The grand world martial arts conference unexpectedly had a major crime. The police investigated one by one, and the atmosphere of panic spread, and everyone suspected that the terrorist suspect was around, and gossip spread.

Yamucha and his party bore the brunt of the questioning. With sufficient alibi evidence, Yamucha and the others certainly have no problems, but as the victim's companions, the police could not find any clues about the murderer. In desperation, the police wanted them to stay and assist in the investigation.

"It's useless for us to stay here, Mr. Officer."

Bulma explained. I really don't know when this group of policemen will have a sense of justice, so they have to get to the bottom of it and bring the murderers to justice one by one.

Yamucha smiled wryly. If you were that powerful, the bad guys wouldn't have destroyed the Earth so many times. Instead, it says:

"Mr. Officer, according to your reasoning, we may have some friction with the Red Ribbon Legion, but do you think about it, I'm afraid it's more dangerous for us to stay here, and prevent them from a missile..."

Thinking that he could go to the Heavenly God Temple early, Yamucha suppressed his temperament and explained patiently. However, the officer pondered for a while, and then said with great righteousness:

"No! Can't go anywhere! As a potential victim, you go back to the police station and receive our 24-hour protection! Believe in the country, believe in the army! There can be no individual heroism! ”

Unreasonable, distressed. Yamucha looked at the two women beside her and planned her next move. Isn't it just carrying two girls? It should be fine, isn't it just a little Heavenly Temple? It will be there in a moment.

At this moment, Yamucha only hated himself for not being able to teleport.

The officer rambled for a long time, and Bulma slowly became impatient, and the lazy Lanki couldn't stop yawning. Her hair fluttered in the wind, and Yamucha clenched her fists, unable to bear it. Suddenly, I heard a voice:

"Ahh

Finally, holding back his shyness, one hand wrapped around Bulma's waist, and the other hand touched Lan Qi's soft and thin waist. On one side it is as warm as a July day, but on the other side it is as cold as winter. The transformed Lan Qi stared at Yamucha coldly, pinched Yamucha's face hard, and said:

"Want to eat it all? I can't see that you still have the guts! ”

Suddenly, Yamucha only felt a little cold and fire, and the two women stared at her.

Now is not the time to think about that!

"Ahem, Mr. Yamucha, please be serious when you are questioned!"

The police couldn't stand it anymore. Yamucha's heart was messy, her legs trembled, but fortunately she remembered Bula and Klin... Stop thinking nonsense.

"I'm sorry, officer, there's something urgent! Poole, go! ”

Holding the two girls with strong hands, he kicked off on the ground. For a moment, Bulma and the blonde Lanki's faces were flushed. Poole let out a yell, flew over, and stopped on Yamucha's back.

Having never experienced the thrill of flying, Bulma screamed in fear, ten thousand feet in the air, one couldn't help it, and there was a silver line under the crotch of his pants... The blonde Lan Qi, under her violent nature, is extremely happy and heroic, cheering loudly. In addition to being excited, he pulled the blonde hair on the side of his face, and his red lips gently kissed Yamucha.

"Ah, Yamucha, hehe, Yanfu is not shallow..."

Poole said with a wicked grin.

Calm, calm! Yamucha forcibly suppressed the violent heartbeat, and now there is only one goal, hurry to the Heavenly God Temple! Confront the old fellow, then find someone else, and if possible, have to use the Spirit Time Hut to strengthen yourself.

The blue sky, the ever-changing clouds, the lazy sun, the scenery of the sky is like a picture. The world is still so beautiful, but the evil thoughts hiding in the dark places are like layers of black clouds, unwilling to be lonely, planning to wipe out such breathtaking beauty.

Temple of the Celestial Gods. Sweating profusely, kicking and shouting, for Yamucha with 1000 combat power, tiredness is not in the body, it is more likely to be related to anxiety in the heart.

This place is really familiar. The overly flat stone floor shows the artistic beauty of neatness, and the long-term fountain in the center of the courtyard, the holy clear spring, makes people feel peaceful. Behind the square, rows of splendid religious buildings evoke the distant memories of Yamucha.

