Wandering in Dragon Ball

Western city, Ragli state, Pombo town.

This is a tourist town surrounded by the sea on three sides. When summer comes, it is often crowded, and beauties wearing cool bikinis can be seen everywhere.

But now as we approach the town, we see a miserable scene.

Ruined houses, rotting corpses, cracked earth...

After the decisive battle on Pluto, some aliens tentatively settled on the Earth and chose such a place to stay.

They took advantage of the third-class civilization and the rule that they could not be included in the jurisdiction of the Galactic Patrol even after the bureau, and arrogantly captured local residents. The men were made into food and the women were used as playthings. For a time, the town of Pangbo became a purgatory on earth, and screams were heard , the moaning lasted for several days.

These are slave soldiers who are attached to higher civilizations. The mastermind behind the scenes will not reveal their true identity until it is determined whether the earth is still capable of resisting.

But now, two figures are flying in the sky. If you use a combat power tester to see them, their combat power is only a few hundred, so they are not worth being vigilant about.

The visitors were No. 17 and Little Wukong, who had completed training in the Spiritual Time Room of the Earth Temple.

From a distance, I heard the weak gasps of several women coming from a dilapidated church. No. 17 looked grim and clenched his fists.

Anyone who insults a woman shall be killed!

Without notifying Little Wukong, No. 17 was as fast as lightning, like a black saber, and burst into the church in an instant.

"Ah! Who are you!"

The woman's wail was covered by a rough roar, which represented the official beginning of the revenge killing of the people on earth.

Little Wukong watched this scene in silence, thoughtfully.

"Second Master doesn't let me kill people, but he does it himself. What does he want me to realize?"

From the very beginning, Li Meng's policy for little Wukong was to try not to kill any living things. Even though he didn't understand it, No. 17 followed it very strictly.

In fact, this is exactly the cultivation of the mind advocated by Kamesen-ryu.

An innocent heart must be cultivated from an early age. Only by experiencing killing and thinking deeply can one truly understand the essence of killing with martial arts.

"From today on, all you have to do is watch me kill people! You are not allowed to take action!"

When leaving the Earth Temple, No. 17 confessed very carefully that he also believed that little Goku could do it.

In fact, his current combat power far exceeds that of little Wukong, and the little guy doesn't even have a chance to take advantage of it.

"It's him! It's the Earth Demon!"

"Run away!"

Many people recognized that No. 17 was the boy from Earth who had prevented Frieza's Legion from assassinating No. 18. After they discovered that they were no match at all, they fled in all directions.

On the stone floor covered with stumps, there lay a blue-haired girl with empty eyes. She was not excited about redemption, but just watched all of this numbly.

Little Wukong followed and watched curiously as No. 17 draped the sheet over the girl.

The girl's body was trembling, and her eyes were closed tightly with tears streaming down her face.

"Why...why couldn't you come earlier..."

"Father, mother... and my sister are all dead. My father was eaten by that man one bite at a time. My mother still refuses to rest in peace..."

The sobs gradually turned into howls of pain, and the girl with curves under the sheets covered her face and cried bitterly.

"Please, kill me too, I don't want to live anymore!"

Looking at the girl's eyes that had lost all desire for life, No. 17 frowned.

Little Wukong didn't quite understand what she was going through, but her sadness infected everything around her.

More than one girl, all the rescued people were wailing, and unspeakable despair covered people's hearts.

These originally youthful girls all had a wonderful past.

The ferocious aliens completely destroyed their pure hearts.

No. 17 turned around and left. He was not a full-time nanny, and he did not plan to become a psychiatrist after killing people.

In the biting wind, he only left a short apology:

"Sorry, I am late!"