Super Grandmaster of Dragonball

　　 Hanging on Maglev Street, a bread-colored, bread-shaped taxi ran into the traffic. The taxi driver who drove was a beautiful girl with satin orange hair.

　　 "Wow, it looks like it!"

The girl looked at the handsome boy's face in the rearview mirror, her eyes were staring, and she finally couldn't help saying: "YouLooksJustLikethe'GS', godofsongs, whatImeanis... (You look like a **** of song, I mean...

　　 "I know." There was just a black-haired teenager with sunglasses sitting in the back row.

"People say that I am like Sun Wuben, the **** of singing. I sometimes think it is. Fortunately, I am not!" Sun Wuben smiled. His fluent English is very pleasant. This place is on the other side of the earth very far away from the northern capital. The mainstream language is English, as a high-achieving student in the northern capital, although Sun Wuben does not have the ability to master a language in a few days like Bouma, he can also fully master the five common languages ​​in the world and can learn a language in a relatively short time.

　　 "Furthermore, Sun Wu was originally a king-level singer in the Asian-speaking world. His main activity was in the northern capital. I heard that he disappeared after only releasing an album. How could he be here." Sun Wuben said.

"That's right." When the girl heard that the other party knew about Sun Wuben, she suddenly became interested. "This is an English-speaking world. Few foreign stars can break into this area. The song **** Sun Wuben is only known to a few people here. "The girl said with emotion. She is a super music enthusiast and only knew the song **** Sun Wuben, and she only recently learned about it. I didn't expect that the guests who pulled this time also knew the song god.

　　 "But sir, yours is very similar to Monkey King."

"I know." Sun Wuben smiled again, pointing to the glasses on his face, "No, in order to reduce the trouble, I always wear sunglasses when I go out, but it's still very troublesome. It's okay in this Satan City. Go In the northern capital, it will be troublesome. There are always some people coming up to ask for autographs. I wonder if it should be the whole body."

"Plastic surgery? You really don’t know the blessing when you are in the blessing. I don’t know how many boys in this world want to look like Monkey King. It’s good for you, and how handsome is the singer? If I can make an appointment with someone who is as handsome as the singer meeting……"

　　 "A beautiful lady like you, as long as it's a normal man, she won't refuse a date. I think even if the **** of song really sees the lady, he can't bear to refuse her dating request."

　　 The girl smiled: "Mr. is really humorous. By the way, sir, what is your phone number? Are you free for us to have a meal?"

"I really want to have dinner with the young lady, but the tigress at home is very strict and pinches my schedule to death. You can have a good way..." Sun Wuben flirted with the orange-haired girl while holding back. Slowly flipping through a booklet, it was the one with'practice notes' on the cover.

　　 suddenly——

　　 "Sir, there are five minutes to reach the martial arts dojo on the 18th." The girl reminded.

　　 "Five minutes?"

　　 Sun Wuben turned the booklet in his hand to the first page, and saw that this first page showed a screen similar to Sun Wuben’s smartphone in his previous life. Sun Wuben skillfully clicked on the icon with the word ‘browser’ written underneath.

　　 This piece of paper is like a smart phone. The screen changes and a new page is opened.

"search for!"

　　 Sun Wuben clicked on a button again, and the picture on this page changed again, and a page similar to the Baidu homepage of the previous life appeared.

Sun Wuben clicked on the text box on the page, and then directly wrote down with his finger, "No. 18 Fighting Skills Dojo", and then clicked the button that said "GO", slap, the page switched again, only this page appeared full The pattern and text of the article are all related to the martial arts dojo on the 18th.

　　 This is a booklet, a book, or a notebook.

　　 is just a booklet that looks similar to a book. Every piece of paper in it is the crystallization of high-tech, which is equivalent to the touch screen of a computer.

　　 This is the computer technology of this world-computer books.

Previously, when the Monkey King was flipped through, each page displayed the practice notes of the Monkey King. When flipping through this time, each page was related to the martial arts dojo No. 18, but it was really disappointing that the Monkey King was really about ten. The introduction of the No. 8 fighting technique dojo is pitifully scarce, with only a few sentences.

