"Yamucha, you have learned the Realm King Fist, so you should pay some tuition."

Tian was shameless, and the old man of the king of the world instructed Yamucha to fly back and forth to the underworld four or five times and buy all kinds of refrigerators and freezers. Now, the business community of the prefecture regards Yamucha as a flood beast and a rat crossing the street. At the same time, they jointly sued the king of the northern realm, paid 1 billion dead coins on credit, and refused to pay. Hades couldn't cry or laugh, but he was helpless.

The King of the Realm and the Orangutan Bablos, one biting a popsicle, lay on the rocking chair, and leisurely laughed at Yamucha practice.

The energy consumption of this King Divine Fist is really amazing. The Thousand Times Realm King Fist can also be cast, but it is just a flash in the pan and meaningless. At the moment, Yamucha's worries mainly lie in the strength of his body, and the other is that the king fist of this realm is only the same as the sun fist and the qi pill slash, which is a combat skill, and does not directly improve his combat effectiveness.

Yamucha put on the heaviest lead block in the universe and trained with a snort. The heavier and heavier it became, he was so tired that he couldn't breathe, trying to maintain the tenfold realm king fist state. However, on the contrary, Yamucha's sight is getting more and more flowery.

Letting go of the heavy lump on her body, Yamucha's heart beat faster, obviously resting, but she didn't feel any signs of relaxation.

It's so hard, getting more and more tired.

"Boom!"

As soon as the tentacles moved, the King of the Northern Realm ran over and touched the guy. His heartbeat was extremely disordered, and his chest was as hot as a soldering iron.

This guy is no ordinary person.

Infused with energy, Yamucha slowly woke up. Covering her heart, Yamucha understood the problem, once Lisa told herself.

Stereotyped androids, no matter how you train, the strength has long been stereotyped.

"Damn! Why! I don't believe it! ”

Howling and roaring, Yamucha didn't feel a trace of pain. It's just that he wants to kill people in anger. Could it be that all this hard work is in vain? My limit is only less than 50,000 combat power?

If you are unwilling, can you only rely on Dr. Groh to make further breakthroughs? Yamucha wants to give up, how can she fight Frieza with this little combat power? He can't beat it, what else is Super Dragon Ball talking about? Dapra will always be out of reach, let alone Buu.

"Hehe, I'm a idiot."

Muttering.

"Brother, you can't tell the truth. I can't imagine that human beings still have such technology to transform you so strong! ”

The king of the northern realm retreated to the house, brought two cups of tea, and invited Yamucha to rest and taste tea. Delicate and neat, the breeze is slow and gentle, and the King of the Northern Realm has a smile on the corner of his mouth, enjoying this beauty very much.

This guy, forever optimist.

Five fingers tapped lightly on the teacup, and Yamucha was still entangled.

"Hey, why the hell are you so impetuous? Let's hear it, my lord of the realm, maybe I can answer for you for free. ”

A mustache, a picture of a profiteer. Yamucha looked up to the sky and sighed, took a sip of tea, and said:

"I'm not from this time band, I say that, do you believe it?"

"Huh?"

Slightly shocked. Coincidentally, Yamucha also had no intention of training, so she simply left her impatience behind and told the story of this angry Dragon Ball.

The sunset shifts, the bright moon in the sky. The sky darkened a little, and Yamucha finally finished telling the story. The King of the Northern Realm looked melancholy, and at this moment, he finally understood the heaviness of the guy in front of him.

"What about the Dragon Balls?"

The King of the Northern Realm cuts straight to the point.

"I've locked them to safety."

The King of the Northern Realm got up and paced back and forth, he didn't know that there was such a thing that violated the laws of nature in the jurisdiction he ruled. The evil dragon was right, miracles are not so free. There are gains and losses, this is the iron law of nature.

However, he didn't know why, and who instructed the Nameks to create things like Dragon Balls.

There must be an unknowable conspiracy behind this.

