A Real Estate Mogul Gets What He Deserves

Frieza finally reacted. Oh no! He instantly transformed into Golden Frieza. Cooler, standing beside him, looked completely bewildered, but transformed too.

Watching from afar, the Z Fighters saw this. Son Goku called out, "Wei Dong, what are you doing?"

Wei Dong flashed a wicked smile. "You don't get it, do you? There's a saying: you reap what you sow."

Son Goku didn't quite understand what he meant, but Vegeta chuckled and explained it to everyone.

Broly saw Son Goku disappear, and his emotions spiraled out of control once again. A wave of energy from him wiped out the entire Frieza Force.

Only three people remained on the battlefield: Broly, Golden Cooler, and Golden Frieza.

Broly charged at Golden Cooler, but Frieza just smiled and flew off at full speed. He didn't think he and Cooler could defeat Broly even if they teamed up. Broly wasn't about to let Golden Frieza escape, either. In a burst of speed, he appeared beside him, grabbed him by the head, and slammed him into the crater where Cooler was lying.

Cooler saw Frieza get flung back and mocked him. "You love running away, don't you? Why stop now? You saw me getting beaten and immediately took off. You really are a wonderful little brother."

Frieza clenched his fists, gnashing his teeth. "Damn Saiyans! How dare they treat me like this! I was going to catch the Saiyans off guard, but somehow I'm the one who got ambushed."

Frieza said, "Cooler, this isn't the time for that. If we don't join forces, we're definitely going to die."

Cooler laughed. "No way. Even if we can't beat him, at least you'll die before me. Besides, I still want to enjoy life in Hell. I'm not like you, spending every day playing with a bunch of brats. And who knows if you'll run away again while I'm fighting Broly?"

Just as Frieza was about to speak again, a fist smashed into him. Broly grabbed one head in each hand and dragged them across the ground.

The Z Fighters watched the scene. Then a voice spoke up: "He has the makings of a God of Destruction. If he can be trained, he might even surpass Lord Beerus."

Everyone looked over and saw Beerus and Whis. It had been Whis who spoke.

Beerus said, "He may have the potential to become a God of Destruction, but he can't control himself and loses control. That disqualifies him. If he goes berserk, those above us will simply erase him."

Whis knew what Beerus meant, but said, "If he learns to control this power, he won't be disqualified. He'll be the first choice. Besides, he's naturally inclined toward destruction."

Beerus said, "Even if he trained up there, he'd still lose control. He can unleash power and a form far beyond what he normally possesses, so he can't master it. At best, he could control his usual fighting strength. Once his emotions erupt, the power that comes out is impossible to control, because he doesn't normally possess anything close to that much strength."

Broly had already beaten our real estate mogul, Frieza, until he was covered in wounds. Frieza was pretty tough, though—not like Golden Cooler, who was already dead. Maybe it was Broly's influence, but Cooler's body was still so warm.

Someone among the Z Fighters asked Whis where he had gone earlier. Whis smiled and replied, "Lord Beerus had just woken up, so I went to pick him up. I forgot to let you all know."

Once they understood, everyone looked back toward the battlefield.

Our real estate mogul was unbelievably tough. He still refused to give up, determined to survive. Even with Broly pinning him against a wall and punching him again and again, the king kept spitting up blood and bile. He seemed close to his limit.

Wei Dong thought for a moment. It's only been a little over an hour. It's fine; the king can take it. Everyone looked at Wei Dong. That made the real estate mogul want to curse him to death.

Broly slammed the real estate mogul into the ground. Frieza thought of Son Goku as he looked at Broly. He had come here to take revenge, only to be ambushed. His anger kept building, surging through him, until Frieza finally erupted. His power surpassed Son Goku's from earlier.

Frieza said, "Since you've beaten me so badly, it's time to switch things up. Let me see what you've got."

Frieza moved, appearing in front of Broly in an instant and throwing a punch. Broly grabbed Frieza by the tail and flung him away. Frieza couldn't accept it. He had clearly struck Broly in the face, yet Broly hadn't budged at all. Then Broly had beaten him up all over again.

Broly was almost certainly beyond recovery by now, while Frieza's face was full of despair and regret. He never should have come here. If he hadn't, he wouldn't be dying now. He could have lived on. He might not have gotten his revenge, but at least he would have been alive—and as long as he lived, there was hope.

Wei Dong stepped in. Broly was so powerful that none of the Z Fighters present could stand against him. When Broly saw the newcomer, he didn't care who it was; he threw a punch. Wei Dong struck Broly in the chest, sending him flying.

When Frieza saw Wei Dong arrive, he clenched his fists. It's all because of that Saiyan that I've had to suffer like this. If he hadn't brought Son Goku and the others along, Son Goku, Vegeta, and all the rest would be dead by now. The more Frieza thought about it, the angrier he became.

Wei Dong said, "Frieza, don't blame me. You're the one who brought Broly here, so you got what you deserved. If you're unhappy about it, come fight me."

Frieza fell silent. This man had sent Broly flying with one punch; how could Frieza possibly fight someone like that? Besides, he didn't have any strength left. Otherwise, he would have run away.

Broly flew back toward them, but Wei Dong sent him flying again with another punch.

From a distance, Whis said, "Lord Beerus, look at Wei Dong. Give him a few decades, and he might surpass you."

Beerus laughed. "At most, he'll surpass the other Gods of Destruction. To surpass me, he'll need to have the potential and talent for it."

"But with his current abilities, his fighting strength already ranks second among the Gods of Destruction," Whis said.

Beerus laughed. "Whis, you know how enormous the gap is between me and the second-strongest God of Destruction."

Whis nodded.

Beerus watched the fight.

Wei Dong wasn't having much trouble. He was like someone playing soccer, kicking or punching his opponent around while Broly could do nothing about it.

Wei Dong decided he'd had enough playing around. He sent Broly into the air, then fired a Kamehameha. "Ha! Me! Ha! Me! Ha!"

Wei Dong suppressed his power a little. Broly sensed the threat and came to. Wei Dong used Instant Transmission to appear beside him and activate a force field.

It blocked the Kamehameha.

The battle was over. Wei Dong brought Broly and the Z Fighters over.

Frieza immediately dropped to his knees on the ground. He had seen the purple-skinned figure before him.