Why Don't You Fight Fair?

Broly pressed the button on the Dragon Radar and immediately looked toward the house according to its directions.

Broly headed toward the house.

"Creak..."

Broly stepped forward and pushed open the door.

Beautiful drumbeat music suddenly drifted out from inside the room.

Broly turned toward the sound and saw an Old Man with a Turtle Shell on his back, his face pressed against the television as he watched a program.

Broly curiously moved closer and saw three beautiful women in bikinis dancing gracefully on the screen.

Broly had watched television at Bulma's house, so he was not particularly curious about it.

What he could not understand was, what was so interesting about those three beautiful women?

Broly stopped paying attention and used the Dragon Radar to search around for the Dragon Balls.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, Broly suddenly noticed that a Dragon Ball was hanging around the Old Man's neck.

Happiness came so suddenly that Broly stepped forward and yanked the Dragon Ball straight off the Old Man's neck.

The Old Man immediately snapped back to his senses and turned to look at Broly in surprise.

"What are you doing?" The Old Man looked at Broly, then at the Dragon Ball that had been hanging from his neck.

"M... Mine!" Broly said to the Old Man, holding the Dragon Ball.

"Who are you?" the Old Man asked curiously. "How did you get here?"

"F... Flew." Broly pointed at the ceiling.

The Old Man: "..."

"Flight Technique? Are you Master Shen's disciple?" The Old Man frowned and looked at Broly.

"Who?" Broly did not understand.

"That bastard Master Shen sent a child to harass me? Why couldn't he send a few beautiful women to harass me?" Master Roshi clenched his fists angrily and gritted his teeth.

Broly scratched his head, completely unable to understand.

A brief silence followed.

"Mine." Broly pointed at the Dragon Ball.

"I picked that ball up from the sea this year... You want it?" Master Roshi snorted. "I'm not giving it to you!"

As he spoke, Master Roshi stepped forward and snatched the Dragon Ball back.

"M... Mine!" Broly grew a little angry and glared at Master Roshi.

"Not giving it to you! Not giving it to you!" Master Roshi made a face at Broly.

"Whoosh!"

Broly rushed forward and grabbed Master Roshi's head.

Master Roshi: "..."

What incredible speed.

When did that bastard Master Shen take in such a powerful disciple?

"Bang!"

Holding Master Roshi's head, Broly smashed straight through the room's wall, charged onto the small island, and slammed him into the ground.

Master Roshi's head immediately made intimate contact with the beach.

Then Broly pressed Master Roshi's head down and violently rubbed it across the sand.

Master Roshi howled in pain.

One minute later.

Broly snatched the Dragon Ball from Master Roshi's hand and planted his foot on Master Roshi's body.

"Mine!" Broly said to Master Roshi while clutching the Dragon Ball.

Master Roshi was on the verge of tears.

I'm a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster, yet I got beaten by a child today?

How humiliating!

Just who is this kid?

"Mine!" Broly stubbornly repeated.

Master Roshi said nothing.

"Say it's mine," Broly added.

Master Roshi: "..."

Master Roshi immediately felt terrible all over.

"Kid, I can see you're still young, so I didn't want to stoop to your level. But if you really make me angry, I won't go easy on you!" Master Roshi fumed.

"Smack!"

Broly grabbed Master Roshi's Turtle Shell and slammed his body back and forth, left and right.

Another minute passed.

"Mine! Say it's mine!" Broly stubbornly said to Master Roshi, holding up the Dragon Ball in his hand.

"Yes... It's yours... Take it." Tears streamed down Master Roshi's face. "Kid, why don't you fight fair?"

Only then did Broly happily tuck the Dragon Ball into his clothes and put it away.

Then Broly slowly flew into the sky.

"Hey, are you really that guy Master Shen's disciple?" Master Roshi hurriedly shouted.

"D... Don't know him." Broly answered, pressing the button on the Dragon Radar as light bloomed from his body.

"Whoosh!"

Broly transformed into a brilliant flare, leaving behind a streak of light in the sky before quickly vanishing.

Master Roshi's eyes widened in shock.

Then Master Roshi endured the pain as he got up from the ground and removed the Turtle Shell from his back.

But when Master Roshi saw the edge of the Turtle Shell, his eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets.

The edge of the Turtle Shell had already become somewhat loose.

Master Roshi gently poked it with a finger, and the edge of the Turtle Shell shattered on the spot.

Master Roshi broke out in a cold sweat.

That kid didn't go all out just now...

If he had...

Master Roshi shuddered, his face instantly turning pale.

Who exactly was he?

He didn't seem to be Master Shen's disciple.

As long as he isn't Master Shen's disciple, that's fine.

Though still shaken, Master Roshi also let out a slight sigh of relief.

Forty minutes later.

Broly returned to Capsule Corp headquarters with two Dragon Balls. He appeared beside Luo Tian and took the two Dragon Balls out of his clothes.

"F... Found them." Broly grinned.

"Oh? Why are there two?" Luo Tian was a little surprised.

"Coincidence," Broly answered. "Took from Old Man..."

"Forget it, I'll just check the footage." Luo Tian removed the surveillance camera from Broly's neck, plugged it into a computer, and operated it for a while.

Broly followed behind him, stretching his neck out as he watched curiously.

Master Roshi's image immediately appeared on the computer screen.

"Him... Him! Wouldn't give it! I hit!" Broly explained.

Then Luo Tian saw Broly grab Master Roshi and give him a thorough beating before swaggering off with the Dragon Ball he had snatched from him.

Luo Tian: "..."

Luo Tian looked closely and saw that the kid had not gone all out.

With Broly's Battle Power, if he had used even a little more force, he could have easily beaten Master Roshi into a pulp.

But judging from the situation, Master Roshi's injuries were not serious. They looked like nothing more than superficial wounds.

"Not bad, not bad." Luo Tian nodded in satisfaction, stepped forward, and patted Broly on the shoulder, praising his performance greatly.

This kid might look foolish.

But he was actually not foolish at all.

Luo Tian had only asked Broly to find one Dragon Ball, yet the kid had brought back another one while he was at it.

"Now then, I have another task for you," Luo Tian said with a smile.

"Task! Like it! Can hit people!" Broly answered.

Luo Tian: "..."

"Don't always think about hitting people..." Luo Tian wiped away sweat.

"Hit people! Feels good!" Broly said.

Luo Tian was speechless.

This kid truly had the style of a God of Destruction!

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