Dragon Ball: Enforcer of the Divine Realm

Inside a residential building.

Jiang Fei continued to enjoy the food slowly.

Almost every dish on the table has been picked back and forth by him.

There was also a happy smile on his face.

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

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

Bulma sat opposite Jiang Fei, his eyes already dull, and he fell into a state of intoxication.

However, right now.

Just a "bang" sound was heard, and the door of the house was knocked open.

Bulma was instantly awakened by the sound and quickly looked back.

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

Without saying any nonsense, he grabbed the things on the plate and started stuffing them into his mouth.

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

When she was deep in thought just now, she had already thought about how she and Jiang Fei would spend the rest of their lives, and even the name of their child.

But Sun Wukong suddenly broke in, not only destroying this peaceful artistic conception, but also shattering her beautiful fantasy!

Sun Wukong's mouth was full of food and he looked up, "Hey, Bulma, it turns out you are at home."

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

"Jiang Fei, you didn't even call me for dinner. It's so boring." Sun Wukong looked at Jiang Fei again and said.

Jiang Fei poured himself a cup of tea, held it to his mouth 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 before you talk."

As he spoke, he put the tea to his mouth again, tasting the rich and sweet aroma.

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

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

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

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

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

Now she was looking at Jiang Fei, the more she looked at him, the more pleasing she became to her eyes.

While Bulma was still sighing.

There was another loud noise in the room.

"boom!"

It's still the same door.

But this time, it wasn't knocked away at once.

Instead, it was directly shattered by a punch.

Many of the broken pieces fell into the food.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""Wukong." Sun Wukong stuffed his mouth with food and stared at his eyes to express his dissatisfaction.

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

"Tch." Vegeta disdained to talk to 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.

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

"Vegita, what are you going to do?" Bulma couldn't bear it anymore.

Originally, she didn't have much objection to Vegeta training at her house.

But today, it not only disturbed her experiment, but also tore down the door of her house.

Now she was looking for trouble with the man in her dreams. Those who didn't know better thought this was 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.

He had already put down the tea in his hand, and 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 rock, looking at him indifferently and not paying attention to him.

He has already seen that Vegeta is not only sick, but also seriously ill!

"I heard from Kakarot that you are very powerful, right?" Vegeta asked in a bad tone.

Jiang Fei glanced at him contemptuously and still did not answer his question.

He still knew Tragedy Tower. His original name was Vegeta, his nickname was Dar, and his nickname was Saiyan Prince.

The most classic case is that someone likes to pretend to be the toughest B and get the harshest beatings.

Part of it is because of his own personality, and part of it is because he has followed Frieza all year round.

In terms of being beaten, he can be on par with Frieza.

It’s simply the Dragon Ball version of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix!

Vegeta noticed Jiang Fei's disdainful look and immediately became furious, "Asshole, are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I said?"

He was arrogant by nature, and to be looked at like this was an insult to him.

Vegeta has now decided whether this person is really powerful or not.

He must pay a corresponding price. The dignity of the Saiyan prince does not allow anyone to provoke him!

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

"Haha, what are you doing?" Vegeta said with a sneer, "I just want you to experience how powerful I, the Saiyan Prince, Vegeta is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his fist and hit it, and a sonic boom of "bang bang bang" suddenly sounded.

In a flash of lightning, Iron Fist was already in front of Jiang Fei.

Sun Wukong swallowed the food in his mouth, frowned and said, "Oops, Vegeta got the first blow."

He was the one who originally asked Jiang Fei to fight, but before he finished his meal, the two of them fought in advance.

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

Of course, this is not about Jiang Fei, but about Vegeta.

Jiang Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect Vegeta to take action as soon as he said it. It was really not polite at all.

Looking at the fist that was almost touching the tip of his nose, the corner of his mouth only moved slightly.

"puff!"

The toothpick in his mouth was shot out instantly like lightning.

Before Vegeta could react, when he saw that his fist was about to attack the opponent, he couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile.

However, this proud look did not last long.

I felt a sudden stabbing pain in my shoulder, as if my muscles and bones had been penetrated by bullets.

The body began to lean back, and just when his fist was about to contact Jiang Fei, it began to shift backwards, and the whole person flew backwards in an instant.

It was probably a few meters backward.

"Boom!"

Vegeta lay on the ground with a slight wound on his shoulder.

Red blood trickled out, causing him to take a deep breath.

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

"What is going on?" Vegeta muttered in disbelief.

Because until now, he still didn't understand how he was injured.

I only felt something penetrated my shoulder, and then my body became unstable and fell to the ground in an instant.