"Now, I'd like to hear about what you've got."

The old cat man flicked the cigarette ash, solemnly spat out a few smoke rings, and continued: "And, our attitude towards this 'God of Martial Arts' in the future!" ”

The old cat man extinguished the cigarette butt vigorously, and his fluffy blue fingers turned even a little white under the force.

However, the venue fell into an awkward silence. It wasn't until the old cat-man president coughed impatiently that a purebred human official in charge of intelligence pulled out a document.

"Mr. President, according to the feedback from the intelligence department, the 'God of Martial Arts' who destroyed the moon appeared first, and the last place to leave was Dr. Brives' villa in the heart of the Western Capital."

"Moreover, according to the bodyguards of some of the doctors who appeared at the scene that we interrogated, the seemingly young god of martial arts, claimed to be the teacher of Master Wutai Dou, who died three hundred years ago, and was the ancestor of the current god of martial arts, the turtle immortal."

The intelligence officer said cautiously after handing a document to the Cat-Man president.

As soon as the intelligence officer's words fell, the Cat Man President's face changed. You must know that Dr. Brives, as the richest man in the world, not to mention his influence on the earth itself, is not easy to handle just because Dr. is the financier of the biggest political donation he can make to the presidency.

"I'll ask the doctor about this, you don't have to pay attention."

President Catman was poked in the sore spot, and it was inevitable that he was a little embarrassed, and he glared fiercely at the unknown intelligence minister before continuing: "Is there anything else?" ”

"There is,"

Another official took out a report on the situation and said with some sadness: "Because the destruction of the moon has caused great changes in the earth's gravity and tidal action, many coastal areas have experienced tsunamis of various scales and various natural disasters, with heavy casualties. ”

"Oh? If that's the case, then we'll have to ask the so-called god of martial arts for an explanation. Otherwise, we can't account to the whole world. ”

A middle-aged man with blonde hair in a smart military uniform said toughly.

As a high-ranking member of the Earth Government's military, he is most disgusted with these misbehaving martial artists. Over the years, many martial artists have been planted in the hands of the army because of various outrageous behaviors.

The reason why the world government held the so-called world's first martial arts conference is actually very important is to find out the number of martial artists in the world and how to deal with it secretly.

"Confess? How to explain? Are you going to provoke this powerful man and let him destroy the Earth again? ”

The cat-man president slapped the conference table fiercely, stood up straight, and said coldly: "This matter is over, none of you can provoke that martial arts god." I'll go to the heart and ask Dr. Brieves in person. ”

"Just assume that he doesn't exist. The crane immortals and Tao Baibai, who liked to make trouble and assassinate others, don't you also think they don't exist? ”

President Catman glanced at the officer clamoring for force, and then left the conference room without looking back.

……

At the same time, in the middle of a desert.

Zhou Chen is still doing the promising profession of an old driver. Bulma sat on the sidelines, and little Goku was stuffed in the trunk.

The only difference from before was that there was one more person stuffed in the trunk.

Oolong, a pig-headed man, lustful, good at changing, but can only last five minutes, and his combat effectiveness is also very poor.

When passing through a small city, Zhou Chen took it down and stuffed it into the trunk, but he got five hundred causal points for nothing.

This also made Zhou Chen feel sorry for a while, he had already known that he would have killed this pig's head, and maybe he would get more cause and effect points.

Now that I've caught it, it's not easy to do it in front of Little Wukong and Bulma......

"According to the instructions of the Dragon Ball Radar, there is a Dragon Ball in this desert."

Boomer said while looking at the radar screen with the Dragon Ball Radar in his hand.

"Then get there as soon as possible."

Zhou Chen accelerated suddenly, anyway, the desert was flat and spacious enough.

At this time, after hearing Bulma's words, the oolong in the trunk hesitated with some urns: "This desert doesn't seem to be so easy to pass. ”

"Why?" Boomer wondered.

"Because there is a notorious robber in this desert called Yamucha. It is said that he will rob the finances of all travelers who dare to pass through this desert, and even kill people! ”

Oolong was squeezed into the trunk with Little Wukong, and said with difficulty.

"Haha, will anyone dare to rob the god of martial arts?"

Boomer pointed at Zhou Chen next to him, and said with a little vanity: "My boyfriend is a god who can blow up the moon, what is a desert bandit?" ”

"Well, when I meet this Yamucha, I'll turn him to ashes."

The corners of Zhou Chen's mouth slanted, and he smiled very coldly. He knew very well what this Yamucha came from.

In the original plot, Yamucha, also known as Leping, was a very handsome desert bandit, and later worshipped the turtle immortals as his teacher.

The most important thing is that Yamucha also became Bulma's boyfriend, and later was dumped by Bulma because of his heart.

I don't have the strength to dare to spend my heart, I don't know how to write dead words.

Based on this alone, Zhou Chen was going to condemn his dog's life. After all, Bulma, a genius inventor and beautiful girl, still plays a great role in Zhou Chen. How can you let others run away?

Not to mention that there are considerable causal points.

For public and private, this Yamucha must die!

So, Zhou Chen drove more swaggeringly, and also let go of the car music, and turned it up to the loudest. He's going to lure this desert bandit to his death!

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a motorcycle to chase after Bulma's jet ride.

I saw that the person driving the car was a handsome guy with a handsome face and black hair.

Beside him, a blue animal floated strangely in mid-air.