Son Goku cried for a while, until his voice became a little hoarse. Then he raised the back of his hand to wipe the tears from his face, sniffed, and curiously asked something that made Vegeta and Broly silent at the same time, "By the way, I have never seen my brother. What does he look like? Does he have a tail like me? Does he like to eat grilled sausages?"
Broly continued to eat his sausage in silence.
Vegeta suddenly turned to Broly and asked in a tone that was half serious and half angry, "Hey, Broly, do you think this little fool who doesn't even know what his brother looks like will really be stronger than me in the future?"
"Why do you suddenly ask this?" Broly stopped chewing for a moment.
"Reiz said it himself. He said that Kakarot's future achievements will be no less than mine... no less than me, on par with me, and possibly even above me. Have you ever seen Reiz's Combat Power against anyone? has ever made such a high evaluation? Except for Legendary Super Saiyan like you, he has never said such words to any Saiyan." Vegeta poured out the depression he had held in his heart for a long time.
"Since it was Reiz who said it, then there must be no problem. When did he say he missed it?" Broly replied simply, and stuffed another big mouthful of sausage into his mouth.
Vegeta glared at Broly fiercely, his eyes filled with helplessness and disgust.
"How old is he Combat Power now?" Broly swallowed the sausage in his mouth and pointed at Son Goku who was still sobbing with a greasy finger.
"Hmph, only 100." Vegeta folded his arms back to his chest.
"Combat Power 100,000? 1 million at four years old, you are almost catching up. No wonder Reiz said he can surpass you in the future." Broly looked at Son Goku seriously, a rare hint of admiration flashed through his usually blank eyes.
"It's 100, not ten thousand! Just 100! Did you hear clearly? One is followed by two zeros, not six zeros!" Several clear black lines popped out of Vegeta's forehead.
"Uh, it's only 100! Why is it so weak?" Broly scratched his head, looked down at the sausage in his hand that was thicker than Son Goku's head, and then looked at the little kid in front of him who just cried with tears in his face.
With such a low Combat Power, Reiz actually said that he could surpass Vegeta in the future.
"What are you talking about? What Combat Power 100, what surpasses who, I don't understand. But that sausage looks delicious, can you give me a bite?" Son Goku couldn't understand the conversation between the two people at all. He just used his big eyes with teardrops to firmly focus on the rapidly decreasing number of grilled sausages on their plates.
"Want to eat? If you want to eat, ask for it. What's the use of drooling." Vegeta had long noticed Son Goku's eyes that had never left the plate since just now. He deliberately picked up a grilled sausage that had not been bitten and waved it in front of Son Goku.
"Thank you! You are such a good person." Son Goku's whole face lit up instantly, and he stretched out his two little hands to pick up the sausage.
Vegeta retracted his wrist, steadily pulled the sausage away from Son Goku's fingertips, and put it back on his plate.
Son Goku's two little hands froze in the air, with his ten fingers still in a grasping position, and the smile on his face solidified into a ball of confusion.
"I won't give it to you!" Vegeta took a big bite of sausage.
"Why don't you give it to me? You just asked me if I wanted to eat it. I said yes and you picked it up. Why didn't you give it to me again?" Son Goku's mouth dropped.
"Humph, there's no reason. I want to give it to you when I'm in a good mood, and don't want to give it to you when I'm in a bad mood. I just don't want to give it to you in my current mood." Vegeta turned his face away.
"How stingy!" Son Goku pouted.
Vegeta took two more bites of sausage slowly, swallowed the last bite, wiped his fingers with a napkin, then slowly stood up from his seat, walked to Son Goku, and looked down at the black-haired boy who was half a head shorter than himself.
He suddenly showed a bright smile, and while the smile was still hanging on the corner of his mouth, he suddenly struck out with his right fist without warning, hitting Son Goku's unsuspecting stomach with a solid punch.
Son Goku was Vegeta's opponent. His whole body was shot up high on the spot. It drew a parabola in the air, passed several dining tables, and hit the gravel ground outside the snack bar heavily. It rolled several times on the rough gravel before coming to a stop.
The moment he landed, Son Goku spurted out a large mouthful of bright red blood uncontrollably, dyeing the dark red sand and gravel beneath him a little deeper.
Fortunately, Vegeta didn't strike too hard and only used a little force. Otherwise, with his 3 million Combat Power, this punch would have been enough to beat Son Goku into a ball of blood mist on the spot.
"Broly, tell me, he is so weak, can he really surpass me Vegeta in the future? Did Reiz look the wrong way?" Vegeta walked to the door of the store, folded his hands in front of his chest, and looked condescendingly at Son Goku, who was lying on the ground vomiting blood.
"Reiz said it can, then it must be possible. Do you feel a sense of accomplishment when you bully a Combat Power person who only has 100?" Broly didn't even look back.
"I'm not bullying him, I'm stimulating the potential energy in his body. Saiyan Combat Power will burst out briefly when his mood fluctuates violently. Maybe he suddenly awakens to some great talent after taking this punch. When he really surpasses me in the future, he should thank me for this punch today." Vegeta snorted from his nose.
Broly did not continue this topic and just shook his head silently.
Vegeta Although this fallacy sounds reasonable, the essence is still jealousy.
He is jealous of a four-year-old child.
"Reiz must have made mistakes sometimes. He is not omniscient and omnipotent." Vegeta walked up to Son Goku, "Kakarot, Reiz's opinion of you is ridiculously high. He said that your future achievements will be no less than mine. Do you think that you, a low-class warrior who is not even a high-class warrior, can really surpass me, Saiyan Prince, the most genius in history?"
Son Goku did not answer his words.
He lay on the ground and vomited several more mouthfuls of blood, his body began to twitch violently uncontrollably, foam began to come out of his mouth, and his eyelids rolled up, revealing large areas of the whites of his eyes.
The smile on Vegeta's face froze instantly. He knelt down, stretched out his hand and patted Son Goku's cheeks stained with dirt and blood twice.
"Hey, are you okay? I just punched you lightly, don't really die! Saiyan won't die that easily!"
Reiz values this boy so much. If someone is accidentally beaten to death by him, Reiz will never let him go easily.
However, Son Goku twitched more violently on the ground, his whole body kept bouncing like a fish thrown ashore, and more and more foam was spitting out of his mouth.