DC New Krypton.

Chapter 1783 Yamcha and Poole
A balcony was exposed in a white rock with the word "Hammered" engraved on it. Poole, who was spying on Hale and others through a telescope on the balcony, saw Hale's exaggeratedly strong body and his calm gaze in his direction.

Poole felt as if he was seen through. The danger sense coming from the animal-like human made him feel as if he was facing a towering mountain or a master-level figure.

Subconsciously, the hair on that little body stood up and goose bumps appeared.

"Master Yamcha!!!" Poole took two steps back and slid down the stairs from the balcony, feeling a little frightened.

"Pool, what's wrong with you?" Yamcha was sitting at a mahogany round table, holding a white ceramic teacup, wearing a loose green top, a red martial arts uniform, a red scarf on his shoulders, and thick hair slightly curled below his shoulders. He was calmly drinking black tea, but when he saw that his partner Pool had gotten angry, he couldn't help but put down the teacup and asked in confusion.

They have been partners and have been working as bandits in the desert to rob passers-by for a long time. With Yamcha's martial arts and Pool's magical transformation skills, they are invincible.

Yamcha was curious about why Poole was so angry.

"Master Yamcha! I'm a little scared. It seems like I saw a very extraordinary person, a very powerful enemy. He is stronger than you, Master Yamcha. I feel he is a little scary." Poole said with some shock.

His animal senses sensed the terrifying power of Haier. This terrifying power did not only come from Haier's appearance, which was stronger than Master Yamcha, but also from his inner power, which was so deep that it was unfathomable and made people feel numb.

Wu Long is also an animal-type human, and he had the same feeling when facing Haier. So after Wu Long knew that Haier and the others were going to Zhabaobab Mountain, he did not follow them and left on his own.

Not to mention that these animal-type humans have this feeling when facing Hale, even Master Roshi has this feeling when facing Hale.

Master Roshi was even worried that Hale would grow up to be an evil person because Hale was too talented, and he had strange thoughts. But in the end, because Hale was able to ride the Somersault Cloud, Master Roshi gave up his strange thoughts.

"Oh!" Yamcha's eyes lit up, and he put down the ceramic teacup. His resolute face was full of confidence. With his self-created Wolf Fang Wind Fist, he had never encountered an enemy in the desert. Yamcha did not take the danger that Poole felt seriously at all. "It just so happens that no prey has passed by for a long time."

Yamucha confidently wiped the tea stains from the corners of his mouth with a white cloth, then jumped up and easily jumped onto the four-meter-high balcony, looking out from the balcony.

"A man with strong muscles, a child carrying a patient? And that...what is that! It's actually a woman!!!"

Yamcha was shocked, and his resolute and confident face suddenly changed.

He had absolutely no way to deal with women. Just seeing them made his hands and feet tremble, and he could only run away.

Otherwise, with his martial arts skills, he would not have fallen to such a state as to become a bandit in the desert.

"Damn it, how could someone come to the desert and bring a woman with him!" Yamcha was unwilling to give in. He didn't think that strong guy could compare to him. How could he know without fighting?

But since he was with a woman, there was nothing we could do but let them go.

"They look so powerful. That strong guy is scary. It's better for us not to go there, Master Yamcha." Poole felt relieved.

Although they had not opened for business for a long, long time, the strong guy gave Poole a terrifying feeling. Poole had never felt such a terrifying feeling that made his hair stand on end and his skin get goosebumps from other three or four meter tall animal-type tiger men and bear men, so he did not dare to let Yamcha fight them.

Just let them leave the desert and let them go.

"Pool, what are you talking about! Am I, Yamcha, afraid of that muscular guy? How can a superficial muscle compare to my martial arts that I have honed over and over again?" Yamcha shouted angrily:
"If they hadn't brought women with them, I would have defeated them and taken their universal capsules long ago."

"Master Yamcha, you are really afraid of women!" Poole didn't think Master Yamcha was lying. Although it was creepy to see that muscular guy, Master Yamcha was also very strong. If they hadn't fought, he really didn't know who was stronger.

But Master Yamcha has always been unable to behave himself in front of women, which is very embarrassing.

"Damn it, this won't work!" Yamcha gritted his teeth, annoyed with himself, "I can't help but get nervous when I see a woman. I don't hate women, but I can't help but faint."

Yamcha knew that his quirk was uncomfortable and made him extremely miserable, but he had no other choice. That was why he came to the sparsely populated desert where almost no women entered to become a bandit.

There are never many women coming to the desert.

Who knew that there would be women coming to the desert now.

"No, I must defeat that muscular guy and take away all their universal capsules. Humph, I can't let that muscular guy slip away from me. I must let them see how powerful I am."

Yamcha said unwillingly.

He and Poole slid down the stairs into the house. Poole watched Yamcha stepping away, trying to find a solution. After a while, Yamcha came up with an idea.

"I got it, Poole, just lead that woman away!" Yamcha said, slapping his fist on his palm.

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"But Master Yamcha, what if that muscular guy is protecting that woman and stays by her side all the time? What if we can't lead him away?"

Poole thought about it and felt that the muscular guy was the woman's bodyguard.

After all, carrying a woman on your back into the desert is not something a normal person would do.

The only answer is that the woman hired a bodyguard and asked this muscular guy to take her into the desert.

Hearing what Poole said, Yamcha frowned.

“What should I do...what should I do...what should I do..." Yamcha kept pacing back and forth, frowning and thinking.

As a bandit in the desert, Yamcha has not been open for business for a long time. He doesn't want to let them escape, especially since Poole still thinks he can't beat the muscular guy. Yamcha is a little indignant.

He didn't think he could beat the muscular guy.

But the other party has a woman! ! ! ! How despicable!

He even came to the desert with a woman on his back. He is simply the nemesis of my Yamcha!

Damn it, they are here to deal with me, Yamcha!
"Let's follow them and see if they ever separate from the women," Poole suggested.

"This is the only way for now." Yamcha said unwillingly.