Yamcha Doubts Life

"I didn't see any trace of this punch, how could he be so much stronger than the other one!"

As soon as a thought arose in Yamcha's mind, he was instantly knocked to the ground.

Son Goku muttered when he saw this scene.

"What the heck, Gohan has improved again!"

The layman watches the excitement, the expert watches the skill.

Son Goku could tell that although Gohan's punch seemed ordinary, it was actually very unusual!

"His strength wasn't dispersed at all, such a fast and restrained punch!"

All the force of the punch was poured onto Yamcha, yet Yamcha's body didn't even stagger back an inch!

It was infinitely more skillful than the punch he threw earlier when he couldn't hold back his strength and sent Yamcha flying!

"Young Master Yamcha!"

Puar cried out worriedly and flew to Yamcha's side.

Looking at Young Master Yamcha, who could no longer support himself and lay in a large pit, Puar was filled with mixed emotions. "Waa!" he cried out loud.

Son Gohan remained unmoved, slowly lifting Yamcha overhead with one hand.

"What, didn't you prepare yourself mentally before robbing someone?"

"Those who rob others will be robbed by others, I hope you understand this!"

After speaking, he casually slammed him down again.

Another large pit appeared on the spot.

"So, do you want to give money or your life, choose yourself!"

There was no unnecessary nonsense. If they didn't pay, they would lose their lives. After all, they chose this path themselves.

"We'll give it, we'll give it all!"

Puar watched as Yamcha, curled up in a ball, tearfully handed over all the Hoi-Poi Capsules he had. Then, he looked at Son Gohan pitifully.

"Also, you need to teach us the Transformation skill you learned at the Southern Kindergarten."

"Don't even think about hiding anything. Do you know Oolong? He's taught us once before. We just want to verify with you this time."

To demonstrate the truthfulness of his words, Son Gohan even transformed into Son Goku and showed himself to Puar.

Helpless, Puar could only honestly re-explain the knowledge he knew. After Son Gohan verified that there were no differences, he let them go.

The bandit Yamcha, who had been dominating the desert, dejectedly rode his remaining possessions back to his lair.

"Damn it! How can he be so strong!"

After lying down for a long time, Yamcha finally recovered his breath and angrily slammed the table. He couldn't understand why those two children, at such a young age, were stronger than him.

After thinking for a long time, Yamcha finally found a clue.

"Speaking of which, the staff the little boy was carrying looks very familiar, I think I've seen it somewhere before!"

"A red staff that can extend and retract freely!"

"Puar, I know what that is! It's the Ruyi Staff, the weapon of the martial arts master Gohan!"

"Those two brats are likely his descendants, otherwise they wouldn't be so powerful!"

Seemingly pleased with his own intelligence, Yamcha excitedly paced around his cave.

After pondering for a long time, he touched Puar's waist pouch and found that all their possessions were indeed gone.

Gritting his teeth, he said to Puar.

"No, we can't just let this go! Puar, go stick a tracker on their house. We're going to follow them stealthily!"

"This way, we'll eventually have a chance to get our property back!"

Enduring for a moment brings peace, but stepping back only makes one angrier. Yamcha couldn't calm down.

That was the nest egg he had painstakingly accumulated over many years of robbing in this vast desert! What a huge fortune it was!

Now, not a cent was left!

It was heartbreaking to think about.

At this moment, Puar was completely stunned, staring blankly at Yamcha.

"Huh? Me?"

"Young Master, it will really kill a cat!"

Puar's already small courage had shrunk even further, and it absolutely refused to accept this mission.

"When night falls, you can just stealthily transform into an inconspicuous flying insect!"

"It's risky, but think about our treasures, Puar! That's all our money!"

"Okay, okay, I'll try. At worst, if I'm discovered, I'll just beg for mercy on my knees."

Seeing his young master looking as if his parents had died, Puar ultimately couldn't bring himself to refuse.

The two of them were discussing grand plans, while Son Gohan and the others weren't idle either. The noisy commotion outside eventually woke the sleeping Bulma.

When she woke up and found herself lying in bed, she was still a bit groggy.

"Weren't we on our way?"

After she adjusted herself and walked out of the room, she found Son Gohan organizing a pile of capsules.

"Huh? When did you get so many capsules!"

She had followed the brothers all the way from Baozi Mountain, and these two brothers had no money on them at all.

"Oh, it's nothing. Some bandits came to rob us just now, so I had to rob them instead."

"Ehhhh?!"

"That sounds like so much fun! Why didn't you wake me up!"

Bulma's eyes lit up at the mention of bandits. They were such cool characters in the storybooks she had read!

Especially some bandits who roamed the seas, always talking about finding pirate treasure and becoming the great Pirate King!

It was the most desirable thing!

"Ahem, I saw you were sleeping so soundly, I couldn't bear to wake you!"

Son Gohan rubbed his nose, truly not expecting Bulma to have such a strong reaction.

After Bulma joined them, the three of them inspected each capsule one by one. Bulma then lost interest.

"What a letdown. I thought this bandit would have a lot of wealth and treasure, but it's just a pile of junk!"

"..."

Son Gohan looked at the capsules scattered all over the ground. They contained a dazzling array of items, and none of them looked impoverished.

"I have to say, she truly lives up to her status as the eldest daughter of the Hoi-Poi Capsule Corporation, perhaps the richest young woman on Earth? There are quite a few things here, but compared to Bulma's knowledge, it's indeed lacking!"

Shrugging helplessly, Son Gohan collected all these "junk" items. After all, they were his first spoils of war and worth cherishing.

"Hey, Ribut, are you rested? Let's get going! We need to get out of this big desert as soon as possible, it's so hot!"

As the sun set again, the well-rested Dragon Ball Squad began their journey.

However, they didn't know at this time that two groups of people were already quietly following them from behind.

"Hey, Xiao Wu, King Pilaf ordered us to seize the Dragon Balls, and they're on them!"

"But you know, that little boy with the Red Staff is too difficult to deal with!"

"It was because of him that our plane was damaged last time, and that's why King Pilaf criticized us!"