Chapter Twenty-Five: Uncle, It's Not Like That When You Die for Money

Goku raised his arm, and after walking out of the venue, he was stopped by a special doctor, looking at the slightly torn skin on it, and Goku smiled like a child at this time. However, those doctors didn't understand Goku's smile at all, and instead used their medical skills to quickly deal with the wounds on Goku's hands. Goku could have stopped these guys, but Goku didn't.

Now, Goku didn't have the joy of winning the battle, he was really happy that his years of training were finally starting to bear fruit. The punch that came out at that moment should have cut several wounds from his hand, but now there were only these wounds that only hurt the skin. Although his muscles were greatly traumatized, after a period of practice, it was enough to make up for the shortcomings he had just made, and after the fist exploded this time, Goku felt that a limit in his body began to be liberated, and he seemed to have opened a new door.

Saruwu finally came to fruition, and with the blossoming of Saruwu, Goku's ability to control his body began to improve. It's a pity that since he taught that set of boxing techniques to himself, his brother has fallen into a deep sleep, and he hasn't seen his brother for a long time. However, when my brother wakes up, if I can complete this set of punches unscathed in front of him, my brother will be very happy.

Goku's daze is quickly interrupted because his hands are already bandaged. Wukong smiled and put the white bandage in his hand and prepared to go to a cafeteria to eat. These wounds can be repaired quickly as long as they are eaten enough.

Wukong's body suddenly relaxed, and he slowly put away the power in his hand, no longer acting like before, walking through the steel jungle, but strolling through the city, humming the unknown Buddha and walking towards his goal. Although Goku seems to be walking slowly, it doesn't mean that Goku is walking slowly. Wukong's footsteps fell, and it was clear that nothing had happened. However, it is precisely because of the strong temperature emitted by other people's bodies that these people who observe Wukong feel that every time this person steps down, the brick and stone under his feet may be crushed. Some had even seen the stones crushed, but just as they were about to get closer and continue looking, as soon as they closed their eyes and opened them again, nothing happened.

As for the restaurant where Wukong is targeted, those waiters are very familiar with Wukong, the big stomach, so when a waiter finds Wukong walking towards the cafeteria where he is, he is shocked.

"Oh no, no."

The waiter was shocked, quickly removed the clothes that were hindering his progress, and rushed into the restaurant manager's office with a quick pace.

"Something."

The manager who was constantly thinking about this month's performance in the office was a little helpless, and this month's performance was eaten up by the big stomach king who came that day. The current manager still has a headache.

Suddenly, I heard the calmest waiter under my hand running in in a panic, and his tone was a little heavier when he was angry.

However, the waiter's next words made the manager lose his strength to anger all of a sudden. Because what came out of the waiter's mouth was astonishing bad news - the big stomach king would be there in a few minutes.

At this time, all the waiters also saw the figure of the big stomach king. Their ears began to recall a phrase from a game they had been obsessed with as a child - the enemy had thirty seconds left to arrive on the battlefield and crush them.

But these people kind of want to cry.

Because they looked at their little arms and legs, and recalled the muscles that the big stomach king showed when he dominated the food in the whole restaurant, and they directly stretched out the clothes and burst the cuffs, and they said helplessly, it was not they who crushed him, but this guy who crushed us. As soon as these guys thought about it, the momentum they had just mustered was dissipated.

However, they still have leaders.

That's right, the manager who has been in the office all the year round rushed out of the room, and, according to what these waiters know about managers, this manager who wants money and money is there to stop the big man from coming. They know that although their managers are usually a little picky, they are still very good to them. However, at the thought of helping their manager stop this guy, they still lowered their heads in a dull manner.

Still, there is hope for them. Because they set their sights on the head of the waiters. The guy didn't want to help, but under the watchful eyes of these guys, he still picked up the coupons for other buffet restaurants that the manager had prepared in his office all year round. Hurry up and chase the manager who has run away.

And when he arrived, he had already seen his manager pull Goku's pants facelessly and fall to the ground, not letting Goku take a step forward. Goku can easily break free from this guy's shackles, but if he does so, he will inevitably hurt this guy, which is not good. Therefore, this manager is still very fortunate to be able to have a few tricks with Goku.

As Goku struggled to pull the guy off his body, the guy switched from one leg to the other. The waiter was the nephew of the manager, and as a relative of the manager, he knew his uncle too well. My uncle must have hugged this adult on his lap before he could react.,I wanted to give other restaurant coupons at this time.,But because I forgot to bring it.,So。

The waiter calmly stepped forward and pulled his uncle off Goku's trouser leg and handed Goku the coupon in his hand. Looking at Goku's helpless look, he apologized to Goku and guided Goku to another cafeteria not far away.

"My lord, this restaurant is on sale, as long as you eat enough, although the amount of requirements is a bit large, but there should be no problem for adults."

In his uncle's grateful eyes, the waiter looked at Wukong's ignorant eyes very calmly, and after Wukong nodded his head, he stopped his waist and left. And after the waiter left, Wukong looked at the coupon in his hand.

This looks good.

So, Goku lifted his legs and walked towards the restaurant.

The waiter calmly returned to the office under his uncle's reverent gaze, and suddenly sat down on the sofa.

"Uncle, next time, please calm down. If it weren't for the gentle character of this strong man, otherwise, my nephew wouldn't even have a chance to save you, in front of this strong man. ”