"What… what did you say?"
The smile on Demon King Piccolo's face froze instantly. For a moment he even wondered if he had heard wrong.
This tiny human… actually called him weak?
Nearby, Master Roshi was glaring angrily at Broly.
His face still hurt from being smashed into the ground, but what angered him even more was Broly's apparent betrayal.
"What are you doing, Broly?! You nearly scared the life out of me!" Roshi shouted furiously, pointing straight at Broly. His beard trembled with rage.
"If I didn't stop you," Broly replied calmly, "you would have died using that technique called the Evil Containment Wave, right?"
His clear eyes stared straight at Roshi.
Roshi: "..."
It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him.
All his anger vanished instantly.
The Evil Containment Wave consumed the user's life force. That was a rule proven by Master Mutaito himself.
"So I guessed right," Broly said with relief, taking another bite of his chicken drumstick.
"Y-you brat!" Roshi's face turned red with anger.
"I don't know whether I should thank you or beat you senseless! Yes, you saved my life! But you destroyed our only chance to seal him! You even smashed the rice cooker! How are we supposed to deal with him now?!"
"If I didn't break it," Broly replied logically, "you would keep trying to use the Evil Containment Wave."
Roshi was speechless again.
"I don't want you to die," Broly muttered unhappily.
"Even if the Dragon Balls can revive you… while you're dead, who will cook for me? Who will prepare my food? I'll starve."
Roshi's veins popped.
He jumped forward and smashed his forehead into Broly's head.
I almost felt touched for a second!
And this brat only cares about food!
"And another thing," Broly added while rubbing his head, "before you die, remember to leave your inheritance to me. Write my name in your will. The house, the capsule food storage, your savings…"
"Even if I did," Roshi sighed heavily, "we probably won't leave here alive to enjoy them."
He slowly turned to face Piccolo, whose expression had grown darker and darker.
The air was thick with killing intent.
Piccolo's Fury
"Are you two done talking?" Piccolo asked coldly.
He stared at Roshi with deep hatred.
"You old fossil. You were quite arrogant just now. I didn't expect someone besides Mutaito to know the Evil Containment Wave. But unfortunately…"
"Your only chance was destroyed by your dear grandson."
Piccolo's voice turned cruel.
"Next, I'll make you understand what real suffering is."
"I'll torture you slowly… with rhythm."
"You'll regret ever being born!"
Roshi's Last Order
"Broly… listen carefully."
Roshi took a deep breath and lowered his voice.
"I'll risk my life to hold him back."
"You turn around and run as fast as you can. Run far away. Never come back."
"Got it," Broly replied casually.
He nodded while holding the chicken bone left from his meal.
Piccolo laughed loudly.
"Now let me think about how to torture you properly!"
"Hahaha! You will die with rhythm! That's the punishment for daring to use the Evil Containment Wave on me!"
The Chicken Bone Attack
Just as Piccolo threw his head back and laughed—
"Whoosh!"
A faint sound cut through the air.
Broly flicked his finger.
The greasy chicken bone shot forward like a bullet.
Its speed was terrifying.
So fast that Piccolo couldn't even react.
Before he realized it—
"SMACK!"
The chicken bone slammed directly into Piccolo's nose.
"CRACK!"
His nose bone broke instantly.
Pain exploded across his face.
Piccolo's arrogant laughter froze.
His expression twisted in agony.
Meanwhile—
The smile had transferred to Broly's face.
Broly looked at Piccolo holding his nose and laughed happily.
The chicken bone he had casually thrown had hit the target perfectly.
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