Wandering in Dragon Ball

The city of water, the headquarters of the Neptune Society.

The usually bustling building was extremely quiet today, and no one dared to take a breath.

A tall figure in a gray coat approached from far away. He carried a majestic aura. The wind blew everywhere he passed, and the door opened without knocking.

Seeing the man, everyone fell to the ground in fear and shouted in unison: "Welcome to the president in person!"

The five-meter-tall Great White Shark fishman Dijakel narrowed his enchanting purple eyes and revealed his sharp teeth. Two or three meters behind him, there followed several men who were also from the Shark Clan, wearing black suits and full of evil aura.

"Everyone, get up." Dijakel turned around and sat on the gemstone chair made of thousands of pieces of sea phosphorite. He was very satisfied with the respectful appearance of his subordinates. "As usual, let's report on this week's situation."

The flounder man in the front row stepped forward with great dignity, opened a ledger and began to read: "Dear President, the profit of this association in the Water City this week is..."

One after another, the little bosses came to the stage with awe and expectation, just like the scene of an economic report meeting in a large company.

After reporting the money account, Digakel waved his hand impatiently. A group of small bosses who ran various shops in the water city were amnesty. They thanked and left in a hurry.

The monkfish Kapis, who was in charge of the mine, threw himself on the ground uneasily and kowtowed violently without saying a word.

"My subordinates failed to do their job well and allowed a warrior to sneak in. The whereabouts of nine Poseidon warriors are unknown..."

Before he finished speaking, Dijakel glanced at the tearful Kabis.

"Shh!"

A gust of wind flew past under the seat and turned into a sharp wind blade, splitting the trembling monkfish in half on the spot.

The Shark Clan’s innate skill, Wind Blade!

The monkfish with its body and head dislocated lay there with its eyes open and its blood soaked the floor.

Kill decisively!

Real cruelty!

Although they knew that the president was always willing to kill people, this bloody scene still made everyone pale with fear and remain silent.

"Warrior?" Dijakel's face was full of anger.

"Where are the warriors from?"

"President, it is said that he is a slug child. It cannot be ruled out that he is disguised."

"Haha, the slug tribe..." Dijakel tapped his fingers rhythmically on the chair, "I'll give you one day to find out!"

Times of Day!

This is a death warrant.

It is conceivable that if the culprit cannot be found, there will be several more bodies.

The fish people cursed the ungrateful warrior in their hearts and followed the orders to leave.

Soon, footsteps were heard outside the door, and a tall, veiled Beng girl wearing a meager gauze dress walked into the building.

She took off her veil, and her delicate and beautiful face appeared in Dijakel's eyes.

"What a rare visitor." Dijakel admired the attractive figure of the Beng tribe girl and sneered: "I wonder what kind of advice Princess Ellie has when she comes here."

If anyone knew that the princess of the Water Capital Kingdom actually appeared here, it would be explosive news.

The princess looked at the majestic and powerful shoulders of the Great White Shark Man, her face showed a hint of crimson, and she whispered: "Don't you want me to help you find the descendants of the Lost Temple? There are results."

"Oh?" Dijakel took the letter from the princess and opened it.

A charming face appeared in the photo.

"As expected of a descendant of Atlantis blood, this appearance... tsk tsk."

The beautiful fish-human mixed-race girl with innocent eyes flashed, looking up at the sky with a smile. It must be said that the photographer's skills were very good and captured the best side of this girl.

"My lord, you are joking. You also have royal blood and are more suitable for managing the Water City than the old immortal in the palace."

Dijakel looked at the naked ambition in the woman's eyes and couldn't help but laugh.

"Water capital?"

"That's nothing. In my eyes, I see the entire ocean world, and even the entire land!"

Dijakel clenched his fists under the surprised look of the princess.

As long as I can find that thing, no one in this world will be my opponent, Dijakel!

"Drip!"

After Maruyama sent a message to Li Meng, he led the bald young man to follow the unsuspecting dolphin tribe girl Fig.

"Brother Maruyama, if we follow him like this, will we alert the enemy?"

"Idiot, we are called watching... waiting for something to happen, you know? Damn, I almost forgot this idiom, but fortunately I have a good memory."

The bald young man has a head full of black lines. Is this how you use it to wait and see?

"Anyway, the mercenaries said that besides them, there is a group of people who are also observing this girl. From my perspective, she must be a big fish."

"Where is such a beautiful girl without anyone looking at her? Poor Mao Jiu, such a woman is destined to have no fate with him."

The bald young man is right. Ever since graduation, figs have been the target of various rich and second-generation officials. It wasn't until Neptune stepped in that the others left in frustration.

The results of the mercenaries' investigation revealed that Figuo is a hybrid of dolphin and human race. He has a sister who is a princess in the palace, and his family has a little money.

She likes to draw, and her works sell well all over the world. Her most famous work is a picture of a sunrise on the sea.

I like cakes and delicacies and drink coffee.

Currently working in the Art Department of Water City, he is a temporary professor.

With a gentle and virtuous personality and a sweet appearance, this kind of good woman who is born with the talent of being rich and beautiful is very rare even in the human world.

"Beauty is a disaster, Mao Jiu can't protect her."

Seeing how Fig could make men on the street stop and watch with just a smile, the bald young man couldn't help but sigh that this girl's charm was extraordinary.

A giant crab inlaid with a gold seat galloped from a distance and stopped next to Fig. Sitting on it was a sullen boy, who was his fiancé Karu.

"Fig, get in the car!" Karu stretched out his pale hand. He is a fishman of the eel tribe.

"I don't like sitting on crabs."

"What does it look like to be in public all day? Follow me into the palace, your sister wants to see you!"

Fig hesitated for a moment, then carefully stepped onto the giant crab. With a low roar, the crab's feet were filled with wind, and it walked straight towards the palace on the far side of the avenue.

Seeing this, Maruyama was about to follow, but was grabbed by the bald young man.

"what?"

The bald young man pointed to the small alley next to him, where a group of arrogant fish-men were staring at them maliciously.

"Human race, don't stare at Master Karu's fiancée all day long, looking for death, right?"

Seven or eight tall fishmen surrounded the two people. They had seen Maruyama buying a long knife with gold coins near the weapons store, and they had followed him here. Now they just robbed these two fat sheep.

Maruyama and the bald young man looked at each other, and then they started guessing in a tacit understanding.

"Ok?"

The fish people were dumbfounded. What were these two idiots doing?

"Oh, you're going to lose." Maruyama lost to his companions after guessing three times in a row. He felt a little unhappy. "You're lucky. I'm offering half price for the fracture package today. Come on."

The fish people looked at the little dwarf with eyes that looked at the weaklings, and couldn't help laughing.

But soon, they stopped laughing.

When the security center personnel who received the alarm arrived, they found that the place was full of fish-men with twisted hands and feet, all lying on the ground with dull faces.

Seeing the traces of a boulder weighing at least several tons being smashed into pieces on the side of the road, the fishmen took a deep breath.

Is this done by humans?

Are they a group of monsters in human guise?

Cyborg No. was wearing a cloak, and his face without a nose and mouth was tightly wrapped. He saw the scene of Maruyama beating the fishman on the street.

According to the information provided by Dr. Gallo, the dwarf seems to be in the same group as Li Meng?

His eyes showed coldness.

Just in time, let’s catch this little miscellaneous fish first to make up the number.