Dragon Ball Roshi-Chapter 180 - : Enforcers?

On an unknown planet.

Night fell, the sky above was filled with stars, the layout of the constellations vastly different from the Earth's sky. The most obvious feature was that there were two moons hanging in the night sky. One was red, a crescent moon, like a sickle hanging overhead; the other was white, a full moon, radiating a clear and gentle moonlight...

Looking at the full moon, Taro suddenly thought of the Saiyans.

He wondered where this race was wandering now... From the Yardrat people back then, he knew that the Saiyans did indeed exist in the galaxy at least now. But the galaxy was too vast and too empty. Most of it was empty space, and the Saiyans seemed to be in the "starship society" stage, drifting aimlessly in the galaxy.

But he wasn't interested in the Saiyans at this time.

"Dad, eat this!" Ninn held up a skewer of meat on a thin stick, already grilled and dripping with golden oil, the aroma spreading everywhere. Yes, this family of four was now gathered around a campfire on an alien planet, having a barbecue. The meat was from local wild beasts hunted on the spot, and the grill was conjured by Taro using magic.

Looking at his daughter's cute, silly face, covered in grease from eating, Tam couldn't help but smile. He didn't refuse the little girl's kindness, leaned over and took a bite. It was a bit hot. He chewed a few times and swallowed, praising, "Mmm, delicious. Ninn grilled the meat wonderfully."

Ninn smiled, her eyes narrowed, and also lowered her head to munch on the meat, but then suddenly looked up and said, "This one was grilled by Grandpa."

Tam was stunned. Hathaway, beside Ninn, covered her mouth and smiled, the campfire light reflecting on her face. Tam's face darkened, and he looked at the old man opposite Ninn. Taro had a faint smile on his face, his fingers pointing at some skewers on the campfire grill, occasionally turning them remotely. The skewers followed the movement of his fingers, grilling evenly and thoroughly.

Hmph, Tam turned his head away, not yet in the mood to talk to him.

But...

This journey was very long, and Tam would eventually have to let out his worries or rather, his inner conflicts. And this was also Taro's purpose. Living alone for so long had caused this child to develop a habit of keeping everything bottled up inside. Taro needed him to explode, to say everything in his heart.

Or "fight" it out.

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On the ninth day of their second interstellar journey, on another unknown planet.

This planet was neither a primitive planet without intelligent life nor a planet with indigenous civilization. Instead, it had been invaded, transformed, resold by the Frieza Force, and bought by a certain cosmic tycoon.

This cosmic tycoon didn't seem to have any plans to use this purchased planet as a "housing planet" or a "parking planet", because there were still many native slaves on this planet, and many roles similar to mercenaries, wandering warriors, or interstellar lone fighters from all over the universe.

There were many cities on the planet with very mixed populations. There was no concept of "countryside" because centralized management was implemented here. Any spacefarer who landed here had to accept this control and stay in the hotels of the major cities. Of course, all for a fee. However, those who were capable could also accept tasks issued by the hotels to earn a certain amount of reward.

In fact, the reward was secondary. Being able to solve problems for the big boss behind the scenes, the owner of this colonized planet, was what those mercenaries or wandering warriors sought. As long as they could catch the eye of a big shot at this level... then their future days would be too good. Everyone knew that hanging out with this kind of cosmic tycoon was much more comfortable than hanging out with Frieza, that tyrannical madman. Although the Frieza Force was more imposing, no one in the entire galaxy dared to act arrogantly in front of those wearing Frieza Force uniforms.

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However...

On this day, a building like a multi-story house appeared in a "rural" area far from the cities on this planet. The current management of the planet hadn't built this building. If someone were to observe this place twenty-four hours a day, they would find that in the evening, a spherical spaceship suddenly appeared here out of thin air. And outside the spherical spaceship was a middle-aged-looking man.

As soon as the man appeared with the spaceship, he seemed to sense something. He immediately chanted a spell and waved his hand, setting up something — if someone was mentally sharp, they would be able to detect that within a circular area of about one hundred meters centered on him, a special magic barrier had been set up, shielding all external means of detection from this place.

As soon as Taro arrived here, he felt a sense of being "watched". He instantly sensed the presence of "piles" of dense ki reactions on this planet. After casually setting up the shielding barrier, he released his spiritual power and vaguely scanned around (without connecting his spirit with others, after all, he couldn't perform a divine sense sweep like in fantasy novels). He vaguely sensed that this planet seemed to be in a "technological civilization".

"Is it a global monitoring system?" Taro thought silently, looking up at the darkening sky, "Could there be satellites above? Or other means?" He shook his head. Even if there were satellites, they were too far from the ground, and since they were purely mechanical and had no life reactions, even he couldn't detect them.

"What's wrong?" Hathaway and Tam, who was holding the sleeping Ninn, came out of the spaceship, with the Phoenix hovering at low altitude. Hathaway walked over, saw Taro's expression, and couldn't help but ask.

"... It's nothing," Taro retracted his gaze. He chanted a spell, and instantly, the surrounding area stirred without any wind. Many materials — turf, soil, trees... flew up, and finally, under the influence of magic, transformed into a multi-story building before the four of them. Taro said, "Rest for one night, and we'll continue tomorrow."

