Dragon Ball Super, I used my cooking skills to conquer Bados

"Mom?"

Letting go of her hand, Maren cried out with some concern.

But No. 18 still didn't stop, which made Kling also sense that something was wrong, and he shouted anxiously.

"Number 18!"

The familiar voice was worried, and instantly called back to the 18th's sanity, "Hmm... What's wrong? "

Damn it!" No. 17 glared at Kling angrily, and a direct air bullet pierced Klin's body.

Klin, who was old and strong, hiccuped on this.

"17th, what are you doing? That's your brother-in-law! No. 18's eyes instantly filled with tears, and he roared angrily at No. 17.

"Cut..."17 scoffed, a look of disdain.

Faced with such a 17, 18's chest was full of anger, and she rushed over and punched and kicked her twin brother.

"Why did you kill Clint, why?!"

"Bang Bang Bang"

No. 17 has no humanity at all, and he repelled No. 18 in three or two strokes, and unceremoniously hit a qigong wave again.

The two waves are opposite, and the number 18 is not his opponent at all.

"Forget it, I don't need your help! It's useless!

Seeing the man fall to the ground, 17 thought that 18 had also burped, and flew into the air without looking back, heading in the direction of Hell 17 again.

In the battles of various places, due to the confusion of the breath, no one could find that Klin's qi slowly disappeared until it disappeared without a trace.

"Click"

facial features are like Wukong, but Daries, whose skin is darker, bites the fruit of the spiritual tree, and is extremely arrogant in the face of Sun Gohan.

"Son Gohan, the time has come for you to die! Hahaha..."

Humph!" Sun Gohan snorted coldly, and directly threw it over with a gas bomb.

The air bomb rushed out quickly, and Daries, who was screaming, flew directly back to the big hole in the clouds.

"Trunks, don't worry, I'll send Daddy to Hell and bring Mr. Vegeta back!"

Seeing Trunks, who had dealt with his opponent but still looked worried, Sun Gohan comforted him.

"What's there to worry about?" Suter didn't care, and hung in the air with his arms folded.

"Even if you call someone back in the past, Vegeta won't necessarily come back!"

"But

..."Trunks pursed his lips, and after thinking twice, he still said bluntly, "Mr. Goku has become smaller, and it is difficult to use teleportation anymore..."Cold

sweat slid down Sun Gohan's forehead, a little embarrassed, "This..."

I'll teleport too, can't I really call a jabbit god and it's over?

Suter squinted at Trunks, this guy's worries are superfluous!

"Hey, what are you talking about? Hurry up and fix the chaos here! Seeing that they all started chatting without moving, Bick angrily scolded.

"It's all garbage, just call it back where it came from!" Suter refused to do it himself.

As soon as he makes a move, the earth will be cool!

The enemies are not very strong, at most they are numerous, and the background boards are at most time-consuming.

As Suter had thought, the battles here and there soon ended with the passage of time.

With the final convergence of the Z fighters, the battle against No. 17 is about to begin.

But Vegeta, who was supposed to be abused, is now in hell.

Almost single-handedly, he rubbed Frieza and Sharu back and forth on the ground.

"Galik Cannon!"

With the output of the qigong wave, Vegeta hooked his lips and sneered as the two guys disappeared in the light one after another.

"Garbage, phew!"

After taking a sip, Vegeta refreshed herself and retreated to the intersection where she had planned to find her way back.

But as soon as he took a step, two figures appeared again in the billowing smoke around him.

It was Frieza and Sharu, who had been killed by him before.

"Ho ho ho ... We're all dead, how can we still be dead! Frieza said with a sinister smile.

Sharu stood on his right hand side and smiled fiercely, "Vegeta, you can't kill us!" Hahaha..."

Vegeta was not afraid at all, but showed an excited smile, "It's so good, I thought I could only kill you once, but now..."

With another snort, Vegeta re-entered the Super 4 form and swung her fist at the nearest Frieza.

The hunt never ends!

Room.

Seeing a streamer in the sky passing quickly, Sun Wutian hurriedly shouted at the gathered Z soldiers.

"Look, that's the 17th!"

"Keep up with him!" Little Wukong also turned into a streamer and quickly followed.

As No. 17 fell into the ruins of the city, Xiao Wukong and others followed behind him also quickly fell, looking at No. 17 with a vigilant face.

Trunks said that the 17th suddenly seemed to have lost his mind and gone crazy, which was very dangerous!

"Look, there's a 17th over there!" Surprised, Yamucha stretched out her index finger and pointed at Hell 17.

"Is that Dr. Miao and Dr. Gallo?" Suter looked at the two old men beside Hell 17 and asked.

He was indeed a little curious, but he was just curious, after all, he had never seen a live-action version of the old man!

"Hey, why is your focus on the old man?!" Yamucha looked at Suter in surprise, very curious about the appearance of this Saiyan.

I don't think I've seen this Saiyan before!

"Hey, old single dog, it's your business!" Sute took a sip and didn't look at Yamucha.

Like most Dragon Ball fans, Suter doesn't like this scumbag either!

"What... You..."

Before Yamucha shouted, Tianjin Fan had already stopped him with great wit and persuaded, "You can't beat him..."

Yamucha was imprisoned by Tianjin rice, and began to take deep breaths continuously, trying to calm the anger in his heart.

Suter ignored the scum and turned his head to look at the little Wukong who was walking towards the two old men.

"Dr. Gallo, and Dr. Miao, what the hell did you do with 17? Why are there 2 17s?

Faced with Little Wukong's questioning, the two old men ignored it, but just brushed their eyes on the two No. 17s.

"Let's get started!"

The faces of the two old men were full of hideousness, as if they had seen the glory of victory.

"Let's fit, 17!"

With these two shouts, the red-eyed two No. 17s rose into the air, shouting the slogan of a fit as if singing double springs.

"I'm you... You're me... Fit! "

Words are like a machine without emotion.

Watching the dazzling light rise into the sky, Trunks reached out in front of him to fend off the powerful hurricane that swept in.

"What's the situation?"

No one answered, but each could feel the earth trembling, and under the dazzling light of the explosion, it was the terrifying energy that exploded.

"It's so strong, what the hell are these two guys doing?"