Dragon Ball: Everyone's playing the reincarnation game, huh?

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"Goten, stop fooling around! Don't say anything out of line!" Gohan's expression changed, and he rushed over to pull his brother away, covering his mouth with his hand, afraid that he would say something shocking again.

Why does this child tell everyone everything?

Vegeta's face turned green instantly, the air pressure around him plummeted, veins bulged on his forehead, and anger surged within him.

Leping!

That guy actually dared to sleep with Bulma?

You keep telling everyone everything!

You just wait, I hope I never run into you, or I'll make you pay!

Bulma stood there awkwardly, her face dark and several veins bulging on her forehead, unsure of what to do with her hands.

This happened so many years ago, how did Wutian bring it up again?

"Brother, why won't you let me tell you? I'm telling the truth!" Son Goten pried Son Gohan's hand away and asked with a wronged expression.

"Don't say anything, come with me!" Son Gohan said sternly, forcibly pulling Son Goten away, secretly relieved.

Thankfully, they didn't let him continue, otherwise Aunt Bulma and Uncle Vegeta would definitely have started fighting.

That family will probably fall apart!

Just then, a figure descended from the sky, landing steadily in the courtyard, and greeted with a smile: "Haha, long time no see, everyone's here!"

When everyone looked up, they saw it was Le Ping.

In addition, Le Ping was holding a young girl in his arms.

The girl looked to be in her early twenties, with a slender figure, delicate features, and a touch of shyness on her face.

Keep in mind that Le Ping is already over forty years old, yet he has found such a young and beautiful girlfriend.

He clearly came here specifically to drop by and show off.

Although Le Ping is not young, he is well-maintained and still looks like a handsome middle-aged man. Moreover, he is financially well-off and his skills have not declined.

Not long ago, a hero rescued a damsel in distress, saving a girl who was surrounded by ten strong men.

The two quickly became a couple.

"Goku's here too! Long time no see, I've really missed you all." Yamcha laughed at Goku and the others, then waved to Bulma, his tone casual, "Bulma, you're still so young and beautiful after all these years, how are you?"

Bulma: "..."

Bulma gritted her teeth in hatred, her hands clenched tightly. If it weren't for her image, she would have loved to punch Yamcha.

Vegeta's face was ashen, his expression dark and he remained silent, but his aura was rising wildly, carrying a chilling killing intent, clearly on the verge of exploding.

"Who do we have here? Isn't this Le Ping? It has been quite a long time since we last met. How have you been lately?" Sun Wukong didn't notice anything amiss, and greeted him warmly with a smile.

"Great, let me introduce you all. This is my new girlfriend, Lanxin." Le Ping smiled smugly, hugged the girl in his arms, and said to Lanxin, "Lanxin, they are all my best friends. That's Bulma, the young lady of the Capsule Corporation. I've told you before, we used to be quite close."

"H-Hello everyone, my name is Lanxin, it's a pleasure to meet you all." Lanxin gave a shy bow, her voice soft and her eyes full of nervousness.

The courtyard fell silent instantly; no one spoke.

All eyes were on Vegeta and Bulma, and the oppressive atmosphere emanating from them was palpable.

Yamcha finally realized something was wrong. He looked at Vegeta's murderous eyes and felt the rapidly increasing aura emanating from him, and his heart skipped a beat.

what happened?

Why is Vegeta so angry?

"Vegeta...are you alright? You look terrible. Are you feeling unwell?" Yamcha, unaware of the situation, thought Vegeta was sick and asked kindly.

"Shh!"

Vegeta's figure vanished from his spot in an instant, and the next second he appeared directly opposite Yamcha, so fast that he left behind a blur.

Vegeta had reached his limit!

Le Ping was startled and quickly took two steps back.

Lanxin, who was in his arms, was also startled by the sudden commotion. She clung tightly to Leping's clothes, looking completely bewildered.

"boom!"

Without a word, Vegeta delivered a powerful punch to Yamcha's chest, the force perfectly controlled.

They wanted to make Le Ping suffer enough, but they wouldn't kill him outright.

"puff……"

Yamcha coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground. He grimaced in pain and couldn't get up for a long time: "Vegeta, what are you doing? Ouch!"

Yamcha hasn't experienced much combat since the Cell Games ended.

Although he has not given up cultivation over the years, his combat power has remained at around a thousand, which is considered top among ordinary people.

But compared to Vegeta, it's worlds apart.

If that punch had been delivered by Vegeta at full power, he would have been blown to bits.

"Vegeta, let me handle this! This guy deserves to be taught a lesson!" Bulma rushed forward, eager to fight, and began to punch and kick Yamcha on the ground without holding back.

