Dragon Ball: Reborn as a Saiyan, they covet me.

Master Roshi suddenly stepped forward.

"Doesn't he seem like the kind of person who would kill someone?"

General Blue nodded as he looked at Master Roshi's comical expression.

"That's right!"

Master Roshi took a deep breath.

"Apprentices!"

"exist!"

Chi-Chi, Krillin, and Goku answered in unison.

"Practicing martial arts is not for the purpose of killing."

However, we must not be soft-hearted when we encounter evil people!

I sensed a strong murderous aura emanating from this person.

In other words, he killed many people.

"Just now, if it weren't for Wukong, we'd probably all be dead here."

Just then, Bulma approached Goku.

He whispered, "Wukong, this person is dangerous. Please don't spare his life!"

Goku nodded and looked at Master Roshi.

“Teacher, I understand!” Sun Wukong was the first to respond.

"understand?"

"understood!"

"What should we do?"

Master Roshi turned his head and looked at Goku.

The next second, Sun Wukong drew his Ruyi Jingu Bang (magic staff).

He suddenly charged towards General Lan.

"and many more!"

No sooner had Master Roshi spoken than Goku had already smacked General Blue on the head with his staff.

In an instant, just like a watermelon bursting open, General Lan was instantly shattered to pieces.

Then, Sun Wukong unleashed an energy wave with one hand, completely obliterating General Lan.

Then, Sun Wukong turned his head and looked at Master Roshi.

Master Roshi scratched his slightly numb scalp: "Goku, what you did was too bloody."

They could have simply handed him over to the police; why be so cruel?

Goku explained, "No, Bulma said this guy has superpowers."

I'm worried he'll escape and endanger my friends!

Master Roshi took a deep breath.

"Never mind, never mind, it's all thanks to you going inside to eat this time."

We weren't tied up by him, or we would have been in big trouble!

However, you should try not to kill people like this in the future.

I'm worried you'll go astray.

The three of them assured Master Roshi, "Master, don't worry, we will all become qualified martial artists."

Bulma also realized at this moment that although Master Roshi was lecherous,

But when he's teaching his apprentices, he actually has quite the air of a master.

At that very moment, Lan Qi returned.

Master Roshi's air of superiority vanished instantly.

He ran excitedly to Lanqi's plane and asked, "Lanqi, Lanqi, where's my treasure?"

Lanqi scratched her head.

"What treasure? I don't remember."

Master Roshi was startled.

"what?"

How could you not remember?

"Those are the young models I'm going to visit at the club."

"Oh no, that's my retirement money!"

Bulma sighed.

The old man has reverted to his old ways.

We shouldn't have left him any treasure; all we can say is that Lanqi did a great job stealing it.

……

After rescuing the villagers on the island, they all returned to Turtle Hermit's House.

"What should we do now?"

Should we go straight to the Red Ribbon Army's headquarters, or find the Dragon Balls first?

Bulma took out the Dragon Radar and pressed a few buttons.

"According to the radar, the Red Ribbon Army headquarters only has one Dragon Ball."

Based on their efficiency, in order to find the remaining Dragon Balls...

It will also harm villagers in many other places.

I suggest we search for the Dragon Balls and rescue the villagers, following their distribution.

Qiqi nodded: "I agree!"

Klin frowned: "That's too much trouble!"

If you ask me, we should capture the king first.

"Strike their headquarters and capture their commander, Qi."

Bulma shook her head and said, "Kling, you're underestimating the Legion."

If only the warlord dies, other ambitious people will take his place.

We can't possibly kill hundreds of thousands of Red Ribbon Army soldiers all at once, can we?

What if all their cannons are pointed at us?

We have nowhere to run, don't underestimate them!

Chapter 59 Marching into Masruta

The group continued to discuss their strategy.

"The other side is an arms dealer, so their firepower must be very strong. We need to be careful!"

Bulma pondered her tactics for a moment and said, "I'm not good at fighting."

But when it comes to making plans, I'm more thorough than you are.

So you should all listen to me, I suggest we take them down one by one!

The Red Ribbon Army is a behemoth; it can only be defeated from multiple angles and dismantled from the inside out.

Only in this way can we prevent it from rising from the ashes and prevent other ambitious individuals within the Red Ribbon Army from regrouping.

To prevent them from doing anything terrible.

After listening to Bulma's analysis, the others all nodded in agreement.

Krillin: "Bulma has a point, Goku, what do you think?"

"Yes, I agree with Bulma's suggestion!"

Bulma grasped the Dragon Ball and said, "Alright, let's set off now!"

I had already prepared a plan during the discussion.

Our first stop is Masruta.

"it is good!"

……

A village near Masruta in the north.

Snowflakes drifted down from the sky.

Like countless tiny white elves dancing gracefully in the air.

They twirled and fluttered lightly, sometimes weaving together into a silvery mist.

Sometimes it would quietly fall to the ground, forming a thick blanket of snow.

This world seemed to be gently covered by a pure silver veil, as beautiful as a poem or a painting.

Normally, in weather like this, people should stay indoors by the fireplace.

Warm a pot of good wine, set out a few dishes, chat about life, and wait for spring to arrive.

However, since a group of armed men arrived here,

The villagers' lives have changed.

Amidst the pristine white snow.

A dozen or so members of the Red Ribbon Legion were wearing thick coats.

Holding a steel gun, he drove almost everyone in the village out.

In the biting cold wind, let them dig through the snow to find the Dragon Balls for them.

"Find it quickly!"

"What are you dawdling for!"

"No one will go back until the Dragon Balls are found!"

A biting north wind blew, and an old man's cotton hat was blown off.

The biting cold seeped into his body, and the old man couldn't help but shiver.

Without proper warmth, a person could freeze to death within minutes in this kind of weather.

He ran over to pick up the hat, but just as he reached out his hand,

Suddenly, a "biu!" sound was heard.

A bullet pierced the back of his head.

The bullet, carrying warm blood, shot onto the snow and bloomed into a vibrant rose.

The old man stretched out his hand, trying to reach for his hat.

Unfortunately, his eyes had lost their sparkle.

The extreme cold transformed his body into a monument.

The old man collapsed, his body pressing down on the thick snow with a creaking sound.

Several other villagers couldn't help but look over.

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When they saw the bright red blood in front of the old man and the old man lying down, their pupils contracted.