In the afternoon, like a swaying cup of tea, the sun is accompanied by clouds and clouds, and it does not lose that fragrance. At least, in Yamucha's opinion, that's the case.

Blue, who was lying on the ground, collapsed and fell into a coma. The police car handheld him and sent him to the most severe prison in view of the strength of the Red Ribbon Legion. The host was very excited about this temporary drama and commanded the audience to pay a high salute to Yamucha.

The touch of sunshine in the air is so heartwarming.

"Well, go on after 10 points in the next game! By Tao Baibai against Sun Wukong! ”

What the! On a sunny day, Yamu tea was stunned as if it had been struck by lightning. Tao Baibai, he knows too well, that crane immortal brother, known as the number one killer in the world. Although in the distant future, it is also a garbage marginal figure. However, now that the peach is white, even Teacher Wu Tian is difficult to deal with, not to mention that this person is completely a cold-faced killer and never takes human life seriously.

At this time, Yamucha was even more surprised to find that the people behind the wall had long since disappeared. rushed over, looked left and right, and saw no one. Backstage, in a panic, the host nervously commanded the staff, as if something terrible had happened.

"What's wrong!"

Yamucha patted the host, and the host grabbed a life-saving straw, hugged Yamucha, squatted in the corner and whispered:

"I heard that something big happened in front of the backstage, and the body of the Clint player, as well as several other contestants, are gone. There are two staff members lying dead in the infirmary, and the backstage is full of corpses, I really don't know who did this horrible thing..."

Bra, Wukong, Wutian teacher... Yamucha was a little dizzy, saying that it was still possible to attack Wukong, but Bula and Teacher Wutian, how could this be possible? Yamucha was so anxious that she didn't have time to think too much, so she pushed away the host and ran directly into the backstage area. Who the hell is it? The peach-white figure is like a ghost, and Yamucha seems to be hallucinating.

Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could Tao Baibai alone beat Bula and the Turtle Immortals!

Footsteps, stepping through pools of blood. Bursts of nausea blood, corpses all over the ground, a strong sense of foreboding collided with Yamucha's brain, and there was a sharp headache. Yamucha didn't want to believe this cruel truth.

In the darkness, Bra's eyes were bleeding, and he desperately stretched out his hand to Yamucha for help, but the two of them were like two worlds, getting farther and farther apart.

How can I be worthy of Bulma!

Getting more and more anxious, Yamucha didn't care about anything else, and the Dancing Technique flew up and crashed into the medical room. The scene in front of him pushed Yamucha to despair. Blood splattered all over the walls, broken heads, mutilated bodies, and intestines everywhere, miserable. Looking at the ambulance table again, it was a black, charred corpse, unburned clothes, and a big turtle character.

Yamucha's eyes were blank, and her knees were limp and she knelt on the ground.

It must be my own reason, it must be my own time travel, and I must have changed history. Back then, at this time, Cheng Long fought against Wukong, and then everyone happily ate and drank in the restaurant, so unhappy.

However, this is the case now. Yamucha will only pit teammates. It will cause the future world to be completely destroyed, and the current friends will die tragically.

Suddenly, Yamucha thought of Bulma, who was still in the audience. A dance spell crashed through walls and flew towards the audience. Behind him, there were groups of policemen, looking at themselves incredulously. The search here will be fruitless, as you are dealing with a group of superhumans who have never heard of it.

However, Yamucha knows that the Red Ribbon Legion and the Crane Immortals will definitely not be able to escape!

At this time, the audience was already noisy, and everyone was anxiously waiting for the next group of games, completely unaware of the big game that took place. Twenty minutes had passed, and Bulma yawned and said boredly:

"I didn't expect that there would be so many things in this year's martial arts meeting, and in previous years, it would be over in a while."

Poole floated in the sky, his eyes full of anticipation, and said:

"I really want to see Yamucha win the championship! Listen, everyone is talking about Yamu tea! ”

Indeed, the audience's patience was almost worn out, and they invariably shouted for a refund, and some directly said:

"Don't think about it, Yamucha must be the champion!"

"Just announce the results and forget it!"

"Boom!" There was another loud bang, and the audience was directly dumbfounded, only to see Yamucha break through the wall and fly to the audience. Ordinary ordinary people look at Yamucha like watching a blockbuster.

Yamucha looked at Bulma and stood in the stands. The mood could not be calmed down, and an affectionate hug hugged Bulma tightly. Tears rolled down her face, making Bulma flush like a fiery flush, not knowing what to do. And, the audience suddenly realized at this moment, and stood up and cast envious eyes.

"Marry him! Marry him! ”

Bored people, found new gimmicks, cheered, cheered loudly in the sky.

"I can't imagine that Yamucha is so romantic..."

Poole grinned.

However, with trembling hands, Bulma seemed to understand that Yamucha at this time did not mean that. Although she didn't know what was going on, Bulma's delicate feelings gently stroked Yamucha's back and said gently:

"Rest assured, I've always been here and never left..."

A bright light flashed in his heart, and in Yamucha's eyes, it was Bulma who was growing old with herself, listening to that voice, Yamucha couldn't control it anymore, and she cried loudly, saying:

"I'm sorry, Bulma! Bra is gone, Goku is gone! ”

Surprised, frightened, Bulma let go of Yamucha and shook her head in disbelief. can look at Yamucha's sincere appearance, but he can't help but believe it.

"Teacher Wu Tian was not there in the first place..."

Lan Qi whispered, not understanding what Yamucha said and not meant.

"Cheng Long is Teacher Wutian!"

Now, they finally understood the seriousness of the situation. The tragic death of Klin, the Red Ribbon Legion Android 8, can't think of anything more terrible. With a pale face, Bulma's sadness suddenly turned into anger, and she shouted at Yamucha:

"Then what are you doing here! Rubbish! Find them! ”

Yamucha took out a monkey's tail from his trouser pocket, and suddenly, Bulma fainted.

What's next? Yamucha didn't know. I don't know what these Red Ribbon Legions are going to do, but Yamucha doesn't dare to chase them down all over the city, what if Bulma has an accident? Besides, looking for a needle in a haystack and looking for it randomly is not a good way, you must find someone who is familiar with the world to help.

Besides, looking at the rest of the group, Yamucha really didn't want anyone to leave him.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration. Yamucha thought of it! Temple of the Celestial Gods! Yes, looking down on this world, the only one who is the most knowledgeable is the gods! Moreover, the Temple of the Heavenly God, that place has sheltered this group of weak people many times.

Sirens blared, and countless police cars surrounded the venue. The audience was amazed and didn't know what was going on. I saw that an officer in a senior police uniform walked to the front desk with the host and said into the microphone:

"Just as the Yamucha players were dealing with Blue, someone witnessed the Momo-White and Red Ribbon Legion attacking the venue, killing the venue staff and leaving the other players missing. In this case, this year's No. 1 Martial Arts Association in the world is over, so please stay where you are and accept the check! ”

There was consternation, and an aura of terror permeated the venue.