it!" Yale stared intently, "I see you clearly!"

With a bang, Yale blocked the Zhajiangmian's attack, "Hmph, but that's it, it seems that I was too worried, you guys were able to defeat the guys in the headquarters simply because they are too useless!"

Zajiangmian didn't refute immediately after hearing this sentence, but just kicked him out. Yale was not kicked over, but just took a step back to defuse the attack.

"They are indeed useless. The Red Silk Army, which intimidated the world, was finally defeated by two young teenagers practicing their hands," Zajiang said to Yale, "But, what made you have the illusion that I am weak?"

"Ah?" Yale took a step forward and reached in front of Zajiangmian, clenched his fists with both hands and started to attack frantically, the speed of the fists was so fast that it left an afterimage. Bar?"

Unsustainable?Zhajiangmian never felt like this, he could block such an attack with just one hand, so in order to give Yale a little hint, Zhajiangmian easily blocked all of Yale's attacks with both hands, and he still had a heart Yu Li gave him a few middle fingers.

"How, how?" Yale laughed smugly, but suddenly stopped the car, because he found that not only was his attack completely blocked, but also from his perspective, he could see the opponent's fluttering hands I saw a pair of middle fingers!
"What?!" Yale was taken aback, "This guy still has power left!"

Startled, Yale felt that something was wrong, jumped away quickly, his eyes widened in surprise, he was gasping for breath, his face full of disbelief.

As a result, Zajiangmian didn't react much to Yale's movements at all, and just stood there watching his movements, which was really not very shrewd.

"Could it be my delusion just now?" Yale let go of his vigilance. Judging from the current situation, Zajiangmian really doesn't look like a master. "Is it because I have too much mental pressure and I have an illusion?"

"No, I have to be more cautious!" Yale felt uneasy when he saw that Zajiangmian didn't seem to be in any panic.

"What's the matter, why didn't you attack?" Zajiangmian asked.

Yale swallowed and shouted, "Stop looking down on people, burn the cannon!"

Yale's right hand opened a nozzle following this order, and then a huge airflow rose behind him, and then a huge flame beam was ejected from that nozzle.

The so-called flame is nothing more than a beam of plasma. Its formation does not necessarily require fuel, and it does not even require high temperature itself. It is just that the most common flame is formed by combustion, but Yale's is not, at least Yale's is not. The body can't store much fuel either. The flames he sprays just ionize the air sucked in behind him at high speed to form plasma and then accelerate the ejection. This is Yale's incineration cannon, perhaps it should be called air plasma jet stream more appropriately.

But it has all the properties that flames have, and the threat of high temperature forces back the fried noodles.

Then Yale was proud, "how, how, be afraid, my mechanical body has many inconveniences, but today I am so satisfied with him, how, the taste of my incinerator, can you Can you do it? Can you mortals do it?"

"Yahahahaha!" Yale's angry whisper echoed in the mountains, "It's ridiculous that I would be scared and avoided by someone like you. I'm still too cautious. It's true, there is no power in the world that can stop you. The great goal of the Red Silk Army!"

"Oh, so you think so?" Zajiangmian kept circling around to avoid Yale's flames, and the surrounding area was slowly roasted and drier, and finally a wildfire ignited on the barren mountainous land.

"It's a little troublesome, but do you really think that the flame can really hurt me?" Zajiangmian asked.

"Ha, what nonsense are you talking about? How can a mortal made of flesh and bones resist the power of the flame?" Yale retorted.

"Do you know, the reason why our martial arts masters are martial arts masters is because we have surpassed the level of ordinary mortal bodies. I, in fact, am not afraid of flames. I, Yale, my enemy," Zajiangmian stopped suddenly "I'm just admiring the ugly way you want to hit but Gohan will always catch up with me!"

"Stop kidding!" Yale aimed at the frozen Zhajiangmian, and then a more powerful jet shot out from his arm.

But the truth horrified him.
"No, it's impossible!" Yale's jaw was about to drop, "How could you!"

I saw that the Zhajiangmian was glowing with vitality, and he didn't even need to hide. He was safe and sound under the burning of the flames. It was the energy of Qi that protected him. When the flames struck, he covered himself with Qi and separated flame.

"I said, I remember you just said that I can't do one thing, but I remember it very clearly." Zhajiangmian strode forward in a classic pose with both hands prostrated.

"No way?" Yale didn't know what to say anymore, "It's a lie, how can the human body do it?"

"Turtle School Qigong Wave!"

"Ah!" Yale screamed and was hit by the shock wave and flew aside, rolling all over the ground holding his broken right hand.

Zajiangmian looked at this guy with such a hopeless look, frowned, walked up to him and said: "Stand up, you bastard, how dare you kill my father with such a small amount of courage? Ah? No wonder you are still a colonel until now." !"

"." Yale didn't say a word, he rolled himself, and then watched the noodles approaching with cold eyes. He didn't roll all over the ground because of the pain. He had been waiting for this opportunity, "I got you, Jajang noodles!"

"Metal storm!" Seeing that Zhajiangmian was close enough to his position, Yale laughed wildly and raised Wan Quanquan's left hand to reveal a Gatling machine gun hidden inside.

