"That's not right, that was a 3000 times increase in combat power, not 600,000, right?" Gisu shook his head, feeling something was off.
Then, several people carefully recalculated using a calculator.
The final value they arrived at was 6 million combat power.
Cold and the Ginyu Force members immediately glared angrily at Guldo.
How did you calculate 600,000? You missed a zero, you idiot.
"Bang bang bang!"
Ginyu, Gisu, Burter, and Recoome stepped forward and gave Guldo a good beating.
You missed a zero, we could easily be wiped out.
Actually, even without missing that zero, 600,000 combat power is enough to wipe us out.
But that doesn't stop us from beating you up!
The angrier Ginyu and the others thought about it, the more they hit Guldo until he was literally spitting shit from his mouth.
"Time Stop!" Guldo immediately used Time Stop and quickly scurried several hundred meters away.
Ginyu and the others punched and kicked at the empty air, feeling their fists and feet meeting nothing.
The four of them turned their heads and saw Guldo had already run far away.
"You dare use Time Stop to dodge!" Ginyu's face darkened as he shouted angrily.
Guldo's mouth corner kept twitching, hastily wiped it, and quickly knelt down to beg for mercy.
"All of you, stop. That's enough." Cold sternly shouted, stepping in to mediate.
They had too few usable people right now.
The main force members were pretty much just the Ginyu Force.
Even Cooler's Armored Squadron hadn't sent any news.
If Cooler's Armored Squadron were still here, their combat power would be much higher than the Ginyu Force's.
"6 million combat power?" Cold chuckled, wearing a scornful expression. "Such combat power is not even worth fearing!"
Ginyu and the others immediately hung their heads.
That was 6 million combat power.
Even Captain Ginyu's highest combat power was only 120,000.
We could easily be wiped out!
King Cold, saying that is a bit too much!
"My combat power is 100 million!" Cold gave a light laugh, a proud smile appearing.
The five members of the Ginyu Force all had shining eyes, their expressions growing more excited.
So King Cold's combat power was that high.
But thinking about it carefully, it made sense!
Lord Frieza's combat power was over 100 million.
King Cold is Frieza's father, isn't it normal for his combat power to be a bit higher?
"A mere 6 million combat power and he dares to come alone to negotiate with me? This kid has quite some guts!" Cold's mouth corner lifted, sneering continuously.
"King Cold, what should we do next?" Ginyu inquired with utmost respect.
"Let him come. I want to see what underhanded tricks he can pull!" Cold snorted coldly, completely unconcerned.
After all, to Cold, 6 million combat power was nothing.
If the opponent's combat power were 60 million, then perhaps he would need to be a little careful.
6 million?
I can beat you up like playing!
The order was soon relayed to Raditz's spaceship.
"Understood." Raditz simply replied with three words, his young face carrying a hint of determination.
"Bring the Galactic King and those dozen or so elite Galactic Patrolmen up here." Cold also gave an order to Ginyu and the others.
"Hurry up and go!" Guldo commanded one of his underlings.
"Yes!" The underling quickly saluted, but inwardly he was complaining endlessly.
Really using a chicken feather as an arrow of command.
It's clearly your job, but you make me do it.
The underling hurried off to carry out the order.
Soon, the underling escorted the Galactic King and 12 Galactic Patrolmen to the throne hall where Cold was.
"Kneel!" The underling stepped forward and kicked the Galactic King.
The Galactic King, however, didn't budge at all.
After all, the Galactic King was an octopus-like alien with many legs underneath.
The underling kicking the Galactic King didn't cause him any real harm.
"You may leave." Guldo waved his hand at the underling.
The underling hastily saluted and turned to leave.
"Cold! You have committed countless evils, and sooner or later you will be punished!" The Galactic King straightened his posture and spoke with righteous indignation.
"Galactic King, we have always stayed out of each other's way. You actually dared to ally with the Saiyans against me! Your courage is not small indeed!" Cold snorted coldly, his face dark with anger.
"Since ancient times, good and evil have been irreconcilable. I am the Galactic King. I will uphold Lord Kaioshin's will and maintain the peace of the universe!" The Galactic King showed no fear, straightened his back, the crown on his head shining especially brightly.
"Go, take his crown off!" Cold ordered the Ginyu Force.
"Yes!" Burter bowed in salute.
"Swish!"
Burter vanished from his spot in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, Burter had appeared right in front of the Galactic King, reaching out a large hand to grab the crown on the Galactic King's head.
"You... don't you come over here! You... what are you doing?" The Galactic King was both shocked and scared, his light green face turning a reddish hue.
"Hand it over!" With one grab, Burter directly snatched the crown off the Galactic King's head.
"Ah..."
The Galactic King let out a scream, hurriedly covering his head.
"You! You are too much!"
"Do you know what you are doing?"
"How dare you humiliate Lord Galactic King like this!"
"We will absolutely not forgive you!"
The 12 Galactic Patrolmen began cursing and shouting at Cold and the others.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Recoome stepped forward and harshly beat up the Galactic Patrolmen who were shouting the loudest.
The remaining Galactic Patrolmen quickly shut their mouths.
"Ah! So annoying!" The Galactic King kept exclaiming in shock. "Give the clothes back to me quickly!"
"What clothes? It's clearly just a crown." Burter snorted coldly, turned, and came to Cold's side, handing the crown over with both hands.
Cold took the crown, sneering continuously.
"You... can't we talk properly? Don't just snatch someone's crown like that." The Galactic King covered his bald head, his face red as he spoke.
Cold's face darkened.
It sounds like I want to do something bad to you.
You're just an octopus, what could I possibly do to you?
"If you really want to, I can also consider it." The Galactic King's face was blushing, his head hanging low.
"Lord Galactic King! You must not yield to this demon!" A Galactic Patrolman shouted loudly.
"Shut up!" The Galactic King kept throwing meaningful glances at that Galactic Patrolman.
That Galactic Patrolman suddenly realized.
So Lord Galactic King was doing this to try and save us.
Truly worthy of being Lord Galactic King.
Even though captured, he is willing to sacrifice himself for us.
"Galactic King, that Soya you partnered with isn't much good, is he?" Cold chuckled lightly. "I said I would trade you for Frieza and Cooler. Guess what he said?"
"He must have immediately agreed to send someone for the exchange, right?" The Galactic King's face lit up with joy, asking somewhat excitedly.
"He said no deal. Trading one for two, he said it wasn't worth it." Cold snorted coldly.
Galactic King: "..."
"Negative emotional value from the Galactic King +666!"
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