Double Through Door: Invade the Prisoner Eater with Weiss at the beginning

And Sun Wukong and the others went on to do what they wanted to do and what they should do.

However, most of them are related to the Super Dragon Ball radar.

They're all helping Bulma.

Even something as simple as serving tea, pouring water, or wiping sweat.

Everything was in Bulma's favor.

They really wanted to go to the world of food.

Only Su Ming, Weiss, Beerus, number seventeen, and number eighteen remained on the scene.

After these people left, Su Ming grinned mischievously at Number Eighteen:

"I promised you there would be a reward if you won the competition."

"So what do you want now?"

"Do you want money or..."

Number 17, standing to the side, immediately felt nauseous.

Before Number 18 could answer, he immediately said:

"Everyone, if there's nothing else, I should head back."

"I need to do something there."

"There have been a lot of thieves lately..."

He always flirts with his sister right in front of him.

This was unbearable, so I quickly made an excuse to leave.

Su Ming didn't refuse and nodded.

"Yes, feel free to ask me anytime if you need any help."

Number Seventeen nodded and took to the air. "Then, goodbye!"

Then it flew away quickly.

As the younger brother of number eighteen, it's really tough for me to stay here.

I can't quite describe the discomfort.

After seeing Number Seventeen leave, Su Ming looked at Number Eighteen again.

"So, have you made up your mind?"

"What exactly do you want?"

At this moment, Number 18 blushed again.

But he deliberately said the opposite:

"Of course I want money. Money is much better than someone else."

Su Ming's lips curled into a smile, and he joked again:

"I have no money... but if you get me."

"I can make money very easily!"

"Make money that you can never spend all of!"

Would you consider me?

Number 18 blushed even more and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

But her liking for Su Ming increased even more.

Su Ming didn't continue joking, and said:

"I'm not kidding you anymore, let's not talk about anything else for now."

"Don't you have a bomb inside you?"

"I can help you retrieve it, as a way of repaying you."

He felt that since the plot deviated from the original work.

So the bomb inside Number 18 might not have been removed yet.

That kind of bomb actually posed a great threat to Number 18 as well.

The other party should also want to take it out.

Upon hearing this, Number 18's expression immediately turned serious.

Looking up at Su Ming, he said in disbelief:

"You...how did you know?"

She and Su Ming didn't have much contact time.

The other party should not know about the bomb.

Before Su Ming could answer, Weiss exclaimed in surprise:

"Ah, so Su Ming, you've already done 'that' with Number 18!"

In his opinion.

Now that we know there's a bomb inside Number 18.

Therefore, they must have already had very close contact with Number 18.

It's the kind of contact that only VIPs can see!

These words caused Number 18's face to flush red again.

He quickly waved his hand and explained:

"No! It's not what you think!"

Su Ming, standing to the side, was speechless.

These people are really prone to daydreaming.

However, this is also quite reasonable.

To be able to know such private secrets of the other person.

The key point is that everyone knows Su Ming and Number 18 haven't known each other for very long.

To know such private matters in such a short time.

It's hard not to think about that kind of contact.

"Oh, no." Weiss scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, but smiled and said, "I misunderstood, sorry!"

Number 18's expression finally calmed down a bit.

She's quite sensitive about being misunderstood.

After the misunderstanding was cleared up, she looked at Su Ming again.

I want to know how he found out.

Su Ming made up a reason:

"I have a special ability to sense things."

That was all he could say.

After all, it's impossible to say that you're a time traveler.

"Sensed..."

At first, Number 18 didn't think anything of it.

But upon closer reflection, he lowered his head again, his heart racing, his face flushing crimson, redder than a ripe apple.

Since it can sense the bomb inside its own body

Wouldn't that mean I'd be completely exposed?

This is so embarrassing!

Even Weiss, who was standing next to him, crossed his arms and covered his chest.

As if afraid that Su Ming would see through her.

Su Ming looked disgusted and was speechless.

Even if they really had that ability.

I have absolutely no interest in you!

Su Ming looked at the shy Number 18 and changed the subject:

"If you want it removed, you can ask Viss."

"You probably don't want that stuff to stay inside you forever, do you?"

Number 18 then slightly raised her exquisite and perfect face.

Honestly.

The bomb inside her body was indeed a source of distress for her.

I had considered removing it before.

But unfortunately, I simply didn't have that ability.

Taking it haphazardly could detonate a bomb.

It's quite powerful.

It poses a great threat to itself and even the entire planet.

"You...can you really help me get it out?"

She desperately wanted to remove the bomb.

Su Ming nodded slightly, "Of course."

"If you want."

Number 18 replied decisively, "Of course I want to!"

"But...how do we get it?"

"not……"

Her face, which had already recovered somewhat, flushed red again.

I wonder if we have to be very close (with Wang Zhao) to get it removed.

Su Ming knew exactly what she was thinking.

He first laughed and joked, "That's right, just as you think!"

"What, you don't want to get it anymore?"

Number 18 lowered her head, her delicate face turning as red as an apple once again.

Su Ming found it amusing and smiled, but then said seriously:

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

"Actually, I don't have the ability to remove it for you."

"However, we can ask Vistos for help."

Then he looked at Weiss and asked, "Weiss, can you take it out?"

If that doesn't work, there's always the Dragon Balls; there are plenty of other solutions.

Weiss smiled. "Of course."

Then he looked at number eighteen and confirmed:

"Miss Number 18, are you sure you want to take it out?"

Number 18 then looked up and nodded, "Mm."