In the palace of Frieza in the North Galaxy, Frieza was not as personable as Quevera after receiving the news, and at this time he was angry and destroyed everything he saw.

"Team Kinewt has lost personnel again, and even Mr. Dodoria has died!!"

Frieza grimaced and pointed at Captain Kinew's nose and cursed.

How many years has his Kinyut team been established, and it is the second time that the number of personnel has decreased, is this special combat team he formed just a waste?

Captain Kenyu stood below, his face cloudy, but he couldn't justify it, because what Frieza said was an indisputable fact, and the only blame could only be on Bart and Licum for being too disputable. Captain Keenew secretly hated in his heart, but his face could only show an expression of resignation.

"Lord Frieza, please calm your anger, this time I am afraid that I have encountered irresistible factors, and it is not the fault of Captain Kinew, I heard that Lord Kwila's mecha troops have also been wiped out."

Chambaud, who was standing beside Frieza, spoke.

Shang Bo is a very handsome cosmic man and has a good mind.

For this subordinate, Frieza also relied on it very much, his anger was slightly extinguished, and he turned his head and said, "Mr. Shang Bo, what do you think you can do here, you can't recruit people again, right?" ”

Shang Bo said: "The Kinute team still has the value of existence, after all, many high-level planets need them to take action to suppress it, but we also have to step up the investigation of that person, and the people who can kill Dodoria and Bart are definitely not ordinary people." ”

Frieza grimaced: "I'll leave this to Mr. Chambo to deal with." ”

"Rest assured, Lord Frieza."

"By the way, are those Saiyans safe?" After the anger subsided, Frieza regained her suave posture and took a sip of the wine glass to her lips.

Shang Bo said: "As usual, we carried out the mission honestly, we controlled their aircraft, and also monitored the entire Vegeta planet, strictly forbidding them to contact technological civilization, I think we can't get out of our control for the time being." ”

"Keep an eye on those wild monkeys, I'm still not at ease." Frieza's scarlet pupils glowed coldly.

"Lord Frieza, if you don't feel at ease, why don't you dispose of them all?"

"Hmph, Mr. Shangbo, ants are ants after all, even if there are a few stronger ones, they can bite people occasionally, but they will be pinched to death soon, Saiyans are not to worry about after all, now is the time to employ people, Saiyans are excellent combatants, keep them and still serve us."

"When you really don't need them one day, it's not too late to deal with them."

In Frieza's eyes, the Saiyans are just tools after all, and when he completes the expansion of his power, it is time to deal with the Saiyans.

After listening to Frieza's inner words, Shang Bo narrowed his eyes and looked very agreeable.

……

Of course, in addition to Frieza and Kvera, King Crude also got the news as soon as possible.

As a veteran overlord of the North Galaxy, King Crude's news network is also all over the North Galaxy, and the news obtained by Frieza and others can also be obtained by King Crude.

Knowing the news of the annihilation of the mecha troops, King Crude just smiled coldly, for Kvela, a disobedient child, King Crude became more and more jealous, which is why he tried his best to support Frieza.

Many years ago, King Klaude was still the strongest overlord in the Northern Galaxy, but as Kwilla's strength came from behind, in order to appease him, King Krude had to divide a large area of territory into Kwilla's hands, which left a thorn in his heart, although Kwilla still respected his father quite much on the surface, but he was less and less in his bones.

In contrast, the young Frieza was still very willing to listen to his father, and King Claude was also very fond of it.

At this point, someone can add some trouble to Kveira, but King Claude is happy to see it.

"Taking advantage of this time to secretly fan the fire can cause unexpected effects......" King Crude sat on his throne, wondering in his heart about the pros and cons of the matter.

In this way, the three parties launched an investigation on Muyang almost at the same time, but the information registered at the Galaxy Mercenary Headquarters was very simple, and even if they turned all the information upside down, they could only get the name "Muyang", as well as the data that the other party was in the North Galaxy, and the combat power was 120,000.

