A card with the word 'Demon' floated down slowly and landed on the corpse. A huge shadow flitted across the corpse. It was a green monster with huge wings.
"These martial artists are really weak. Who's next? Kling? He looks like a kid. " Dambalin flapped his wings and flew in the air happily. He held a bunch of photos in his hands. The top photo was of Kling.
"Kling's address is … that place. It's too far. Let's find a nearby place first." Dambalin flipped through the photos one by one. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "Ginkgo Village. This place is close. Let's look at this martial artist's profile …" This time, Sun Wuben's face was displayed at the top.
Dambalin looked at the profile below and couldn't help but be surprised.
"This Sun Wuben's martial artist is also a famous singer. His nickname is Singing Deities. Interesting. In the past, martial artists all focused on martial arts. Only this kid is a Singing Deities. It'll be interesting if such a person dies at my hands …" Dambalin immediately flew towards Ginkgo Village.
Ginkgo Village.
In Sun Woo-ryu's training hall, Buma was bored to death.
"1001,1002 …"
In the training hall, Clint 'grabbed the rusty cultivation equipment that hadn't been used for a long time and started to practice. Suddenly, a slightly plump middle-aged woman walked in. Buma's eyes lit up.
"Sister-in-law, is Sun Wuben back yet?"
"I'm sorry, not yet. Young Master's whereabouts are uncertain. Although most of the time, he comes back once a day, sometimes he comes back once every two or three days. Moreover, he usually only comes back at night. You know his current situation, the paparazzi are too crazy." The middle-aged woman placed a drink on the table in front of Buma. "Miss Bulma, are you and my young master? Is that child over there yours and Young Master's? "
"Peng!"
The huge barbell smashed down onto Kling's head. Buma blushed. "What are you talking about? I've only known Sun Wuben for less than three years. That baldy is already sixteen years old. He's only three or four years younger than me. "
"Sister-in-law, I'm Sun Wuben's friend." Kling felt like crying.
"Aiya, look at my expression." The middle-aged woman smiled embarrassedly and called out to Kling, "Hey kid, where's your drink?"
"Just put it on the table in front of Buma," Kling said. "By the way, is Sun Wuben really coming back at night?"
"Young Master is usually like this. He rarely comes back during the day. You can spend the night here. We rarely have guests."
"Buma, are you really going to spend the night here? I think we'd better go back. Let Sister-in-law tell Sun Wuben that we've been here for something." Kling suggested.
"Alright." Buma was already impatient.
"Sister-in-law, we'll take our leave first. When Sun Wuben comes back, please tell him that we've been here for something urgent," Buma said. A moment later, Buma and Kling left Sun Woo-ryu's dojo.
"Peng!"
Buma threw out a Hoi-Poi Capsule, which transformed into an airplane.
At this moment —
"Excuse me, how do I get to Sun Wuben's house from Singing Deities?" A voice rang out, and a figure flew down from the sky.
"So ugly!"
Buma frowned. It was a green monster with huge wings and a flat and wide mouth that opened to the ears.
"Why are you looking for Sun Wuben's house?" Kling looked at the monster.
"You don't need to know what I'm doing. You just need to tell me where Sun Wuben's house is." Dambalin said. He looked at Kling and suddenly froze. "Hey, this person looks so familiar. I seem to have seen him somewhere."
"Sun Wuben is not at home. It's useless to look for him. Besides, not everyone can enter his house." Buma said loudly. Sun Wuben was a big star after all. Buma and Kling might not have been able to enter his house if Sun Wuben hadn't told the servants to know that Sun Wuben had friends like them.
"You just need to tell me where his house is. You don't need to talk nonsense about anything else." Dambalin's tone was unfriendly.
"You're so strange. Is there anyone who asks for directions like this?" Kling said coldly. Buma jumped directly onto the plane. "Kling, why are you talking nonsense with him? Let's go."
"Kling?"
Dambalin's eyes suddenly lit up. "I remember. You're the bald kid who went to the martial arts competition."
"I'm not a kid. You're a kid. Your whole family are kids!" Kling was furious.
"Very good. I was going to look for you. Now it's better. I don't have to make another trip." Dambalin pointed at Kling with one hand. "Bald kid, listen carefully. I'm here to kill you. If you're obedient, stick your head out."
"What? Are you here to be funny?" Kling frowned.
At this moment, Dambalin stretched out a finger and pointed at Kling's feet. A light flashed in front of his finger, and then a light shot at Kling's feet.
"Peng!"
A piece of soil flew up.
"What?" Kling's expression changed greatly.
Buma's eyes widened, and then she reacted. "Kling, run. He might be King Beek's subordinate."
"King Beek? You're the criminal who keeps killing martial artists? "Kling looked at Dambalin, his voice trembling.
