"That's right, it's us," said Number 17 with a smile.
"Who are you?" Le Ping demanded.
"You don't need to know who we are, because you're going to be a dead man soon," sneered Number 20.
"What did you say? Do you know who I am! I'm a renowned warrior!" Le Ping pointed to himself with his thumb.
"Slap!"
Number 20 didn't waste any more words. With a swift grab forward, he seized Le Ping by the neck.
Le Ping: "..."
This guy's speed is incredible.
Le Ping struggled desperately.
Immediately after, a terrifying scene unfolded before Le Ping.
Le Ping's tragic realization was that the more he struggled, the faster the energy within him dissipated.
What's going on?
I feel like my energy is disappearing.
Did this guy absorb it?
"Pfft!"
Just as Le Ping was thinking this.
Number 20 thrust a palm forward, piercing directly through Le Ping's abdomen. His arm emerged from Le Ping's back, trailing bright red blood.
Le Ping immediately felt his life force rapidly draining away.
"Scrape!"
Number 20 withdrew his hand from Le Ping's body.
Blood sprayed from Le Ping's stomach.
"Bang!"
Number 20 casually tossed Le Ping aside like trash.
Le Ping fell to the ground, assuming a classic Le Ping pose, utterly deceased.
"An incredibly weak opponent," Number 20 chuckled softly.
"Shall we continue to destroy other cities?" suggested Number 19.
"Of course," Number 20 nodded. "We'll eventually lure out Son Goku and the others."
...
Mount Paozu.
Son Goku's home.
Son Goku lay in bed, clutching his chest, gasping for air, his face pale and covered in a cold sweat.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Gohan circled anxiously.
"I remember now. Trunks from back then mentioned that Son Goku would contract some kind of viral heart disease," Piccolo frowned. "Given Goku's current symptoms, it's highly likely he has viral heart disease."
"Huh? Viral heart disease? Let's take Dad to the hospital right away," Gohan said.
"It's no use. I heard that in this era, this disease is incurable," Piccolo shook his head.
"Incurable? Then what should we do?" Chi-Chi panicked.
"Find Vegeta. That guy Trunks gave Vegeta some special medicine that should be able to cure Son Goku's heart condition," Piccolo said. "Gohan, you need to go to Vegeta's house immediately! See if Vegeta is home! If he's not home, but Bulma is, have her contact Vegeta."
"Yes!" Gohan immediately took to the sky, flying rapidly towards Capsule Corporation headquarters.
Soon, Gohan arrived at Capsule Corporation headquarters and saw Vegeta playing with Trunks.
"Brother Gohan!" Little Trunks chirped.
Little Trunks was already three years old and could speak.
"Uncle Vegeta!" Gohan said urgently.
"It's Gohan? What brings you here?" Vegeta asked.
"Uncle Vegeta, Uncle Piccolo mentioned that when the future Trunks came to our time, he gave you some special medicine for viral heart disease," Gohan said.
"Is Kakarot sick?" Vegeta asked.
"My dad is dying..." Gohan said quickly.
"Alright, I'll go take a look," Vegeta nodded. He immediately took Trunks and used Instant Transmission, appearing in Son Goku's room in an instant.
Vegeta took a brief look. Indeed, Son Goku was gravely ill.
Vegeta administered the special medicine Trunks had given him to Son Goku.
After taking the medicine, Son Goku's expression gradually calmed, and he soon fell asleep.
"Thank you, Vegeta," Chi-Chi stepped forward to express her gratitude.
"You're welcome," Vegeta smiled.
"Stay for dinner," Chi-Chi suggested.
"No thanks, you all eat," Vegeta shook his head and said to Trunks, "Trunks, let's go back."
"Dad, I want to fly back! I want to fly in the sky like Brother Gohan," Trunks said.
"Alright, then we'll fly back," Vegeta agreed without objection and took Trunks, leisurely flying up into the sky.
Piccolo: "..."
Are you two treating me as if I don't exist?
Is my presence that weak? Not even a word?
Vegeta and Trunks soared through the sky.
Just as they were enjoying their flight.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Two figures suddenly appeared directly in front of Vegeta and Trunks, blocking their path.
Vegeta squinted and looked.
Aren't these Androids 19 and 20?
These two have activated?
Time flies so fast.
If Kakarot hadn't fallen ill, I would have almost forgotten about the Androids.
During these three years, Vegeta had spent most of his free time accompanying Trunks' growth.
Children need to be accompanied from a young age.
"Vegeta! Am I correct?" Number 20 asked with a smile.
"Indeed," Vegeta nodded.
"Dad, who are they? They look so scary," Trunks said.
"Although they look scary, they are actually just paper tigers," Vegeta reassured him.
"Vegeta, your strength is impressive," Number 20 sneered. "You defeated King Piccolo, and you are the Prince of the Saiyans. Your energy must be immense."
"Vegeta, you're out of luck meeting us here," Number 19 smiled. "That little guy is your son, isn't he?"
"Dad, who are they? Are they your friends?" Trunks asked.
"No, they are bad guys," Vegeta patted Trunks' little head. "Trunks, haven't you always wanted to be a hero? How about you defeat these two bad guys?"
"Okay, I'll try," Trunks nodded.
"Go ahead," Vegeta smiled.
"Boom!"
Trunks immediately boosted his energy.
Then, Trunks turned into a streak of light and instantly appeared directly in front of Number 19.
"What?" Number 19 was stunned.
How could this little guy be so fast?
Number 20's eyes widened as well, showing a look of disbelief.
"Bang!"
Trunks landed an uppercut, hitting Number 19 squarely in the chest.
"Pfft..."
Number 19 coughed out a mouthful of engine oil, feeling immense shock.
"Bang!"
Trunks delivered a spinning heel kick, directly striking Number 19.
"Boom!"
Number 19 plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily onto the ground and leaving a large crater.