Wandering in Dragon Ball

When I returned home, except for two maids and a domestic robot, I could not see the shadow of my parents.

"Oh my, isn't my status too miserable? My parents work abroad all day long to make money, except for the few days they come back during the Chinese New Year. I'm a left-behind child. I don't even make a phone call. If I hadn't lived my whole life, I would have been treated like this. In the eyes of a man who wants to make money, businessmen suffer miserably."

With emotion, Li Meng started the smart program of the home robot, and the robot quickly organized his home in order.

Although practice cannot force you to increase experience points, in this world where force is king, those who don't practice for a day will feel very empty, as if something is missing. After Li Meng finished his dinner, he opened the practice room and started practicing hard every day.

After completing the novice mission, he felt that his physical strength was very strong, and he could even skip sleeping.

However, if there is a stamina progress bar at the top of the data bar, if you have been practicing without sleeping for a long time, you will still see it slowly decreasing.

"Drip drip!"

Professor Brive, who called, knew that after Li Meng found the first Dragon Ball, he was very attentive to the clues related to the Dragon Ball and told his subordinates to launch an investigation around the world.

Facts have proved that money can do almost anything, even Satan is helpless. In less than half a day, Professor Brive had a clue about the underground black market information.

"Western City Racing Base?" Li Meng had heard of this place. It was a group of rich second-generation people in the Western City who often raced cars. The group in the Holy Land didn't take money seriously. The little bastards often gave a million dollars to each other. Some people who engaged in gambling battles lost so much that they even sold their mansions.

After finishing the training, Li Meng stopped in front of the mirror and discovered that he had grown streamlined abdominal muscles.

At just 10 years old, this character has already started to get closer to a perfect figure...

Li Meng shook his head and said that now that he was traveling through time, he was not as powerful as the figure in the romance world. Strength was the king.

Li Meng, who was only thirty kilometers from home to the racing base, simply stepped on a children's bicycle and drove towards the destination.

The setting sun at dusk dyed the earth crimson.

Many modified and luxury cars that came to the Western Racing Base are waiting on the track.

There are two fighting car modes here. One is the regular fighting car, which is fixed. Whoever competes on the official track with better skills will win.

Another kind of wild racing is to use the Western Racing Base and Xia Mingshan Express Ring Road as the track to race in the presence of other outsiders' vehicles.

A regular bucket truck is fine and if something goes wrong, the most it will cause is some damage. But Ye Dou was unlucky enough to hit a large truck, and his fate might have been lost.

Li Meng glanced at the people wearing racing suits. Among the rich people who were excited about racing, there were many young models and beauties wearing cool clothes around them.

Sure enough, it makes sense for rich people to like racing cars. The adrenaline rising in the face of expensive cars, beautiful cars and beautiful women is a great feeling.

"Ding dong! The branch mission starts! Help racing driver Batu win the fighting championship."

When Li Meng saw the mission information, the system was a bit confusing. If you come out, I won't kill you. I don't even know how to drift, and asking me to race is more difficult than saving the earth.

Li Meng, who saw a group of people in front of him making some noise, walked over.

I saw a racing driver, about 20 years old, talking angrily to his employer.

"I think you are crazy if you use an unmodified car, an Audi and a car equipped with Jet , and Ferrari to compete! I have the right to refuse to change cars!"

Seeing Batu's angry face, his employer slowly pulled out the contract and showed it to everyone: "You promised before that if you win, I will give you million. Do you think you can get million casually in any competition? ?”

"Asshole! If I lose, I'll give you million in bets. You're cheating me!" Batu knew that he had fallen into a trap, but he couldn't resist in front of this group of rich kids with strong fangs.

"It's clearly written in black and white. If you signed the contract in a fit of enthusiasm, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Batu was very angry. He boasted that he had great skills and had never lost in the past year, so he planned to come to the western city to make some money. I didn’t expect that someone would gang up on me for just my first order.

"What if I don't participate!"

The employer took out a pistol and put it against Batu's head: "I can break your feet first and then throw you into the car for a competition."

Li Meng felt that this was an eye-opener, wasn't this an obvious robbery? Ten million, this Batu dared to agree to the loss of compensation.

Batu has not been modified in the cold and cool down under the gun barrel. It is not without examples that the car wins the modified car, but it is more difficult.

"Okay, I promise you, I will choose wild fighting."

"Haha, it's good, it's true that he is the fastest in the world. Driver Batu, this is what we call the driving spirit!" The employer patted Batu with his pistol with satisfaction, and told the staff at the racing base with a face: "Check the equipment of the car. Move to the entrance of the fast ring. The competition will begin in fifteen minutes!"

Batu stared at his employer with resentment and suddenly realized something: "Where is my deputy?"

"Oh, you, the deputy drank too much at the nightclub last night and is still bedridden. How about you choose one on the spot?"

Batu had helplessness in his eyes, and he was so angry that he admitted defeat.

Li Meng asked curiously: "What is the deputy?"

"Where are you coming from, kid?"

"Whose family is this, a relative?"

Everyone was shocked when they saw a primary school student suddenly appear.

An enthusiastic girl who seemed to like teasing Li Meng, a child of his age, knelt down and said: "The deputy is to help the driver plan the racing route, racing strategy, and observe the race conditions in time to remind the driver to pay attention to the road conditions. Helper. If you are in a wild fight, The driver's deputy who fainted due to the accident still has to bear the responsibility of continuing the race. Do you understand, children?"

Isn't this a military advisor?

Li Meng knew what the branch task required him to do.

Batu knew that this group of people wanted him to lose, so he didn't dare to choose them, but he could win.

Li Meng, who saw Batu smoking one cigarette after another in depression, stepped forward with a smile: "Uncle Batu, I can help you win this game."

How old is Li Meng, who Batu doesn't believe? Not to mention whether you can get a driver's license and you can't even press the accelerator to the bottom, right?

"Don't you need a second-in-command? I am a martial artist and the disciple of Sun Wuhan, the master of martial arts. If you lose, I am willing to bear five million in compensation for you."

Batu was moved when he saw that Li Meng said that he was Sun Wufan and his disciple and was willing to pay the compensation.

"What evidence do you have that you are Sun Wuhan, your disciple?"

Li Meng took out Sun Wufan for himself, and Batu, who had the invitation, nodded.

The two of them came to Xia Mingshan, the western racing base, where the starting point of the wild racing fast ring was already crowded with people.

"Hey, isn't this the kid just now? It turns out to be Batu, a relative?"

"People as young as little kids are here to join in the fun."

Everyone was stunned when they saw Li Meng following Batu into the car.

The referee was a little curious: "What do you mean, Batu?"

"It's not interesting. This is me, deputy." Batu said angrily.

People laughed after reacting in shock.

"Damn it, do you have a driver's license? Is that okay?"

"Batu is crazy, he actually chose a primary school student as his deputy?"

"Tsk, tsk, I guess he was so angry that he couldn't start the game without a second-in-command, so he forced himself to break the rules."

Seeing Li Meng's calm demeanor, Batu felt relieved.

Although this boy is young, his mental quality is really incredible. Isn't this the state of mind a qualified deputy needs?

Seeing the colorfully modified Ferrari next to the car, Batu's fighting spirit ignited in his heart.

Underestimate me?

Just wait and see, today I will be Xia Mingshan, the car god!