Chapter 120 What Is a Beautiful Wife and Concubine?

"How about it? Sun Wukong, let me tell you, it's okay for you to have only your waist, but not the rest!"

Sun Wukong climbed up with difficulty and looked at Piccolo in disbelief.

"How can it be."

Bike sneered: "How is it impossible? Do you know what kind of life I have lived in the past year? You have lived the life of a spoiled wife and a beautiful concubine."

Sun Wukong clicked his head in confusion:

"What a beautiful wife and concubine!"

Piccolo's face was so angry that it bled.

"Don't pretend to be in front of me. Go and die, Sun Wukong."

After yelling, Piccolo felt relieved.

He looked at Sun Wukong with a sneer, then with a look of constipation on his face, he clasped his hands and squatted down.

Piccolo split one into two and two into four.

Then Sun Wukong was directly beaten.

"Senior brother."

"Dumpling, let him do this! He also needs to vent. He has been forced by us like this this year, and it's hard to let him out and show off."

"But when we meet the enemy in the future, he will look like a proper villain as the master said."

"It's okay, we just need to practice hard after we go back. His IQ also needs to be practiced."

Dumpling looked bitter:

"Senior brother, I feel you are caring about me."

Tianjin Fan suppressed his laughter and said with a serious face:

"Bring me the evidence."

Dumpling muttered: "It's just because I don't have evidence!"

After Piccolo used his four-body punch, he directly defeated Sun Wukong with three strikes and five strikes.

Seeing Sun Wukong preparing to use Turtle Style Qigong to fight him to the death,

Piccolo immediately stopped:

"Okay, Sun Wukong, I'm not here to kill you, I'm just here to fight you to see if you have grown. I didn't expect you to be so weak."

"You are such a waste. Don't forget that you are a warrior. You have fallen into the land of gentleness and have not made any progress at all."

Sun Wukong refuted: "Nonsense, I am also practicing very hard, just, just."

Sun Wukong became weak.

"It's just that I still have to make money to support my family."

Piccolo looked up at the sky and said with a melancholy look:

"Sun Wukong, you have lost your dream. You are no longer worthy of being my opponent. Remember, I will come again this time next year. If you can't defeat me, I will snatch your son away for training."

Sun Wukong was anxious: "How is that possible?"

Piccolo ignored the shouting Son Goku and flew straight into the air before disappearing.

Sun Wukong’s eyes narrowed:

"This is a trick Ponzi knows. Invisibility is a trick that suddenly appears."

Then the injuries to his body were too serious and he fell to the ground. He was breathing rapidly and his eyes were wide open.

one year later,

Sun Wuhan was catching butterflies in the forest. Piccolo suddenly appeared, grabbed Sun Wuhan directly, and took him to the place where he fought Sun Wukong.

Soon, Sun Wukong chased after him with his energy.

Sun Wufan looked at Sun Wukong who was coming over with tears in his eyes.

"Gohan, are you okay!"

"Gohan, speak!"

Sun Wuhan hesitated, his tears falling one by one like pearls, but he did not speak.

Sun Wukong was furious and yelled at Piccolo:

"Bick, what did you do to my son? He is innocent. Let him go and come to me if you can."

Piccolo chuckled and threw Son Gohan into the air.

Sun Wukong was anxious and was about to jump up to catch it, but Sun Wuhan stayed in the air and did not fall down.

Sun Wukong danced lonely.

"Bic,"

Piccolo picked his ears and said impatiently:

"Okay, I didn't do anything to your precious son, it's just that he kept crying and was very annoyed, so I sealed his mouth with my breath so that he couldn't make any sound."

"Want to save him?"

"If you want, defeat me and you can save your son and return. Otherwise, your son will have to lend me half a year."

Sun Wukong looked at Piccolo with a red face:

"hateful."

"Yeah~"

Piccolo didn't dodge and was punched by Sun Wukong.

"Sun Wukong, you really haven't made much progress this year!"

As soon as Piccolo finished speaking, he grabbed Sun Wukong with his backhand and threw him far away.

Tianjin Fan was leisurely hiding in a far away place watching the show alone.

Yesterday, Dumpling had just consolidated his strength after the breakthrough and entered the secret realm mentioned by the master, leaving Tianjin Fan alone.

There was no other way, so Tianjin Fan had no choice but to bring Bick here alone.

Tianjin fans are not invisible. They can only hide their qi and stay away, sensing the qi, and watching black and white TV.