"Zizi!" The motor drives the barrel to rotate crazily, and the bullets are ejected from the muzzle. Due to the high rate of fire, you can even hear the sound of a chainsaw in the sound of the gunfire.

"You are finished, Zhajiangmian, this is a special Gatling cannon with a rate of fire of up to 2300 rounds per minute, and the steel plate will become a sieve in such a metal storm!" Yale roared.

"It's useless, you still don't know what a top martial artist is!" Zhajiangmian covered his hands with vitality and pressed directly towards the muzzle of the gun, blocking the muzzle of the gun.

"Boom!" The Gatling, which was said to have a very high rate of fire, exploded directly.

"." Yale was dumbfounded immediately, and the jet of hot air hit him with a deep scar on his face.

"You're lying, right?" Yale said tremblingly, "I never thought that Martial Daoists would be so strong. Damn it, is my belief all this time like a joke?"

"Che, don't you think so?" Zajiangmian smiled, "Shall I tell you something even more ridiculous?"

"You Red Silk Army have been looking for the whereabouts of Dragon Ball, do you know why?" Zajiangmian dropped the robotic arm he was holding, and said condescendingly, "It's because your commander-in-chief Reid has a wish, do you want to guess it?" Guess what? Ah, no, no, let me tell you, it’s to make myself grow taller, just to grow taller!”

"Huh?" Yale was dumbfounded.

"Hahahaha, it's so funny, do you all think it's to rule the world?" Zajiangmian stepped on Yale's mechanical chest, "And do you know how he died? It was the wish that was exposed to you The deputy, Blake, was shot and killed by him, you scumbags are so funny, even the way of death is ridiculous, it’s amazing!"

"No, stop talking! Let me go, I don't dare anymore, let me go!" Yale begged for mercy.

"Let you go? How is that possible? You don't know what you did, you bastard?" Zajiangmian gritted his teeth, "But."

"But?" Yale was overjoyed, "But what, as long as I can do it, I will do it!"

"Where is the guy who transformed you, Dr. Gero?"

"Dr. Gero? I don't know!" Yale replied honestly.

"I don't know? This is not the answer I want, do you want to recall it carefully?" Zajiangmian looked at Yale and asked.

Yale tried hard to think back, but couldn't find anything, so he could only shake his head.

"It seems that I need to help you!" Zajiangmian narrowed his eyes.

"!? You, what do you want to do?" Yale panicked.

But Zhajiangmian was not lenient at all, lifting Yale and throwing him into the sky.

"No! Leave me alone!"

"Dongdong. Bo!" Zhajiangmian pointed his fingers at Yale in the sky, and a beam of light shot out from his fingertips, piercing one of Yale's intact legs.

With a bang, Yale fell heavily to the ground, and the engine oil and blood mixed together and flowed on the ground.

"Oh," Zajiangmian looked down, "So you still have blood!"

"I'll ask again, where is he?"

"I, I don't know! I don't know." Yale shook his head slightly, the attack from Zajiangmian really hurt his flesh, and the pain made him tremble uncontrollably, making it difficult to do more movements.

"You still need careful memory, you need my help!"

"No! Please, no!" Yale yelled, but to no avail.

Not surprisingly, Yale was thrown into the sky once, and the other good leg was also pierced by Dongdong Bo.

Faced with the threat of death, Yale struggled to crawl away from the Jajangmian after landing, but even if he was intact, he could not escape the pursuit of the Jajangmian, let alone crawl.

"It's useless!" Zajiangmian stepped on Yale's back, making him stuck on the ground and unable to move, "Do you remember now?"

"No, I only know that Dr. Gero hid in this continuous northern land group when the headquarters of the Red Silk Army was breached, but only the doctor himself knows exactly where. I am just an early reformer of the doctor. Forget it, I haven't seen him for many years, how could I know where he is!" Yale hurriedly told the information he knew like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

"Then he never asked you for help?"

"No, not at all, we haven't even heard from him anymore!"

"Tch, it's really useless, you can go see Hades!"

"What, you guy, didn't you ever think about letting me go?" Yale had expected it, but he still felt that he had a chance, but now, it was shattered.

"You bastard, I can't just die in vain, I, I have to pull at least one back, and I will use my self-destruct to drag you into hell with me!" Yale struggled and turned around and hugged him with his stump. Jajangmyeon legs.

But before he could be proud, a hole wave went through his head and ended his life.

"Didi Didi, the self-destruct mode has been activated."

"SHIT! There are controllers in his body!" Zajiangmian wanted to pull out his legs but he hugged him too tightly, "It's late, what the hell!"

"Boom!" There was a burst of smoke and dust, and the Jajangmian was unharmed, but he looked at his legs in distress, where there was a pair of pants that had been blown to pieces, "I really like these pants."

The bad news is that Dr. Gero was not found. This guy is very careful, knowing that the goat group has completely disappeared after looking for him. No one has seen him. He drove his own fighter plane and cruised among the mountains for a long time without finding any clues.

"It seems that it is no longer enough to kill the artificial man in the budding mode. With my joining, the strength of the Dragon Ball fighters has been greatly strengthened. Let's do our best and obey the destiny!" Zajiangmian had no choice but to comfort himself like this.

(End of this chapter)