I, Son Gohan, Cut Off Bulma At The Beginning

Chapter 68 Makarita: Mr. Son Gohan, Please Stop

Chapter 68 Makarita: Mr. Son Gohan, please stop

"No...impossible!!"

It was as if Vermut had seen a ghost. It took less than a second for his eyes to change from complacency, to doubt, to panic.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

How could someone be miraculously revived after being destroyed!

Is it still Son Gohan's damn self-healing ability?

But what kind of heaven-defying self-healing ability is needed to be resurrected after being destroyed by Gods of Destruction!

Vermut's scalp was already bursting open, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat!

"How is this possible, dear..." Macarita's small hand gently covered her cherry red lips, her delicate and pretty face was full of disbelief.

Son Gohan is miraculously resurrected after being destroyed by Vermut.

For Macarita, this is both an accident and a surprise.

She was still thinking just now, it would be a pity if such an outstanding young man was destroyed like this.

In less than a second, Son Gohan gave her a big surprise.

Being able to survive the 'destruction' of Gods of Destruction, Son Gohan's excellence once again broke through Makarita's perception of him!

It seems.

This boy named Son Gohan has indeed become the tomb of the top powerhouse in the universe.

"Hasn't this kid been destroyed by Master Vermut?!!"

"really!!"

"How is this possible!!"

"I must be hallucinating!!"

at the same time.

The members of the proud team also looked at the purple light in disbelief.

immediately.

Under the gaze of more than a dozen inconceivable gazes, a figure appeared in Dasheng's purple light.

As the purple light gradually dissipated, Son Gohan in the beast form reappeared in the eyes of everyone.

thump!

At this moment, Vermut could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, and he slumped down on the ground.

The faint smile on Son Gohan's face sent chills down Vermut's spine, like falling into an icehouse!

next second.

Son Gohan, who was still smiling slightly, suddenly turned cold, with a strong sense of murder in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "I don't think you have anything to say."

"People respect me three feet, and I respect others three feet. An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth is my consistent style. Since you want to put me to death, then be prepared to go to hell!"

Boom!

A lightning strike mercilessly hit Vermut's chest.

Terrifying power instantly penetrated Vermut's body, forming a purple-silver shock wave that pierced from behind.

And on Vermut's chest, there is a deep fist mark, which is shocking!

"Pfft!"

Already disoriented and in a state of panic, how could Vermut withstand Son Gohan's angry blow?

A mouthful of blood stained the grass beneath his feet.

Immediately.

Son Gohan kept moving and lifted Vermut up.

bang bang bang!

Son Gohan was like punching a sandbag, punching and punching Vermut firmly.

Poor Vermut can only bear the fruit he has planted silently.

Even Makarita on the side couldn't bear to look directly at her.

Speaking up.

Who can blame this?

Son Gohan's original intention was to ask Vermut for advice.

It was Vermut who, relying on his identity as Gods of Destruction, was arrogant and domineering, and did not take Son Gohan seriously, which led to his current fate.

At last.

Son Gohan punched Vermut hard again, and one of Vermut's teeth flew out.

After tumbling dozens of times in the air, he landed heavily.

At this moment, Vermut's breath was sluggish.

That clown's face was already blue and purple, and his whole face was stained red with blood.

There are also fist marks of varying degrees on his body.

Apparently it was all Son Gohan left on him just now.

Even though he was as beautiful as a beating, Son Gohan still didn't intend to let Vermut go.

He stretched out his hand to hold it again, and pulled out the Dimensional Sword exuding fierce sword intent and breath of death again.

buzz!

The Sword of Dimension issued a few sword cries in the air, and then pointed it in the distance, "All of you are wrong, arrogant, arrogant, arrogant and domineering. These words should be used to describe you Gods of Destruction."

"Relying on your status as Gods of Destruction, you are arrogant and domineering, domineering and domineering, and you don't take everyone seriously. This is doomed, "You will encounter an iron plate in ten days."

Say it.

Son Gohan glanced coldly.

Sensing the gaze cast by Son Gohan, the members of Team Pride retreated uncontrollably, their faces full of fear!

Who can spin the Gods of Destruction Vermut with one hand, is they able to compete?

"The proud team that claims to be righteous, what is justice? In this world, justice is not your position, but power, absolute power!"

"."If I was destroyed by Vermut just now, then he is justice, and now I kill him, then I am justice!"

"I don't think you can understand this truth for a while, it doesn't matter, I will demonstrate it to you personally now."

Say it.

Son Gohan lightly raised the Dimensional Sword in his hand, and the monstrous killing intent was quietly spreading.

Feeling the monstrous killing intent emanating from Son Gohan, all members of the proud team, including Jiren, shuddered involuntarily!

At first they thought it was some idiot who didn't have enough brains to count, but now they finally know.

This fucking is a real werewolf!

A hardcore werewolf who dares to destroy Shendu!

"Mr. Son Gohan, please stop in moderation."

Just as she was about to unleash a Dimensional Slash to end Vermut, Makarita, who had been silent for a long time, finally stood up.

She came in front of Son Gohan, blocking the attack route of Dimensional Slash.

Son Gohan frowned slightly, and said: "Miss Makarita (are you alright), you have already saved him once, and in terms of your duties as a guide Angel, you have already completed it.

"Even if he dies, you don't need to bear any responsibility.

"yes."

Makarita nodded slightly, "Theoretically, that's the case, but Master Vermut is the Gods of Destruction of the Eleventh Universe after all, and I, as the guide Angel of the Eleventh Universe, can't just watch Vermut's death due to human beings. Killed with indifference.

"Master Vermut tried to destroy you just now, and I solemnly apologize to you on behalf of Master Vermut."

Makarita bowed deeply to Son Gohan, and then continued: "Mr. Son Gohan, please give me some noodles, and let Master Vermut have a break, dear."

"If Mr. Son Gohan agrees, I, Makarita, owe you a favor. In the future, if Mr. Son Gohan needs help or has any conditions, as long as it is within my ability, I can promise you."

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