Vegeta's feet were off the ground, kicking wildly in the air, and his hands were holding Dyspo's fingers, but he couldn't pry them apart, and his face turned red.
"Stop!" Dyspo shouted sharply at Broly, with veins popping out and his fingers tightening, "Otherwise I will crush his neck!"
Vegeta: "..."
Vegeta was about to cry without tears. His heart felt so cold. He let out a vague sob in his throat and his eyes almost bulged out.
I actually can't even defeat a rabbit with low health.
At this time, Broly was easily beating Kahseral. His fist hit Kahseral's face and kicked him in the stomach. Kahseral's body was tossed around like a rag doll.
Poor Kahseral doesn't have much energy anymore. In addition, Broly is not his opponent in the first place. His arrogance is so weak that he can hardly see it. His armor is broken and his face is bruised and bruised.
At this time, Broly had beaten him all over his body, and he could only cry out in pain, each sound getting weaker and weaker.
Hearing Dyspo's voice, Broly immediately stopped what he was doing, rolled his eyes, then grabbed Kahseral's thigh, lifted him high, and straightened his arms.
Kahseral hangs upside down in the air, head down and feet up.
"Let him go! Otherwise I will beat him to pieces!" Broly threatened, pointing his other finger between Kahseral's legs, his eyes full of seriousness.
Kahseral: "..."
Kahseral wanted to die, his face instantly turned gray-white, his lips trembled, and he let out a desperate groan from his throat.
This little brat is so cruel!
Dyspo wiped his sweat silently, a layer of fine sweat beads oozing out from his purple forehead. He mourned for five seconds of silence for Kahseral, and his fingers relaxed unconsciously.
"Don't worry about me! Lieutenant, get out of here quickly!" Kahseral gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to speak loudly to Dyspo. His voice was hoarse, but with a bit of determination, and the eyes behind the monocular were full of determination.
Dyspo's face turned dark, with helplessness written all over his face.
I'm afraid you don't know anything, right?
If I wanted to run away, I would have run away long ago, why should I wait until now?
The only way now is to threaten them through this brat.
Although it is a bit shameless to do so!
But there is nothing to say to these evil-breathing guys.
"How dare you talk too much!" Broly lost his temper and pinched his fingers hard, tightening his knuckles.
"Ah..."
Kahseral let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, the sound was shrill and harsh, echoing on the empty island, making his whole body tremble in pain, and tears almost came out.
Vegeta's mouth also twitched, his face turned a little pale, and the severe pain from his neck made him almost breathless.
At this moment, Vegeta felt as if the person being pinched was himself, and a chill ran down his back.
Broly bastard, didn't you see that I'm still in the hands of this rabbit?
Can you please be gentle?
"How dare you!" Dyspo was furious, with veins popping up on his purple face. He also suddenly increased his strength and tightened his fingers suddenly.
"Crack!"
Vegeta's neck also made a crisp sound of broken bones, clear and harsh, reverberating in the air.
"Did you hear that just now?" Dyspo snorted coldly, his purple lips raised, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, "His neck bones have already cracked. If I do this again, he will be dead!"
Vegeta At that time, the pain was so severe that my whole body was shaking with chills, my body was shaking like chaff, and I felt that it was becoming difficult to breathe. There was a "ho, ho" sound in my throat, and my eyes turned white.
Dyspo is right. If you try it again, Vegeta might die on the spot.
Because there is a bone in the neck that has been crushed by Dyspo.
"Don't let go yet? Do you want your companion to die?" Dyspo shouted to Broly again, with a bit of pride in his voice.
Broly blinked, rolled his eyes, looked at Vegeta who was about to expire in Dyspo's hand, then looked at Kahseral who was screaming in his own hand, and then let go of Kahseral.
Broly flew up and kicked him to the ground.
Kahseral's body slid several meters on the ground, plowing a shallow ditch, and then remained motionless.
"Cocotte, come here!" Dyspo greeted Cocotte again, raising his chin towards Cocotte, with a hint of command in his eyes.
"Ah... this..." Cocotte was a little undecided, with a face full of tangles, and glanced at Reiz timidly.
Reiz looked at Cocotte with a smile, without saying a word, and his eyes were as calm as a deep pool of water.
Cocotte swallowed a mouthful of saliva, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and pursed his lips into a line.
"Go ahead, you know what to say, right?" Reiz waved his hand.
"Got it." Cocotte nodded, took a deep breath, quickly flew over, and landed next to Dyspo.
"Cocotte, bring Kahseral here, let's get on the spaceship and leave here quickly!" Dyspo made the arrangement, while his fingers were still pinching Vegeta's neck.
"Deputy team... that... is not good." Cocotte shook his head decisively and muttered.
"What do you mean?" Dyspo asked with a frown, his eyes becoming sharp.
"When you were arrested just now, I had made an agreement with Reiz over there." Cocotte replied with a bitter smile, his face full of bitterness, "I will ask people on this planet if anyone knows Pride Troopers, or Pride Planet. If he knows, he will let us go! If he doesn't know... I..."
Cocotte I don't know what to say after that. My throat seems to be blocked by something, and my voice is getting smaller and smaller.
"What would happen if I didn't know?" Dyspo suddenly had a bad premonition.
"If you don't know, the three of us have to be their servants!" Cocotte gritted his teeth and told the truth. He was full of guilt and did not dare to look into Dyspo's eyes.
"You... what did you say?" Dyspo exclaimed, his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide enough to fit a fist, and then he said angrily, "You asked us to be their servants! Do you know who we are? We are Pride Troopers who uphold justice in the universe! How can you agree to his request?"
"Well... Isn't there nothing I can do?" Cocotte spread his hands, looking helpless.
"You, you, you..." Dyspo was so angry that veins popped up on his forehead, and the hands holding Vegeta's neck were shaking.
"Besides... Deputy team, do you think they will really let us go after taking this hostage?" Cocotte let out a long sigh, with a hint of helplessness that had seen through the reality on his face, "What if they don't care about the life or death of this kid named Vegeta?"
Vegeta: "..."
Vegeta glanced sideways at Cocotte, grinding his teeth in anger, making a squeaking sound, but his throat was pinched and he couldn't make any sound, so he could only roll his eyes in protest.