"You arrogant bastards, always acting like you're above everyone else... You don't actually think I'm still the same as before, do you?!"
Vegeta's laughter came to an abrupt halt.
In the next instant, his expression and gaze changed.
Even his whole aura was now completely different.
He was already furious and looking for someone to take it out on.
These fools had come knocking, practically asking to die.
At Vegeta's words, the three men leading the Armored Squadron and the three leading King Cold Special Forces all froze.
Then the six of them began trading jeers, one after another.
"Heh heh! Has this wild monkey knocked his head loose?"
"No, no, no! Captain Salza, I think he's scared out of his wits."
"Tsk, tsk! Does he really think he's strong enough to stand against the likes of us?"
"Exactly. Where does he get the nerve to say that to us?"
"I say I should teach him a proper lesson."
"Let me do it. I'll remind him how a Saiyan Monkey should humbly and respectfully treat his superiors."
As each remark reached Vegeta's ears, his expression grew colder, though the corner of his mouth curled into a near-manic smile.
"Enjoy these last moments of your lives while you can. Open your dog eyes wide and see just how much power I have now! Don't be so scared that you drop your weapons and armor, and don't get down on your knees and beg for mercy. In my eyes, you're already dead!"
With that, Vegeta didn't care what they planned to do and gave them no chance to speak again.
In an instant, he clenched his fists, bent his arms, and lowered his waist and legs into a firm horse stance.
"Haaargh!!!"
A deep, muffled roar of release burst from his