"Master!" Seeing that Piccolo was walking towards King Chaba again, the disciples stopped in front of him together.

Piccolo stopped and looked condescendingly (he was too tall) at the four humans with blue noses and swollen faces: "...... So far, you haven't shot at me or my soldiers, so I can think of you as citizens who come to see the excitement, just like the film crew over there. But if you attack me, the nature will be different. Are you still going to stop me?"

"Four hands fist!" replied to the piccolo by the attack of the four disciples. The incomplete version of the Eight Hands Fist, the four people add up to sixteen hands, and the sky is full of the shadow of hands for a while.

Piccolo waved his hand impatiently, and the four of them flew to the Western Capital together. Piccolo then came to King Chaba.

"Just remembered something. I made a mistake," said Piccolo who had come to King Chaba, suddenly, "and I forgot to ask the monk his last words when I sent him there. So, what last words do you have to give before sending you to meet your apprentices, Grand Master?"

"Die!" King Chaba roared, slashing out with a knife in his left hand, he and Pampt were the least injured of all the wounded so far, and after recovering for so long, they could now fight back.

The "......" piccolo was speechless for a long time after receiving this hand knife, and then he kicked out, kicking the king of Chaba away and falling in the direction of the western capital.

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"I'm sorry, friends. Not far away, General Rice Cake slowly raised his arm, and silently apologized to the Turtle Immortal and others in his heart: "You are all heroes, great heroes. ”

"Your Excellency General......" a herald next to him whispered. Ever since the rice cake raised his hand, he had been paying attention to the commander, to be exact, the commander's raised hand.

"Launch!!"

In the distance, on the missile launcher, which had been on standby, a huge flame erupted from the tail of a missile, flying towards Piccolo.

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After throwing King Chaba out, Piccolo pinched Pampt's chin and lifted him up.

After a little scrutiny, Piccolo unconsciously showed surprise on his face: "By the way, this is it, it's such a face, I like it the most." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Piccolo was slightly stunned, and turned his head to look to the side, "Oh, someone really attacked me with a missile." "Such an attack will not hurt him, and he can easily dodge a missile attack if he wants. But he wasn't going to hide.

If the missile hits him, it will have no effect on him, but the human estimate within the explosion range is ...... There is no need to estimate, and there will definitely be no results. The turtle immortal Kobayashi and others may be able to barely escape with their strong bodies, Violet and Leping (who was too badly injured) are not easy to say, and the Chaba king Pampt will almost certainly be sentenced to death, not to mention ordinary people like Dayis rice cakes.

It's interesting to let you die under the attack of your own people, Piccolo thought.

But Piccolo immediately saw the camera spinning on one side - it's a shame that the rest of the world can't see the films you have taken.

At this thought, the piccolo immediately flew up. The missile turned, chasing the Piccolo and flying high into the air.

"The Great Demon King has escaped!" Rice Cake excited, "I know that modern weapons with incredible power are truly powerful." There is no doubt about the strength of these people, but they also cannot withstand such a powerful attack. ”

Suddenly, there was a sun in the night sky, and after a few seconds, a powerful shock wave came along with a huge explosion, and everyone was blown to the ground.

The rice cake flipped two heels on the ground, and finally settled down, and hurriedly looked up at the huge fireball in the sky.

"Rice Cake General ......" The herald who was also blown over did not forget his duty, and as soon as he stabilized his body, he immediately returned to his boss.

"Definitely kill him. "Rice cake is very excited. Also very nervous.

"Hmm. The herald looked at the fireball in the sky with the same nervousness.

"You gave the order to attack, which means that you also want to die in the city that is about to be destroyed by me. Behind the rice cake, the voice of the Great Demon King suddenly came.

The rice cake and the herald were shocked, and hurriedly turned back, who could it be if it wasn't the Great Demon King behind him?

Holding his hands on his chest, he looked at the two of them condescendingly, and the pampt who was originally in his hand was gone.

"Yes, it's such a face, I can't get tired of looking at it. Piccolo bent down and clubbed his face in front of the herald with a look of appreciation.

"Soldier, remember your awareness. After being shocked, the rice cake had regained its composure and yelled at the herald next to him, who was still panicking.

"Amazing courage!" Piccolo turned his head and looked at the rice cake, "It's not strange that martial artists can have the courage to fight against me, ordinary people can have such courage, you are the first to ...... Do you have any last words?"

Rice cake looked at the herald next to him, sighed, and suddenly shouted: "All soldiers, listen to my orders and stand upright!"

All the soldiers reflexively make upright movements.

"Oh......" Piccolo blinked, not stopping the rice cake.

"Take a break. ”

The rice cake looked in all directions, and was very relieved to see that the soldiers under his command had basically regained their calm.

"Listen to me!" said Rice Cake again.

"Shoot all the missiles at the Piccolo Great!"

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"Great last words!" Piccolo sneered, complimenting, "rest assured, you won't die under this attack." As I said, I will let you people die in the city you defend. ”

With that, Piccolo turned around and faced the direction in which the missile had come from.

"Resistance to the end, and the last resistance?" said Piccolo secretly, "when this last resistance is crushed, what kind of expression will be on your face?"

For the order of the mochi general, no soldier questioned it, and no soldier refused. Soldiers are originally committed to carrying out orders.

Moments later, the last three missiles were activated, flying towards the Piccolo Archdemon.

With an upright kick, one missile flies into the sky, followed by a right hook, and the second missile, then a left hook, and a third missile, which flies to the right. After doing this, Piccolo turned around and clapped his hands, facing the Rice Cake General, as if he had done something insignificant.

Rice cake had no expression on his face, and he stared at Piccolo coldly. From the moment Piccolo appeared behind him, he knew that since Piccolo could disable the first missile, those three missiles would most likely not be useful to Piccolo.

"The last resistance has been crushed, do you still have this expression?" Piccolo said dissatisfied, after a brief glance at the rice cake.

Three balls of light appeared at the same time, and the three light sources shone out a range of kilometers like shadowless lights.

A few seconds later, the shockwave came with a loud bang, and the people on the ground jumped again.