The Rabbit Legion

Hearing this name, Ziye hesitated for a moment before glancing at Bulma, who was dressed as a bunny girl beside him, and said, "Bulma, take off your rabbit ears."

"Why?"

Bulma asked with a look of confusion.

"Just listen."

Ziye walked up to her and reached out to remove the rabbit ears from her head. Bulma lowered her head, her face flushed with shyness, offering no resistance.

Sure enough, the moment Bulma took off the rabbit ears, the fearful expressions of the people around them eased significantly.

"Yo, when did such a pretty girl show up in this town!"

At this moment, two men with dark faces dressed in Rabbit Corps uniforms caught sight of Bulma, their eyes filled with lust. They walked up to the group, machine guns in hand.

"Little lady, come over and play with us for a while."

As he spoke, one of the men reached out to grab Bulma's chest.

Snap!

Ziye grabbed the man's hand in a vice-like grip, his expression turning incredibly grim. A cold, murderous intent radiated from his entire body, and his icy voice followed: "Take your filthy hand away, or die!"

"Where did this brat come from, daring to meddle in my business?"

The man roared, then raised his machine gun and aimed it at Ziye's head. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Ziye swiftly slapped the barrel aside.

Bang!

The gun fired! The bullets from the machine gun shot out, piercing straight through the head of the other man.

"You... you... you actually dared to kill someone from our Rabbit Corps?"

The man pointed at Ziye's nose, shouting in shocked outrage.

"It was clearly you who killed your own companion! Don't pin it on us, okay!"

Bulma frowned and immediately retorted.

"I hate it when people point their fingers at me."

Ziye said coldly, then immediately reached out and snapped the man's finger.

"Ah!"

The man clutched his finger, rolling on the ground in agony.

"Judging by your behavior, you must have done plenty of evil deeds. Today, I'll rid the people of this scourge."

"Go to hell, and be a better person in your next life."

With that, Ziye picked up the machine gun that had fallen to the ground and aimed it at the man's head.

"Stop!"

At that moment, a white car pulled up in front of Ziye. The door slowly opened, and a humanoid rabbit stepped out.

"Boss, hurry and save me!!"

Seeing the rabbit, the man scrambled over on his hands and knees, kneeling on the ground to beg for help.

"My friend, what happened just now was our fault. I offer my sincere apologies on their behalf!"

With that, the rabbit bowed deeply to Ziye to show his regret and extended his hand in a friendly gesture.

"You don't seem like such a bad person. You should keep a better eye on them in the future and stop them from doing evil!" Sun Wukong said with naive sincerity.

"Yeah! Ziye! It's better to avoid trouble than to invite it. Since they've already apologized, let's just forgive them!" Bulma chuckled, speaking with magnanimity.

"Alright."

Ziye narrowed his eyes and gently raised his hand. Faintly, he sensed a flicker of sinister intent cross the rabbit's face. The next second—

Bang!

Ziye threw a direct punch. The rabbit spat out a mouthful of blood and went flying.

"Don't trust him! If you shake his hand, you'll turn into a carrot!"

At this moment, Yamcha ran out from the shadows, shouting loudly.

However, when he saw the scene before him, he couldn't help but feel a bit awkward. He had intended to help at the critical moment to gain their trust and steal the Dragon Ball, but who knew they wouldn't need him at all!

"You... you're that bandit? Why are you here?" Sun Wukong pointed at him and asked directly.

"No wonder he looked so familiar. It's that handsome guy who ran away before!" Bulma touched her chin, recognizing him as well.

Hearing Bulma's words, Yamcha's face turned bright red, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.

"You've been following us the whole way; finally decided to show yourself?" Ziye asked coldly.

"You... how did you know!"

Hearing this, Yamcha was taken aback.

"Why have you been sneaking after us? Are you with this guy?"

Wukong picked up his Golden Cudgel from behind his back, pointed it at Yamcha, and asked coldly.

"Don't... don't get the wrong idea, I'm not with them! The reason I've been following you all this time is because..."

"Because after being defeated by him, I decided to turn over a new leaf and stop being a bandit, so I wanted to join you!"

Yamcha laughed and rubbed the back of his head, speaking with a sincere expression.

"Are you telling the truth?"

Goku asked back with a grave look on his face.

"Of course. Didn't I just go out of my way to warn you to be careful of this guy?"

Yamcha said with a firm expression.

"Goku, I think he makes a good point. Why don't we just call a truce?"

Bulma smiled gently and suggested.

"Hmph, I think you're just blinded by his looks, aren't you? Ziye, let me give you a piece of advice: a fickle woman like this is nothing but trouble!"

Oolong crossed his arms, nudged Ziye, and spoke up.

"Shut your mouth!"

Bulma immediately flew into a rage.

Ziye turned away, ignoring them, and stepped toward the Rabbit Leader and his subordinates.

"Hero, please, spare us! We won't ever dare to do it again!"

Realizing his predicament, the Rabbit Leader knelt directly before Ziye and began kowtowing incessantly, begging for mercy.

"You aren't allowed to do evil ever again! Ziye, I think they've truly repented, so why don't we just let them go?"

At this moment, Goku, unable to bear it, walked over and spoke up.

However, just as Goku was talking to Ziye, the Rabbit Leader suddenly leaped up, his hands darting out to grab Ziye and Goku.

"Watch as I turn you both into carrots!"

"You're courting death!"

Ziye's expression hardened. He raised the machine gun in his hand and blew the man's head off, then killed another man before finally lowering his weapon.

"Haha, since everything is resolved, I'll be taking my leave!"

Seeing this, Yamcha laughed while rubbing his head, then spoke up.

"Why don't you come with us?"

Bulma suddenly suggested.

"Our car only seats four; there's no room for him!" Oolong pouted and said coldly.

"You're so small, do you really need to take up a whole seat?" Bulma rolled her eyes at him.

"No... no... no need."

Before Bulma could speak again, Yamcha refused outright and fled with a bright red face.

"Why did he run so fast? Am I that scary?"

Bulma watched Yamcha's retreating figure and asked in confusion.

"Alright, get in the car, let's go!"

As Ziye's voice rang out, everyone returned to the car and sped away!