Where Did You Make Them Disappear To?

As he spoke, Dr. Brief took out the Dragon Ball. Vegeta glanced at it from a distance. It was a Three-Star Dragon Ball.

A single Dragon Ball wasn't worth a damn, so Vegeta naturally had no interest in it.

"If the Red Ribbon Army comes back, I'll wipe them all out." Vegeta smiled. The puny Red Ribbon Army was nothing; destroying them would be ridiculously easy.

The corner of Dr. Brief's mouth twitched. Where had this kid come from? He certainly talked big.

Still, Dr. Brief had a strange feeling. Something about this child felt familiar, and he even gave him a sense of security. So he agreed to Vegeta's two conditions without the slightest hesitation.

With everything settled, Bulma arranged a room for Vegeta, and he moved in for the time being.

Dr. Brief also began researching the Dragon Radar.

The days passed. Building the Gravity Training Room was rather complicated. According to Dr. Brief, even a prototype would take more than a month. As for the Dragon Radar, Bulma was curious about it, so with Vegeta's permission, she was allowed to try tinkering with it.

After these two days of training, Vegeta was delighted to discover that he had already learned how to conceal his energy.

It didn't seem particularly difficult. Perhaps this technique could only be mastered in Earth's environment.

One day, while Vegeta was training in his room, he suddenly noticed a number of helicopters in the sky.

A moment later, hundreds of fully armed men descended from above. Judging by their uniforms, they were from the Red Ribbon Army.

Vegeta smiled coldly. These flies really are annoying. Since they want to be wiped out, I'll oblige them.

He calmly took his place in the spacious yard and studied the uninvited guests with interest.

Apparently having heard the unusual commotion overhead, Bulma and her parents ran outside as well. Their faces turned deathly pale when they saw the Red Ribbon Army.

"Vegeta, run! They're after you!" Bulma called out hurriedly when she spotted him.

Vegeta smiled at the girl without saying a word.

Soon, the Red Ribbon Army soldiers had landed. Their leader was rather handsome. From what Vegeta knew of Dragon Ball's history, this guy was most likely General White.

Goku had gone through quite a bit of trouble dealing with General White back then.

But now that General White had run into him, it was just his bad luck.

"Is that him?" General White asked a guard beside him.

"General White, that's him! He made General Blue disappear! He must be doing magic tricks!" the guard answered hastily.

"All right, got it." General White waved a hand, then looked at Vegeta with a smile. "Kid, you're in trouble now. Do you have any idea who you've crossed? Huh? Get on your knees, bow your head, and beg for mercy. I might give you a quick death. Otherwise, heh heh, I'll make you regret ever being born!"

"Finished?" Vegeta asked coldly.

"Kid, you really are something. I know you know martial arts, but you're no match for us!" General White then ordered his men, "Seize him! I'll make him wish he were dead!"

At his command, hundreds of guards rushed forward, carrying the most advanced firearms.

Bulma and her parents trembled all over with fear, their expressions shifting wildly.

Vegeta gave a contemptuous smile, and his aura suddenly surged. Tremendous energy swept over the hundreds of guards like a powerful storm.

"Aaagh..."

The guards let out agonized screams. When everyone looked again, they had vanished without a trace.

General White looked in front of him and behind him, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. His lips trembled with fear as he looked at Vegeta and asked, "Y-you... where did you make them disappear to?"