Android 18's Body Was More Honest Than Her Words!

Today, Android 18 changed into a more provocative outfit in West City.

Her upper body was clad in a black, deep-V camisole that tightly cinched her breasts, squeezing the two large, snow-white mounds into a bottomless cleavage.

The full contours looked as if they might burst through the thin fabric at any moment.

Below, she wore a tight, ultra-short skirt that barely covered her plump, peach-like buttocks.

As soon as she sat down, a large expanse of fair, delicate leg skin was exposed to the air, with a hint of alluring, semi-transparent black lace peeking out from beneath the hem.

Although she was an android, a woman's instinct made her unable to control her desire when facing Qin Feng.

She quietly extended a straight, long leg, and under the cover of the table, slid her delicate toes up along Qin Feng's calf, gently rubbing the inside of his thigh.

"Where is Android 17?" Qin Feng asked casually, letting her tease him under the table.

"He said he wanted to live the life of an ordinary person, get married, and have children, so we went our separate ways."

Android 18's voice was crisp, and she forced a cold, aloof expression onto her face, even as her foot movements became increasingly bold and provocative.

"Oh?"

Qin Feng picked up his wine glass and took a sip of red wine, his gaze sweeping over the proud curves of her chest. "So you followed me all this way because you're craving my body and intend to repay your debt with it?"

"Keep dreaming."

Android 18 shot him a coquettish glare, her pretty face instantly flushing red.

She had always been dismissive of men in the past, but now, whenever she saw Qin Feng, her whole body would go weak.

Not only was she feeling damp below, but her heart was also pounding wildly.

She didn't even have the courage to look into Qin Feng's eyes, feeling only a surge of hot, electric current rushing from between her legs straight to her head.

"I can see it now; you're purely here for a free meal."

Qin Feng popped a piece of beef into his mouth. "Eat up, don't starve that hot, beautiful figure of yours."

Watching this peerless beauty pretend to be reserved when she was clearly dying of desire, Qin Feng felt a secret thrill.

Android 18 didn't stand on ceremony at all, reaching out to grab pizza and sushi from the table and stuffing them into her mouth.

Her table manners had absolutely nothing to do with being a lady.

After all, she had been trapped for two days, and her stomach was long since empty.

"Eat slowly, no one is going to steal it from you, there's plenty."

Watching the peerless beauty wolf down her food, Qin Feng took a sip of the rice wine in his glass.

Half an hour later.

Whoosh!

A familiar figure flashed into existence out of thin air.

Orange martial arts gi, blue undershirt, and a brilliant head of golden hair standing straight up.

"Son Goku!"

Qin Feng and Android 18 called out the name in unison.

"Huh? You actually know me?"

Son Goku looked completely surprised.

It made sense for Android 18 to know him, as the androids were programmed specifically to kill him.

But he had never met this handsome young man before.

"Of course, you're a big celebrity on Earth; who doesn't know you?"

Qin Feng set down his wine glass, his tone calm. "Did you come all this way to find me because you want to spar?"

"I really do want to have a match with you!"

Son Goku's eyes lit up, his face full of excitement. "But there are too many people here to let loose. Your strength is immense; just standing in front of you makes me feel like my blood is boiling!"

"To be honest, at your current level, you're still far from being a match for me."

Qin Feng glanced at him and spoke bluntly. "I have no interest in fighting you."

"Is that so? Don't underestimate people!"

Son Goku wasn't angry; instead, he became even more excited. "Ten days from now, the World Martial Arts Tournament will be held on Earth. I hope you'll come to participate. If you're missing, the tournament will lose a lot of the fun!"

This tournament was sponsored by a wealthy man named Qian Duoduo.

Son Goku had heard Krillin mention it before, and he had originally thought it was boring and didn't want to participate.

But now that an unfathomable person like Qin Feng had appeared, he immediately changed his mind and came to deliver an invitation in person.

"World Martial Arts Tournament?"

Qin Feng muttered to himself.

Even though Cell had been reduced to ash, the tournament was still being held as scheduled.

"Ding! System mission selection triggered."

"Option One: Participate in the tournament and win the championship. Reward: 0.1-second Time-Skip."

"Option Two: Participate in the tournament and place anywhere. Reward: Destructo Disc."

"Option Three: Refuse to participate. Reward: 5 billion in cash."

The voice of the cheat code reported in right on time.

Qin Feng scanned the list of rewards, not needing to hesitate for even a second.

Time-Skip!

This was the signature technique of Hit, the greatest assassin of Universe 6 in Dragon Ball Super.

It allowed one to leap through time to launch an attack; it was absolutely monstrous.

In the later story, Super Saiyan Blue Vegeta, despite his superior strength, was unilaterally beaten by the Time-Skip, without even a chance to fight back.

It forced Son Goku to activate the ten-fold Kaioken just to barely cope with it.

By comparison, the Destructo Disc was a trash skill.

As for the 5 billion in cash, it held no temptation for Qin Feng whatsoever.

"Choose one, take the championship!" Qin Feng ordered decisively.

"Fine, I'll take this match." Qin Feng nodded.

He agreed to participate not to play house with Son Goku, but purely because he coveted the Time-Skip.

"Great! I'll train like crazy for these next ten days. We'll see each other on the ring, don't you dare let your guard down!"

Son Goku grinned excitedly, pressed his fingers to his forehead, and vanished with Instant Transmission.

With a 0.1-second Time-Skip, I'll definitely have an ace up my sleeve, Qin Feng calculated to himself.

"I'm full. You go pay the bill."

At this moment, Android 18 wiped her alluring red lips with a napkin and spoke to Qin Feng with righteous indignation.

"Pay the bill? Are you kidding me? Do I look like an ATM to you?"

Qin Feng spread his hands; he was wearing nothing but a tight-fitting combat suit, which didn't even have pockets for money.

"You don't even carry money when you go out to eat?" Android 18 rolled her beautiful eyes.

"Right back at you. That sexy new outfit you're wearing, did you pay for that?" Qin Feng retorted, his gaze unabashedly fixed on her heaving chest.

"Let's go! I'll take you out for a free meal today, let's find some excitement."

With that, Qin Feng reached out abruptly and pulled Android 18 into his arms.

"Hey!"

Android 18 let out a soft cry as she collided directly into Qin Feng's solid chest.

Her full breasts pressed tightly against him, squeezing out two breathtaking mounds of snow-white skin.

Qin Feng took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her supple, boneless waist, his large hand even giving her firm, peachy buttocks a forceful squeeze.

Android 18's body went limp, and a charming moan escaped her lips.

Qin Feng carried her as he dashed straight out of the restaurant door.

Compared to flying through the sky, sprinting down the street while holding a peerless beauty in his arms, feeling the intense friction of her body pressed against his, was a sensation that was absolutely exhilarating.