The highest point of the world, what mortals call the Heavenly Palace. When Bulma, Ranki, and Poole came to this place for the first time, they couldn't help but marvel at the ingenuity and ingenuity of the heavens. The artistic and technological content is far from being comparable to the capsule companies at this time.

"Celestial! Wave! ”

The continuous wavelength echoed in the empty temple of the gods. The other three put aside their mission for the time being, and visited the holy scenery with an aesthetic and adventurous mood.

"Is this the god who looks down on the world from here?"

Bulma stretched out his head a little bit, only to see the clouds and mountains and misty sea under his feet, and there was no bottom. Timid, her legs weakened and she sat down. Lan Qi scurried around, Yamucha didn't have much leisure to care about them, looking for the gods and Bobo everywhere. It's just that Bobo, who has always been vigilant in his impression, never showed up. An ominous premonition enveloped Yamucha's heart, would it...

The blonde Lan Qi, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, suddenly held several golden vases, stood proudly in front of the door of the central palace, and threw her eyes at Yamucha vigorously.

Alas, this guy ... Yamucha sighed, the women in Dragon Ball who are responsible for the support of their appearance are often like this, and they are used to it. However, in my memory, it is only when everyone is young and cardamom, and when everyone is older, it is rare to see everyone so happy and lively together.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow loomed behind Lan Qi. The outline of the halo, the shadow fading, and the person who appeared completely in the sunlight, Yamucha was dumbfounded, and exclaimed:

"Piccolo!"

Suddenly, Piccolo's slender and sharp hand covered Lan Qi's mouth and nose from behind, and with a little force, Lan Qi fainted instantly.

"You... What are you doing! Let go of Rankie! ”

Yamucha clenched her fists, a cold sweat. I really don't know if the piccolo at this time is the big demon king or the awakened kind Namek. Whether it is friend or foe, Yamucha does not dare to judge lightly.

"Hey, who are you. How can you see that God is so rude and still doesn't kneel?! ”

Let go of Lan Qi, who has no sympathy for the piccolo, Yamucha judges that this piccolo must not be the person from the original world.

It's so troublesome, the Red Ribbon Legion, the peach, the white, and now the piccolo with such a temperament, what kind of enemies will appear?! No, we must destroy the Red Ribbon Legion, No. 16, No. 17, No. 18, Sharu... Thinking about it, Yamucha broke out in a cold sweat, these strong enemies must be destroyed in the bud.

"My name is Yamucha, and I've been in contact with the gods before. Something has happened in the Nether that could destroy the world, and I hope to have your help! ”

Salute first and then soldier, this is the best policy. After all, the current great enemy is the Red Ribbon Legion.

Piccolo picked up all kinds of gold and silver ornaments on the ground, and said disdainfully:

"These, this is the attitude you are pleading with God?"

Not knowing how to explain it, Yamucha embarrassedly forced to say:

"I... It's our first time at the Temple of the Gods, and we're just curious, so please don't mind. ”

The corners of his mouth sneered, and the piccolo grabbed Yamucha's collar with an arrow, and with a move the black tiger pulled out his heart, and the slender nails of his five fingers were inserted into Yamucha's heart!

Here's what it's for! Yamucha subconsciously, her body burst with qi, and she slashed at the back of the piccolo with a side step. As soon as the trick went down, the piccolo instantly turned to the other side, licked his thumb with great interest, and said:

"It's not bad, when this old thing was alive, he said that there was a strong enemy in this world, and it was true."

When you are alive?! Yamucha couldn't believe it, although he knew that Piccolo could become stronger and could absorb the same kind of fighting type, but he couldn't believe that the current Piccolo had killed the gods or absorbed him. You know, Nameks can be comparable to Super Saiyans by constantly absorbing their kind. However, it is not necessarily, it is possible that it is strong from the beginning.

Joyful and worried, the piccolo of this kind of combat power should have at least 3000 combat power, because it seems that such a young piccolo, the body should have only been separated for a short time, and it will take time to improve after fusion. But, enough is enough! Together, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with Tao Baibai.

However, from his eyes, the cold light shone, and he completely regarded Yamucha as an enemy target!