People in Dragon Ball, get the sign-in system at the beginning

Bah bah bah! !

bang——

Somewhere in the wild.

The two figures, one tall and one short, separated in the fierce collision.

The intense breath stirred up layers of smoke and dust.

A gust of wind blew and the smoke dispersed.

Piccolo and Son Gohan stood facing each other.

Just when Piccolo was about to make another shot, he noticed something, paused, and looked into the distance.

Piccolo felt the breath of an acquaintance, and his body relaxed.

"Gohan, do you feel it?"

"Ah?" Sun Wufan was stunned for a moment, and then focused on sensing the breath.

"There is a breath coming towards us quickly..." Sun Wuhan said with a serious expression.

Piccolo nodded, "Well, that's the breath of Monkey King."

"It's Dad?" Sun Wuhan was surprised when he heard this.

Before Piccolo could speak, yellow clouds appeared in front of them.

Standing on it is Monkey King with a kind smile on his face.

"Hi, how are you guys?"

"Hmph!" Piccolo snorted, "It's better to practice for a while than come here to chat."

Sun Wuhan looked at his father who was close at hand, his eyes were red and filled with tears.

Immediately, he threw himself into Sun Wukong's arms, his shoulders trembled, and his tears couldn't stop streaming down, as if he wanted to vent the grievances of living in the wild these days.

"Wow... Dad, I miss you so much..."

Sun Wukong rubbed Gohan's hairy head, his eyes were quite unbearable.

After all, Gohan was only five years old.

"Okay, okay, I have seen Gohan's cultivation this year, and my Gohan is also a man of indomitable spirit!"

Piccolo turned.

After all, I couldn't bear to see this scene.

.........

Not long after, Gohan stopped his tears, collected his emotions, and raised his head to look at his Monkey King.

"Daddy, it's good to see you again."

"Me too, did Piccolo bully you during this time, tell me, I'll beat him for you!"

Sun Wuhan shook his head when he heard the words: "No, Aunt Piccolo..." Speaking of this, he caught a glimpse of Piccolo's darkened face from the corner of his eye, and quickly changed his words, "Ah, no, Uncle Piccolo is very kind to me."

"Aunt Piccolo?" Sun Wukong was puzzled.

"Shut up!" Piccolo snorted with a gloomy face.

At this moment, Gohan seemed to have thought of something, and said excitedly, "Dad, wait for me, I'll cook something delicious for you!"

"Haha." Sun Wukong's joy was beyond words, "My Gohan can also cook."

Gohan disappeared after a few jumps, and after a while, he came back with a big tiger on his shoulder.

Then set up a fire on the spot, boil water, and process the ingredients.

Sun Wukong and Piccolo sat aside.

Say a sentence or two from time to time, and chat with each other.

"Thank you Piccolo this year." Sun Wukong looked serious.

Piccolo knew Goku was referring to his year of caring and training Gohan.

He snorted, "I just want to have a better chance of winning the battle against the Saiyans."

"Well, thank you anyway."

Sun Wukong smiled, he knew that Piccolo was stubborn.

Piccolo was silent for a while, and asked, "How many days before they arrive on Earth?"

Monkey King showed five fingers, "There are still five days."

"Are you sure?"

"I don't know, I don't know the strength of Saiyans yet."

Piccolo just nodded and didn't speak.

For a moment, there was only the sound of Gohan's busyness, the sound of firewood burning, and the sound of boiling soup intertwined.

The smell of meat gradually diffused.

"Father and Uncle Piccolo, it's time to eat!" Son Gohan said loudly.

Bick shook his head, saying that he didn't need to eat. He relied on photosynthesis to synthesize starch in his body to supplement his daily needs, so he didn't need to eat.

Gohan held a bowl of soup and handed it to Monkey King.

"What kind of soup is this?"

"This is the recipe that Jiang Ling taught me. It's called Shiquan Dabu Tiger Penis Soup! He said this soup is very good, you will know it after drinking it."

Son Gohan looked at his father expectantly.

Sun Wukong felt his son's gaze and was moved in his heart.

Smelling the medicinal fragrance emanating from the soup, he drank it all at once.

"Hey, it's quite delicious!"

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he asked, "What is a tiger whip?"

Gohan thought for a while, "It's the thing on the tiger. I don't know what it's called, but Jiang Ling said it's called the tiger penis."

Sun Wukong didn't care.

Then the father and son killed the roast tiger meat together.

It's night time.

Goku wanted to take Gohan home, but Piccolo refused.

Said to go back a few days before the battle and send it back...

Son Gohan agrees.

Surviving in the wild this year has made him much stronger, and he is no longer the little flower in the greenhouse before.

.........

On the Temple of Heaven.

After Wukong left, Jiang Ling also left.

Take everyone to a beautiful place in the wild.

The forest is full of greenery, and not far away is the gurgling stream.

Jiang Ling released a capsule, and with a bang, a semicircular house appeared on the ground.

He saw that the environment here was good, and he was going to settle down here.

After a while, everyone arranged the barbecue tools and supplies.

Bursts of meat and barbecue smell wafting out.

Everyone was so enthusiastic about getting together to have a party, Jiang Ling even called Bulma over to join them.

The atmosphere gradually turned up, and Yamucha took a look and found that something was missing.

"Is there any wine, just drinking drinks is not good!"

Jiang Ling laughed, "I knew you wanted to drink, and you were already ready."

With that said, he took out two cases of beer from the capsule.

"That's all?" Yamucha was a little disappointed.

"Let's talk after drinking."

"Hey, I underestimated you Brother Cha, didn't I?"

After drinking for three rounds, two boxes of beer are obviously not enough for several people to drink.

"Jiang Ling, there's not enough wine, is there any more?"

"Yes, it will be there in a moment."

After Jiang Ling finished speaking, Bulma arrived in the flying boat. As soon as he arrived, he threw two capsules to Jiang Ling, "Here, you want two boxes of beer."

Jiang Ling smiled and nodded.

Hearing the words, Yamucha next to him said exaggeratedly: "Is it only two boxes? This is too little, not enough to drink."

"Not enough to drink?"

"Yeah, I can drink it all by myself."

Hearing this, Jiang Ling raised his eyebrows, "If you can finish drinking, I will recognize you as the eldest brother, otherwise, you will recognize me as the eldest brother before you finish drinking, dare you?"

Yamucha pouted, "Why don't you dare, I will be the big brother, haha."

Hearing this, Jiang Ling and Bulma looked strange, and they looked at each other with meaningful expressions.

The people next to them didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and they booed one after another, and at the same time, they also made a witness to prevent both parties from going back on their word.

The corners of Jiang Ling's mouth raised, "Okay, you said it."

Then he threw out the two capsules in his hand, and the next moment, two extended containers appeared in front of him, filled with crates of beer.

Everyone was taken aback.

"Fuck...fuck, this, this, this...container!!"

"Good guy, if you say two boxes, it's two boxes!"

"As expected of you, Jiang Ling!"

Jiang Ling groaned with a smile, and looked at Yamucha maliciously, "Drink, I'll watch!"

The latter's eyes were bigger than a copper bell, "No...Didn't you say two boxes?"

"Yes, a container is also a box!"

Jiang Ling looked innocent.

Bulma suppressed a smile, not letting herself laugh out loud.

In the end, Yamcha had no choice but to recognize Jiang Ling as his elder brother.

"Big brother..."

"louder please!"

"Big brother!"

"I can not hear!"

"Big Brother!!"

"Eh~"

Jiang Ling nodded in satisfaction.

Everyone laughed at the same time, which shows that they agree with this fate.

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