Dragon Ball: I bet my left arm on my future

Frieza is definitely not a fool as he can become the overlord of the universe.

On the contrary, he is very smart.

He clearly remembered that the Saiyan in front of him had the power to kill him in an instant.

Therefore, it is impossible for him to take the initiative to provoke others or to rush into a flame knowing that he will die.

Frieza's eyes moved between Son Gohan and Cooler, and finally he thought of a possibility.

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Gula, did you bring my father and I back to life?"

What he could not have imagined was that

Gula's figure flashed, and his fist hit Frieza's lower abdomen.

Frieza rolled on the ground, holding his hands to his stomach, and cried out in bitterness.

"Call me brother." Gula stood there, looking down at him.

"Well, you're crazy~" Frieza raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot.

Asshole, you beat him up as soon as you see him?

If he really couldn't beat him, he would have to kill Gula.

The Kurdish king looked at this scene and just twitched his mouth, but did not say anything.

This wasn't the first time this had happened, and he was used to it.

Son Gohan put his hands in his pockets and looked at this strange family of three with interest.

With his strength reaching this level, everyone seems cute to him.

Gula looked down at Frieza lying on the ground and said coldly: "It is true that I resurrected the two of you. Don't commit suicide again in the future. I will not save you again."

"No~"

Frieza covered his lower abdomen and struggled to get up.

"I won't thank you..." he said with narrowed eyes.

Listening to Frieza's words, Cooler didn't care.

To be honest, he resurrected Frieza and King Cold on a whim.

There is actually no family affection among their clan.

There is no such thing as blood is thicker than water like with other races.

The ruthless Kurdish royal family, even if they are fathers and sons, or brothers, will be killed at any time as long as they have lost their usefulness.

The word "family affection" is too unfamiliar to them.

"It doesn't matter. I didn't expect you to say thank you." Gula said and looked at the Kurdish king again.

The Kurdish king also looked over.

Eyes facing each other.

The Kurdish king was also very helpless about his son.

Gula has always been the strongest among the three of them.

Moreover, during this meeting, he discovered that his eldest son had become even more unfathomable, and he was filled with fear.

Even though I was speechless in my heart, I didn't dare to ask.

Gula pondered for two seconds and said again:

"Father, you have been dead for too long. The universe has changed dramatically now, and many powerful people have gathered. Your power is very small, so you should keep a low profile in the future, otherwise you will die without knowing how."

The Kurdish king looked stunned.

Responded: "Ah, yes, okay."

Gula stopped talking.

Being able to remind people of these things is already the most I can do.

Frieza stared at Son Gohan's face for a while, and suddenly he seemed to understand something.

He stared with eyes wide open, and said incredulously: "You are the son of Sun Wukong, the mushroom-headed one, right?"

Mushroom-head son?

Son Gohan recalled that when he first went to Namek, he did have a mushroom head. He didn't expect that Frieza was so impressed by it.

You actually remembered it at this time?

So he smiled and said, "King Frieza has a good memory. Yes, it is me, Son Gohan."

Son Gohan was only 5 years old at the time, but after becoming furious, he was able to fight him for a short time.

Frieza still has fresh memories.

Now, she has become an existence that he fears.

Frieza felt a pang in his heart.

He crossed his arms, tilted his head and said, "Sure enough, you're just as annoying as your father."

"Hmph, Super Saiyan, what an annoying memory..."

Son Gohan didn't care either.

Now, if he wanted to kill Frieza, it would be easier than crushing an ant.

It’s really nothing.

Son Gohan said: "Frieza, try to practice, it will make you stronger."

"Practice?" Frieza was stunned.

"That's right, your brother became strong through training." Son Gohan clenched his fist, raised his head, and pointed at Coola with his thumb.

"Hmph!" Gula snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Frieza was unfamiliar with the word "training".

The Kurdish king was also unfamiliar.

For those who are born strong, they don't need to practice at all. They can dominate the universe and have few rivals.

So why should we practice?

But then a lot of things happened, they died, and only now have they been resurrected.

They are no longer as majestic as they used to be.

Stronger people than them emerged like mushrooms after rain and surpassed them.

So they both thought seriously about Son Gohan's suggestion.

Son Gohan had no doubt whether Frieza could really become powerful through training.

Frieza in the original world is not bad, and the Cooler in front of him is the best proof.

Their clan has such talent.

Having said that, Son Gohan raised his finger and pointed out.

In an instant, a beam of light flew straight towards Frieza and poured into his brain.

This is the method of cultivation.

At first, Frieza thought that Son Gohan was going to attack him, but before he could react, his mind received the training knowledge from Son Gohan and he was immersed in it for a while.

Do it all.

Son Gohan said to Coola, "Coola, do you want to go back to the South Galaxy or stay here?"

"Go back to the South Galaxy." Gula said.

"Okay." Son Gohan nodded, and then said, "Think carefully about what the High Priest said, and give me an answer when you have made up your mind."

"Okay, I understand." Gula nodded.

"Then I'll take you back to the South Galaxy. Goodbye." Son Gohan said and waved his hand.

Under Son Gohan's great magical power, Fura's body disappeared on the spot and was sent to the Southern Galaxy.

Frieza and King Cold looked at this scene in shock. They racked their brains but could not imagine what kind of incredible method this was.

After all, their knowledge is already too far behind by several major versions.

Both father and son swallowed their saliva.

He blinked and looked at Son Gohan, shocked and horrified.

Son Gohan smiled and said, "Then I should go too. Goodbye, both of you!"

After saying that, Son Gohan did not linger any longer. His body flashed and teleported to the planetary castle near the earth.

He still has a lot of things to do now.

The first thing, of course, is to complete the work content of the law enforcement officer of the divine world.

But before doing this, Son Gohan wanted to study the heart of the universe in the dimension first.

Come to the planet castle.

Son Gohan looked up at the sky full of golden auspicious clouds, then sat down cross-legged under a sacred tree.

He transformed this planetary castle into an extremely comfortable one, filled with abundant vital energy and full of vitality, just like the King of Gods Realm.

Breathing the fresh air, Son Gohan plans to take out the Heart of the Universe for research.

But the next moment, his expression became strange.

"Eh? Sprouting?"

That’s right, the Heart of the Universe that he threw into the other-dimensional space actually took root and sprouted.

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