Dragon Ball: I Am Saitama

"Yes Genos, with our help, it won't take long. The matter is decided like this."

Of course Leping was very cooperative with this. He wished it was like this. It would be great to be able to repay the favor.

"Okay, let's have a feast again this time."

Bulma suggested that she wanted to have some fun. Eating and drinking was naturally perfect for a group of martial arts practitioners. Others might lack interest. How could she not understand this.

Originally, Wukong and the others were quite happy to have a feast, but they found that when Bulma made this announcement, Wu Tian, ​​an elder, ran away as if he had seen a ghost.

"Damn Bulma, you really want me to be in huge debt. No, I just pretend that I didn't hear it, otherwise I will really sell myself without any money."

For the sake of his own face, Wu Tian simply ran away. Although this was a bit embarrassing, it was better than losing both money and face.

"It seems that Mr. Wu Tian suffered from severe bleeding last time."

Genos said straightforwardly. Although he didn't eat, he knew better how much Wukong and the others ate last time. The mountain of dishes was enough to bankrupt most people.

Saitama was a little embarrassed at this time. He ate quite hard last time. Although it was far inferior to Goku, it was not much worse than Krillin and Leping.

In fact, Saitama didn't dare to eat at that time, otherwise he might not have eaten less than Goku. Having been in the workplace, he still knows a lot about the world.

Leping and Klin blushed consciously and felt a little embarrassed, but when they thought about Wukong, they didn't feel that they had anything to be embarrassed about.

"What a hemorrhage."

Wukong also asked curiously: "Teacher Wu Tian, ​​is he injured?"

"Obviously not." Wukong thought about it again and again, and was very sure that Wu Tian was not injured, let alone bleeding.

Saitama has long been used to Goku like this. This guy is even duller than him, and all he can think about is fighting.

Genos sweated profusely and felt a little embarrassed. He really didn't know what to say to Wukong's question and answer. It seemed that he couldn't explain it, and it was hard to explain. He couldn't say it because you guys ate too much and Wu Tianhua was confused. Money is going broke.

Bulma slapped his head and felt a little headache. This guy was still like a piece of wood. It was really almost turning into a piece of wood. However, Bulma was also numb to this.

Kelin Leping couldn't help but smile. Sure enough, Wukong was still the same Wukong, and it wouldn't change much just because he became stronger.

"Okay, no matter if that old man is injured or not, let's go have a big dinner. I'm treating you this time, so you can eat without worry."

In order to block Wukong and avoid embarrassing Genos, Bulma had no choice but to say that she would treat the guests, and she could only treat them. The others were not impoverished. They all only had training in mind and no money. Yes, heartless guy.

"Yeah, that's great, Yubuma's treat."

Wukong laughed the most and immediately forgot about the previous question. In Wukong's eyes, besides practicing to become stronger, eating was the most important thing.

"As expected, he's still that heartless guy. I'm really worried about his future wife. Will she be mad at him like this?"

Bulma couldn't help but smile as he thought about it, this is him, Sun Wukong.

Krillin was naturally not polite when Bulma treated him to a treat, but Saitama was a little more polite and ate almost as much as last time. He was afraid that he would still feel embarrassed if he ate too much.

Wukong still ate to the fullest. There were more than a dozen food delivery people in his place, but he was still almost too busy. It was jaw-dropping. He ate a bit more than last time. It made people suspicious that he had such a small belly. , how come it wasn’t burst by the mountain of food? This is unreasonable.

In the end, everyone watched Wukong eat, and they were all dumbfounded. In the end, they came to the conclusion that this was so unreasonable, that he was not a human at all, but a monster, when it came to eating.

"Ah, I'm finally full."

After two hills of dishes, Wukong patted his belly and smiled with great satisfaction, showing a comfortable expression.

"Hey, why are you all looking at me? Are you all full?"

Wukong finally realized very belatedly that everyone was looking at him strangely.

Everyone was speechless, only to realize that we had been watching you for a long time, but you were only focused on eating and completely regarded everyone as nothing.

"No, not yet."

Bulma replied angrily, took a bite of the meat, and thought, I'm so greedy for you, let's see if you can still eat it.

"Wow, Bulma, you have such a big appetite. I'm full, but you're not full yet."

Wukong looked at Bulma in surprise and blurted out.

The entire dining room became extremely silent at this moment, and no one dared to express their anger. It was the tranquility before the storm.

"This is such a good... innocent boy." A delivery boy wanted to say that he was so shameless. You have eaten so much, do you have the nerve to say that others have eaten more? It is really shameless, but when he saw Wukong like that Son, he knew that this young man was lacking in strength.

"Bulma, you have such a big appetite."

This sentence floated in Bulma's mind several times, and her face suddenly turned ugly. She reached out and touched Lan Qi, took out a big gun from Lan Qi and hid it behind her back.

"Bulma, why don't you look wrong?"

Wukong also said something first, not feeling Bulma's endless terrifying anger at all.

When Bulma took out the gun and hid it behind his back, the food delivery boys fled one by one. As they ran away, they thought, that boy really deserves to die.

"Really, do I look bad?"

Bulma squeezed out a smile and touched his face. The others felt Bulma's murderous intention and escaped from the dining room one by one. Klin and the two even escaped with Genos, but Genos actually wanted to Stay there to persuade Bulma and Klin, how dare they let Genos do such a dangerous thing.

"Yeah, you look so ugly, Bulma, you can't be sick."

Wukong still didn't realize that Bulma was already on the verge of rage.

Bulma gritted his teeth and said, "Yeah, I'm sick."

"I'm just telling you, Bulma, you must not be sick, why do you look so ugly?"

Wukong said as if it was true, and he nodded repeatedly.

"Genos, are you crazy? You actually want to persuade Bulma."

Krillin looked at Genos in disbelief, completely incomprehensible that Genos would have such a thought.

Genos smiled bitterly: "But wouldn't it be good if we left Mr. Goku alone in there?"

"If you don't leave him inside, do you want Bulma to kill us all too?"

Krillin looked at Genos with a look of fear. Bulma, who was in a rage, would not care whether it was their business or not. They were not good people anyway, and he would not let them go if they were wrongly killed.

Genos thought for a moment and couldn't help but tremble in fear. He had no doubt that if they stayed inside, they would definitely be hunted down.

"I don't care. It's a pity that my clothes can't hold up."

Saitama didn't want his last piece of clothing to turn into a honeycomb, so he escaped without any hesitation or any trace of a master's style.