Burter was a bit dazed for a moment.
"Talk or not?"
"What do you want me to say?"
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
Broly took the opportunity to land a few more heavy slaps on Burter, the sound ringing out clearly.
Burter was dazed again, his head swaying from side to side, stars dancing before his eyes.
"Talk or not!" Broly shouted again, glaring at him.
Burter was even more confused.
"What do you want me to say?"
"Wait a minute... shouldn't I be the one asking Rez that?"
"I just wanted to know how he killed Cui and Dodoria!"
"Why are you asking me instead?"
"I don't know anything!"
"Huh?"
"I think I know how Rez wiped out Cui and Dodoria."
"It must have been this little Saiyan brat who did it."
"I can't even beat him, let alone Cui and Dodoria."
"How could those two possibly be a match for this little monkey?"
"Talk or not!" Broly punched Burter several more times, slamming into his face and body.
Burter's face was filled with utter despair, bruised and swollen, dripping with blood.
"If you don't talk, I'll beat you until you do!" Broly shouted, raining down blows on Burter again, each strike landing solidly on flesh.
"What do you want me to say?!" Burter finally couldn't hold back, hurriedly asking, his voice laced with a sob.
"Say what?" Broly was slightly taken aback, his movements halting as he turned to look at Rez, his eyes full of confusion.
"He doesn't even know what to say; there's no point in keeping him around." Rez called out to Broly, his tone flat.
"Uh!" Broly nodded thoughtfully, feeling that Rez was absolutely right.
"Whoosh!"
With a flick of his hand, Broly tossed Burter high into the air.
Burter's body tumbled through the air, going higher and higher.
Then, Broly unhurriedly opened his mouth wide as energy began to condense within.
Golden light gathered in his mouth, growing brighter and brighter.
"No! I'll talk! I'll talk! I'll talk!" Endless despair filled Burter's eyes as he screamed at the top of his lungs, his limbs flailing in the air.
However, it was already too late.
"Whoosh!"
Broly's Mouth Cannon fired, a thick beam of golden energy shooting into the sky and instantly engulfing Burter.
"Agh—"
Burter let out a shrill scream, which was cut abruptly short.
His body was torn apart, disintegrated, and vaporized within the golden light, eventually blasted into dust—he was dead beyond dead.
Only a few ashes drifted down from the sky, vanishing with the wind.
"Hehe." Broly clapped his hands together and grinned happily, his face full of satisfaction.
Monet, not far away, was stunned dumb by the scene.
His mouth hung wide open, his eyes nearly popping out, and the cane in his hand nearly dropped to the ground.
"This Saiyan kid is too strong, right?"
"That guy just now seemed to be a member of the Ginyu Force, right?"
"This kid actually wiped out a member of the Ginyu Force!"
"Wait a minute... aren't the Saiyans Frieza's subordinates?"
"Have they started rebelling against Frieza now?"
Monet quickly thought of Bardock again.
A few months ago, it was precisely because of that Saiyan, Bardock, that Monet had luckily survived.
"Perhaps these few Saiyans are good people too!"
"However, these two Saiyans, a boy and a girl, are wearing the dragon balls around their necks like souvenirs... are they planning to take them away?"
He looked at the two-star dragon ball around Rez's neck, then at the one-star dragon ball around Linoshi's neck, a complex mix of emotions swirling in his heart.
"Well done, Broly." Rez gave Broly a thumbs up, a look of approval on his face.
"Hehe!" Broly grinned foolishly, feeling quite satisfied.
He picked up the mineral water bottle he had dropped earlier and took another sip, feeling great.
"Let's go, let's go check on Vegeta. The situation over there isn't looking too optimistic." Rez sighed, looking into the distance.
"Oh?" Broly scratched his head, not quite understanding what "not too optimistic" meant.
Rez didn't waste any more words, took Linoshi's hand, and flew towards where Vegeta was.
Broly quickly followed, drinking water as he flew, looking quite leisurely.
...
At Vegeta's location.
On the wasteland, Vegeta's small figure stood alone facing the four of them: Ginyu, Jeice, Recoom, and Guldo.
The atmosphere was heavy, tense and ready to explode.
"Prince Vegeta, you and Rez certainly have a lot of nerve!" Ginyu snorted coldly, arms crossed over his chest, looking down at Vegeta. "Dodoria and Cui have lost contact. Was it the two of you who wiped them out?"
"Hmph!" Vegeta didn't want to answer that question, crossing his arms and lifting his chin slightly.
"Where is Rez? Where is he?" Ginyu asked again, scanning the surroundings.
"Do you think I'd tell you?" Vegeta huffed, his little face full of stubbornness.
"Then tell me, who was that little brat just now? I recall that person isn't in your group." Ginyu asked with a smile, though his eyes were as cold as knives.
"Cut the crap, Ginyu! Let's have a real fight!" Vegeta, of course, wouldn't answer these questions; he just snorted coldly, his face full of endless fighting spirit.
He took a stance, his aura surging, golden energy flames rising around his body.
Ginyu watched this 5-year-old prince full of fighting spirit, the corners of his mouth curling up into a playful smile.
"Which one of you is going to give him a good thrashing?" Ginyu asked with interest, arms crossed, his gaze sweeping over his three subordinates.
"Let me do it!" Recoom volunteered, stepping forward, his thick frame casting a shadow on the ground.
"Recoom, you guy, I haven't agreed to that yet!" Jeice snorted, speaking with annoyance.
"How about I give you that chocolate I had last time?" Recoom said, pulling a piece of chocolate from his pocket and holding it out to Jeice.
The chocolate was wrapped in a crumpled piece of paper, its edges slightly melted; it had clearly been in his pocket for quite some time.
Jeice: "..."
"Is it clean?" Jeice's face darkened as he curled his lip, looking at the chocolate with disgust.
"Doesn't it have paper wrapped around it? Why are you being so picky!" Recoom glared at Jeice and said with a laugh.
Jeice thought about it and decided that made sense, so he took the chocolate.
However, Jeice still wasn't entirely at ease, so he brought it to his nose to sniff.
Upon sniffing it, Jeice's eyes immediately stung; a pungent stench of sweat mixed with the cloying sweetness of chocolate rushed straight to his brain, and he nearly passed out from the stink.
He jerked his head away, his whole face crinkling up.
"Recoom! You bastard, are you using psychological warfare?!" Jeice was so angry his body trembled, pointing at Recoom's nose and cursing.
"Hahaha!" Recoom laughed crazily, rocking back and forth, very satisfied with the effect he had caused.
"Um... Jeice, if you're not going to eat it, I will. I don't mind!" Guldo scratched his head bashfully and said with a smile, his eyes fixed intently on the chocolate.
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