Crossing Over to the Dragon Ball World

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"No... dare not!" All the ministers bowed their heads to show their obedience. This is the real god of killing, but no one dares to offend. Ji Wuye, who has power over the government, always kills at will, and they think they can't do anything. Compared with Ji Wuye, I want to live a few more years.

Sun Wukong looked at Han Fei: "Han Fei, give each of them some money and send it away."

Han Fei nodded, and immediately asked someone to arrange it...

When Hu Meiren passed by Sun Wukong, she nodded slightly to him and left. On this occasion, she was not allowed to talk too much, but the gratitude in her eyes was obvious.

The next thing is the funeral of King Han. As the king of a country, it is naturally very grand, but Monkey King is not interested, but went to the prison.

Lady Mingzhu, who had been in a daze in the prison, changed her complexion instantly when she saw Sun Wukong coming, she backed away in fright, and leaned against the wall behind her: "You...what are you here for?"

"Of course I'm here to fulfill the promise." Sun Wukong had an inexplicable smile on his face: "A hundred times a hundred times."

When the tidal banshee heard the words, she immediately screamed: "Come on! Come on! Get him out of here quickly! I am the favorite concubine of King Han, how can I be bullied by him!"

However, no one paid any attention to her. They didn't dare to offend the ruthless character who killed Ji Wuye.

Sun Wukong waved his hands lightly to the jailers: "You all step down."

"Yes, my lord!" A group of jailers retreated one after another, and the tide banshee saw her complexion changed greatly: "Come back! You all come back to me! Come back quickly!!"

However, all the jailers retreated like a tide as if they didn't hear it. For a while, the cell became eerily quiet.

Sun Wukong opened the prison door, walked in slowly, and locked it again: "Stop screaming, you are a prisoner who is about to be executed, and you still expect them to listen to you?"

"You you you you...don't come here..."

"Hey, hey, what's your reaction? It's as if I want to qiang jiān you."

When the fashionable banshee heard the words, the scene of last night immediately appeared in her mind, and an intoxicating blush appeared on her beautiful face. That... that feeling was more terrifying than qiang jiān!

The tidal banshee's voice was fierce, but she said without confidence: "I...I am the favorite concubine of King Han, and it is the time of King Han's funeral, how dare you be rude to me?"

Monkey King smiled: "Don't you think this is more exciting?"

The tidal banshee was ashamed and angry when she heard the words, but when Sun Wukong walked up to her, her original panic expression disappeared without a trace, replaced by infinite coldness, and a sharp knife suddenly flashed in her hand. The hairpin was bruised and purple, obviously coated with poison, and stabbed at Monkey King without hesitation...

However, Sun Wukong didn't move, he still looked at her with a smile on his face, and let her stab the hairpin on his chest, not to mention breaking the defense, not even piercing his clothes.

Sun Wukong reached out and grabbed the hand of the trendy banshee holding the hairpin: "Not bad, you all know how to pretend to be pitiful and be afraid to paralyze people. It's a pity that you don't become an actor with your acting skills."

The Chao Banshee's expression changed slightly, and she said in a deep voice, "You... have even practiced horizontal kung fu?!"

Sun Wukong smiled: "It's not just about horizontal kung fu, my body's defense is much better than my swordsmanship."

The tidal banshee was horrified when she heard the words. She had seen Sun Wukong's sword control skills with her own eyes. Thousands of troops and horses ignored it. A body that is more powerful than this sword control skills? How strong is that? There are such monsters in the world? !

"Not much nonsense, now it's time for training... Ah no, it's time for punishment, are you ready?"

"No~ you can't do this!"

"Well, last time you suffered six times the sensitivity, right? This time we will start with seven times, and see if you can persist to one hundred times."

"No~don't~~ah~~ you devil! Stop it!!"

In the prison cell, the tidal banshee's scream of pain or enjoyment resounded instantly...

The guards waiting at the gate of the prison listened to the voices inside, and their expressions were like waves. At the same time, they were extremely envious: "You really deserve to be Lord Monkey King, even the favorite concubine of the Han Dynasty dares to play blatantly... "

A jailer next to him stretched out his hand and slapped him on the forehead: "You don't want to die, you dare to chew your tongue, be careful to lose your head, I will plug your ears, keep an eye on the door, if there is an accident, we will all have to fall to the ground !"

"Yes, yes, yes..." A group of jailers blocked their ears with their hands, looked around, and began to inspect with all their attention.

I have to say that after so many years of struggling in this cell, I have realized the way to survive.

It's just that one hour has passed, two hours have passed, three hours have passed, and Monkey King is not seen coming out of it, but the timid banshee's weak shēn yin has not stopped, and the expressions of the jailers are all shocked , admiring five-body cast.

"Amazing! It's been three hours!"

"Sure enough, he is a man among men!"

While all the jailers were amazed and admiring, Sun Wukong finally came out carrying the comatose trendy banshee. Looking at the jailers who looked at him with admiration and admiration, Sun Wukong was speechless for a while, with a serious expression on his face. He said coldly: "Ms. Mingzhu is dead. From now on, there will be no such person. Do you understand?"

"Understand, understand! My lord, go slowly, my lord will not see you off!"

All the jailers nodded and bowed,

Send Sun Wukong away.

Until Sun Wukong walked away and disappeared from sight, the jailer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said in a condensed voice: "It seems that we can't stay here anymore, we have to leave quickly."

"My lord, why is this?"

"We know a secret that we shouldn't know. Do you think we can still see the sun tomorrow?"

When a group of jailers heard the words, their faces turned pale: "Then... what should we do then? My lord?"

"Taking advantage of South Korea's upright civil strife and unable to take care of other things, let's run away! What else can we do? South Korea is not the only one in this world."

"What your lord said is, we'd better run away!"

So, a group of Doubi jailers really thought they were smart and ran for their lives, but they didn't know that Sun Wukong didn't take them seriously at all. If his deeds were exposed, they would be exposed. If he was afraid, he wouldn't swagger Take the tide banshee out of the prison.

When Sun Wukong returned to Zilanxuan with the tide banshee on his back, Zinu looked surprised: "Why did you bring her too? She was sentenced to death, and those ministers in South Korea are willing to let her go?"

"No, I directly brought her back from the prison."

"..." Zi Nu was speechless for a while: "You are the only one who dares to do such a thing."

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