On Steamed Bun Mountain, a small figure wrapped in a white aura flew across the sky.
The color of qi reflected a person's inner heart. In the face of an extremely evil person, the qi one sensed was evil.
Wearing the traditional training clothes of the Turtle Immortal Sect, Gohan flew in a familiar direction.
"Ah, Gohan, you ran away again!"
An angry voice came from afar.
Gohan pursed his lips. You can't beat me, and I can't be serious when I fight you. It won't have the effect of training at all. I won't waste time! All you think about is fighting with your own son all day long. Aren't you ashamed? In order to control your strength so that you won't be injured, you've made me control my strength to the peak.
On the top of Steamed Bun Mountain, a man in orange clothes was holding a big bowl in his hand. As he stuffed food into his mouth, he looked at a blurry figure in the sky with a serious expression. At the same time, he kept jumping on the spot, looking full of resentment.
The West Capital was a super metropolis. The latest all-purpose capsule cars could be seen everywhere. Beautiful city girls and crowds of people came and went. All of them spoke of the prosperity of the city.
The Universal Capsule Company was founded by Dr. Brive. His daughter, Booma, inherited her father's scientific research talent and even went further. With their outstanding technological products, the Universal Capsule Company had brought them huge wealth. It was not an exaggeration to call them the richest man in the world.
Gohan flew over the big garden of Buma's house and arrived in front of a luxurious villa.
With a sigh of admiration in his heart, Gohan landed on the ground and stood in front of the instrument by the door.
The instrument sent out infrared rays to scan Gohan's appearance and check his retina.
"Please come in."
A cold mechanical voice rang out, and the originally sealed door slowly opened.
Gohan's expression was calm, as if he was used to everything in front of him.
A black shadow came out of the house and pounced on Gohan. Gohan stood motionless in place. What a joke. Ordinary people might be shocked, but what was the difference between this speed and a snail crawling in the eyes of Gohan?
"Lord Gohan is getting cuter and cuter.”
The energetic female voice entered Gohan's ears, and Gohan sighed helplessly.
"Sister Buma."
Gohan called out sweetly.
"Oh ~"
Buma held Gohan in his arms and rubbed his face against Gohan's face, making strange sounds.
"So cute, Lord Gohan."
Gohan's face gradually turned red, and he struggled out of Buma's embrace.
"What kind of strange development is this, sister?”
Gohan's expression was slightly distressed, and he couldn't help but recall the scene when the two first met.
It was still the same place and the same person. He was obviously older than Gohan by more than twenty years, but he still forced him to call her sister. God knew how devastated Gohan was at that time, but he knew that sometimes he couldn't be reasonable when dealing with girls, so he was quite obedient.
"Is Dr. Brive here?"
Gohan pretended to be calm and walked into the house, while Buma covered his mouth and snickered.
"Dad has something to do and went out. You came at a bad time this time.”
Buma explained with a smile.
Gohan couldn't help but shiver. Was it too late for him to leave now? Damn it, why was he growing so slowly? If only he had grown taller. At this moment, Gohan was full of resentment towards his height.
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