After Sun Wukong got up, he gritted his teeth and roared at Piccolo:

"Damn it, Piccolo, you're still so mean."

"Thank you for the compliment. I am the Great Demon King! Isn't it the right thing to be despicable?"

Sun Wuhan watched his father being tortured in the sky, his eyes twitching sadly, and tears welling up in his eyes.

Sun Wukong stared at Piccolo, not at his own son:

"Gohan, remember, you are a man, you have to be strong, don't cry, and wait for dad to save you."

Sun Wuhan immediately tried hard to control his tears, but they still kept coming.

Piccolo sneered when he saw this:

"Sun Wukong, you don't want your son to leave his parents when he is only 1 year old and be taken to training by me! I am the Demon King, so breaking legs and hands is a routine operation."

Sun Wukong was provoked by Piccolo and immediately attacked Piccolo angrily.

"Yes, that's it, a quick attack, but can you go faster, yes! Use harder, and go faster."

"Sun Wukong, haven't you eaten? Try harder. You see your son is still crying in the sky. Come on."

Piccolo responded to Sun Wukong's attacks while stimulating him hard.

"Sun Wukong, my strength has improved by at least a quarter this year. What about you? You won't just train your waist, right?"

Sun Wukong panted and looked at Piccolo.

Suddenly, Piccolo took a step back, and a big pit appeared directly in front of Piccolo.

"I'll go! Sun Wukong, you're okay! You know how to play dirty tricks."

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and looked at Piccolo:

‘Damn it, he avoided me, there’s nothing I can do about it. ’

Bang!

Sun Wukong flew far away and fell heavily to the ground. Sun Wufan started to cry again.

Piccolo opened his hand, and a beam of light shot directly at Sun Wukong, and then blew him away.

Sun Wuhan's face turned red in the sky, like an ant on a hot pot, and he danced anxiously, but he couldn't break through Piccolo's energy at all.

Piccolo wouldn't care about Sun Wukong at this moment, he was torturing Sun Wukong with one kick to the left and the other to the right.

The Tianjin fans in the distance shook their heads.

'Sure enough, I don't know if he has been oppressed for too long, or if he is really a big devil who has done bad things and just can't change his temper. Should suffer. ’

As a result, as soon as Tianjin Fan finished his thoughts, Sun Wukong used Piccolo to kick him, but when he relaxed his vigilance, he hugged him tightly.

Then he opened his mouth and bit down hard on Bick's calf.

"Fuck, let go, let go quickly."

With great effort, Piccolo finally broke free from Sun Wukong's big mouth attack and stayed away from Sun Wukong.

He looked at the blood flowing out of his calf like a trickle, and a small piece of flesh was torn off.

Piccolo was furious and looked up at Sun Wukong, who was still laughing despite being seriously injured.

"Go to hell! Sun Wukong, you actually made me, the Great Demon King Piccolo, bleed again, you damn guy."

When Tianjin Fan saw that Piccolo was so angry that he lost his mind, he suddenly stood up and prepared to rush over to stop him.

As soon as I got up, I felt something.

"What? How is it possible? Why is that child? Why does he have such huge energy?"

Tianjin Fan was just surprised by Sun Wuhan's anger at such a weak body and age. It was not that Sun Wuhan's anger made Tianjin Fan feel scared.

On the battlefield, Piccolo had directly used the Five-Edge Technique, and in the blink of an eye, the light had penetrated into Sun Wukong's belly.

"Asshole, you loser, you actually hurt me. Damn it, I must kill you."

In the sky, Son Gohan, who watched his father being tortured, finally burst out in anger and broke free from the shackles of Piccolo's anger.

He rushed out of the air, hit Piccolo on the waist, and then fell to the dirt.

Sun Wukong was weak and worried:

"Gohan, run away.

Piccolo looked at Sun Wuhan in disbelief, and he was actually injured by him.

'At that moment, his anger actually exceeded that of Sun Wukong. ’

Fortunately, he was awakened by Sun Wuhan's attack and stopped killing the seriously injured Sun Wukong.

Piccolo reduces the gravity by twice and waits until the energy is restored:

"Sun Wukong, I took your son away. If you want your son to come back to you, then you should practice hard and defeat me next year!

Let me tell you, I am at least 4 times stronger than you are now. "

After saying that, Piccolo walked over and pulled out Son Gohan and flew away.

Sun Wukong watched anxiously, but could do nothing.

It didn't seem like a fierce battle, but in fact, Sun Wukong had already tried his best.