Who Do You Think You Are?

The two sides stared each other down.

Upon seeing Bulma beside Vegeta, the two guards immediately ignored Vegeta entirely, their faces breaking into grins. "Boss, the little girl delivered herself right to our doorstep. Hahaha, we don't even have to waste effort searching for her."

"Dr. Brief, your daughter is truly obedient, isn't she?" General Blue's smile remained as he glanced at Bulma behind Vegeta.

Although Bulma was only four, she was already quite sensible. She had heard them talking about taking her away while she was outside the door, and she felt a surge of fear. Especially when General Blue's cold, piercing gaze swept over her, her face turned deathly pale, and she couldn't help but hide behind Vegeta.

"Whose brat is this? What an eyesore. Get lost!"

One of the guards took a look at Vegeta, seemingly annoyed that he was blocking Miss Bulma, and found him to be an eyesore. After barking a command, he reached out to grab Vegeta by the hair.

Regardless of anything else, Vegeta's gravity-defying hair was so stylish that the guard felt if he didn't give it a good tug, he would be doing his own rough hands a disservice.

"Bang!"

Vegeta flicked his hand, slapping the guard away in one motion.

The immense force sent the guard flying straight out through the doorway; by the time he hit the ground, he was already on the verge of death.

This scene shocked the other guard, who scrambled to pull out his firearm, intending to open fire on Vegeta without hesitation.

Vegeta simply grabbed the guard by the collar and tossed him backward; the guard landed squarely on top of his companion and fell completely unconscious.

Vegeta's swift and decisive actions left General Blue wide-eyed, his jaw nearly hitting the floor.

With a cold snort, General Blue rose from his seat, his expression growing increasingly grim.

General Blue glanced at Dr. Brief and barked coldly, "Doctor, you've got guts. It seems you intend to make an enemy of the Red Ribbon Army."

"No... I... that's not it, this is..." Dr. Brief was terrified. He was completely baffled—where did this kid come from, and how could he dare to strike members of the Red Ribbon Army?

"Heh, kid, you seem quite capable, but do you have any idea what the consequences are for opposing the Red Ribbon Army?" General Blue cracked his knuckles and began walking toward Vegeta step by step.

"Get lost if you don't want to die. I have no interest in you lot." Vegeta snorted coldly. Indeed, killing a few Red Ribbon Army lackeys didn't pique his interest in the slightest.

"Ha! Such a big mouth. Who do you think you are? No one has ever dared to speak to me like that!" General Blue laughed in a fit of rage, his arrogant cackle echoing through the room.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you don't want your Red Ribbon Army wiped out, disappear from my sight immediately." Vegeta was growing impatient.

"Hahaha, kid, do you even know who you're talking to? You, thinking you can wipe out our Red Ribbon Army? Do you have any idea what the Red Ribbon Army is?" General Blue laughed so hard he nearly lost his breath.