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Are you polite?
Although you are my future wife, we are still young...
That's really going too far.
"Are you alright?" Bidel asked with concern.
“It’s nothing…” Son Gohan shook his head.
"I clearly heard a gunshot... Are you sure you weren't hit?" Bidel was still not entirely reassured.
"No, he missed." Son Gohan smiled.
"By the way, how did he die?" Bidel asked curiously.
"He missed just now... so he thought it was strange and looked at the muzzle of the pistol, and then the pistol went off accidentally... This really has nothing to do with me," Sun Wukong replied, both amused and exasperated.
Bidil: "..."
That poor guy.
"Forget it, he deserved it." Videl showed no sympathy for him and pulled Gohan away, saying, "Let's get out of here quickly. It's dangerous here, and the gunshots will definitely attract more people."
"Ah... okay." Son Gohan nodded obediently.
“Come home with me first. You can talk to your parents after Cell is over,” Videl suggested.
"This...I..." Gohan really wanted to tell Videl that he was just out for a stroll and knew where his house was.
"Stop with all this fuss and dawdling, let's go!" Videl snorted and dragged Gohan home.
As for the short, burly man from before, he had already passed out after being punched and kicked by Bidili.
Along the way, many large supermarkets were robbed.
Everywhere there was a scene resembling the end of the world.
Son Gohan had experienced similar things before and was used to it.
Although Bidili has a strong sense of justice, she is still young and cannot be perfect in every aspect.
Moreover, Videl was worried that Gohan might be in danger, so she took his hand and quickly led him home.
"Who is this child?" Satan looked down at the child in front of him and suddenly had a bad feeling.
The feeling it evokes in Satan is like having your hard-earned cabbage eaten by a pig.
“Dad, this is Son Gohan. He got separated from the family outside, so I brought him home,” Videl explained.
"Is he/she your classmate?" Satan asked again.
"Yes, yes, yes...my classmate." Bidelie lied without even thinking.
"Hello, Mr. Satan..." Son Gohan greeted shyly.
This is my future father-in-law.
But you know what...
He's really brave!
To challenge Cell, a god-like being, with a mortal body.
Should I try to persuade him not to do anything foolish?
Otherwise, he would have been beaten to death by Cell.
Son Gohan was ultimately more mature and realized that persuasion wouldn't be very effective.
Having experienced so much in his past life, Gohan knew very well that even if he said something, the other party wouldn't change it.
Only through personal experience can one learn from mistakes.
"Since you can't find your home, then stay here." Satan didn't object and eventually took in Son Gohan out of pity.
"Thank you, Mr. Satan," Son Gohan said quickly.
“But I’m telling you, you’re not allowed to have any ulterior motives towards my daughter,” Satan threatened.
Sun Wufan: "..."
How did you know I was going to have ulterior motives towards your daughter?
No, it's not a crooked idea!
She is my future wife, this is not a bad idea.
"Dad, what are you saying?" Bidili's face turned red.
"Mr. Satan, I heard you're going to challenge Cell?" Gohan changed the subject and asked.
"You little brat, you know quite a lot." Satan patted his chest and smiled confidently. "I'll show you how I beat that Cell to a pulp!"
Son Gohan was speechless.
My future father-in-law is really confident.
I can't even beat Cell.
……
Earth has finally arrived at the fateful 17th.
During this time, Goku used the Dragon Ball Radar to collect all the Dragon Balls on Earth.
Bun Mountain.
Sun Wukong's home.
Sun Wukong was dressed neatly and ready to go.
"Alright, Chi-Chi, I'm off now," Sun Wukong said with a smile.
"Goku, where has Gohan been these past three days?" Chi-Chi asked.
"Gohan should be with Piccolo, right?" Goku scratched his head.
"Be careful, Goku, you have to come back alive," Chi-Chi said with some worry.
"Okay, I understand." Sun Wukong nodded.
"Gohan isn't participating in the battle, is he?" Chi-Chi asked again.
"Hmm...hmm!" Sun Wukong's lips twitched slightly, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer the question.
"You'd better keep your word and not let Gohan participate in the competition," Chi-Chi repeatedly reminded him.
"I'm leaving," Sun Wukong said hastily, waving goodbye.
"Shh!"
Sun Wukong used Instant Transmission and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
Kiki increasingly felt that something was wrong.
"Maybe Gohan will participate in the competition too." Chi-Chi became increasingly worried.
"Shh!"
Sun Wukong teleported and appeared on the temple.
"Here we come!" Klin said with a smile.
"This day has finally come." Goku sighed deeply, then looked around and noticed that Vegeta and Gohan weren't there. He asked curiously, "Huh? Where's Vegeta?"
“He went ahead of me,” Bick replied.
"Really? That's quite a feat." Goku chuckled, then asked, "Piccolo, where's Gohan? Isn't he with you?"
"I was about to ask you the same thing, why didn't you bring Gohan?" Piccolo's face darkened.
Sun Wukong: "..."
“I remember now… Gohan said he was going to find someone…” Goku scratched his head, suddenly snapping back to reality.
"Looking for someone? Who?" Bick was taken aback.
"His future wife," Sun Wukong whispered to Piccolo.
Bick quietly wiped his sweat.
He's so young... and he's already going to find his future wife?
"Fortunately, I can sense Gohan's presence." Goku looked into the distance.
"Alright, let's get going." Bick nodded and urged.
……
Cell Games Venue.
Cell stood in the center of the ring, eagerly awaiting the outcome.
"This day has finally come! Come on over here, Son Goku!" Cell's smile grew even brighter.
On a distant hilltop.
The cameraman was snapping away at Cell with his camera.
The host, holding a microphone, presided over the Cell Games Tournament.
"There are still more than 20 minutes until the Cell Games, which will determine the fate of the team. Perhaps because they're afraid of getting involved, there's not a single person watching around here," the announcer said in a deep voice. "Cell is standing motionless in the center of the arena, and our hero, Satan, has yet to appear!"
Waited for another moment.
"Hey? That car!" The host's eyes lit up, and he excitedly announced.
The car stopped.
The car door opened, and Mr. Satan stepped out of the car with an imposing air.
"It really is Mr. Satan! Mr. Satan has finally arrived!" the host exclaimed excitedly.
Satan raised his right fist high, waved to the photographer's lens, and wore an extremely confident smile.
"Mr. Satan raises his fist in front of the camera, answering the eager questions of people all over the world." The host became increasingly excited.
"Satan! Satan! Satan!"