I Am a Saiyan

Sun Wuming was clutching his hungry stomach. Oops, he used the crimson energy to chase after him, and he used up a lot of energy, and he was so hungry.

Fighting intent and irritability plummeted with hunger.

Tsk, go back and find mommy...

Sun Wuming, who turned angrily, turned black, and fell into a softness full of elasticity.

"Ugh?"

"what?"

After being quiet for a second, Sun Wuming took a step back, only to realize that there was a strange woman in front of him, wearing black-rimmed glasses, with long brown hair with a messy shawl, and strange golden rings hanging on both ears. White lab coats and odd red and blue square-like clothes, with thick black stockings and high-heeled shoes.

It seems like you hit the other person's chest just now?

Sun Wuming took two glances, shook his head in his heart, his chest was not strong, he had no strength to hit people, and he was also a very weak guy: "Who are you?"

"Kid, when I was eating dessert in the store just now, I saw you passing by four or five times outside."

The woman didn't care about the accident just now. She asked with a smile, "Are you lost? Would you like me to help you find your parents? Or help you find the police here?"

dessert?

Sun Wuming looked to the side, and there was indeed a dessert shop. The promotional pictures of various small cakes, biscuits and luxury ice cream were beautifully drawn, which greatly increased the appetite. What was even more disgusting was that there were all kinds of temptations floating in the air. human scent...

"Gollum."

When he swallowed his saliva, his stomach growled.

Why should I go back to find something for my mother to eat? Isn't there something ready-made here?

Sun Wuming, temporarily changed his target because of hunger.

The woman followed the child's gaze and said with a chuckle, "Are you hungry? My child, how about I treat you to a snack?"

Please? Oh, it means to send, right?

Sun Wuming replied in seconds: "Okay!"

A moment later, in the dim sum shop, the woman looked strangely at Sun Wuming, who was engrossed in eating, one bite of a small cake and half of an ice cream.

Small stature, but has an appetite like swallowing mountains and rivers.

Other guests in the store couldn't help but cast their gazes at the rare animals, and the waiters went back and forth between the busy back kitchen and the hall.

ten minutes later.

Sun Wuming reluctantly swallowed the last strawberry, patted his stomach, and said with satisfaction, "Desserts are delicious! If only my mother could make them!"

"Children..." The woman dragged her chin, narrowed her azure blue eyes, and said with a wicked smile, "These desserts all contain a terrifying toxin..."

Sun Wuming was startled.

Hey, are you scared?

"What is toxin?"

The woman tilted her head, held up the mirror frame, and said with a wicked smile, "It's something that will make you... a little fat man whose stomach will hang down to his legs!"

Sun Wuming thought about that kind of picture, but couldn't think of it.

As if seeing the question marks on the child's head, the woman couldn't help raising her hand to rest her forehead, sighing, "It seems that I don't have any talent for teaching children - little one, remember it later, try not to eat what strangers give you. ."

"Why?"

Sun Wuming wondered why he couldn't eat.

"Uh... Because the person who gave you food for no reason may be a bad person."

Sun Wuming asked blankly, "Then are you a bad person?"

"Me? Of course not... I can't say that, as if..."

Women find that talking with children is indeed much more difficult than doing experiments and doing research. How to convert common sense into knowledge that children can understand seems to be an extremely troublesome subject.

She frowned and thought for a while, holding her chin and sighing: "Strictly speaking, I don't count? But if you think about it, it seems to be a bad person? Let's leave this kind of thing to sociologists and jurists to define, alas... …”

"It doesn't matter, if it's a bad guy, I can eat what he gives and beat him up!"

Sun Wuming came up with a solution in his own way, and lit up his little arm, smiling triumphantly, as if he was proud that he had thought of such an answer.

Uh... such a small child, there seem to be muscle marks on the arm? It stands to reason that the body is not yet fully developed, no matter how the child is, it is only inconceivable that the body is white and tender.

Racial traits? Or is there any special exercise method, or because of some external factors that cause abnormal hormone secretion?

The woman subconsciously raised a series of questions. After regaining her senses, she shook her head to dispel her academic thoughts, and said with a smile, "Then what about the bad guys who put some things that will damage your body when you eat them? For example... ... stuffing **** into the cake?"

The woman unknowingly said terrible things in public.

Sun Wuming's face turned blue, and he looked at the leftover cake paper in horror: "I... ate stinky poop?"

... It's okay to fry this place directly to ashes, right?

"This guest, please don't speak out rumors that affect the reputation of our store."

The waitress next to her had a business smile on her face and blue veins on her forehead—could it be that you were invited by your peers to make trouble?

"Uh... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, cough, I didn't respond."

The woman was a little embarrassed, and said quickly: "The cake here has no feces. I just assumed, assumed, made up, understand?"

Sun Wuming breathed a sigh of relief, it was okay, and then thought of that possibility, he frowned suddenly, anger appeared on his face, and said firmly: "If it is that kind of bad guy... it should be killed directly! Beat it to ashes!"

"But the bad guy who stuffed the cake with shit..."

"This! Ladies! Ladies! Please don't bring up some things that affect your appetite frequently during meal occasions!"

There is nothing wrong with the smile of the waitress.

"If the meal is over, please settle the bill."

Half-invitation, half-expelled...

The woman and Sun Wuming stood in front of the dim sum shop.

The breeze blew in front of him, with the hotness of Father Sun.

The ruthless door behind him cut off the cool air.

Sun Wuming patted his stomach.

Forget it, eat your fill, don't get angry.

Chapter 48 Number 21 and the Flirty Man

"Ha... I haven't been out for a long time, and I accidentally said things that others hate, cough..."