"That's right. I killed those trash." Dambalin grinned. "You're next. Next is that Singing Deities called Sun Wuben. Are you ready to die? But it doesn't matter. You're going to die whether you're ready or not. "
"Bastard, I'm not going to die! You're the one who's going to die! "
Kling squatted and then rushed at Dambalin, launching a crazy attack. However, Dambalin just moved his body slightly and dodged Kling's every move.
"You're a little stronger than the other trash, but it's not enough. If this is all you've got, then you can die …" Suddenly, a finger appeared in the middle of Kling's forehead.
"Peng!"
Kling's body flew out and fell to the ground. Then, his eyes were wide open, and his body was motionless.
"Kling?"
Buma's body trembled as she curled up in the pilot's seat.
"Okay, next is Sun Wuben. Hey …" Dambalin looked at Buma. "Where's Sun Wuben's house?"
"At … at …" Buma pointed in a direction with a trembling finger. "Ten … ten miles away!"
"Thank you!" Dambalin didn't realize that he was actually standing in front of Sun Woo-ryu's dojo. Instead, he flew in the direction Buma pointed.
A card with the word "Devil" written on it flew down and landed on Kling's body.
"Kling!" Buma jumped off the plane and rushed to Kling's side. She picked up Kling and rushed into the plane. Then, she started the plane and the plane disappeared into the sky at the fastest speed.
Buma of the West's house. At this moment, in the big garden, there was a silence.
"Kling!"
Tien Shin, Dumpling, Yamu Tea, Blonde Lanchi, and Turtle all looked at the bald youth on the grass who died with his eyes wide open.
"Why is this kid's luck so bad?"
Tears streamed down Master Roshi's face. While he was in a trance, scenes appeared in his mind.
"You must be the God of Martial Arts, Teacher Wu Tian. I came to worship you as my teacher. Please accept me!" Kling bowed to Master Roshi.
"Teacher Wu Tian, I have something good …" Kling revealed a sinister smile as he took out a pornographic magazine from his body and approached Master Roshi.
"Teacher Wu Tian, I can push that mountain …" Kling excitedly rushed into Kame House and pulled Master Roshi out of the house.
"One, two, one, two …" Kling and Monkey King ran behind Master Roshi.
… …
For hundreds of years, Master Roshi had also received many disciples, such as Bull Demon and Gohan. However, compared to those people, Monkey King and Kling were the ones that Master Roshi valued the most. Monkey King was innocent and had a pure heart. There was no doubt that Master Roshi loved him very much. Moreover, Monkey King's potential was endless. Even Master Roshi couldn't see what level he could reach in the future. It could be said that he was used by Master Roshi to keep up appearances. However, Kling was the one who got along best with Master Roshi.
Master Roshi was lecherous. At a young age, Kling knew how to use bikini beauty magazines to please Master Roshi. Master Roshi had all kinds of problems that humans should have, and Kling was the same.
Kling and Monkey King had all kinds of problems, but this was a human, a real living earthling. Moreover, unlike Monkey King, who had only lived in Kame House for eight months, Kling had lived with Master Roshi ever since Master Roshi became his disciple.
"Four years, four whole years. I watched him grow from a little crafty child to what he is now …" Master Roshi whispered to himself.
Suddenly —
"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"
Blonde Lanchi took out a gun and fired at the sky.
"Kling, how could you die? Why did you die now? This old lady wanted to beat you up, and you died? "Blonde-haired Launch roared.
"Sigh, poor child. Master Roshi liked him the most, and he died like this …" Turtle sighed softly.
…
"Okay!" Buma stood up with the support of the table, "Kling still has hope. We still have the Dragon Ball. When the time comes, we can use the Dragon Ball to make a wish and let Kling come back to life."
"Yes!"
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Master Roshi also regained his calm, "Shenlong can fulfill any wish. It shouldn't be a problem to let Kling come back to life, but we must first make a wish to eliminate King Beek, so I'm afraid it will take more than a year to resurrect Kling."
"More than a year?" Yamu Tea frowned, "I'm afraid Kling's body can't be preserved for that long. If Kling doesn't have a body, can he still be resurrected?"
"That's not a problem. I'll make a cryogenic chamber to preserve Kling's body," Buma said loudly.
"That's the safest way."
Buma's movements were very fast, or it could be said that the technology of the Hoi-Poi Capsule was too advanced. It could easily assist Buma in making the cryogenic chamber. In less than an hour, Buma took out the cryogenic chamber. Master Roshi put Kling into the cryogenic chamber. Buma closed the door and pressed a button beside the door. Immediately, the cryogenic chamber and Kling turned into a small Hoi-Poi Capsule.
"Everyone, Kling's matter has been resolved, but I heard that the devil is looking for Sun Wuben." Buma said, "Although I tricked him away, he will definitely be able to find Sun Wuben's house."
"If even Sun Wuben is dead, then there's nothing we can do to help," Master Roshi said in a low voice.
"Yes, Sun Wuben can withstand the combined efforts of Dumpling and I, so he should be fine. We just need to sit here and wait for his call," Tien Shin said in a low voice.
"Alright!"
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