Dragon Ball: I bet my left arm on my future

South of Dongdu,

Thai cool spicy town.

The huge town of Taikula was filled with smoke and flames.

There were rumbling sounds of explosions everywhere.

Android 17 and Android 18 started an inhumane killing mode here.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of thousands of people in the town were killed.

The barking dogs were blown to ashes by the energy bombs.

The whole town was in tatters and the scene was horrible.

Hell on earth is just like this.

No. 17 raised his hand, golden light wrapped around his hand, and a ball of energy exploded.

"Boom!"

A building more than 20 stories high exploded in an instant, steel bars and concrete flew everywhere, and crackling sounds were heard continuously.

Then, a black mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and a heat wave swept across the sky and covered the earth.

"No. 17, everyone here has been killed. Don't waste your energy. Let's go to another place, to the south. There should be a lot of people there waiting to play games with us."

The girl crossed her arms and spoke coldly.

This is the T0-level goddess in the Dragon Ball world, No. 18.

She has smooth golden shoulder-length hair, a beautiful face, and delicate and fair skin.

He wore a buttonless denim jacket on the upper body and a long-sleeved striped T-shirt underneath, which made him look very capable.

She wore a denim miniskirt on the lower body, and her slender and round legs were matched with black stockings and high boots. Her body proportions were simply perfect.

She stood there, exuding the aura of a noble and cool queen.

After looking at her, No. 17 said:

"Don't be in a hurry. What's the point of killing all the humans in one go? Let's kill them slowly, otherwise there will be no fun in the future."

No. 17 is a handsome young man who looks very similar to No. 18.

Because before they were transformed into artificial humans, they were actually a pair of twin siblings.

So they look very similar.

No. 17 also has long hair, and his long black hair is even longer than No. 18's.

Although the two androids have been activated for more than ten years, their faces have not aged and they still look exactly the same as they did more than ten years ago, appearing to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.

No. 17 had an orange bandana around his neck, wore a black top, loose pants, and a pistol on his waist, looking like a cowboy.

The elder sister is an icy beauty, while the younger brother is cool and handsome.

If you just look at their appearance, you would never imagine that these two people are actually murderous villains.

Because of them, more than 70 to 80 percent of the human population on Earth have died.

Neither natural disasters nor zombie apocalypses are this thorough.

No. 18 laughed and said, "How childish! I think it's best to kill them all in one go."

Hearing her words, No. 17 suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Haha, childish? I don't know who it was, but last time he lost a video game, he destroyed the entire city."

"Hmph!" No. 18 turned his head away.

Then he raised his hand and pointed.

A golden light flashed at her fingertips, and another building exploded.

"Okay, let's destroy this city in one go, and then go to the Southern Capital to continue killing people." No. 17 said as he flew high into the sky.

At the same time, a ball of energy quickly took shape in the palm of his right hand.

The fiery energy surged, flickering and illuminating a large area of ​​the sky. He wanted to raze the city beneath his feet to the ground in one fell swoop.

Seeing this, No. 18 also flew high into the sky to prevent the dust from the explosion from dirtying her clothes.

At this moment, two figures shot quickly from the distance.

In the blink of an eye, I arrived next to No. 17 and No. 18.

Before No. 17 and No. 18 could react, they were each hit by a heavy kick, and then fell from the air and hit the ground. The ground cracked with a rumbling sound.

"Who? Damn it, you ruined my clothes." No. 18 walked out of the thick smoke. His jacket and T-shirt were blown in half, revealing a large area of ​​dazzling white.

"Damn it, this is my favorite dress, and I don't have many left."

She tore off her tattered denim jacket and wiped the dust off her face, already furious.

No. 17 also flew out from the ruins of the explosion, his face equally cold.

Son Gohan and Trunks, the instigators, fell from the sky and stood not far from the androids, looking at them blankly.

Trunks took a look at No. 18 and found that most of her upper body was exposed. His face turned red and he quickly looked away.

Seeing that the people coming were Son Gohan and Trunks,

Numbers 17 and 18 were also stunned for a moment at the same time.

"Son Gohan, you are not dead? You are so lucky, aren't you?" No. 17 said in surprise.

"You are all alive, how could I die?" Son Gohan said coldly.

"Hmph, last time I told you to use an energy bomb to blow him into ashes, but you insisted that he was dead. You're wrong this time, aren't you, No. 17?" No. 18 said with an unhappy look on his face, not minding at all how serious his exposure was.