The woman smiled wryly and grabbed her messy hair, but she didn't care too much. She raised her hand and fanned the wind, looking at the merciless heat of the sun, and wanted to go back.

Although the institute is not very popular, at least there is air-conditioning.

"Little boy, I'll take you to the security guard and let them take you to your parents, okay?"

Sun Wuming walked around, reminiscing about the taste and taste of desserts that were completely different from other foods. He felt that after eating desserts, his physical strength recovered quickly. Could it be that fairy beans are also a dessert? But fairy beans have no texture and taste.

"kid!"

The woman raised her hand and poked Sun Wuming's forehead: "Your family..."

Dudu——!

Sun Wuming patted the woman's hand away, frowned and said, "Don't touch me! Sister Dong said it! Don't touch any woman you don't know!"

"Hey?! I'll touch it."

The woman pinched Sun Wuming's cheek, hehe, and suddenly let go, and took out the communicator that kept calling from her pocket. She frowned, connected the communication, and asked impatiently: "Hey! I didn't say it. Shopping? What's the matter with you? Um...?"

The woman looked at the angry Sun Wuming in surprise. After whispering a few words to the communicator, she put the communicator away. She raised her hand to help her glasses, and asked solemnly, "Little friend, what's your name? Who's dad?"

Sun Wuming folded his hands and snorted, "Sister Dong said not to tell strangers your name!"

"I'm not a stranger. I've invited you to eat so many desserts, so aren't we friends?"

The woman forced a smile and asked, "Your father...is it Sun Wukong?"

Sun Wuming was a little surprised. Could it be his father's friend? That father's friend should also be his friend, right?

He broke the relationship and said, "Yes! My name is Sun Wuming, and my father is Sun Wukong! What's your name?"

"Me? There are many names."

Sun Wuming's face is blank, isn't there only one name? What does a lot mean?

"Everyone has a name in their own eyes and in the eyes of others in their life, and I haven't changed my name once or twice because of various things. Speaking of which, I can't remember each one. Name... Now, you can call me the 21st, my birthday is the 21st, and I really like the number 21."

The woman raised her hand and stroked her hair, moved her eyes calmly and glanced around, and said in a low voice, "In short, go find your father, stay by your father's side, don't wander around outside..."

When Sun Wuming was about to ask curiously, a voice came over.

"Huh? I seem to have heard Sun Wukong just now?"

No. 21's expression froze, and he slowly turned around—could it be that it was the person Gero sent to monitor him?

"Yo, beauty!"

A very frivolous and casual greeting, with black hair in a shawl, a cross scar on the left cheek, and a young man wearing a floral shirt, he pushed up the big sunglasses on his face, revealing a somewhat handsome face, and asked with an interested smile. Said: "Do you also know Sun Wukong?"

Under the concentrated attention on the 21st, when the young man asked the question, his eyes quickly swept across his legs, waist and chest, and finally fell on his face, which seemed to be facing his own eyes, but in fact his eyes were slightly off Moved a few points.

This kind of guy who first looks at the characteristics of the female image is very active in socializing with the opposite sex, or rather frivolous, but he does not subconsciously look at himself, indicating that there is some subconscious tension in his heart, maybe he was not a good social personality before. , At the same time, his own changes are not enough to erase the traces of this 'shyness', combined with the attitude of the other party that seems to know Sun Wukong...

Are you trying to use this pretext to strike up a conversation?

I thought it was the guy sent by the guy Grow, I was shocked.

Gee, a little uncomfortable.

On the 21st, he pushed his glasses and said with admiration: "Yes, I do know Sun Wukong, who was the champion of the 23rd World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference."

"You also know the world's No. 1 martial arts conference? Hehe, that guy Sun Wukong is really powerful, but the others are not weak."

The young man gave himself a thumbs up, and smiled confidently: "In Xia Yamucha, a player who has made it to the top eight in two consecutive martial arts competitions."

Sun Wuming lost interest. It turned out to be his father's defeated general. He thought he was so powerful.

No. 21 held his cheek with one hand and said with a smile: "Wow! It's amazing! Come, say hello to uncle, this is also the martial artist you admire."

worship?

With question marks written all over Sun Wuming's face, he raised his eyes and glanced at Yamucha, humming in his mouth, too lazy to pay attention to the other party - hum, weak.

When Yamucha noticed Sun Wuming, he looked at him in surprise, and hesitantly said: "This child... always feels a bit like Sun Wukong."

"That's why he worships the champion Sun Wukong."

No. 21 smiled and said, "My child is going to be a strong man like Monkey King from the novel."

Yamu tea is instantly petrified.

Sun Wuming glared and said angrily, "What does it mean to become?! It's to defeat Dad!"

"This, this is you... your child?"

The stiff and petrified Yamucha didn't notice that Sun Wuming called out a terrible name. He looked at No. 21, the corners of his mouth moved stiffly, his whole body was full of blood, and his face was flushed with a dry red, and his embarrassment almost overflowed. body surface.

On the 21st, he raised his hand and touched Sun Wuming's spiky hair, and said with emotion: "Yeah, I didn't expect my child to be so old in a blink of an eye, and I can be called a beauty at this age. When someone comes over to talk to me, I really like it. Unexpected."

The kids are so old...

puff!

called beauty...

puff!

someone chats up...

puff!

This is a married woman! There are kids! Ju, actually committed a taboo when interacting with girls!

"Hug, sorry! I, I have something to do! Let's go first!"

Yamucha quickly bowed his head and left. After walking for a distance, he regained his spirits and walked towards a beautiful swimsuit.

The two quickly chatted freely, and the chat seemed to be very speculative, and while chatting, they walked out of the town.