Dragon Ball: I Will Become an Angel as a Saiyan - Chapter 45
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When Ren and Broly stepped off the airship, Jaco recognized their identities at a glance.
Can Jaco not be afraid?
The information I received clearly stated that only one Saiyan came to earth.
This is strange.
“Pfft… Sis, you know some interesting aliens,” Bulma suddenly burst into laughter, holding her sister’s hand and saying, “My aliens made you cry in just a few moves.”
Tights: “????”
“Aliens? Are they two aliens?” Tights was stunned, immediately scrutinizing Ren and Broly up and down.
Then, Tights noticed the tails behind the two.
Tights’s pupils contracted, and her complexion instantly paled.
Aren’t they the Saiyans Jaco mentioned, the warrior race?
Why are they here?
Why do they know Dad and Sister?
“Sis, let me introduce you. They are also aliens my dad and I just met. He’s Ren, and that silly guy is Broly,” Bulma introduced immediately.
“Silly?” Tights was slightly startled, turning her head to look at Broly.
Broly remained silent, still stepping on Jaco.
Jaco felt like dying.
Tights looked closely and indeed found this person a bit silly.
After witnessing such a terrifying scene, the old man couldn’t help but tremble.
Both saw Jaco’s formidable strength before this, whether the old man or Tights.
Jaco easily defeated many people with guns.
But encountering that kid named Broly, they were made to cry by him.
“Broly, be polite,” scolded Ren.
Broly grinned foolishly, releasing Jaco and returning to Ren’s side.
Ren stepped forward, extending a friendly hand to Jaco, and asked concernedly, “Are you okay?”
“You…” Jaco was about to refuse Ren’s handshake when he saw Broly glaring behind Ren.
Jaco’s whole body instantly turned pale, recalling the kid’s words.
When Ren speaks, others should be polite.
Otherwise, they’ll be beaten by him…
Jaco shuddered and quickly reached out, shaking hands with Ren.
Ren pulled Jaco up, dusted him off with some apology, and said, “Sorry about that, my friend got a bit carried away. Are you okay?”
“I… I’m fine… After all, I’m also an elite warrior of the Galactic Patrol. That level of attack is nothing,” Jaco forced a bitter smile.
Ren patted Jaco’s arm, nodded gently, and smiled, “Good to hear.”
“I’m fine…” Jaco wiped his sweat.
Ren knew that although Broly looked foolish, he was anything but stupid.
Just now, Broly’s attacks were well-controlled.
Otherwise, with Broly’s combat power, if those attacks had hit Jaco, he would have been crippled if not killed.
“Bulma, how did you meet these two aliens?” Tights looked at Bulma strangely.
“Ren asked Dad for help to modify the spaceship and landed it at our house,” Bulma answered truthfully.
“Ren? The more handsome-looking one?” Tights asked again.
“Yeah, that’s him,” Bulma nodded.
“Do you know their identity?” Tights asked fearfully, lowering her voice to Bulma.
“Aliens? Do we need to know more about their identity?” Bulma blinked her big eyes strangely.
“According to Jaco, they might be Saiyans who came to destroy all humans,” Tights said tremblingly.
“Hey, Ren, my sister said you and Broly are here to destroy all humans. Is that true?” Bulma directly approached to inquire.
Tights: “…”
Tights was speechless.
Why are you asking so directly?
You silly sister.
“What do you think?” Ren smiled.
“I don’t think so; you don’t seem like a bad person,” Bulma shook her head with a sparkle in her cute big eyes.
“Yeah, I wouldn’t do such a thing,” Ren nodded.
“Sis, are you relieved now?” Bulma smiled.
Tights didn’t speak.
Brief silence.
“Hello, Ren, I’m Tights, Bulma’s sister,” Tights approached, extending a friendly hand to Ren.
Ren and Tights shook hands, and he silently observed her for a moment.
Tights was quite good-looking, but probably due to her age, her development wasn’t very good.
Her appearance and everything else were okay, and her hands were relatively tender.
“Ren, how old are you?” Tights asked.
“I’m five years old,” Ren replied.
“Oh, quite promising,” Tights nodded, then looked at Broly and continued to ask Ren, “And him?”
“He’s the same age as me,” Ren said.
Tights didn’t say much more, then walked to Jaco’s side, lowered her head, and asked softly, “Didn’t you say you could handle Saiyans aged 3 to 5?.”
“Shut up…” Jaco wiped his sweat, “This is an exception!”
“So, is what you said about aliens coming to attack earth true or false? You’ve confused me,” Tights asked, both crying and laughing, “Ren doesn’t seem like a bad person.”
“Do the words ‘bad person’ appear on his face? You don’t know how terrifying Saiyans are!” Jaco gritted his teeth, his voice like a mosquito’s buzz, afraid that Broly would overhear.
“You haven’t eaten? I can’t even hear you talking with such a small voice,” Tights said.
“Hmph, I didn’t say anything,” Jaco hummed.
The old man, Dr. Briefs, prepared a sumptuous dinner for Dr. Briefs.
It’s just that with Broly, the big eater, this food table isn’t enough.
Fortunately, Dr. Briefs had prepared snacks in a capsule so Broly could eat his fill.
Ren didn’t eat much.
Saiyans don’t eat as much as 40 people at every meal; sometimes, they just need to eat more than normal people.
Only after intense battles or when transforming into a Great Ape and consuming a lot of energy do they need to replenish their strength by eating large amounts of food.
“By the way, you said you’re a Galactic Patrolman?” Ren suddenly focused his attention on Jaco.
Broly stopped eating, turned his head, and stared at Jaco intently.
Jaco swallowed a mouthful of food, somewhat afraid, glanced at Broly, and then nodded at Ren, honestly answering, “Yes, I’m Galactic Patrolman Jaco.”
“What’s your strength among the Galactic Patrol?” Ren asked.
“I’m an elite warrior of the Galactic Patrol,” Jaco replied.
Bulma: “…”
Tights: “…”
The two sisters looked at each other.
What an elite warrior.
Made to cry by a 5-year-old kid in just a couple of moves.
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