Xidu, Xueyuan Road.

The bustling streets at night are full of people. The bright street lamps, in the crowd of people, Yamucha shuttled among them, and hurriedly turned around and ran into the deep alleys of the main street. Unlike the outer streets, the deep alleys are dimly lit, and the air in the small spaces is muddy, and crime often occurs.

"Boom!"

The moment she turned around, she was confronted by a girl who crashed into her arms, and she fell to the ground with her butt.

The girl rubbed her head that was a little painful, and Yamucha didn't care about her. I didn't even have time to say sorry, and rushed to the innermost corridor.

Disappearing into the corridor for a moment, the eyes inadvertently meet.

With neon lights behind him, Qianying stood in place, holding the purple cloth bag on his chest with both hands, the fluttering green silk blended into the night sky, and the pair of big eyes stared at Yamucha. Like an invisible hand pulling footsteps, the heart that stopped beating for a long time seemed to be resurrected in that second.

That feeling, illusory and extremely honest to tell yourself. Who is it, still lives in his own heart.

Reality is like a scoop of cold water, Yamucha shook her head vigorously, and now she can't sink for her feelings. There are more important things waiting for you!

What disappeared was the figure that turned around.

The room, as usual. Neat display, Yamucha pushed open the door and went straight to the safe. Pull open the closet and put your hand on the silver safe. There is no trace of movement, scratch open the password input field, the number of the LCD, input, confirm...

Yamucha remembered a question, how to get to the king of the world? Habitually nodded to confirm, took his hand back, and touched his temple, trying to find the feeling.

"King of the Realm! King of the World! ”

……

No response.

The king of the world, the king of the world, was comfortably lying in a rocking chair, sleeping soundly, blowing bubbles in his nostrils. Orangutan Barbrus playfully flipped through the large refrigerators and scrambled for desserts.

God is also unreliable.

The dimly lit room left Yamucha alone to worry about. It's really shouting that every day shouldn't, put down his fingers, and habitually reach out to take out the dragon balls.

Coldly tactile, it is the metal shell of the safe.

How can it be? Pull open the LCD password input display and quickly enter the password.

"The password is incorrect, please enter it again..."

Cold sweat, the password that is engraved in the heart, 734268, how can there be a mistake! With an ominous premonition, Yamucha typed it over and over again, and was ruthlessly rejected again and again.

Built-in laser sensor, if the error reaches a certain amount, hundreds of cameras in the room will shoot red lasers at the same time to kill the enemy. This system is a mature device of Gro Laboratory, which has been tried and tested again and again, and has a very high safety factor.

Password changed?

I haven't been paying attention, but at this time I looked at the desktop computer, the power was unplugged, and then I looked at the camera, and I pasted OK cloth one by one.

You can't go wrong with a password. Could it be that Gro has discovered his secret? Surgery to modify your memory? No, he doesn't have a hobby of research! Then, the woman who suddenly appeared downstairs in her own house, that one seemed to be Bulma, would she...

I still made a mistake after all calculations, and the sense of fear was about to stir. Ten thousand are unwilling, Yamucha doesn't want the Bulma of this world to be involved again.

Plug it in, and the surveillance footage should have a clue. I prayed in my heart that it was just an accident, and it was her who appeared downstairs by chance! The computer screen is stuck on the startup black screen, indicating that the hard drive is damaged or missing.

Clenched his fists, Yamucha had only one way.

Take the safe!

But he knew the consequences. There are hundreds of laser cameras in the house, and the rays can be intertwined in an instant, forming an impermeable fishing net, which will kill if touched. Like a qi pill slash, it can only dodge at high speed.

The reaction time is only 0.001 seconds. Aside from teleportation, Yamucha couldn't think of any creature that could be so fast.

There is only one way.

There is little hope, Yamucha still wants to give it a try, this is the fastest way. There was a voice in my heart that told me that it would be possible. Because, the current Yamucha has the King of the World Fist!

