Chapter 1127 A Fateful Showdown

After hearing Vegeta's request, Piccolo, who was standing in the front and was dressed in green skin, took two steps back unconsciously.

money? Bill, please? what is that? I can't do such a difficult thing by myself!

Originally, Piccolo has always lived in various remote places in his life. What they drink is mountain spring water, what they eat is wild animal meat, and the sky is the earth, and the earth is the bed. The most valuable thing in the whole body is the suit on his body, which was given by Wukong and the others.

money? nonexistent. Piccolo's world doesn't need money, it doesn't need money.

The worst spender lately was to appease Gohan, so he sneaked into town and bought five bucks worth of lollipops. Of course, he didn't have cash, so the deal was barter. He threw a ten-kilogram piece of dragon tail meat in front of the shop owner, snorted coldly, and took the lollipop.

The store owner is a lot like calling the police to report a lollipop robbery. But he was reluctant to return the ten kilograms of dragon tail meat, so he had to let Piccolo trade successfully.

Piccolo is retreating, and Kobayashi is also retreating. Kobayashi, who lived in a temple since he was a child, and became an apprentice with Kameshiren when he was a little older, has no money. Although it is said that there is a part-time job under the arrangement of Guixianren, but the money earned from the part-time job is handed over to Guixianren for the daily expenses of Guixianren's hut.

Xiaolin only has 200 yuan of pocket money per month, which is enough to buy a pair of shoes in a small shop in the city. Kobayashi looked at the pile of food Vegeta and Naha ate. He weighed the two hundred yuan in his trouser pocket, and he also backed away silently.

Tianjin rice and dumplings returned faster than the previous two. Because these two people are poorer, they live a self-sufficient cultivation life in the deep mountains and old forests, completely isolated from the world.

"What?" Yamcha scratched his head, as the only one among the martial arts with some money. Yamcha was a robber in the desert when he was young, but he has accumulated a considerable amount of wealth. Later, when I got in touch with Boulma, I didn't eat less soft rice. So there is still some money.

Of course, he has also spent a lot of money exercising over the years. After all, he didn't live that kind of self-sufficient life, but lived in the city, and had to spend in all aspects. So he doesn't have a lot of money left.

"Really, don't you all know how to save money?" Yamcha originally planned to pay the bill, and he thought that only the pile of things on Vegeta's table was for them to eat.

At this time, Xiong Da, the owner of the barbecue stall, came over: "Customers, have you finished eating yet?"

"Um."

"Oh, I've come to clean up the table. This table, and that table, that table, that table, that table. And the beer facing here is all cleared up and counted." Boss Xiong Da said in an orderly manner. Under the command, five or six guys came over and emptied several countertops. There are more than a dozen plastic buckets filled with the picks that were picked up. That is an iron stick that is as thin as the steel wire in the bicycle wire wheel.

Koala City has a rule of eating skewers, counting the sticks after eating, and counting the money, one stick is two yuan.

Looking at more than a dozen plastic barrels, Yamucha retreated. He still needs to save money for marriage and retirement.

Seeing Blue Star's martial arts masters shrink back one by one, Vegeta couldn't help but cursed inwardly: Poor ghost. If you are so poor, go to work hard to make money, why don't you join in the fun to protect Blue Star, nonsense!

When all the martial arts masters on the earth retreated crazily, it was Booma, a talented girl scientist who stood up.

"One by one, can you save a little bit? I'm not saying that you are not good at practicing martial arts, but if this happens again when you communicate with alien martial artists next time, don't you feel embarrassed? Come on, swipe my card .” Boomer handed his credit card to the owner of the barbecue restaurant.

"Thank you for your patronage. The total is 120,000." Xiong Da happily paid a six-figure bill.

Boomer signed the bill without batting an eye. Seeing this scene, Vegeta's eyes lit up instantly.

"Okay, the bill has been settled. Let's go find an open place outside the city."

After saying hello, everyone should fly away, and those who should get on the aircraft should get on the aircraft.

It's just that Xiao Xiao was a little depressed on the aircraft: "Hey, why does this alien prince seem to be different." She didn't say it directly, but she felt that finding a Vegeta was a little different from the Vegeta she had in her childhood.

Boulma, who was driving the aircraft, also nodded and said: "Yes, it seems that compared with Raditz who invaded the earth before, it seems that it is better to find an alien who claims to be a Saiyan prince. You have to fight with hands and feet."

"But you wouldn't be Vegeta if you didn't fight." Xiao Xiao murmured in a low voice, which only she could hear.

After flying for about half an hour, everyone found an open field. There are no farmlands around, no households, far away from the city.

A group of Blue Star fighters stood together, and Vegeta and Naha stood on the other side. They checked Blue Star's combat effectiveness with combat effectiveness glasses.

Well, not worth the sun. They are all more than 1,000 fighting power. The one with the highest combat effectiveness is the Namekian, with 2,000.

"Oh, that kid has a tail. Is he a child of Kakarot?" Vegeta locked his eyes on Sun Gohan, the only kid with fighting power here. The combat power is about 800 or so.

"A combat power of 800. Not bad at your age. You already have the potential to become an intermediate fighter." Vegeta nodded gratified: "Join my team. When your combat power exceeds 8,000, you can become a deputy. Captain, he is your subordinate." Vegeta pointed to Naha next to him.

Naha looked reluctant.

And all the Blue Star fighters didn't even know what medicine was sold in Vegeta's gourd. Raditz is a very violent person. And this man who calls himself Vegeta is completely incomprehensible.

But the blue star fighters still regard him as an enemy now. Because from the powerful aura emanating from his body, one can perceive the strength of this guy.

"You bastard, what are you talking about all the time over there just now!" Kobayashi blocked Gohan behind him.

"If you want to take revenge on that fellow Raditz, then come directly!"

Vegeta looked at Kobayashi with disdain on his face: "I'm not here to avenge that stupid Raditz, a weak and tyrannical guy. He can't even win the food we eat. Every time he wants to eat Things still ask me to help, and they are not obedient. That kind of guy dies when he dies."

"I came to Earth for two purposes. The first is to find the Dragon Ball that Raditz mentioned. The second is to let Kakarot and his son return to the team." Vegeta stretched out two fingers: "Where is Kakarot?!"

"Don't be too arrogant, you! Wukong is on his way. I will never allow you to touch even a single hair of Gohan!" Kobayashi and a group of soldiers stood in front of Gohan. The crowd felt like an enemy, because the energy exuded by Vegeta was too strong. It was so strong that it felt like it could instantly kill everyone present.

Vegeta sat on the ground bored: "Really? Then when will Kakarot arrive. I was too bored to wait. Seeing that you are so alert, you are ready to fight."

"Then in order not to let your defenses go to waste. And let me be more in line with the image of the invader in appearance. At the same time, I also want to tell you the gap between us and you. Well, let Raditz take out our food." Bei Geeta greeted.

"Let these stupid blue star people see the gap between them and the Saiyans. You guys can't even beat our food!"

Under Vegeta's call, Naha took out a box from his waist, and there were six seeds in the box. It was sprinkled on the ground, and within thirty seconds, six strange shapes emerged out of the ground, looking like some kind of little monsters made from vegetables.

"No, one-on-one. Let's talk about it if you can win our food." Vegeta leaned leisurely on a boulder.

"It's so annoying, you've been talking nonsense, what food is not food! It's so annoying!"

Yamucha was the first to stand up: "Look at me alone blowing up these minions of yours!"

ps: There will be a third update later