　　 "It turns out that Grandpa came to this Satan City not long after he left home last time, and then he founded this 18th fighting skill dojo."

　　 "In order to gain a reputation for the martial arts dojo on the 18th, the tuition fee for each apprenticeship is only one-tenth of that of the normal martial arts dojo, almost operating at a loss."

　　 "This dojo didn't start to gain some reputation until recently because of a genius Mark in the dojo, and it recruited a lot of new apprentices."

　　 After reading the information, Sun Wuben flipped through the information on the fighting world.

"Mr!"

　　 Suddenly the van stopped.

　　 "We have reached the martial arts dojo on the 18th." The orange-haired girl called.

　　 "Thank you." Monkey Ben handed a few notes to the girl. This world is where high technology and low technology coexist. The girl’s taxi is the very old one, and there is no automatic toll system or check-in system.

"Sir, this is my business card. You have to keep it. I don't give someone a business card easily. By the way, if you invite me to dinner, I would be very happy. Are you free now..." The girl smiled. They all squinted, and after receiving the money, they handed out a business card, but got out of the car and said with a smile to Sun Wuben, obviously not wanting to leave.

　　 Sun Wuben took the business card and nodded: "Definitely." He frowned slightly when he got out of the car.

　　 This is a very dirty, very narrow laneway.

　　 Streets like this are actually slums in the city in Sun Wu’s original impression. They are dirty, chaotic, and poor places with extremely serious crimes.

"That's right, Grandpa doesn't have much money. Only in this kind of place can I barely afford a martial arts dojo, but I always feel that there is something missing in this street..." Sun Wuben looked around and suddenly his eyes lit up. There was a faint sound of warning in my ears.

　　 In the distance of the street, two high-grade mile-ahead cars were driving fast and shot towards Monkey King. The wind from the fast-moving cars even swept some pedestrians on the side of the road.

　　 "Make way!"

"Leave me away for anyone who doesn't want to die!" I saw a middle-aged man sticking out of the window of the car, holding a machine gun, and shooting frantically forward. Most of these bullets hit the ground, but some Shrapnel splashed out and hit pedestrians, UU reading www.uukanshu.com or cars, glass, door walls.

　　 "Run!"

　　 "Damn, why do you encounter such a thing again!"

　　 Everyone who saw the drag racing ran around the whole street. Some of the hapless people who couldn't escape were injured by shrapnel from the missiles. Some cars were hit by bullets and crashed into the sidewalk.

　　 Miles away from the back of the car, there were waves of alarms. It was a high-level police car.

　　 "Damn TK party!"

　　 The young skinny policeman in the police car roared again and again, and while leaning out the window, he shot at the Lili car in front, but it was obviously futile.

"No way, as soon as the TK Party enters this 4499 area, the fish enters the sea." The fat middle-aged policeman next to the youth sighed, his face was not worried. It was not the first time the TK Party escaped from the police chase, he was numb. "Xiao Ming, get ready to call it a day. When we get to this area, even if we catch up, we may not be able to catch these wicked people. Moreover, the TK Party’s ability to fly cars is well-known far and wide, let alone here, it’s a normal street. It's hard for us to catch up with them."

　　 "Do you just let them go like this?" the thin young policeman said angrily.

"So how can it be, this slum is crowded and the streets are narrow, and the TK Party can run wild regardless of human life. Do we dare to drive like this? Not to mention that our drag racing skills are inferior to the other side's three streets! The TK Party can rampage in Satan's market. They haven’t been caught once in three years. This is their ability, Xiao Hu, we try our best to do our best to fail to catch the TK Party. It is normal, and it is abnormal if we catch it!"

"Damn it!" The thin young man slammed the car seat, and was a little discouraged. He also knew that their abilities were too far apart from the TK Party. Don't look at them now that they can chase the two cars in front of them. That's the TK Party. I am teasing them to play, otherwise they would have thrown their police car hundreds of miles away.