Chapter 215： Pirus the Destroyer

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In the northern galaxy, Frieza's palace, Frieza was not as graceful as Kevela after receiving the news. At this time, he was furious and destroyed everything he saw.

"Kinuit team lost another man, and even Mr. Dodoriya died!!"

Frieza opened her face coldly, and pointed to Captain Kinho’s nose to curse.

How many years has his Kinuit team been established? This is the second time that the number of personnel has been reduced. Is this special team he formed just waste?

Captain Kinou stood below, his face turned cloudy, but he couldn't have any excuses, because what Frieza said were all indisputable facts, and the blame could only be blamed on Bart and Likum for being too unbelievable. Captain Keanu hated him, but his face could only show a resigned expression.

"King Frieza, please calm down your anger. This time I am afraid that an irresistible factor has been encountered. It is not the fault of Captain Kinyu. It is said that Lord Kevera's mecha units have also been wiped out."

Shanbo, standing beside Frieza, said.

Shang Bo is a very handsome cosmic person, and at the same time has a very good mind.

Regarding this subordinate, Frieza also relied heavily on his anger a little, and turned his head and said, "Mr. Shangbo, what do you think about this? Can't you hire people again?"

Chambord said: "Team Keinute still has the value of existence. After all, many advanced planets need their action to be able to suppress, but we have to step up our investigation of that person to kill Dodria and Bart. , Definitely not the generals."

Frieza said with a cold face: "These will be handled by Mr. Chambau."

"Lord Frieza, please rest assured."

"By the way, are the Saiyans stable?" After the anger subsided, Frieza returned to a gentle posture, and took a sip of the wine glass.

Shang Bo said: "As usual, we performed the mission honestly. We controlled their aircraft and monitored the entire planet Vegeta. They were strictly prohibited from contacting technological civilization. I think we can't escape our control for the time being."

"Let's keep a close eye on those wild monkeys, I still don't worry." Frieza's scarlet pupils showed a cold light.

"Lord Frieza, since you are not at ease, why not get rid of them all?"

"Hmph, Mr. Shangbo, ants are ants after all. Even if there are a few stronger ones, they can bite people occasionally, but they will be pinched to death very quickly. Saiyans are not a concern after all. At this time, Saiyans are excellent combatants, and keeping them can still serve us."

"It won't be too late to deal with them if you don't really need them someday."

In Frieza's eyes, Saiyans are only tools after all, and when they have completed their power expansion, it is time to deal with Saiyans.

After listening to Frieza's heart, Shang Bo squinted his eyes, looking very agree.

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Of course, apart from Frieza and Kvera who got the news, King Crud also got the news for the first time.

As the veteran overlord of the Northern Galaxy, King Clud's news network is also all over the Northern Galaxy, and the news obtained by Frieza and others can also be obtained by King Clud.

Knowing the news that the mecha army was annihilated, King Crud just smiled coldly. For the disobedient child of Kvela, King Crud became more and more afraid of him. This is what he did his best to support Frieza. the reason.

Many years ago, King Crud was still the strongest overlord of the Northern Galaxy, but as Kevela’s strength came from behind, in order to appease him, King Crud had to divide a large area of ​​territory into Kevela’s hands. This left a thorn in his heart. Although Kevlar still respected his father on the surface, he was less and less in his bones.

In comparison, the young Frieza was still willing to listen to his father's words, and King Crude liked it very much.

At this moment, someone can add a bit of blockage to Kevera, but King Crud is very happy to see it.

"At this moment, secretly fanning a fire can cause unexpected effects..." King Crude sat on the throne, secretly trying to figure out the pros and cons of the matter.

In this way, the three parties investigated Muyang almost simultaneously, but the information registered at the Galaxy Mercenary Headquarters was very simple. If they turned all the information upside down, they could only get the name "Muyang" and The opponent is in the North Galaxy, and there are data such as 120,000 combat power.

Of course, for the 120,000 combat power registered in the information, neither Frieza nor Kevila would believe it. This kind of strength deceives the ghost, there is no ability to wipe out the mecha troops, the opponent must hide the strength.