Of course, for the 120,000 combat power registered in the information, neither Frieza nor Kwilla believed it. This kind of strength deceives the ghost, there is no ability to exterminate the mecha force at all, and the other party must have hidden his strength.

Time passed little by little, and Frieza and the others still didn't have any useful clues.

During this time, the person named "Muyang" was still receiving tasks, but the location where he appeared had no trace at all, one moment in the east of the North Galaxy, one time in the south of the North Silver River, and even several times in the East Galaxy and the West Milky Way. It's simply impossible, and even the most advanced flying machines can't cross so many places in such a short period of time.

This "Muyang" is not the name of one person, but an organization composed of many people.

Time passed in a hurry, like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, more than two years, Frieza and others finally gave up the pursuit of Muyang.

Two years later.

West Galaxy, Planet Monteca.

It is a medium-sized planet known for its delicious food, and many of the cosmic people of the West Galaxy, who travel all the way from alien planets across the stars to taste a little food.

In a restaurant, a black-haired man sat by the window on the second floor, and beside him, two green-haired women sat on the left and right.

There were all kinds of food on the small table in front of Mu Yang, and at the same time, a fist-sized blue jelly was lying on a plate, constantly moving its body.

"Senior brother, I ordered this, try it!" On Muyang's left side, Mejia was close to him, her soft breasts touching Muyang's arm as if teasingly.

"Senior brother, eat this." To his right, another Mejía, not to be outdone, picked up a slice of meat and dipped it in the sauce and sent it over.

These two Mejía are Mejía's main soul and sub-soul, and when there is no exchange of memories, the two of them are like two independent people, and they will actually be jealous.

Because Mejia's soul has passed the most dangerous moment, and the next step is to rely on the accumulation of time to complete the final mutation step by step, so the bored Mejia also burrowed into the simulated human body prepared in advance. As a result, there were two identical scenes of Mejia sitting on his left and right.

It's just that Mu Yang felt that Mexia had a plan to let him prepare a few more bodies at the beginning.

Muyang was happy to be served by two beauties, but if he continued like this, he thought that Mejia was really going to make himself a split personality.

"Mejia, you'd better be steady."

Mejia smiled, in fact, the two of them had fun teasing Muyang together. It's a pity that her body is not a real body, otherwise by joining forces, she can definitely have the upper hand between the beds.

"Senior brother, what do you think of the food here, is it delicious?"

Mu Yang frowned and took a few bites, feeling that the taste was really not good: "It's not good, where is this delicious, good ingredients are wasted, bad reviews." ”

He didn't know that his casual words had caused a big trouble.

"Hmph, boy, I can't pretend you didn't hear you! Is this food really that bad?! A cold voice sounded, as if he was very dissatisfied with Mu Yang's evaluation.

"I don't think it's delicious."

Mu Yangtou didn't respond.

In the next second, Mu Yang suddenly felt a hint of coolness, turned his head, and vaguely saw a purple figure.

It was a creature with long purple ears, a thin face, a scrawny body, like a dried corpse, only a layer of skin left of bones, two bulging eye bags, and a strange costume similar to that of an Egyptian pharaoh. It's really strange to be dressed in such a fancy costume.

At this time, this purple figure stood behind Mu Yang with a large bowl, and his mouth kept sucking the food inside, as if he was tasting the most delicious food in the world.

"Boy, you make it clear to me, or don't blame me for being rude."

"Who are you, how do you talk to ......" Mejia was just about to scold, but Mu Yang covered her mouth.

Mu Yang saw that the other Mexia also stood up and wanted to scold, and cold sweat broke out all over his body: "Mejia, be quiet, you must be quiet." ”

The moment he saw this purple figure clearly, Mu Yang recognized the identity of the other party.

So skinny and dressed in such a weird pharaonic costume...... It can't be wrong, in this entire universe, there will be no one else but Beerus, the god of destruction.