Chapter 10-Cruel No. 17!

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A blond girl emerged from the No. 18 machine slot as soon as it was opened.

She has shoulder-length blonde hair that is cut short, black socks covering her lower limbs, and an upper body covered in a denim vest.

Like the boy just now, the entire person has a glamorous, cold temperament, and his eyes are emotionless.

There is an air of repellency about the whole person, even from a great distance.

Similar to No. 17 that was just mentioned, No. 18 started by examining the surroundings.

then noticed the seventeenth.

And No. 17 winked at No. 18.

No. 18 quickly grasped the concept and took a quick look at the remote control that was in Dr. Gero's hand.

Finally, a smile broke across his features.

"Good morning!" is how you should greet Dr. Gero. Dr.Gero.

"Oh!! I was even greeted by number 18!"

"It appears that you guys have fixed it, which is fantastic."

"Now it is your job, the two of you, to go kill all those people for me."

Dr. Gero exclaimed with excitement.

Nobody can harm him as long as he has the numbers 17 and 18.

Furthermore bad are Vegeta and Son Goku.

"Kill those folks? It is extremely easy."

"But I believe there is one more issue that needs to be resolved before that."

Suddenly, No. 17 smiled, and it was a smile full of cautious and sinister taste.

"What is the issue?"

Dr. Gero's face took a turn.

They are both nothing more than self-made machines.

Just follow your destiny and do as you please.

You do not even need to be independent in thought.

The last time, I closed them up because they were thinking of something else.

This is not how I expected No. 17 to talk to me right now.

He smelled a dangerous breath suddenly.

"Is it really not all that significant?"

"That is the case."

Number 17 laughed out loud at that moment, but the voice persisted.

Dr. Gero is still paying close attention.

The body of No. 17 flashed at this precise moment, appearing in front of Dr. Gero in a split second.

Then he grabbed Dr. Gero's remote control out of his hand.

"What? What are you doing? Number 17."

"Return the remote control to me!"

Dr. Gero became pale with shock instantly.

You have to be aware that in an emergency, you can use this remote control to turn off their energy.

Being taken advantage of by No. 17 right now is undoubtedly bad.

And this guy paid absolutely no attention to himself.

They remain unchanged; they have not been corrected.

"You bloody old man, you know what I mean!"

"This ought to be the two of us's emergency energy stop mechanism!" Dr. Gero was asked by Number 17, who was fiddling with the remote control.

"No, it is not at all."

"This is just our research institute's air conditioner's remote control."

Dr. Gero shook his head frantically and in denial right away.

"Yeah?"

"Based on your tense facial expression, you ought to be correct."

No. 17 gave another icy smile before giving it a firm shake.

The remote control broke into pieces right away.

Then No. 17 hurled it to the ground.

"You, you pathetic fool!"

"I will seal the two of you again, how dare you do such a thing."

Dr. Gero gave a fierce roar.

The thing about which I was most concerned came to pass.

"Damn old man!! It is time to repay you because you have caused so much hurt."

Android 17's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold killing intent.

Then he gave Dr. Gero a hard kick to the face in a sudden movement of his body.

The head of Dr. Gero was thrown into the air.

His eyes had an unbelievable expression, and his head was in a different place!

He never gave it much thought, but he never imagined that his own work would claim his life.

"Hey... old man."

After giving Dr. Gero a fierce look, Number 17 stepped on his head.

Click!

There was a sharp sound and Dr. Gero's head became a pile of parts in an instant.

It continued to leak oil.

The laboratory's iron door was also opened at this point.

It was Ron and Piccolo who emerged beyond the iron gate.

As soon as the iron door opened, Ron focused on Android 18.

For the money is, I always thought that No. 18 was a goddess-level existence when I watched the Dragon Ball anime.

She is strong, attractive, and well-mannered.

Nearly all benefits are combined.

Krillin finally overcame such an almost flawless goddess.

It is estimated that many people will find it difficult to accept this.

While Krillin is certainly competent, it seems extremely unlikely that he would match the number 18.

"Are these two the cyborgs that Trunks mentioned?"

"Oh no, these two guys killed the doctor who made them." Piccolo's fists clenched tightly.

These androids appear to be just as vicious as Trunks claimed.

"Oh? Do so many people come here to play with us?

"I was afraid that after going out, I would be bored, but it does not seem like that will happen."

No. 17 grinned as he said, having noticed Ron and the others standing at the door.

But there is always a hint of coldness when someone smiles like No. 17.

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