Chapter Eighty-Eight: Number Nine

According to the plot calculation, it should be now, two and a half years after the last martial arts conference, the next plot should be Raditz, and the arrival of Raditz in the original book should be, five years after the last martial arts conference, that is, two and a half years before now, the earth should be very calm for a period of time, right, what's going on now, they all got together, and there are media reports.

There was something unexpected, and Arya also watched the news carefully, "Audience friends, you should still remember how many of them put the last champion Mr. Sun Wukong, and Klin, who is also wearing a martial arts uniform, drinking tea" The photographer's lens zoomed in, everyone's faces were clearly enlarged, and the nervous and serious expressions were also clearly different.

"Sister, what are you looking at, so engrossed" Erin walked to the living room with a lot of snacks, and slapped Arya's white and tender thighs with a crisp sound, "Don't make trouble, watch TV" Arya also sat up straight, picked up the snacks on the coffee table, and motioned for Erin to watch TV.

Hearing this, Erin saw Wukong on TV, and turned her head to look at her sister in confusion: "What, what's there to see", Arya rolled her eyes and explained: "Wukong, they don't know what the reason is, they got together again, and it wasn't at their own house or the Turtle Fairy House, obviously they got together again." ”

Erin nodded, sticking to Arya beside her, the snack was watching TV, she obviously didn't care much about these things, she didn't know the original, she didn't feel anything strange about Goku and them getting together again, even if the enemy appeared again, there was not much surprise.

The beautiful reporter is still reporting: "After more than two years, we saw these martial artists at one time, but why did they appear here, now let the reporter explain in detail, ten days ago, Heliu City was attacked by unknown people, and the government sent a large number of police forces to go, unfortunately all the police were killed by him when arresting such a suspect, and more than 40 police officers were killed by the vicious gangsters" The beautiful reporter here looked sad.

"Under the understanding and search of all aspects of the government, the government finally got a shocking news, there was only one person who attacked He Liucheng, he called himself No. 9, and his behavior was very weird" The camera turned around, and the man who appeared in the camera was playing against Wukong and others, about 1.9 meters tall, wearing a set of officer uniforms, with a relatively well-proportioned figure, and an expressionless face.

The beautiful reporter continued to report: "He is the gangster who attacked He Liu City, he is very cruel, and he can release a qigong cannon similar to the turtle school qigong in his hand"

Suddenly, several people in the picture began to move, Wukong and several people all took attack postures, No. 9 is the man, the first to run towards Wukong, the speed is very fast, the camera did not capture his movement trajectory, but the photographer can only focus the camera on Wukong and a few people, sure enough, when the camera turns to Wukong and others, the man has been entangled with Wukong and several people.

From time to time, there is a sound of bumping, the photographer tries to capture their figures, but their movement speed is extremely fast, every time they capture their figures, they will disappear again after a few seconds, the beautiful reporter is full of excitement and explained: "Their speed is too fast, too amazing, I can see the speed of two hundred yards very clearly, but their speed I can faintly see clearly, I can only see the figure vaguely"

The sand and stones splashed in the shot, and it didn't take long for the dust to fill all the sight, and the dim lens made people think that their TV was broken, and the photographer wisely pulled the lens up, and only a piece of the center of the picture was blurred yellow sand, "The scene was chaotic, and the reporter couldn't find their trace at all now" The figure of the beautiful reporter appeared in the lens again.

At that moment, there was a change on the field, a shadow flew out of the blurred dust area, hit a stone pillar, the figure hit the stone pillar, rebounded and fell to the ground, and the stone pillar behind him was also hit by a strong force, crashing sound, slowly falling backwards, a heavy object fell to the ground.

The camera began to shake violently, and the photographer was running towards the wounded man, and the voice of the female reporter came: "We are now going, where the wounded man is, to see if there is anything we can help"

Soon the photographer and reporter successfully arrived at the wounded, the heavy panting sound could be heard clearly, there were photographers and reporters, there were also the wounded, the female reporter stepped forward to help the wounded man, the camera was pointed at him, the picture appeared in the face of drinking tea, he was gasping for breath at this time, and the orange martial arts uniform on his body was tattered.

"Are you okay? Is there something wrong? Do I need to be taken to the hospital? The female reporter picked up the tea and asked anxiously on her face, she has great respect for these martial artists who are fighting on the front line, it is because of the existence of their martial artists that she can protect them as civilians, and it is with this mentality that she enters the front line of the battle to report their deeds regardless of life and death.

Drinking tea gasped: "Leave, get out of here quickly, it's not a place where you ordinary people can come, you may die at any time if you don't leave" The beautiful female reporter drank tea and still couldn't bear her to die here, reminding them to leave as soon as possible, and turned her eyes back to the dust after speaking.

The female reporter and the photographer were stunned for a while, not knowing what they should do now, and the female reporter was stunned for a while and said, "I'll take you out of this place first" and motioned to the photographer, and the two quickly moved the tea behind a boulder far from the battlefield.

The battle continued, and after drinking tea, Klin and Tianjin were successively beaten out of the dust circle, and the female reporter and photographer stepped forward to carry both of them over.

"Of the four martial artists, three have been defeated, and now only Mr. Sun Wukong, the last martial arts champion, is still fighting bravely" The female reporter was already worried, her voice was not as excited as before, and the successive defeats of the three martial artists made her a little pessimistic.

Wukong, who is still fighting, is not in a very good state at this time, the martial arts uniform on the upper body has been completely beaten into rags, but he is still gritting his teeth and fighting, hitting No. 9 this time, Wukong only feels that his fists are slightly numb, and No. 9's body is as hard as steel, there is no trace of scars on his body after fighting for so long, and his breath has no signs of weakness, it should not be said that he has no breath from the beginning.

At the moment when Wukong was distracted, Nine's eyes lit up, and his two eyes shot out red line-like attacks, Wukong narrowly dodged the vital point, but his waist was still scraped, and a breath of burnt flesh came.