The palms of your hands were pressed against the safe, holding your breath slightly. Sudden concentration and concentration, if you can't break through this little test, sooner or later you will die.

God, give me strength! The heart shouted.

"Thousand Times Realm King Fist!"

At the moment of sinking, hundreds of cameras, like the scarlet eyes of a spider that suddenly woke up, shot out hundreds of rays of light at the same time!

50,000 times 1,000, strength is short-lived.

"Boom!"

In the downstairs bedroom, a pair of dog men and women are naked, still caressing each other passionately. In an instant, a hole broke in the ceiling, and people and goods stood next to the bed of two people. Panting, Yamucha did it!

Trembling hands, greeting:

"Don't mind, you guys go on..."

Running out with the safe, the couple didn't understand what was going on, could it be a post-orgasmic hallucination? Look at each other.

By the moonlight, fly onto the roof of the building surrounded by barbed wire. A qigong wave, the safe burned through a hole. Pulling open the safe, it was empty, and Yamucha was speechless.

Dragon Ball is gone, what a tech master! In addition to Geluo, Yamucha can only identify one person.

Bulma!

Hey? On the side of the safe, under the moonlight, a piece of peach-colored letter paper showed a corner, and I picked it up and looked at it. The wind is bleak, Yinyue is so indifferent, the letter in his hand is gone with the wind...

"Dear sir, your dragon balls, the little girl will borrow them first, and return them in her lifetime!"

The little woman, the fluttering epistolary body. Short and beautiful stationery, Yamucha will always recognize that stroke. Who else but you could be so naughty.

Bulma, stop, please.

"La-la-la."

With a flick of her beautiful blue hair, the rare Bulma walked home without braiding and humming a tune.

Holding the purple pocket, looking down and sniffing, Bulma took a deep breath. Looking up at the bright moon, the silver light is comfortably sprinkled on the body, like a beautiful wedding dress, bright stars, as if the eyes are blinking, cheering for themselves.

The first anniversary of breaking up with Yamucha. Bulma knew what it meant for a man to say goodbye.

A man who asks for flowers and willows is not worth being sad about. It's just that when the old friends met two months ago, the group of bad friends in the Turtle Immortal House thought that Yamucha had eloped with him. They hadn't seen each other for a year, and Poole sourly pressed Bulma. A sensitive instinct told her what had happened to Yamucha.

However, in the vast sea of people, Bulma could not find him. Until Zhizhi appeared, angrily grabbing her neckline.

Excited, lost...

The people who used to be the closest are now separated by 108,000 miles.

Looking back, it seems familiar, but it seems to have been lost in the wheel of fate for several lifetimes. Excited or melancholy, carrying the dragon balls, his mood gradually slipped into the cold sea, and he lowered his head and looked at the road under his feet.

She thought that Yamucha suddenly appeared around the next corner, and...

Suddenly, a hand grabbed him.

With an unbuttoned collar and an unkempt hairstyle, three thugs in tunics are smoking cigarettes and leaning against an electric pole. The tall man at the head took Bulma's white arm and said:

"Chick, are you lonely? Come and drink with your grandfather. ”

Clutching the dragon ball tightly in her chest, Bulma alertly withdrew her hand and couldn't help but take two steps back.

It's as if a hungry hound smells a rabbit, and the thugs are closing in.

"Go away! If you don't go away, I'll call the police! ”

Bulma shuddered and shouted.

Tilting their heads, the three thugs became even more excited. The one at the head, with a "phew", put the cigarette butt aside, opened his arms, and said excitedly:

"Report, let my brother have a cool time before reporting!"

In the dark night, the roads in this neighborhood were empty, and when the cold wind blew, the residual leaves on the ground were curled and nowhere to be found. With a trembling body and a frightened mind, Bulma was at a loss for what to do, and as soon as she threw her legs, she was pounced on by this man and rode on her.

Disgusting hands, sinful mouths. Yamucha, where are you?