Super Saiyan

Chapter 2 Real World?

Wright walked on the cement road in a trance, and the number of vehicles and buildings beside him gradually increased.

Gas stations, hotels, supermarkets, white people, black people, yellow people.

There are no space capsules, no suspended vehicles, and no orcs who have taken genetic medicine.

This is not Earth from the Dragon Ball universe.

A devastated Leiters understood the truth.

Without the Dragon Ball that can fulfill wishes, a series of plans to reach the top of the universe after that will become a fantasy and unrealistic.

Ten years of preparation, ambition and forbearance have come to naught, which is a huge blow to anyone, especially Wrights.

The beautiful blueprint he envisioned, the bloody battle he was looking forward to, and the strongest throne he longed for are gone, all gone.

Saiyans have lost their souls like salted fish, wandering the streets like walking dead.

Unknowingly, he walked into the commercial street of the town. There were many shops on both sides, and pedestrians became everywhere.

Many people looked at this weird child curiously, but due to the vigilance of outsiders in remote areas, no one came forward to talk to Leites for the time being.

"Dudu!"

"Dudududu!"

"Go away, you're blocking my car!"

An old Chevrolet stopped behind Wrights, the horn kept honking, seeing that he didn't intend to get out of the way, a young Caucasian man got out of the driver's seat, and grabbed Wrights shoulder with curses.

"Can't you hear me? Shorty!"

The young man grabbed Leites' clothes and pulled them hard.

"what!"

He didn't move for a while, but almost lost his balance. The young man tried again, his face flushed red, but he couldn't move Leitusi's body at all.

"Doo...George, stop playing, hurry up!"

The companions in the car thought the young man was playing and honked the car horn to urge him.

"FK!"

In desperation, the young man was even more annoyed. He turned to Leites and raised his fist, very arrogant.

"What a child."

Thinking this way in the young man's heart, he thought he was a strong dwarf at first.

But he didn't put down his raised fist, instead he was a little more excited.

Children of this age have been blackmailed by him a lot, and they will be scared if they are frightened. Now it is justifiable to charge some mental damage fees.

Thinking of this, a nasty smile appeared on George's face.

"Little devil, you have delayed my time. If you don't want to be beaten, you can hand over all the money you have on you!"

George opened his mouth viciously, acting in his true colors, and he is familiar with the road without any difficulty.

However, what responded to him today was neither panic nor begging for mercy, only a pair of calm eyes staring at him.

That cold gaze seemed to be looking at a mass of non-recyclable garbage.

Faced with this emotionless look, George felt a little flustered for no reason. For the first time, fear grew in his heart during the process of blackmail and bullying.

"asshole!"

It made him feel that his dignity as the ruler of the town's schoolchildren had been violated.

But the fist didn't come down after all.

Another strong arm tugged at his wrist.

"enough!"

The one who suddenly jumped out of the real bravery is a middle-aged white man with a slightly anxious hairline. He is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, which looks exactly like the agent in the movie.

"Don't meddle in your own business, old man."

Seeing that he was an unknown stranger, George unceremoniously swung his other fist towards the middle-aged man's head.

"Ah, it hurts, let go, damn it! Let go quickly."

I saw George knelt down in pain as someone grabbed his knuckles.

The middle-aged man took out a police badge and waved it in front of George's eyes. George was very savvy, and when his attitude changed, he immediately admitted his cowardice.

"Officer, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding."

The young man showed a flattering smile, nodded and bowed.

You must know that the police in the United States have extraordinary law enforcement autonomy. That is to say, if he thinks you are a fatal threat, he can shoot you as a deterrent. If he accidentally shoots you, he deserves it.

"Leave, now."

As if he had been pardoned, George scrambled back to his car, turned the front of the car, slammed on the accelerator, and disappeared after passing an intersection.

"Are you all right, kid."

Having dealt with the bully in the small town, the middle-aged man bent down, looked at the dusty Wrights, and asked about his situation with concern.

"Are you lost?"

Lettus looked at the boy with a good-natured face in front of him, and secretly sighed that he indirectly saved that George once by accident.

As a Saiyan family, although Leiters has a rare good temper, he has a lot of pride in the fighting clan. George's behavior just now can be regarded as provocative.

If no one stopped him, Lettus would definitely take action to teach him a lesson for his parents, and he would definitely not be able to escape after a severe beating. If the young man was even worse, Lettus would not mind secretly destroying his humanity.

After all, he still doesn't know what kind of world he is in, and whether his combat power is weak or strong here.

Too much publicity may cause unnecessary trouble.

After all, the wisdom of our ancestors told us that we should live when we should.

Facing the middle-aged man's question, Leters shook his head, saying that he didn't need help and was about to leave.

But the middle-aged man still pestered him relentlessly, standing in front of him, with a kind attitude and gentle tone, just like an elder.

"Son, what's your name, my name is Coulson, you can also call me Coulson, where are your parents?"

Well, Coulson clearly sees Wrights as a runaway rebellious kid.

"Thanks, I don't need help."

After all, Coulson had good intentions, and Wrights patiently explained.

"Son, I'm a policeman. Does the police know? Believe me, go home. There is no contradiction in this world that cannot be resolved."

Seeing Coulson's appearance tended to make a long speech, Leiters couldn't cope with this the most, he felt a pain in the head, and was thinking of showing a little speed and escaping, but he heard unexpected information in his ear.

"Sir, 084 has been initially controlled, and the nearby warning line has been set up..."

Even if Coulson turned his head and pressed the tiny earphones, Wrights' excellent hearing still captured extraordinary information.

"...People from the technical department can't move 084. Agent Patton is guarding around 084. Please give me a new order from the chief."

(End of this chapter)