Le Ping was so dizzy and confused from the beating that he was completely stunned.

What did I do wrong?

How did I suddenly get ganged up on by two people?

Lan Xin stood to the side, her forehead dripping with cold sweat, her mind filled with doubt.

Is this the "best friend" that Le Ping was talking about?

The way they greet each other is so unique!

This is clearly assault!

……

The Underworld, the Great Hall of Yama, the King of Hell.

After Zamasu's body was destroyed by Bardock, his soul drifted to the underworld to report for duty. However, relying on his former status as the North Kai, he forcibly cut in line and stood at the front of the queue with an arrogant expression.

"Uh, you...you are Lord Zamasu, the North Kai of Universe 10?" King Enma recognized him at a glance, quickly stood up from his seat, and respectfully stepped forward to bow to Zamasu's soul form.

After all, he is the King of the Realms, a level higher than Yama.

Yama, the King of Hell, dared not be negligent.

"Since you know my identity, you should know what to do and arrange my whereabouts properly." Zamasu snorted coldly, his tone icy and arrogant, completely disregarding Yama.

"Then... how about we arrange for you to go to Heaven? Heaven has a beautiful environment and you'll have people to take care of you. It's the perfect place for a King of the Kai to live." King Yama asked with a fawning expression, afraid of displeasing Zamasu.

"Otherwise what! Do you want me, a dignified god, to go to that filthy hell?" Zamas retorted coldly, his tone full of disdain and anger.

"No, no! I absolutely wouldn't dare!" King Yama hurriedly waved his hand in a panic, then turned to the two little devils beside him and ordered, "What are you two still standing here for? Hurry up and respectfully take Lord Zamasu to Heaven! If you neglect Lord Kai, you'll be in for a world of hurt!"

"Yes, Lord Yama!"

The two little devils quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply to Zamasu's spirit, their attitude extremely humble: "Lord Zamasu, please come with us, we will take you to heaven now."

Zamasu snorted coldly and followed the two brats toward the entrance to Heaven, his heart filled with hatred.

Bardock!

The guy who killed me, you just wait!

If I could be resurrected one day, I would make you wish you were dead.

I'll make you pay for everything you've done!

However, just as the two little devils were about to lead Zamasu into the entrance to heaven.

"Shh!"

A flash of light, and Jebt and Bardock appeared instantly at the entrance, blocking their path.

Bardock saw Zamasu's spirit form, a faint smile curving his lips, his eyes filled with icy killing intent.

Zamasu instantly recognized Bardock, his spirit form trembling violently, his face turning extremely ugly, and his voice shaking slightly: "You...you've gone too far! I'm already dead, a spirit, and you still chased after me? Can't you leave me any dignity?"

"You slaughtered countless lives in the future and even wanted to destroy all of humanity in the universe. You did so many unforgivable things. Keeping your soul alive is a hidden danger." Bardock's tone was cold and devoid of any sympathy. He had already begun to gather energy in his hand, and a pale blue ball of light slowly took shape in his palm. "Just in case, it would be better to completely destroy your soul."

"Wait...wait! You can't kill me!" Zamasu panicked, waving his hands frantically, his spirit body trembling with fear. "I am a god, you are just an ordinary Saiyan. Killing a god is illegal!"

"Is that so? I thought you'd say something useful, but it seems I was overthinking it." Bardock remained expressionless, the energy ball in his hand instantly surging. "Since you have no last words, then die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bardock hurled the ball of energy in his hand at Zamasu's soul.

The two little devils were so frightened that they didn't dare to stay any longer and scrambled away.

"Boom!"

The energy ball accurately struck Zamasu's soul.

With a loud bang, Zamasu's soul shattered into countless pale blue specks of light, which slowly dissipated into the air.

There is no possibility of restructuring.

This time, Zamasu in this world is truly dead.

“Go back, the matter has been resolved.” Bardock walked to Jebt’s side, his tone calm.

With Zamasu's soul completely destroyed, there's no longer any need to worry about the future of this world being thrown into chaos.

“Yes, Mr. Bardock.” Jebte nodded, raised his hand and placed it on Bardock’s shoulder, his body radiating a faint light that seemed to teleport him instantly.

"Shh!"

With a flash of light, the two instantly returned to Earth, landing precisely in the courtyard of the Universal Capsule Corporation headquarters.

The chaos in the courtyard had subsided, and Le Ping, his face bruised and swollen, was sitting to the side rubbing his chest.

Vegeta and Bulma still didn't look too good.

"Dad? You're back!" When Sun Wukong saw Bardock, he immediately rushed forward excitedly, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Has the Zamas issue been resolved?

Badak nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

He has never been good at expressing himself; a single gesture is enough to say everything.