Luckily, this Namek is dying... No, not good! This Yamu tea is right! Sensing from afar, the round face of the king of the northern realm, his facial features gathered together excitedly, and he shouted loudly at Yamucha:

"Quick! Get back Earth's Dragon Balls first! Something happened to Namek! ”

"What! It can't be, according to the timeline, it should be three years before they learned about the Dragon Ball from Vegeta's communication! ”

Yamucha was equally surprised, it was really a plan that couldn't catch up with the changes.

"Stop talking nonsense, get me back to your body!"

The palm of his hand pressed against Yamucha's chest, a radiance. Reversing the void, Yamucha opened her eyes again, and it was dark in front of her. In a narrow space, Yamu tea pipe can't be so much, a burst of gas, a bang explosion.

looked at the operating table where there was still blood, picked up the white overalls on the ground, and put them on his body.

Yamucha knew where this was, too familiar. Running out towards the secret door seal, he didn't have time to think too much, and the Dancing Technique flew into the sky, towards the room in his western capital, and galloped away at the fastest speed.

"Yamucha, Yamucha, can you hear me?"

In my head, it was the voice of the King of the Northern Realm. With his hands on his temples, Yamucha replied:

"Well, Roger, King of the Realm!"

"Listen, Frieza sent his own soldiers to Namek, I know you're no match for him, but, I take your word for it. Because it's just you now, be sure to stop him! You don't have to steal the Dragon Balls or fight Frieza head-on, there's actually another way..."

The King of the Realm lowered his voice, but, such a simple method, why! Why didn't Yamucha think of it?

Compared to the Saiyans, the Nameks should have disappeared from this world a long time ago...

"Thanks, I haven't seen Earth Dragon Ball in two days, I'll go back and have a look first. After taking care of the things on Earth, I'll find a way to get to Namek right away! ”

Gro's Laboratory.

Such an explosion came from the operating room. Gro and Lisa are discussing how to upgrade their models, and they both understand the significance of the explosion. Lisa said incredulously and in astonishment:

"How is it possible, I took out uranium T1035!"

Gro, who had been suspicious before, was attracted by Lisa's words. In a cold tone, as if a black cloud was thick, Groh asked:

"What do you mean by that? Assistant Lisa? ”

"No, no... I..."

It was hard to read a hundred words, and Lisa was secretly mad with anger. His hands were shaking behind his back, his head was bowed, and he didn't say a word. Ge Luo, yin and yang weird, continued to ask:

"Have you already removed the bomb from your body? I ask you. ”

"How is that possible, doctor... How so? I, Lisa, am so loyal to you... How can you be willing to be your slave for the rest of your life!! ”

It's too late, it's too soon. Gro was caught off guard, and Lisa clawed his left hand and cut off Gro's hands. With a swift momentum, a claw pierced into Dr. Gro's chest, gripping his hot energy melt heart. Lisa leaned into his ear and said proudly:

"Doctor, that's what you taught me. Be a man, unscrupulous means first. If you're going to help me take out the bomb, what..."

With an inexplicable code in his mouth, Gro chanted the scriptures and kept giving instructions in Lisa's ear. At this moment, Lisa was disturbed by a powerful force, and her body seemed to be leaking electricity, involuntarily and unable to move.

"You think I won't guard against you? I'm telling you, what is more effective than unscrupulous means is to make a decision on the spot! ”

Pupils, 10,000 degrees of laser directly burned Lisa's eyes. The wails of pain resounded through the underground laboratory. Gro's cheerfulness and excitement, the laser went down little by little, and his cheeks, neck, and the whole thing was burned through.

"Boom!"

Lisa's head fell to the ground, sparks gleaming from the broken wires around her neck. Gro leaned down, picked up her head, which should still be able to listen, caressed, and said slowly:

"Lisa, how much you love me, you just wanted to kill me, wouldn't it be good? So, so, I must love you well..."

Bigfoot, trampled like crazy. There was no human figure on the ground, only fragments of machinery.

"Well, Yamucha, Yamucha, and your dear friends, I'm so excited."

With a grim face, Gro looked at the secret door to the outside world.