Dragon Ball Pastry Family

Chapter 141 Focused Battle
"Good afternoon, friends in front of the TV, friends on the radio, please don't be surprised when you hear this news. The news of the return of Piccolo is true. He dismissed the central government and all levels of government. The news from the local government is also true, but don’t panic, the governments and armies of our various regions will form a joint resistance army to resist the atrocities of the Great Demon King..."

"We deny the legitimacy of Piccolo King's status as king, refuse to execute any of his orders, resolutely maintain local order and social stability, actively seek various methods to eliminate Piccolo King, and restore peace to the world as soon as possible. Please don't be afraid, everyone. Don't give up hope, we're always there!"

Panic is spreading in the western capital. Rich people drive their own flying cars, and the planes flee directly. No matter what the air traffic control order is, there will be a loud bang from the sky from time to time, which is a mid-air crash.

The people on the ground are not much better. Although Piccolo is regarded as the savior of the wicked by many bad guys, there is no difference between the good guys and the bad guys in the face of this kind of disaster. A large number of pedestrians and vehicles filled every corner of the city in a short time. A street, large and small streets that communicate with the outside world is almost impossible to walk.

Complaints and abuse quickly escalated into violent conflicts over time.

"Hurry up? Why did you stop?"

"Do you think I don't want to? There's no way!"

"I can go to hell, court death, right, dilly-dally?"

"Damn, can this be controlled, can you drive a flying car?"

"Hey, are you courting death?"

"What's wrong, not convinced? Let's do it!"

In many cases, conflicts escalate rapidly in anxiety.

"Look! The Piccolo Demon King has been stopped!"

At this time, countless televisions showed a blurry image——a young man exuding pale golden light stood in front of Piccolo.

"Everyone! Piccolo the Great Demon King... He was intercepted by an unknown young martial artist at the main entrance of the palace!" The former king who was forced to abdicate stood on the TV and introduced the current situation excitedly.

Xidu is unprecedentedly jubilant, but while some people are happy, others are sad.

"What? Zhajiang noodles?" Tang Nian rolled his eyes and passed out.

"It's really amazing, Zajiangmian! Ouch! Why are you beating me, father?" Chaomian asked, covering his head.

"That's your nephew!" Ganmian said with an old face, he could already foresee the worst outcome.

"Come on, Great Demon Piccolo, I'm not afraid of you!" Zajiangmian said to Piccolo, slowly showing his starting gesture.

"Then go to hell!" Piccolo stopped talking nonsense, and rushed over directly, punching him!
"pang!" The huge impact made Jajangmyeon's body almost sink into the ground, and the hardened cement road of the palace was like a cracked egg shell, full of circular cracks.

"One second has passed!" Zajiangmian defended against Piccolo's attack, and said, looking at the somewhat surprised Big Demon King.

"..." Piccolo's face turned dark now, "I hope your face is as hard as your mouth!"

"Ha!" Piccolo instantly used his strongest fists and kicks, and his strength was at its maximum, but after a burst of attacks, the fried noodles were still as firm as a rock.

"Three seconds have passed!" Zajiangmian still stared at Piccolo and said the last thing he wanted to hear.

"Ah! Qi He Cannon!" Piccolo was furious now, regardless of whether the palace is still his current residence, he immediately started to use powerful Qigong moves.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the buildings behind Zajiangmian disappeared without a trace, and the ground seemed flat and empty, as if it had been licked.

"..." Tianjin Fan was stunned. Is this the power of the Great Piccolo Demon King? "Oops! Zhajiang Noodles!"

Tianjin Fan wanted to rush over to confirm the situation, but was tightly entangled by the drum, "Bastard, get out of the way!"

"No!" Dagu was very fortunate. He chose a good opponent at the beginning, so that he was not directly killed like Sachs. Now he worked more attentively.

Impatient to wait any longer, the smoke and dust were blown away by Piccolo's slap, revealing the tattered Zhajiangmian inside. He was still standing firm, with a cleaner line drawn under his feet and behind him.

"Huh!" Tianjin Fan let out a long sigh of relief, but Dagu took the opportunity to beat him up.

"Hey——six seconds have passed!" Zajiangmian stretched his body, and the light golden light belonging to Superman mode entangled again. That's right, he was directly knocked out of Superman mode just now, Piccolo is still amazing!

"Huh?" Piccolo was about to explode, you don't want to carry which pot without opening it, okay, the big devil also wants to save face, and then he yelled and rushed towards the fried sauce noodles.

"Superman mode - full power!" Zhajiangmian is also not to be outdone, and now his Superman mode is not only longer than the beginning, but also stronger!

"Bang bang bang bang!" A series of voices exploded one after another. The two people were evenly matched before, and neither of them could do anything to the other.

"Damn it, how could there be such a difficult person?" Piccolo gritted his teeth.

But Zajiangmian said again: "Ten seconds have passed!"

"Hiss! You are really... annoying!" Piccolo was embarrassed, but the best way to eliminate the embarrassment was to face it, "You are finished! Martial Daoist!"

"Wow!" Piccolo didn't have any chances anymore, he directly resorted to his overload mode, and the gas gushed out like a pressure cooker.

If the strongest output state of the old Piccolo is to return to his prime, then the strongest output state of the mature Piccolo will be even higher. Both have a common shortcoming - the burning life, so Piccolo does not I don't really like to use it.

"I've been waiting for a long time! This is my strongest state!" Piccolo introduced generously.

"...This is not easy!" Zajiangmian was a little dumbfounded, the monster in front of him, in the perception of breath, was completely a dangerous group of explosives, a poisonous snake eager to try, full of explosive danger.

"Ah!" Piccolo flashed beside the fried noodles, and chopped down with a knife.

"Don't think about it!" Zajiangmian stood up to defend, but was still shot far away by the blow.

"What?" Tianjin Fan was so frightened that he couldn't even fight anymore. Why did the devil suddenly seem to have been beaten?
"Hey hey hey! This is the overload mode of the great devil king, your little friend is dead!" Dagu said cruel words slowly, without feeling embarrassed at all.

"Magic eye light!" Piccolo stared at Jajangmian again, and two red beams shot out from his eyes, focusing on the heart of Jajangmian.

"As expected of the Great Piccolo Demon King, but Dongdongbo!" Two Dongdongbo shot out from Zajiangmian's hands, collided with the light from the magic eyes, and succeeded in another attack by the current Great Demon King.

"Do you think you escaped? That's just a cover!" Piccolo's body had already appeared beside the noodles.

"What?" Zajiangmian himself could not have imagined that someone could be so powerful.

"Ha!" "Boom!"

"Oh!" The fried noodle that was kicked hard in the waist directly hit the ground on its side.

"Too young!" Piccolo laughed.

(End of this chapter)