For a moment, everyone whispered among themselves, their eyes filled with confusion and doubt.
In their minds, although Sun Wuxiu was powerful, he had always been gentle by nature and rarely displayed such nearly sadistic behavior.
"Everyone, quiet down!"
Just then, a clear voice rang out.
Bulma stood atop a rock. Though she did not understand why Sun Wuxiu was doing this either, the trust in her eyes did not waver in the slightest as she watched his back.
"Wu Xiu always has his reasons for what he does!"
"He's definitely not the kind of person who would torture an opponent just to vent his anger!"
With Bulma speaking up, although everyone still had doubts in their hearts, they stopped talking and quietly watched the "execution" in the sky.
At the edge of the crowd.
Android 18, whose hands had been clenched tightly the whole time, watched the scene in the sky as a glimmer suddenly flashed through her azure eyes.
She remembered the warm hand that had rested on her head earlier.
She remembered what that man had said by her ear—"I'll be responsible for getting him out."
"Could it be..."
Android 18 covered her mouth, tears welling in her eyes.
"He was..."
In the sky.
"Urgh—!!!"
Cell had already been beaten senseless. His stomach churned violently, and he felt as if his internal organs were about to be vomited out.
"Stop... stop... Kill me... Just kill me..."
Cell begged.
This feeling of being unable to live or die was far too painful.
"Not enough."
Sun Wuxiu spoke coldly.
"That thing... hasn't come out yet."
His gaze sharpened. He drew back his right fist, then delivered an even heavier uppercut than before, viciously striking Cell's diaphragm!
"Spit it out!!!!"
"Bleurgh—!!!!"
Cell's mouth suddenly stretched open to its limit.
Along