No. 17 chuckled and said, "Haha, isn't this just perfect? ​​We are just bored right now, and something fun is coming to us."

As he said this he became happy, folded his arms, and looked at Son Gohan and Trunks with interest.

It was like watching two clowns who didn't know their own limitations.

Isn't this just seeking death?

"Hahaha, Son Gohan, I won't let you leave alive this time. I'm going to blow you into powder and turn you into ashes." No. 18 laughed.

"Hmph, prepare to die, Son Gohan."

No. 18 snorted coldly and stomped his foot hard. The ground couldn't bear such a huge force and broke apart. His body quickly pounced over along the ground.

The few pieces of cloth on his chest swayed and fluttered in the wind.

Big welfare distribution!

Son Gohan and Trunks stood there, feeling that these two guys talked a lot today.

The villain talks a lot, but he won't have a good ending.

Son Gohan stared at No. 18 and said, "Trunks, No. 18 is left to me. You go deal with No. 17."

"Yes, Brother Gohan." Trunks breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards No. 17 who wanted to watch the show.

In a flash, No. 18 was already a few meters in front of Son Gohan.

She leaped up and punched him in the face with a straight punch.

Her fist broke through the air with incredible force, making a popping sound, demonstrating her powerful strength.

Son Gohan looked coldly at the punch from No. 18. In his eyes, No. 18's current speed was as fast as a turtle crawling.

"Oh, are you scared silly? You didn't even try to hide?" No. 18 sneered in his heart.

The fist is within reach.

No. 18 was very confident that if this straight punch hit Son Gohan head-on, he would either die or be crippled.

But at this moment,

Son Gohan leaned slightly to the side.

No. 18's fist just passed by and hit the air.

"what?"

No. 18 was horrified. How could he have missed?

Before she could come to her senses, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen.

No. 18 felt like his stomach was about to burst.

It was Son Gohan's right fist that hit her in the lower abdomen.

There was a muffled sound of "dong".

No. 18 spat out a mouthful of blood, and that perfect body flew backwards like a cannonball.

"Hmph, die."

Son Gohan sneered, moved forward, and pressed his palm on No. 18's head.

Horrible head-patting kill.

No. 18's eyes were filled with fear. For the first time, she felt that death was so close to her.

"do not want!"

"what!"

A strong light flashed in Son Gohan's palm, and then No. 18's head exploded with a bang.

The body that was once full of temptation fell into the dust and instantly lost its luster.

Son Gohan's eyes were cold, and with a flick of his fingers, even the headless corpse exploded into beautiful fireworks.

"How can this be?"

"Am I dreaming?"

Seeing this tragic scene, No. 17, who was struggling with Trunks, had his eyes wide open and his pupils contracted violently.

"Ahhh!"

He flew backwards, creating some distance, then waved his hands repeatedly, and energy balls roared out, causing a bombardment.

The surrounding land was cracking and the mountains and rivers were shattered.

Thick smoke and flames filled the area, covering an area of ​​several kilometers.

The ground sank and the entire town of Taikula ceased to exist.

Son Gohan flew high into the sky, constantly dispersing the thick smoke with his sleeves.

Trunks, who was at the center of the explosion, was unharmed. None of the energy balls hit him and he avoided them all.

"Humph!"

He snorted coldly, his body suddenly accelerated, and he appeared behind No. 17 in an instant.

Danger!

No. 17 felt the murderous aura rising from behind him, his hair stood on end, the energy in his hand flashed again, and he slapped it backwards.

Unexpectedly, Trunks didn't dodge this time, but raised his hand to hit back.

The two palms collided, and an energy storm exploded with them as the center.

At this moment, Trunks changed his palm into a claw and grabbed No. 17's arm. Then he swung it hard and threw No. 17 high into the air.

Then, a brilliant light burst out from Trunks' body, and a ball of energy shot up into the sky, chasing after No. 17.

No. 17 was instantly frightened out of his wits and let out a violent scream.

But his screams were soon drowned out by the sound of explosions.

His body was submerged in the energy ball, constantly twisting and deforming, then breaking into pieces, and then vaporizing.

The powerful and shocking flash of light blocked out the sky and lasted for a full ten seconds before disappearing.

The haze in the sky was dispersed a lot, and the long-lost sunshine finally shone down.

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