Yesterday, after the little girl Annie, who suddenly threw a tantrum, defeated that perverted old man Master Roshi, Bulma finally collected her fourth Dragon Ball – the Three-Star Ball – as she had wished!
Then, in her excitement, the genius Bulma exhilaratingly announced that they would rest by the sea for an afternoon and a night, and even held a private beach party with a decent spread of food. They didn't continue their journey to find the remaining three Dragon Balls until the next morning.
Bulma herself was feeling more confident than ever. She firmly believed she could find all three remaining Dragon Balls!
After all, besides her relatively reliable Dragon Ball Radar, she also had a powerful fighter in Sun Wukong, and another, even more powerful "magician," Little Annie, who had exceeded her expectations! Therefore, she didn't believe any difficulty could stop her progress, nor could anyone hinder her search for the remaining three balls!
Although everything was going smoothly, even smoother than she had anticipated… some things weren't quite as perfect as she imagined, like right now…
"Sun Wukong!!"
"I'm warning you! If I ever catch you sneaking into my room to mess with me while I'm asleep again, you are absolutely dead!!"
While driving her two jeeps along the bumpy, desolate dirt road ahead, Bulma glared with a flushed face and turned to glare at Sun Wukong in the passenger seat, who was hugging his head and rubbing it with a wronged expression.
This story is a long one…
Anyway, just a moment ago, when they were packing up to set off again, Bulma, Miss Bulma, gave this seemingly innocent and pure, but actually mischievous, Sun Wukong a severe lesson with a submachine gun, not stopping until she emptied the entire 40-round extended magazine!
And this was