Dragon Ball Villain System

Ellie is elusive and can change her face faster than flipping through a book. One moment she is chatting and laughing with you, and the next moment she punches you. For example, if you fly through the Bermuda Triangle, you may arrive at your destination safely, or you may encounter some unfathomable supernatural phenomena that will never come out.

Cambor was not in the mood to joke with Ellie. He took her hand and walked towards the entrance of the Inotolu Hotel. He said confidently: "Don't worry, within five days, the King of the North will definitely drive back in your Lamborghini." .”

"why"

"It's very simple. The space in the dark world is infinite. No one can leave without Dognat and I's permission. The King of the North Kaikai has no choice but to drive back if he doesn't want to starve to death."

"I mean you can obviously let the Black Emperor's Imperial Army capture him, why did you have to waste five days?" Ellie asked.

"Because I'm a villain." Cambor chuckled and said with a malicious tone: "Every time I conquer a planet, tens of thousands of creatures die because of me. Do you think the Northern Kaio will teach me Kaio Fist?" "How about the Yuanqi bomb? Starve him for three days first. If you don't teach me, I will starve him to death."

"Hahahahaha" Ellie was amused.

Campbell also smiled, a smile that covered up sadness. People always use smiles to hide their sadness: "Let's go, let's set up a memorial tablet for Ginyu."

"Yes." Ellie nodded, holding Campbell's arm and deliberately putting her face very close to her: "Do you have a knife? I can carve the words for you. The words I carve are very beautiful."

Inside the Inotolu Hotel, a corridor on a certain floor.

On the walls on both sides of the corridor, there is an oil painting with profound artistic conception hung every few steps. The golden wallpaper and dim lighting give people the illusion of being in a golden palace. Red carpets cover every corner, a faint scent of perfume lingers in the air, and the central air conditioner controls the temperature to a very comfortable level.

The sound of high heels hitting the floor came from the stairs, and the beautiful girl entered the corridor from the corner carrying a black tray with six cups of freshly brewed cat poop coffee. Wearing a black and white maid uniform, she stood in front of a certain bedroom door, holding the tray with one hand and twisting the door handle with the other hand.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the cat poop coffee on the tray was knocked over and soaked the girl's maid uniform.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." An old man came out of the bedroom. He knelt down and wiped the girl's clothes with his own hands. The old man wore black sunglasses. His eyes hidden under the sunglasses kept scanning the girl's breasts and buttocks, and his smile was extremely lewd.

"It's okay." The girl shook her maid uniform politely. She was a waitress at the Inotolu Hotel. She had received professional training and would never get angry on such trivial matters. But the next moment she became angry, and kicked the old man on the forehead with her high-heeled foot: "Get out"

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts." The old man was kicked and his face was tilted upward, but his hands were holding on to the girl's breasts.

"Wu Tian, ​​you are such a lecherous old turtle, you are so stubborn." He Xianren walked out of the bedroom, clasped his fists in front of the girl and bowed: "Little sister, I apologize for my junior brother's behavior like you."

The owner of this bedroom is He Xianren. The girl was assaulted on the breast while delivering coffee to He Xianren's bedroom. It would be very embarrassing if word spread about it. He Xianren is a respectable person who cares about face very much.

"boom"

The girl kicked He Xianren in the face, turned around and walked away angrily. When she arrived, she was wearing a pair of slender black high-heeled shoes, but when she arrived, she had her high-heeled shoes inserted into the foreheads of Teacher Wu Tian and He Xianren respectively.

"Ah ah ah" Crane Immortal squatted on the ground in pain, pulled out his high heels and held his forehead while wailing.

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey" Teacher Wu Tian also squatted on the ground, took out his high heels and put them on his legs with a silly smile.

"Damn old turtle," Crane Immortal cursed. He was beaten because of Turtle Immortal.

"Hey, stinky turtle, I'm stinky turtle." Teacher Wu Tian laughed so hard that he deserved to be beaten.

"Master, why are you still like this?" an old voice sounded from the bedroom.

The girl brought six cups of coffee, which meant there were six people in the bedroom.

The person who just spoke was Sun Wufan, the chief disciple of Master Wutian, the god of martial arts, and the champion of the 17th World's Best Martial Arts Tournament. Sun Wufan is 97 years old, and he is still a junior compared to Teacher Wu Tian. He was wearing a thick black martial arts uniform with a bright red cotton coat wrapped around the martial arts uniform. His thick mustache covers his mouth and his clothes are simple.

Sun Wufan lived in Baozi Mountain. When he was collecting medicine in the mountains with a bamboo basket on his back, he was taken to the dark world by the Black Emperor's imperial army. His bamboo basket was sitting on the ground, covered in mud and staining the white porcelain floor tiles.

The remaining three are Cow Demon King, Tianjin Rice and Dumplings.

Bull Demon King, a disciple of Master Wutian, the god of martial arts, and the third runner-up of the 17th World No. Martial Arts Tournament. The Bull Demon King has a pair of horns, a white shirt on his upper body, and brown jeans with suspenders on his lower body. A tall man with a beard, he is the wealthiest man on earth.

Tianjin Fan has three eyes and can see fast-moving bees with his eyes. He has a very high fighting talent and is the chief disciple of the martial arts master Hesenren. Wearing a green gown, there is a circular decorative pattern on the chest, with "Crane" written in very beautiful handwriting.

Dumpling, a disciple of the martial arts master He Xianren. The face is pale and the blush is very obvious. Wearing a green short shirt, the chest area also has the same decorative pattern as Tianjin rice.

Among the four, only Sun Wufan is normal. The Bull Demon King is an orc, Tianjin Fan has three eyes, and Dumpling is a zombie. They were all brought here by the Black Emperor's Forbidden Army, and they had already met Kambor. Kambor studied Kakusen-ryu martial arts, and in terms of seniority, he should call Tianjin Rice and Dumpling his senior.

Teacher Wu Tian lay on the ground, wiped the spilled coffee on the carpet with a towel, then wrapped the broken glass on the ground with a dirty towel and stuffed it into his coat pocket. The technique was so skillful that one almost suspected that he had worked as a waiter in a hotel before.

"Hey, hey, go back to the room, go back to the room." Teacher Wu Tian pulled He Xianren into the bedroom, and closed the door with his free right hand, pretending that the girl delivering coffee had not been here.

"Shameless old turtle, what do you want to do?" He Xianren asked suspiciously. He and Teacher Wu Tian have been brothers for hundreds of years. He knew that Teacher Wu Tian had no good intentions just by feeling.

"Nothing, nothing, what do you think of this place?" There was a 2.5-meter-high mirror on the wall of the bedroom. Teacher Wu Tian arranged his collar in front of the mirror and threw the black high-heeled shoes worn by the girl just now into the trash can.

Sun Wuhan and the Bull Demon King looked at each other, lying in front of a glass dining table and looking down at the cookbook, covering their faces with the cookbook. They knew what Teacher Wu Tian was thinking was too obscene.

"tatter"

The sound of high heels stepping on the carpet resounded in the corridor, and Teacher Wu Tian immediately flashed behind the door, moving as nimble as a hungry wolf hunting its prey.