Black knew that a handgun was useless against Son Goku.
Firing it in front of him would only provoke a direct clash.
Besides, Violet was already on the verge of death—she would die even without a finishing shot.
So he immediately tossed the pistol aside and raised both hands toward Goku.
"You're finally here, Son Goku."
Goku scanned the room.
Aside from the heavily injured Violet, a short, middle-aged man lay dead on the floor nearby.
There was a bloody bullet hole in the center of his forehead, his eyes still wide open in disbelief.
Goku knew who he was.
Marshal Red—the leader of the Red Ribbon Army.
It was more or less what Goku had expected: an internal collapse.
Just with Violet caught in the middle.
Then two glowing orbs caught Goku's eye.
"Dragon Balls."
He walked over and picked them up. "These are mine."
Black said, "Mr. Goku, how about we collect all seven Dragon Balls together… and rule the world?"
"Rule the world?" Goku repeated.
Seeing the clear, innocent look in Goku's eyes, Black began selling his dream with enthusiasm.
"Yes, that's right—rule the world.
We can reshape everything exactly how we want.
Wealth. Power. Status. Women.
Whatever you want, you'll have it all. How about it?"
At that moment, Violet weakly opened her eyes and looked at Goku.
"Son Goku… he's evil. Once he gets what he wants, he'll turn on you… don't trust him…"
"Cough—!"
She began coughing violently, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.
Black frowned, regretting that he hadn't finished her off earlier.
He turned back to Goku, forcing a gentler smile.
"Son Goku, you have overwhelming strength, and I have the ability to govern an army.
If we join forces, this world will be ours.
With your power, how could I ever hurt you?"
Goku ignored him and walked straight to Violet.
He took out a small green bean in front of her.
"Open your mouth. Eat this."
Violet, pale and weak, looked at him in confusion.
She was already dying—she didn't understand what he was doing.
Seeing her hesitate, Goku pried her mouth open and popped the bean inside.
"Swallow it. You'll be fine."
She chewed and swallowed.
Instantly, a warm current surged through her entire body.
Her pain vanished. Her strength returned. Her wounds closed.
She stared at her hands in disbelief.
"What… what just happened?"
"What did you give me?"
Goku said, "That was a senzu bean. It heals all injuries. Congratulations—you're not dying today."
Violet's eyes filled with gratitude. She stood up and bowed deeply.
"Thank you for saving me. From this day on, I, Violet, will serve you!"
Goku shook his head.
"No need. Just leave this place and be a good person. You're free."
Warmth flooded her heart. She bowed again.
"Thank you."
Goku turned back to Black.
"Alright, Black. Where were we?"
Black stiffened. "About… ruling the world."
Goku nodded. "Oh, right. Then go on. Keep lying."
Black: "..."
He was completely choked.
All the fancy speeches he'd prepared suddenly sounded ridiculous.
He had thought he could fool this kid—but Goku had seen through everything.
Black's expression darkened.
"Fine. Then how about this—you become the supreme commander of the Red Ribbon Army, and I'll serve as your strategist. You'll rule the world!"
"I'm not interested in ruling the world."
Black's eyes turned cold.
"Then it seems there's only one option left."
He dropped into a martial artist's stance.
Violet immediately warned, "Be careful—he's very skilled!"
Goku nodded and raised his guard.
Black lunged forward, throwing a punch.
Goku didn't even move his feet—he simply tilted his head slightly and dodged it.
Black followed with a kick.
Goku casually leaned aside.
Goku shook his head in boredom.
"You're too slow. You don't even get me excited."
Then—he stomped the ground and shot forward.
An elbow slammed into Black's stomach.
"Urgh!"
Black staggered back, clutching his abdomen.
His eyes bulged, veins standing out on his forehead, saliva spilling from his mouth.
That single blow nearly took him out.
T-this is his real strength?!
Regret hit him like a tidal wave.
"I'm an idiot… How did I ever think I could fight someone who tanks bullets and artillery?"
"I should've used that thing from the start…"
Goku crossed his arms.
"Since I came all this way, at least make it interesting. Show me all your tricks."
Black froze—then his eyes lit up.
Goku was being arrogant.
And arrogance was opportunity.
He threw out a capsule. With a flash, a massive combat robot appeared.
Black jumped inside.
"Hehehe… Son Goku, you shouldn't have given me this chance. I've already won!"
Goku smiled. "A tin can won't save you."
"A tin can?" Black sneered.
"This is Dr. Gero's masterpiece. Top-tier materials, top-tier engineering. You're dead!"
The mech's arm aimed at Goku.
A compressed stream of superheated fire blasted out.
Goku dodged as it melted a huge hole in the concrete floor.
Black laughed wildly. "See? Terrifying, isn't it? I'll erase you next!"
The mech burst through the ceiling and took to the air, firing a laser beam.
Goku dodged again—but the building behind him was vaporized.
Black lost sight of him.
"Hehehe… did you turn to ash?"
"I win!"
Then—
Goku appeared directly in front of the mech, arms crossed, staring at him.
"Idiot. What are you laughing at?"
Black's blood ran cold.
"When did you—?!"
He swung the mech's massive fist at Goku.
Goku didn't dodge.
He caught it.
"What?!"
Black tried to pull the arm back, maxing out the power.
It wouldn't budge.
Goku grabbed the mech's fist with both hands.
"Impossible… how can human strength match a machine?!"
Then Goku lifted—
And swung the entire multi-ton mech into the air like a toy.
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