I Am Really Saiyan

"You...bastard!" Rebecca's chest undulated violently, and finally burst out a foul language.

Bruce stalls shrugged, travel is imperative, it's useless to anyone.

The world is cruel. If you don’t fight for it, then you will be the one who perishes. For example, Yamcha, who was once one of the protagonists, will eventually fall to a lesser-than-supporting role.

And the most important thing is that Yamcha once had the status of a heroine boyfriend.

That's the second man who is doing my part.

But afterwards, for various reasons, Yamcha, who was content with the status quo and did not seek improvement, could only fade out of sight.

Bruce feels cruel as he thinks about it. There is a kind of green sadness on his head that he is Yamcha.

"teacher, it's almost two o'clock in the morning, should you go back and rest for tomorrow's class?" Bruce narrowed his eyes, and it was time to make a decision.

"Bruce ......."

"It's useless to say more, please."

Rebecca was surprised and simply surprised by Bruce's determination By the time, didn't expect the latter to be so young, but it gave people a kind of oppression that could not be rejected.

Should it be said, is it worthy of being a category of "genius"?

She could only obediently open the door and leave, but after she went out, Bruce ruthless carried Lyme in his hand and threw outside the door, and also took out the key from her hand.

cut weeds and eliminate the roots.

trouble will completely vanish!

Lyme pouted, with one foot still on the door frame to prevent Bruce from closing the door.

Rebecca froze in place, after thinking about it, she took out a wad of banknotes from her bag.

"Since the teacher can't persuade you, you can only support you. How can a male child go out without money? The teacher will lend you this money for emergency, and then wait until you come back to make money and return it to the teacher "Rebecca stuffed the banknotes into Bruce's hands, fearing that Bruce would refuse, she also emphasized that it was a loan, not a giving.

After Rebecca finished this, she turned her head and stepped on her high heels and quickly disappeared into the corridor.

Looking at the disappearing figure, Bruce's heart was slightly shaken, his hands ruthless threw Lyme's feet out of the door and closed the door.

It's so ruthless.

Lyme, sitting on the ground, thought in his heart.

.........

At noon, the sun is shining.

Bruce carrying a backpack, pulling a suitcase and appearing in front of a huge villa.

"Should it be here?"

Bruce spread out the note in his hand and reconfirmed the address. But looking at the other courtyard that was out of sight, Bruce immediately believed it.

To ask the whole West City which can own such a mansion in this golden inch of earth, apart from Dr. Brief, this West City absolutely cannot find a second one.

The richest man in the world is not cracking a joke.

Out of courtesy, Bruce walked to the iron door and gently pressed the bell.

About five or six minutes later, Bruce noticed a red light spot on the iron door jumping, and then the iron door opened automatically.

Really smart enough.

Bruce stepped forward, looking all around.

He was not shocked by the environment, but subconsciously familiar with the environment, so as to avoid accidents, he could leave safely at any time.

"Follow me to the backyard."

Bulma suddenly appeared in front of Bruce, and his left and right hands each held a cup and a toothbrush. Bruce had some doubts. Bulma was definitely I just woke up when I slept now.

There is no doubt, Bruce followed Bulma, going around all the way, and finally stopped in front of an off-road jeep.

"Your things are too troublesome, this thing is for you to put them up."

Bulma took out a purple capsule and threw it on the ground. With a "peng" sound, the ground appeared. A cipher box about two meters long and two meters wide.

Bulma pressed the button in the middle of the combination box, opened the lock and pointed to Bruce. The latter blinked back and put all the luggage into the combination box as Bulma said.

However, Bruce took out the long strip of thick wrapping cloth from the suitcase, then closed the lid, pressed the button, and the password box became a capsule again and fell to the ground.

"What is this?" Bulma stared at the long strip of item in Bruce's hand.

"Weapons for survival in the wild." Bruce said, "Since we are looking for the Dragon Ball, we will naturally inevitably encounter harsh environments and encounter wild beasts."

"Also ."

Bulma nodded. What Bruce said is very reasonable, Dragon Ball is all over the world, and the place where it appears may be the jungle, the mountain, or the ice-bound continent.

It is natural to do some protection.

"Wait here for a while, I'll get ready to prepare and we will set off."

Leave this sentence and Bulma will leave.

Bruce twitched his lips, put the capsule in his pocket, opened the off-road jeep door, and sat in the passenger cabin.

Although he also wanted to experience driving, but when he recalled that he hadn't obtained his previous life driver's license, he gave up this idea.

Moreover, this is a city, even if you really want to try, you can only wait until off-road.

"youngster, you are Bruce, right."

"En?" Bruce was taken aback, turned his head violently, and suddenly a small middle-aged man with glasses appeared next to the car window .

"I am the father Dr. Brief of Bulma. I am glad to meet you." The man said. "At the same time, I am very happy that you can become friends with Bulma."

"Hello Dr. Brief, I am also very happy to meet you." In the answer of forming with the norms of society, Bruce was a little nervous. After all, this can be considered to see the female classmate’s parents in disguise.

"Don't be so surprised."

Dr. Brief pointed to Bruce beckons with the hand and pointed to the small stool on the grass next to him, motioning him to get out of the car and talk.

..........

"Bulma is the first time to go out. It may take some time. We might as well have something to eat before that."

As Dr. Brief finished speaking, Mrs. Dr. Brief appeared holding a few plates of food and placed it in front of Bruce.

"This is a small snack I made myself, don't dislike Bruce." Mrs. Dr. Brief smiled, her voice was clear and gentle, but she couldn't see her eyes.

Bruce couldn't help but feel cold in his back.

He suddenly thought of the words he once said, "Squinted eyes are monsters."

"Thank you aunt."

Staring at Mr. and Mrs. Brief eagerly gaze, Bruce delivers the snack to his mouth.

"Crack."

As soon as he took a bite, Bruce's entire face immediately showed a flush, and then he even chewed in disregard of the image, and quickly put all the snacks in front of him. wipe out.

Mrs. Dr. Brief laughed, got up and walked into the room, and when she came out again, she was carrying a few pots of warm food.

Steamed dumplings, sushi, lobster...

"You also need to be full when you travel. You might as well eat more, little Bruce." Dr. Brief Said the lady. "I have enough food here. I don’t need to be polite with aunt."

Bruce was so touched that tears were left. He really didn’t be polite with Mr. and Mrs. Brief. What I ate was a mouthful Sent in the mouth.

After all, there are not many opportunities to eat.

And he also knows that Mr. and Mrs. Brief are very easy to get along with.

When Bulma came out, he was almost stupid after seeing Bruce.

The grass was filled with small hills of empty plates, and Bruce was sitting in the middle, holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, constantly delivering food to his mouth, and the speed was amazing.

"oh ho ho ho, Bulma, your classmate is really edible." Mrs. Dr. Brief smiled with her hand over her mouth.

"Really healthy." Dr. Brief also said.

Bulma looked at Bruce in a daze.

My heart said you are too good to eat, no wonder the survey data shows that the cafeteria can blacklist you.

But she didn't bother Bruce eating, after all, she had money in her family, and all that was eaten was only one hair from nine oxen.

........

After one hour, Bruce sat slumped in the co-driver of the off-road vehicle, with his hands on his high-bulging belly, his face was contented.

How many years, how many years have been!

He was finally able to have a full meal as he wished.

Mrs. Dr. Brief, good man.