You Suddenly Launched a Surprise Attack, Catching Me Off Guard!

"Whoosh!"

The axe shot toward Master Roshi at incredible speed.

Sensing the fierce aura behind him, Master Roshi spun around gracefully, trying to block the axe with his staff.

"Crack!"

The sharp axe sliced straight through Master Roshi's staff and lodged itself in the top of his head.

"Ah... my staff..." Master Roshi was on the verge of tears, howling in pain.

Broly: "..."

"Pfft..."

Broly burst out laughing on the spot.

"It hurts so much..." Master Roshi rubbed his head, feeling utterly miserable.

"Are you alright?" Sea Turtle hurried over, asking with concern.

"Pfft... hahaha!" Broly laughed heartlessly.

"Stop laughing! I raised you! You're worse than a sea turtle when it comes to caring about me!" Master Roshi glared, fuming with rage.

Broly quickly covered his mouth, stifling his laughter.

But his shoulders were shaking uncontrollably, barely holding it in.

"He can't be Master Roshi!" Chi-Chi grew even more suspicious of his identity.

"You idiot! You suddenly ambushed me and caught me off guard!" Master Roshi snapped angrily at Chi-Chi.

"If you're really Master Roshi... then prove it." Chi-Chi looked up and argued.

"See! This ID card has my name on it!" Master Roshi pulled out his ID and showed it to Chi-Chi.

"Ah... so it's true!" Chi-Chi was startled, then quickly stepped on Master Roshi's face with one foot, yanked the axe out of his head, and said apologetically, "Sorry, please forgive me!"

"Ah..." Master Roshi winced in pain.

"My bad... I really failed to recognize your greatness..." Chi-Chi blushed and tried to act cute.

"I hate this kid!" Master Roshi grumbled angrily.

"Pfft..."

Broly couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.

Master Roshi was furious, turning to glare at Broly.

"I wasn't laughing." Broly quickly covered his mouth, his shoulders shaking even harder.

"You say you weren't laughing!" Master Roshi grew angrier, shouting in rage.

But as Master Roshi got angry, blood suddenly spurted from the wound on his head.

"Pfft... old man, you look like you've grown red hair." Broly laughed even harder.

Master Roshi: "..."

"Hahaha..." Son Goku joined in the heartless laughter.

Master Roshi felt dizzy and lightheaded, swaying unsteadily.

He'd lost too much blood...

"What are you standing there for? Go get a band-aid!" Master Roshi ordered Broly irritably.

"Uh..." Broly nodded, ran into the room, and came back with a sanitary pad, handing it over.

"You idiot! That's not a band-aid!" Master Roshi glared, his face turning green with anger.

"There's no band-aid that big!" Broly shook his head.

Master Roshi thought about it.

Band-aids were too small... they wouldn't stick to the wound on his head.

Using a sanitary pad to stop the bleeding wasn't a bad choice, actually.

"By the way... does a woman live in this house?" Chi-Chi asked curiously.

"No." Master Roshi, with Broly's help, stuck the sanitary pad on his head and answered casually.

"If no woman lives here... why is this here?" Chi-Chi grew even more curious.

Master Roshi: "..."

Master Roshi's old face turned red.

"Ahem... well... that's not the point..." Master Roshi coughed awkwardly, quickly changing the subject, and looked at Son Goku. "What do you two want from me?"

"Oh! I almost forgot the main thing." Son Goku replied, "Grandpa, do you have a Banana Fan here?"

"What do you need a Banana Fan for?" Master Roshi asked.

"Lend it to me, to put out the fire on Flame Mountain!" Chi-Chi said quickly.

"Please lend it to us—we'll bring it right back," Son Goku added his own plea.

"So it's the raging flames of Flame Mountain." Master Roshi's expression turned more serious. "I've heard of it. The Banana Fan can indeed extinguish that fire."

With that, Master Roshi spun around gracefully and said no more.

"Please, lend it to us." Chi-Chi bowed.

"What's Grandpa thinking about?" Son Goku scratched his head.

"Alright, I can lend it to you..." Master Roshi nodded in agreement.

"Awesome! Thank you!" Chi-Chi hopped for joy.

"But... I have one condition." Master Roshi turned and beckoned to Son Goku. "Kid, come here a second."

Son Goku pointed at his own nose, a question mark on his face.

"That's right, you. Come here!" Master Roshi nodded.

"A condition?" Chi-Chi was taken aback.

"What is it?" Son Goku leaned in and asked.

Broly and the Sea Turtle also crowded closer to watch.

"I can lend you the Banana Fan." Master Roshi snickered. "But that girl who was with you last time... the one..."

"You mean Bulma?" Son Goku nodded thoughtfully.

"That's right, that's right. Can I just... heh heh, you know what I mean." Master Roshi flashed a lecherous grin, his expression sleazy, drool dripping down.

"Master Roshi, what kind of nonsense is this?" The Sea Turtle couldn't stand it anymore.

"Shh! Shh! Keep it down, someone might hear!" Master Roshi quickly gestured. "Look at Broly over there—he's not saying a word!"

"Broly just doesn't get it!" the Sea Turtle retorted, then shot Master Roshi a look of deep contempt. "Tch, how shameful..."

"Don't say that!" Master Roshi rolled his eyes furiously and barked, "I don't have many days left to live—consider this a dying wish, at least."

"What dying wish? Didn't you eat the elixir of immortality?" The Sea Turtle craned his neck, arguing back.

"If you don't speak, no one will take you for a mute!" Master Roshi was even angrier now, suddenly feeling dizzier, his body starting to sway, a bit faint.

"Are... are you okay?" the Sea Turtle asked with concern.

"Why does this thing stuck on my head... make me feel even dizzier?" Master Roshi rubbed his forehead.

"I heard this one's blood-sucking ability is pretty strong..." the Sea Turtle mused.

Master Roshi: "..."

Master Roshi felt like he was done for right then.

Was it trying to drain him dry?

"I think there's a big band-aid in the drawer..." the Sea Turtle continued.

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" Master Roshi was genuinely furious.

Luckily, Master Roshi swapped it out in time.

Otherwise, he really would have died from blood loss.

"Broly! Are you trying to kill me?" Master Roshi glared at Broly, fuming.

"Why would you keep something that sucks blood so strong in the house?" Broly asked, looking puzzled.

Master Roshi: "..."

Master Roshi had no comeback.

"Kid, what do you think of that condition?" Master Roshi changed the subject, asking Son Goku again.