"Bastard." Vegeta flew into a rage and punched Broly in the chest.
Broly immediately vomited a mouthful of sour fluid, was sent flying up, and his body heavily smashed against the ceiling of the spaceship.
The spaceship shook violently, and the ceiling twisted out of shape.
Nappa was still confused.
Why did Soya change back to Prince Vegeta?
And also... please don't fight here.
The spaceship will get destroyed.
Nappa was extremely panicked and hurriedly steered the spaceship to rapidly descend towards a nearby planet.
The spaceship had just entered the planet's atmosphere.
"Boom."
The powerful energy erupted by Vegeta and Broly directly blasted the spaceship into pieces.
Vegeta, Broly, and Nappa all hovered in the air.
Looking at the destroyed spaceship, Vegeta was grinding his teeth in frustration.
Was it easy to get a spaceship like this.
And now it was destroyed just like that.
"Our spaceship." Nappa felt so desperate he wanted to die.
"Brat, don't think I, Vegeta, am afraid of you." Vegeta's face was livid with anger, his entire body trembling.
Broly, however, looked around blankly. After spotting Vegeta opposite him, he couldn't help but scratch his head.
Why did that person from just now change into this spiky haired one.
I remember now.
This spiky haired guy hit me before.
I need to hit him back.
"Whoosh."
Broly didn't hesitate any longer and immediately charged towards Vegeta.
The two fought together once again.
More than ten seconds later.
Broly grabbed Vegeta's head, propelled his body, and dove down towards the ground below.
"Boom."
Just like that, Broly pressed Vegeta's head down, smashing him into the ground and leaving a deep crater.
The earth fractured, the ground shook and mountains trembled.
"Thud thud thud."
The next moment, Broly grabbed Vegeta's wrist, swung his body, and slammed him repeatedly front, back, left, and right.
Nappa watching from the side was speechless.
Poor Prince Vegeta, getting beaten up by Broly again.
I killed your father... he must never find out about this.
...
Earth.
Soya had already swapped places with Vegeta via instant transmission.
Jaco and Tights were first utterly confused, then they glared furiously at Soya, their eyes red, continuously grinding their teeth.
Even Tights was the same.
"Negative emotional value from Tights +999."
"Negative emotional value from Jaco +999."
The two kept generating negative emotional value.
Soya could now confirm it. The side effects of the Dou Dou candy had appeared.
Perhaps the side effect of the Dou Dou candy was to generate hatred.
Jaco and Tights looked at Soya, the more they looked, the angrier they got.
This guy was simply too infuriating.
He went to the Palace, delivered a king's inauguration speech.
And then.
It was just an April Fool's joke.
Could you please not be so annoying.
Tights was even angrier, her chest heaving up and down, grinding her teeth in frustration.
You dropped me before, you pinched my butt...
You promised I'd be Queen, and it lasted less than 1 minute.
I really want to hit you.
Tights waved her fists, finally couldn't hold back anymore, rushed forward, and started attacking Soya with a flurry of small fist punches.
Jaco, mustering his courage, pulled out his energy gun and aimed it at Soya's body.
"Tights, step aside, let me shoot him dead." Jaco said through gritted teeth.
Soya. "..."
How could Soya take such a loss.
"Swish."
Soya flickered and disappeared from his spot, reappearing behind Jaco, and struck the back of his neck with a palm chop.
"Smack."
Jaco directly passed out.
"You... Soya, I hate you. Why did you knock out Jaco. I'm not finished with you." Tights became even angrier, rushed forward again, and waved her small fists at Soya.
Soya made a supercalifragilisticexpialidocious turn, presenting his back to Tights.
"Pat pat pat."
Tights's fists continuously landed on Soya's back, as if she was giving him a back massage.
"Mmm, really comfortable." Soya chuckled happily.
Tights. "..."
"Negative emotional value from Tights +999."
"Higher, a bit higher. Massage my head." Soya stretched his head over.
"Thump thump thump."
Tights's fists landed on Soya's head again.
Soya felt delighted inside.
This massage technique is pretty good.
Just the strength is a bit light.
Tights hated Soya to the core, gritted her pearly white teeth in anger, and increased her punching power.
But as one could imagine, Tights's combat power was only 2. No matter how hard she hit, it was just giving Soya a massage.
"Wait a moment." Soya said, then simply lay down on the ground, pointed at his body, waved his hand and said, "Continue, continue."
Tights charged forward without hesitation and started pummeling Soya fiercely.
5 minutes later.
Tights was panting heavily, both angry and tired.
How can he be so infuriating.
You actually made me give you a massage.
But it was really satisfying.
The more I hit him, the more satisfying it feels.
"I'll rest for two minutes, then continue." Tights took a deep breath, still glaring angrily at Soya.
"Here, eat a Senzu Bean to recover your strength." Soya took out a Senzu Bean and tossed it to Tights.
Tights didn't hesitate at all, directly ate the Senzu Bean, and again started waving her small fists at Soya, giving him a deep tissue massage.
Soya was overjoyed.
This treatment is simply unmatched.
After another 10 minutes of this.
Tights felt much more relaxed, but when she looked at Soya, she still felt very angry.
"Shall we continue." Soya asked.
"Continue. Of course continue. I find hitting you very satisfying. Why do you look so punchable." Tights pouted and snorted.
Soya silently calculated the side effects of the Dou Dou candy.
The side effect of this thing is probably to generate hatred.
Just don't know how long this side effect lasts.
The side effect of the Combat God Water lasted one day.
This thing probably lasts a day too, right.
If I appear at the World Martial Arts Tournament venue in this state, wouldn't everyone present provide me with negative emotional value.
Would I even need to use the Solar Flare.
"Tights, turn your head away, don't look at me." Soya had a sudden idea and said to Tights.
"I won't." Tights glared angrily.
Soya flickered and disappeared from the spot.
Tights stared blankly for a moment, then rubbed her head and came back to her senses.
What was I doing just now.
I seem to have given Soya a serious beating...
Won't he seek revenge.
"Tights, how do you feel now." Soya asked.
Tights was just about to turn her head.
"Don't turn around yet." Soya quickly said.
"Um... sorry about before, I don't know why... I suddenly really wanted to hit you." Tights's pretty face blushed, and she spoke apologetically.
"It's fine." Soya grinned, completely unconcerned.
So it seems the side effect is... only people who look at me get the urge to hit me.
As long as they don't look at me, it seems fine.
What if I wear a mask.
Soya stepped forward and pointed at the clothes Tights was wearing.
"Tights, is it okay if a piece of your clothing tears." Soya asked.
"It's fine... did it tear when I was hitting you earlier." Tights was slightly startled, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Soya.
"Rip..."
Soya didn't stand on ceremony, directly tearing off a piece of clothing from Tights's body.
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