The World's Number One Assassin

"Got you, you little brat!"

Seeing Chen He unable to move, a vicious grin flashed across General Blue's face. He pushed off the ground, launching himself into the air with his forward momentum. His two long, booted legs carved brutal afterimages through the air as they viciously kicked toward Chen He's chest.

"Blue Sergeant Assassination Technique!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Heavy, muffled impacts erupted through the jungle. Yet General Blue's barrage of kicks, powerful enough to shatter granite, felt like they had struck a solid titanium-alloy steel plate when they landed on Chen He's chest. Chen He did not even sway. Only his black training uniform was torn in several places by the force of the kicks, revealing the taut, sweat-covered muscles beneath.

"Too weak. Are you scratching an itch?" Chen He did not even raise an eyelid.

"What?! That's impossible!" Bulma's radar had shown this brat's reading, but General Blue had never imagined that after taking his full-force attack, Chen He would not even lose a single hair. He hurriedly tried to pull back, only to discover that after overusing his psychic powers, two glaring streams of blood had begun to flow from his eyes.

Psychic powers could indeed restrain movement, but the gap between their combat power was simply too vast. Before absolute suppression, such little tricks were no more than a drop in the bucket.

"Ah... hah!"

Chen He let out a low shout, and the qi within his body erupted like a volcanic explosion. The invisible psychic force surrounding him was instantly shattered by brute force. A circular blast of energy exploded outward, sweeping the shrubs and Red Ribbon Army grunts within a dozen meters off their feet in waves.

His psychic powers violently backfired. General Blue screamed, clutching his head as he dropped to his knees with a thud. Blood poured from his seven orifices, and he rolled madly through the mud in agony.

"Chen He, leave this guy to me!" Goku finally pulled the Power Pole from behind his back. With a somersault, he landed before General Blue and was just about to attack when Chen He reached out and pushed him aside.

"Don't waste time. He's already finished."

Chen He walked over and looked down at the dying General Blue. He slipped one hand into his pocket while casually pressing the fingers of his right hand together like a blade.

"I'll ask you one last time. Where is the entrance to the underwater base?" Chen He stared down at him, his gaze as cold as if he were looking at a corpse. "Don't expect your headquarters to come save you. General White was just as confident as you when he died."

"It's... it's in the secret submarine bay by the coastline... Don't kill me, I know I was wrong..." General Blue's body convulsed in pain, all of his earlier arrogance gone.

Having gotten the answer he wanted, Chen He did not so much as twitch an eye. A sharp white gleam wrapped around the edge of his hand as he slashed downward at an angle.

Squelch.

A flash of blood passed by. The Red Ribbon Army's strongest fighter did not even have time to groan before his head rolled straight into the nearby mud pit.

[ Ding! Killed Red Ribbon Army core commander General Blue. ]

[ Points gained: +1000! Current total points: 4050! ]

"Let's go to the shore." Chen He flicked away the trace of blood on his fingertips and waved at the somewhat stunned Goku beside him. "There should be quite a few good things down there."

Half a day later, West City, Capsule Corporation headquarters.

Bulma took off her work goggles. Just as she finished assembling the upgraded Dragon Radar, the miniature communication capsule on the table suddenly began ringing urgently.

"Hello? Bulma, the signal from the last Dragon Ball has moved!" In the video projection, Yamcha's dirt-streaked face appeared. Behind him stretched a desolate wasteland. "There's been a major development at Red Ribbon Army headquarters! I just hacked into their outer network. To deal with Chen He, they hired that person from the bounty list..."

"That person? Who?" Bulma froze for a moment.

"The world's number one assassin, Mercenary Tao!" Yamcha's voice was distorted by the wind and sand, carrying even a trace of uncontrollable fear. "They say that guy only needs his tongue to kill... They're already heading for the southern jungle in an aircraft!"

"What?!" Bulma's face turned pale.

Meanwhile, atop the reef beside the ruins of the Red Ribbon Army submarine bay.

Chen He lay with both hands behind his head, idly playing with a Three-Star Dragon Ball he had just found in General Blue's submarine. He had adjusted the gravity restraint on his back to six times normal gravity, and the heavy pressure made even his breaths carry traces of scorching white vapor.

As if sensing something, he raised his head and looked toward the faint sound of something tearing through the air from the northern sky. An excited curve tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Finally here...?"