Chapter 23: No Comparison, No Harm

Inside the residential building.

Jiang Fei continued to chew and eat slowly to enjoy the food.

Almost every dish on the table had been picked up and down by him.

A happy smile appeared on his face.

"Delicious!" Jiang Fei put down his chopsticks and commented with two words.

At the same time, he took out two tissues and wiped the residue around his mouth.

Bulma sat opposite Jiang Fei, her eyes had been dull for a long time, and she was in a state of infatuation.

However, at this moment.

With a "bang", the door of the house was directly knocked open.

Bulma was awakened by the sound and looked back quickly.

He found that Sun Wukong's eyes were green like a hungry ghost, and he flew directly to the table full of dishes.

Without saying any nonsense, he grabbed the food on the plate and started to stuff it into his mouth.

"Sun Wukong!" Bulma said in a deep voice, with a trace of anger on her face.

Just now when she was lost in thought, she had already thought about how to spend the rest of her life with Jiang Fei, and even the name of the child.

But Sun Wukong suddenly broke in, not only destroying the quiet mood, but also breaking her beautiful fantasy!

With his mouth full of food, Sun Wukong looked up and said, "Hey, Bulma, you are at home."

However, because his mouth was too full of food, he couldn't hear what was said at all.

"Jiang Fei, you didn't call me for dinner, it's too mean." Sun Wukong looked at Jiang Fei again and said.

Jiang Fei poured himself a cup of tea and tasted it carefully.

After swallowing the strong tea, he exhaled happily.

Looking at Sun Wukong who was eating like a glutton, he said calmly, "You'd better eat first before talking."

As he said that, he put the tea to his mouth again, tasting the rich sweet fragrance.

Sun Wukong puffed his mouth and nodded, then accelerated his eating speed.

The chicken legs are like toothpick meat, and the buns are like Wangzai buns.

Sucking noodles is like drinking water, and eating fried rice is like pouring porridge!

"Hey." Bulma sighed helplessly, looked at Jiang Fei, and then looked at Sun Wukong.

As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison.

Now she looked at Jiang Fei, and the more she looked at him, the more she liked him.

Just when Bulma was still sighing.

There was another loud noise in the room.

"Boom!"

It was still the door.

But this time, it was not knocked open.

It was directly smashed by a punch.

Many of the broken pieces fell into the food.

"Woo woo." Sun Wukong stuffed food in his mouth and stared with his eyes to express his dissatisfaction.

Bulma stood up in a flash and said with gritted teeth, "Vegeta, what are you doing?"

"Tsk." Vegeta disdained Bulma.

Seeing Sun Wukong eating, he couldn't speak clearly, and his eyes were full of disgust.

After noticing where Jiang Fei was sitting, he walked straight over.

Sun Wukong saw that he was not looking for him, so he quickly stuffed some relatively clean food into his mouth.

"Vegeta, what are you doing?" Bulma was a little impatient.

Originally, she didn't have much objection to Vegeta practicing in her house.

But today, not only did he disturb her experiment, but he also tore down her door.

Now he is looking for trouble with her dream man again. If you don't know, you might think this is Vegeta's house.

Vegeta ignored Bulma's words and walked directly in front of Jiang Fei.

Jiang Fei was disturbed by Vegeta who suddenly broke in.

The tea in his hand had been put down long ago, and he habitually took out a toothpick and held it in his mouth.

"Your name is Jiang Fei, right." Vegeta said in a deep voice.

Jiang Fei sat on the chair as steady as a mountain, looking at him indifferently, and ignored him.

He had already seen that this Vegeta was not only sick, but also seriously ill!

"I heard from Kakarot that you are very powerful, right?" Vegeta asked unkindly.

Jiang Fei glanced at him with contempt, but still did not answer his question.

He still knew Tragedy Tower, whose real name was Vegeta, whose pen name was Dal, and whose nickname was Prince of Saiyans.

The most classic case was that he liked to act the most ruthless and get the most vicious beatings.

Part of it was due to his own personality, and part of it was due to his long-term following of Frieza.

In terms of the degree of being beaten, he could be on par with Frieza.

It was simply the Dragon Ball version of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix!

Vegeta noticed Jiang Fei's disdainful look and immediately flew into a rage, "Asshole, are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I said?"

He was arrogant by nature, and being looked at with such eyes was an insult to him.

Vegeta had decided now, no matter whether this person was really powerful or not.

He must pay the corresponding price, and the dignity of the Saiyan Prince would not allow anyone to provoke!

"Let's not talk about whether you are powerful or not, what are you going to do?" Jiang Fei said lightly.

"Haha, what are you doing?" Vegeta sneered, "I just want you to experience how powerful I, the Saiyan prince, Vegeta, am!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his fist and hit him, and the sound of "bang bang bang" suddenly rang out.

In a flash, the iron fist was already in front of Jiang Fei.

Sun Wukong swallowed the food in his mouth and frowned and said, "Oh no, Vegeta got there first."

Originally, he had challenged Jiang Fei to a duel, but before he had finished his meal, the two of them had already fought.

Not only was he complaining, but there was also a hint of worry in his eyes.

Of course, he was not worried about Jiang Fei, but about Vegeta.

Jiang Fei raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that Vegeta would fight as soon as he said he would. He was really rude.

Looking at the fist that was about to touch the tip of his nose, the corner of his mouth just moved slightly.

"Puff!"

The toothpick in his mouth was like lightning and was instantly launched.

Vegeta hadn't reacted yet. When he saw that his fist was about to attack the other party, he couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

However, this smug look didn't last long.

He felt a sudden tingling in his shoulder, as if his muscles and bones were pierced by a bullet.

His body began to lean back, and when his fist was about to touch Jiang Fei, it began to shift backwards, and the whole person flew backwards instantly.

He probably retreated a few meters.

"Bang!"

Vegeta lay on the ground, with a tiny wound on his shoulder.

Red blood trickled out, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

At the same time, there was an incomparable look of horror in his heart.

"What's going on?" Vegeta murmured in disbelief.

Because he didn't understand how he got injured until now.

He just felt something piercing his shoulder, and then his body was unstable and he fell to the ground in an instant.