One Punch of Justice

Simbalu is also dead.

The big devil Piccolo sensed the news that the second subordinate was killed belatedly.

It's supposed to be with Dambalin...

That is to say...

It was the same person who did it?

One after another……

For those lunatics who dare to go against the demons, I, the Great Demon King Piccolo, will come over immediately, and let you experience the unimaginable horror!

...

Extreme anger was suppressed in his heart.

When the plane flew over the Budokan, Piccolo broke through the glass window and jumped off without waiting to ask Demikula for instructions!

At this time, the staff of the hospital had just placed the remains of Kelin and others, and Wulong accompanied them to the hospital.

Goku is asking Bulma for Dragon Ball Radar.

He wants to make a wish to Shenlong to resurrect all the people who were killed.

But……

"Boom!!!" sounded!

Piccolo, who had returned to his youthful peak, broke through the roof and landed in front of Xiao Wukong.

Dambalin has been devastated.

But the smell of demon blood couldn't hide from Piccolo's nose at all!

"Who... killed my demon warrior!?"

The big devil Piccolo scanned Goku and Bulma with fierce eyes.

But no matter how he looked at it, Bulma was just an ordinary human woman.

So the final line of sight was fixed on Little Wukong: "Did you shoot it? A little ghost with a tail?"

Little Wukong turned his head and looked at Piccolo, he always felt that his appearance was very similar to Danbalin who had just been killed by himself: "Who are you?"

"I?"

The Great Demon King Piccolo held his hands in front of his chest arrogantly, and looked at Little Wukong with a sneer: "I am the embodiment of all evil, and I am also the devil king who turns all justice, courage, and love into nothingness... Are you wearing a martial arts uniform? A martial artist?"

Little Wukong didn't know why Piccolo asked this, he just nodded: "Ah! I am the disciple of Grandpa Guixian!"

"Oh? Is that so..."

The corner of Piccolo's mouth showed a sinister smile, and he stretched out his right index finger, aiming at Little Wukong: "That's really a coincidence... What I hate the most is a bug like you who claims to be a martial artist..."

Little Wukong raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

...

five minutes later.

The big devil Piccolo, who had been beaten up until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, was lying on the ground, his body twisted and twitching constantly.

standing in front of him.

It's Goku who transformed into a Super Saiyan!

"How...how could this be..."

Piccolo's pupils shrank violently and his face was full of shock and disbelief: "My majestic Piccolo...will... be beaten up like this by a brat...Obviously I have regained my youth... ...and also received the power bestowed by the Demon God...why...!?"

"What are you guys doing?"

Little Goku canceled the transformation of the Super Saiyan, and said to Piccolo angrily: "You suddenly hit me, and you seem to really want to kill me... For an opponent like you, don't count on me I will be merciful!"

But at this moment.

Suddenly a ray of purple light descended from the sky, directly enveloping the Great Demon King Piccolo!

Immediately afterwards, all the wounds hit by Xiao Wukong healed!

Piccolo, the big devil, actually stood up again!

Little Goku went on guard for the first time and transformed into a Super Saiyan!

Be on guard against Piccolo's continued attacks at any time!

But before that, what comes first is...

Demon God——Demikula!

A red light shot up into the sky, and the scheming demon god slowly fell in the red light. The sense of oppression inadvertently emanating from him made Xiao Wukong almost out of breath!

Demigulla, finally made the move himself!

"drink!!!"

Demicula raised his right hand, and suddenly a cloud of black clouds swirled above his head!

Immediately afterwards, countless purple energy arrow beams infected with evil aura suddenly appeared in the dark clouds!

With the wave of Demigulla's big hand, countless energy arrows poured down like rain!

Its coverage actually included everyone in the Budokan!

Goku's combat power base is too low, even if he becomes a Super Saiyan, he still has no time to react to the attack of the demon god Demigura! He could barely stand in front of Bulma and ate all the magic arrows for her!

In less than a second!

Little Wukong was pierced by Demigulla's chaotic magic arrow and nailed to the ground!

And he immediately lost all his strength and returned to normal.

Hanging limply on the magic arrow like a tattered rag.

At the mercy of others!

"Wukong!"

Bulma shouted in despair, rushed forward, hugged Sun Wukong's small body tightly, and was about to shed tears for the first time in her life: "How about you...you can't die...you must not die, Sun Wukong Jun!"

"ha……"

Little Wukong's eyes drooped weakly, and his limbs lost all strength.

But he still smiled innocently: "I'm sorry... I don't even have the strength to speak... you run away... Bulma..."

"I already……"

"I can't protect you anymore..."

That moment of despair.

It made Bulma cry bitterly, but she was still beating the magic arrow that pierced Xiao Wukong's body in her hand, trying to save him.

A powerful enemy that Piccolo couldn't deal with, Demigula could deal with it with just one blow.

They are also demons, but their status and strength are vastly different!

"It's really useless."

Demigulla ignored Bulma, and slowly said to the recovered Piccolo: "They are at your disposal now, and you can do whatever you want... But the matter of finding the dragon balls must not be left behind. Bing is dead, you can collect all the dragon balls for me yourself!"

The Great Demon King Piccolo glanced at the magic arrows, then looked down at the palm of his right hand. After a long time, he responded: "I obey... Lord Demon God."

Demigulla nodded, his figure disappeared, and he returned to the plane.

Pilaf and his gang drove the plane away.

Then Piccolo walked slowly towards Little Goku and Bulma who had all their powers sealed away.

"Honestly, this feeling sucks..."

Piccolo's right fingertips gradually gathered energy: "I degenerated into a demon, not to become a slave to this kind of guy...but I was approached by this kind of strong and monster-like guy, and I can only satisfy him as soon as possible." Wish, let him leave this world quickly..."

Bulma embraced Little Wukong, begging desperately: "Please, let him go!"

"It's a pity, I hate martial arts masters..."

Big Devil Piccolo raised his mouth and showed his fangs: "Reality is not a story. When facing fate, there is only misery and despair. Heroes will not appear. opponent!"

Of course he was telling the truth.

Bulma, who has grown up and no longer believes in fairy tales, seems to have lost her last hope.

But for the life of Little Wukong...

Even if it is naive and ridiculous again, what does it matter...

Even if it's just a little...

The smallest possibility!

"anyone there!?"

Bulma bit her lip, trying not to let the tears flow down: "It doesn't matter who it is! If there are really heroes in this world... please save us!" The last sentence was already hoarse, crying out in grief.

The breeze blew by, and a figure passed by in a trance beside him.

"I heard……"

A bald man walked past Bulma: "Your cry for help...I heard you..."

As long as someone calls, it will arrive no matter where it is.

because……

This is hero.