"Reiz... I want to go back to Earth!" Vegeta was so angry that he clenched his fists tightly, his body trembled violently, and his voice came out from between his teeth, "I I need to beat that fat cat on Korin Tower to death! The Ultra Divine Water he gave me to drink is pure poison, anything about stimulating potential or anything about substantial improvement is all a lie!"
"Okay, you!" Reiz reprimanded, taking a step forward and glaring at Vegeta condescendingly, "It's because your own vitality is too fragile, you have no desire to survive, and you have no willpower at all. I couldn't withstand the erosion of toxins, so I died. Karin advises you not to drink it. You have to be brave. After drinking it, you still say that you are not afraid of any poison. This matter has nothing to do with the cat. The root cause is yourself."
"I don't believe it! There must be something wrong with that glass of water... It's just a glass of pure poison. I was tricked by him!" Vegeta yelled, scratching his neck.
"Buu, let him believe it." Reiz turned his head and raised his chin towards Majin Buu.
"Okay." Buu rubbed his two fat hands together happily, making a rustling sound with his palms rubbing together, and a bright smile spread across his round face.
Then he walked in the direction of Vegeta with his two short legs, and the fat on his belly trembled with the steps.
"You... what are you doing? I said I believed it! I really believe it! You can't do this to me... I am a living person now, not a soul!" Vegeta panicked, staggering backwards, and his back suddenly hit the metal bulkhead of the spacecraft, leaving him unable to retreat.
His hands were waving randomly in front of him, with panic written all over his face.
Buu didn't talk nonsense to him. He turned around and thrust his round butt hard, knocking Vegeta to the ground.
Then he sat up, pressed Vegeta firmly under him, waved his two chubby fists, struck Vegeta's face left and right, and greeted Vegeta intensively.
Each punch is firm and strong, with just enough force to hurt but not knock someone unconscious.
Vegeta was pinned to the ground and was unable to resist.
His current Combat Power is 2 million, which doesn't sound low, but facing a being of Majin Buu's level, it's no different from a baby facing an adult.
He could only twist his neck desperately to try to avoid those fists, while shouting at the top of his lungs the only words that could save him at this moment.
"I believe it! I believe it! I believe it from the bottom of my heart!" Vegeta shouted hurriedly, his voice shrill and urgent, for fear that he would be punched again if he spoke too late.
"Reiz... He believed it, he said he believed it from the bottom of his heart." Buu stopped his fists, raised his head and smiled at Reiz, his buttocks still firmly sitting on Vegeta without moving away.
"It would have been better if I had said it earlier, so I wouldn't have had to take this beating. You had to take a beating before you let go. Didn't you ask for it?" Reiz folded his hands in front of his chest, expressing his deep helplessness at Vegeta's stubborn temper that would not shed tears until he saw the coffin.
Vegeta was lying on the floor gasping for air, his face was bruised and bruised, his eyes were covered with fresh black circles, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.
His lips moved several times, trying to say something...
But he really didn't dare to say anything anymore. If he continued, Buu's fist would fall again.
"Also... do you know how much I paid to revive you?" Reiz took a step forward and lowered his voice.
In fact, Reiz paid no substantial price at all.
The consumption of Angel Power by Resurrection Technique was at most one-thirtieth of his total amount. While Vegeta was still taking a bath in the bathroom, that amount of consumption had been fully recovered.
But that didn't stop him from taking the matter seriously.
Vegeta was lying on the ground, his expression stiffened for a moment, and then a trace of guilt appeared in his eyes.
How could such a level of skill be able to resurrect a completely dead person without paying a huge price?
"Let's get over this matter now, and grow some brains later. Whether it's Ultra Divine Water or other poisons, Karin advises you not to touch things. Listen to the advice. Don't hold your neck and think you are invulnerable... Your body has just died once, so you should know better than anyone else that you are not indestructible." Reiz's tone slowed down a bit, but the taste of the lesson did not diminish at all.
Vegeta got up from the floor, rubbing his flat ribs and swollen cheeks, not daring to say a word.
Buu Those fists taught him an iron rule...
In front of Reiz, you will live longer if you say a few words less than a few words more.
If you say one more word, Buu's fist will fall one more round, and every time Reiz will nod in acquiescence.
"Do you understand? Stop trying to show off." Reiz reached out and patted Vegeta on the shoulder, neither lightly nor hard.
"I understand." Vegeta nodded repeatedly, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and his attitude was ten times more correct than before.
"You understand, why don't you quickly say thank you? Do you think Resurrection Technique is a small skill that can be used casually?" Reiz scolded angrily, with a tone of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel.
"Thank you." Vegeta raised his hand and rubbed his nose, sucking back the emotions that were about to come up along with the mucus.
His nose was sore and something was spinning in his eyes, but he relied on Saiyan Prince's last bit of stubbornness to keep it from falling.
"Reiz... Over there, there is a spaceship chasing us, very fast." Broly suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the vast starry sky outside the porthole, with a hint of alertness in his tone.
Reiz looked in the direction of Broly's finger. He had sensed the other person's aura a few minutes ago.
The texture of that energy was very unique, fierce and fierce, with undisguised anger.
There is only one energy source, but its strength is considerable.
So when Broly said this, there was no surprise on Reiz's face. He just nodded calmly, then turned and walked to the porthole, put his hands behind his back, and stared at the starry sky in the distance.
"That rabbit's captain came to the door." Reiz raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Captain of the Rabbit?" Broly scratched his head.
Reiz did not explain immediately, his eyes still stayed on the spaceship that was getting closer and closer.
From the outline of the hull, we can tell that it is a small single-person fast ship, which is completely different from Dyspo and their large Flying Saucer...
It's the type that pursues speed rather than firepower. It's obvious that the people here are not here for space battles, but for face-to-face confrontation.
Broly's reaction was a little slow, but after running through the events of the past few days in his mind, he quickly came to his senses.
"The boss of Dyspo... the one named Toppo, the one who yelled in the communicator before?" Broly suddenly realized, and his eyes lit up.