Dragon Ball Perfect World

Chapter 213 Frieza’s anger!
Didi... Didi...

"F...King Frieza..."

"What's the matter, Mr. Sabo?" Frieza smiled.

Sabo's face changed wildly, and he seemed to feel a little unbelievable, so he fell silent.

"Oh? Mr. Sabo?" Frieza turned around and asked.

"Ah, King Frieza..."

Sabo could only answer based on the data in front of him: "I don't know if there was a malfunction... In short, Captain Ginyu and the others' life reflexes all disappeared just now."

"Oh? What's going on..." Frieza suddenly stopped turning his fingers on the wine glass and said in a condensed tone.

"I'll look up the battle footage right away..." Sabo responded immediately.

Click——! !The wine glass in Frieza's hand suddenly exploded, and the blood-like red wine inside soaked Frieza's fingers.

"This is really disturbing news..."

Someone actually dares to kill the Ginyu Special Forces?Don't they know that these people are their subordinates?

Compared to the deaths of five of his capable subordinates, Frieza still found this incident more irritating.

"Frieza?" The Kurdish king entered the room and asked in surprise when he saw his angry son.

"See the Kurdish King!" Sabo saluted.

"Exemption."

The Kurdish King sat next to Frieza. Frieza's face had been replaced by a smile at this moment, but it was indeed colder.

"Dad, I lost my temper..."

"So, Mr. Sabo, is this true?" Frieza asked.

"From all indications, there should be nothing wrong." Saab reported truthfully.

He couldn't believe that Captain Ginyu would die. He always thought that Captain Ginyu was the strongest person in the universe besides the two kings.

"Captain Ginyu's detector recorded a... guy with a combat power of up to 29!"

Sabo was taken aback.

"Oh? 29? Did Captain Ginyu die in the hands of that guy?" Frieza licked his lips.

"Yes, it's really unexpected. I didn't expect Namek to be such a powerful planet." Sabo whispered.

"Dad, it seems you are right." Frieza smiled.

Kurd remained sitting on the chair dragging his head.

"The planet Namek has a long history. According to legend, it is a wonderful race with various magical abilities. It must not be underestimated."

"However, the fact that they have such a powerful guy inside...is beyond my expectation..." The Kurdish King straightened up.

"According to my previous observations, the people there should not have such a strong guy yet."

"But in fact they have such people." Frieza retorted.

His strongest subordinate would actually be killed, which was a big loss.

"That's right, Frieza, your subordinates will probably be in despair when they see that powerful Namekian... Haha..."

"Oh, oh... Dad, I don't want to laugh now..." Frieza's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and then he calmly ordered Sabo:
"Mr. Tang En...yes, let Mr. Tang En come over."

Mr. Tang En's fighting ability is much higher than his own, but he shouldn't be a match for that kind of guy, right?Sabo thought, and then:
"King Frieza, do you need to ask Mr. Tang En to bring the army?"

"No, just bring over the army of androids that have been made. I want to see them right away. It doesn't matter whether they are used or not now."

Frieza once again ignored his original agreement and issued an order to see immediate results.

"Okay, I'll notify Mr. Tang immediately, but according to the speed of the spacecraft, it will take two days to get here at the fastest," Sabo said.

"That's not a problem. Once your wish comes true, just wait and see..." Frieza said.

"Frieza, is that your new little brother?" King Kurd asked.

"Yes, Dad, he is a very smart guy. I really like him, but this guy doesn't seem to respect me too much."

Frieza nodded, something could be felt. Twain never went to visit Frieza, so even a fool could see some clues.

Dunn naturally couldn't hear from Frieza...

At this moment, in the spiritual time room, Sun Wukong was sleeping soundly, and all the quilts on the side were kicked off by Sun Wukong.

Tang En suddenly opened his eyes and straightened up. He was actually dreaming just now...

To be honest, Tang En usually doesn't dream. It may be due to the recent crazy training coupled with the extreme weather and gravity.

Under the same ten-fold gravity, Tang En could not underestimate Sun Wukong with twenty-fold Realm King Fist, and he had to concentrate on it.

"This scene..." Tang En smiled slightly.

The content of his dream just now was actually a scene of fighting Frieza.

The fierce energy of death magma covered everything in the sky, and the demonic laughter of Frieza and Kurd filled Tang En's ears.

Thinking about this scene, Tang En suddenly felt that this dream had no reason. After all, Wukong was not even included in this scene.

Dreams always appear when you try your best to think of them. For example, when Tang En was trying his best to resist Frieza's energy attack, Bulma appeared below Tang En the next moment.

Then, the intense energy in front of him slammed into Tang En's body. The crimson magma bomb scorched Tang En's body. It was as if he was being held down by a branding iron, and there were bursts of white air oozing from his skin...

Finally, Tang En couldn't stop him.

Dreams are naturally connected to reality?Could it be that I actually have hidden masochistic tendencies?Tang En smiled bitterly and shook his head.

However, this kind of dream is somewhat similar to the previous illusion, but it is much inferior.

Referring to hypnosis, combined with Tang En's experience and knowledge base, it is possible to create a set of illusion-related skills.

"It should be able to help Wukong transform..."

Immediately, Tang En couldn't help laughing again. He thought of a Martial Daoist on Earth. He should be the original Satan, but now he should be called Martial Daoist Mark.

He had tried to find him several times, but Tang En had not seen him, because that guy must have asked for a duel with him after bragging to others.

However, due to curiosity, Tang En still took a look at the guy.

"If it's that guy, he should be able to control the dream world to be what he wants, right?"

"This is really a talented player..."

After he was blown up in his dream, the angry blond warrior appeared. Tang En glanced at Sun Wukong, who was sleeping soundly. How could such a thing be allowed?
It seems that I need to let Sun Wukong practice his transformation skills in advance, so that Frieza and the like disappear as soon as possible...

(End of this chapter)