This kind of illusion-like method... not to mention Hathaway, even Tam had completely gotten used to it.

He had long stopped thinking of his old man as a human.

In fact, before Taro returned, during the more than twenty years he spent growing up, thinking, and striving on his own, he had already deduced this from his scant childhood memories. However, although he had already determined at that time that his unreliable father was an unusual person, he hadn't expected him to be this unusual, this unusual, this unusual.

Therefore, this night, he called Taro out, and the two had a big fight. Of course, Taro didn't fight back, nor could he fight back. He stood there and let Tam "beat" him for half an hour. Finally, Tam was so exhausted that he collapsed on the ground.

"Feeling better?" Taro sat down next to Tam, who was lying on the ground, and looked at the sky.

"You old geezer... you're really a bastard..." Tam said through clenched teeth, his arm covering his eyes.

Taro remained silent.

Tam didn't stop and said in one breath: "Mom is the same. How could you two be so willful? I was only eight years old! What exactly... allowed you to be so heartless as to leave me alone at my grandmother's house?" He gradually calmed down, took a breath, and said plainly: "I know, the older I get, the more I understand... you, especially you, old man, are not a ordinary person... Instant Transmission, flying through the air... how could ordinary person do that? Perhaps... Perhaps you had things you had to do... I constantly used this reason to comfort myself, but..."

He clenched his teeth again, saying resentfully: "But when I saw you come back, I, I still couldn't just forgive you like that! It was just a blink of an eye... a blink of an eye, and you, you've become so old!" His voice was low, almost like a roar.

Taro didn't turn his head, but he sensed that his son, lying beside him, was silently shedding tears.

"On my tenth birthday, you weren't there. When I first entered school, you weren't there either. When I was sad, you weren't there. When I was happy, you weren't there. When I became an adult, you weren't there either. When I deliberately went astray, thinking someone would stop me, thinking someone would suddenly appear, grab my ears, scold me, beat me up, you still weren't there." Tam's voice trembled slightly, and he seemed to sniffle, "You were so young in my memory, but when you came back, you were like this? Why? Was anything that important?"

Taro turned his head and saw Tam take away the arm covering his eyes, revealing red eyes and a face full of tears. He suddenly sat up straight, glaring at Taro, who was looking at him, and roared, "Was it that important?!" The last two words even had a tone of mockery.

"... I can't explain anything to you," Taro could only say this. He shook his head. "But it won't happen again."

Tam "heh" laughed, stretched out his arms and plopped back down, looking at the large and different starry sky, murmuring, "It's good that I'm not like you. Hehe.. it's good that I'm not... and won't be."

Taro was silent. Finally, he asked, "What about Ninn? What do you plan to do in the future?"

Tam didn't move. He understood the meaning in his father's words and said calmly, "I will find another woman who can accept Ninn, who can take good care of her, who can give her complete maternal love and remarry. I'm just an ordinary person." He turned his head and looked at Taro.

Taro was silent again.

Suddenly, he raised his palm and struck in a certain direction in the dark environment!

Tam was stunned. He sat up in confusion, and then he saw his father's hand, which had struck in that direction, being pulled back, forming a claw shape. Then a series of wails came from far to near, getting closer and closer, and a ball of white light was getting closer and closer! By the moonlight, he could see clearly that it was a group of... aliens? Being captured by energy hands conjured by his father!

"Who are these people?" Tam quickly wiped the traces on his face with his sleeve and asked in confusion.

Taro coldly glanced at the alien warriors restrained by his Dragon Claw. In fact, these people weren't weak. The strongest among them had a combat power of nearly ten thousand. But at this time, they could only be held together in a pile, looking at Taro with pitiful, begging eyes, saying words of mercy like "Spare me".

However, Taro certainly didn't need them to explain why they approached this place. He had already swept their minds with mind reading when these people were brought before him.

"A bunch of trash."

Taro didn't even look at these people. The giant palm created by Ki Mimicry suddenly expanded and grew larger, completely enveloping these people, and then suddenly contracted. After a muffled sound, everyone vanished along with the ki giant palm.

Watching his father casually kill so many ferocious-looking aliens and then lightly furrow his brow, Tam didn't dare to speak for a while. Taro noticed something, glanced at Tam, but didn't say anything. He was waiting for someone, or rather, something.

Not long after, the person he was waiting for arrived.

The sound of air being torn apart streaked across the sky from the upper right. The other party landed here with a "bang", as if they had been dropped. Taro stood up and calmly looked over. What kind of appearance did the enforcers that the people(the ones he just killed) who had fled the city out of panic were afraid of have? He was somewhat interested.

"Boom!" Taro flipped his hand and threw out a ki ball for illumination, flying above them and emitting a strong white light.

It illuminated the appearance of the newcomer in every detail.

It didn't matter how bizarre the other party looked. For martial artists, the characteristics of "ki" were the greatest reliance for identifying a person. And Taro just happened to feel a sense of familiarity after sensing the other party's ki. That trace of... cold, tyrannical, bloody ki...

Taro frowned, looking at this strange-looking enforcer opposite him, identifying the characteristics of the other's ki. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, and the face of a certain emperor appeared. Even he couldn't help but blurt out:

"Frieza!?"