As time went by, Frieza and others still didn't have any useful clues.

During this period of time, the person named "Muyang" was still taking on the mission, but the place where he appeared had no track at all. For a while, it was in the east of the North Galaxy, another in the south of the North Galaxy, and even appeared in the east several times. Milky Way and West Milky Way. This is simply impossible. Even the most advanced aircraft cannot cross so many places in such a short period of time.

This "Muyang" is not a person's name, but an organization composed of multiple people.

Time passed in a hurry, like a white horse passing a gap. In a blink of an eye, Frieza and others finally gave up the investigation of Mu Yang.

Two years later.

West Galaxy, Monte Carlo planet.

This is a medium-sized planet. It is well-known in the Western Galaxy for its delicious food. Many cosmic people in the Western Galaxy will travel thousands of miles from the outer planet to the starry sky in order to taste a little food.

In a restaurant, a black-haired man sits on the second floor by the window. Beside him, there are two women with green hair sitting on the left and the other. The two women have bright eyes and white teeth, and are gentle and pleasant. , Wore a white coat, and the tight-fitting jumpsuit underneath just highlights the exquisite and elegant body.

All kinds of food were placed on the small table in front of Mu Yang. At the same time, a fist-sized blue jelly was lying on a dinner plate, constantly moving his body.

"Brother, I ordered this, try it!" On Muyang's left side, Mexia was close to him, her soft chest touching Muyang's arm teasingly.

"Brother, hurry up and eat this." On his right, another Mejia, not to be outdone, picked up a piece of meat and dipped it in the sauce and sent it to him.

These two Mesias are Mesia's main soul and parting soul. When there is no exchange of memories, the two of them are like two independent people, and they are actually jealous.

Because Mejia's soul has passed the most dangerous moment, and the next step is to rely on time accumulation to complete the final mutation step by step, Mejia, who was bored, also got into the body of the simulated person prepared beforehand. As a result, there were two scenes of Mejia sitting on his left and right, exactly the same.

But Mu Yang felt that Mexia had planned for him to prepare a few more bodies.

Mu Yang was happy to be served by two beauties, but if he continued like this, he thought that Mejia was really going to split himself up.

"Mejia, you better settle down."

Mejia smiled, in fact, the two of them were having fun with Muyang. It is a pity that her body is not a real body, otherwise, together, she can definitely gain the upper hand between the bedclothes. UU reading

"Brother, what do you think of the food here? Is it delicious?"

Muyang frowned and ate a few bites, feeling that the taste was really not very good: "It's not very good, what's the deliciousness here? Good ingredients are wasted, bad reviews."

He didn't know, but his casual sentence caused a big trouble.

"Huh, kid, I can't presume you didn't hear what you said! Are these foods really so unbearable?!" A cold voice rang out, seemingly dissatisfied with Mu Yang's evaluation.

"I don't think these are delicious at all."

Mu Yang did not respond.

In the next second, Mu Yang suddenly felt a hint of coolness, turned his head, but vaguely saw a purple figure.

It was a creature with long purple ears, with a thin face and a skinny body, like a corpse. Except for a layer of skin, only bones were left. Two eye bags were especially protruding, and he was wearing a strange outfit similar to an Egyptian pharaoh. Such strange costumes are really strange.

At this moment, the purple figure was standing behind Mu Yang holding a big bowl, his mouth was constantly sucking the food inside, as if he was tasting the most delicious food in the world.

"Boy, tell me clearly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"Who are you, how do you follow..." Mexia was about to scold, when Mu Yang covered her mouth.

Mu Yang saw that the other Mexia also stood up and wanted to scold him, and he came out in a cold sweat, "Mexia, be quiet, be quiet."

The moment he saw the purple figure clearly, Mu Yang recognized the other party's identity.

He was so thin and unique, and he wore such a strange pharaoh costume...it can't be wrong. In this entire universe, there will be no other people except Birus, the **** of destruction.

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