"yes?"

Broly smiled and didn't answer.

Other universes do not know, in the words of the seventh universe should be the first option at most.

That is bloodthirsty cruelty.

After all, the universe emperor Frieza of the Seventh Universe controls 70% of the area.

The strong will either fall under his hands, burn, kill and loot, or be killed by him.

Not Broly boasting.

There are too few people like him who are humble and polite to the two weak chickens, and will not look down on them.

Just when Remo wanted to say something.

Zilai had already finished taking a shower and walked out of the bathroom.

At this time, she was wearing a similar set of clothes as before, but quite brand new.

A white cloth hangs around his neck.

Water droplets can also be seen on the white hair.

Exudes steam.

Zi Lai stretched his waist and let out a long sigh of relief: "It's comfortable! Short hair is the advantage. It doesn't have to be as troublesome to wash as long hair, and you can keep it fresh at any time!"

"So that's why you have short hair!"

Broly and Remo looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, as if suddenly realized.

"Yeah, are you okay with that?"

"No opinion, no opinion, whatever you want."

"Aren't you going to wash, Broly?"

"Of course I need to wash."

It was only washed a while ago.

But after the battle with Frieza and the two-faced nuo, he was stained with a lot of dust.

After Broly, who loves cleanliness, finished saying this.

He directly took off his upper body battle suit and transparent purple lining bag, exposing his muscles, and walked towards his master bedroom bathroom.

"And you?"

Zilai seemed to automatically take on the cleaning job.

She held Broly's clothes on the sofa in her arms.

Looking at Remo, he asked, "Aren't you taking a bath?"

"hey-hey……"

Old Remo smiled and scratched his head embarrassedly: "I'll go back and wash again."

"I don't know if I wash it again."

Zilai cast a disgusting glance at Remo, snorted softly, and began to look for the washing machine.

A high-tech washing machine is certainly not the same as a washing machine on Earth.

Broly came out of the shower and it was brand new and ready to wear again.

"thanks."

Broly took the clothes and put them on one by one.

"Thank you, you let me live in your house, just wash your clothes for you, and it doesn't take much effort."

Zi Lai waved his hands indifferently.

"Um."

Broly gave a mild smile.

"Remo, Zilai, where are we going to have dinner?"

It was morning when Thunder Soul picked them up.

After a day and a half of driving, it was afternoon to reach the planet Frieza.

Another fight with Frieza, and then the errands of rushing around and other things to kill a lot of time.

It is now evening.

And after two battles, Broly was already very hungry, very hungry.

"Go to the cafeteria?"

Zilai patted his trouser pocket, which contained the money Frieza gave her, and said proudly, "I'm rich now, and I can eat everything in the cafeteria."

"Then you have to thank me."

Broly laughed.

"Yes, thank you~"

Tslei's quirky hands folded.

Made both Broly and Remo laugh.

"Okay, then tonight, the rich lady Zilai will treat you. Let's go to the cafeteria to eat together and set off."

But just when the three of them were about to leave for the cafeteria.

The villa's contact system suddenly notified that someone had arrived at the door.

"Who, don't you have to eat at this time?"

Broly was really hungry, and he couldn't help but complained, and then he came to the screen and clicked to connect.

"Lord Broly, is that you?"

At the entrance of the villa stood a chef in a white chef's uniform and a few apprentices.

A small car was suspended behind him.

They bowed respectfully towards the door.

"it's me."

Broly glanced at the screen, then at Zlei and Remo, and said.

"It's good for you..."

The chef exhaled: "Mr. Broly, we are the people who were called by Mister Solbe to cook for you. There are ten freshest ingredients in the trolley behind, can you let us in?"

Saying that, he winked at the apprentice behind him.

Several apprentices understood, and immediately clicked the button on the trolley to open the lid, revealing the various ingredients inside.

"..."

Broly looked tongue-tied.

Although he doesn't recognize it. But the ingredients inside look very tempting even if they are not cooked.

"Solbe is really good at being a man."

He said to himself secretly, then looked at Zlei and Remo.

I wanted to ask if they let the chefs come in to cook instead of going to the cafeteria.

But who knows.

Both of their eyes straightened.

Staring at the car on the screen.

"My God, these ingredients..."

"Broly is indeed a formidable powerhouse, he has become the powerhouse of the Frieza Legion directly..."

"This treatment is too invincible!!"

The two muttered to themselves.

When Broly saw this scene, he knew that if he asked again, he would be a fool.

"Come in."

He clicked a few buttons in front of the screen, and the door of the villa opened.

The chefs and chef apprentices thanked and bowed repeatedly, pulled the suspension cart and walked in.

"Are you satisfied?"

“Satisfied satisfied!”

"That way I don't have to spend money."

"But are these ingredients so delicious? See how excited you are."

"Yes, I stole it once before! The taste is absolutely amazing!"

"Steal?"

"Yeah... I heard that Lord Frieza often eats this ingredient, but we can't afford it at all."

"I just heard..."

Having said that, Broly felt a little bit of curiosity in his heart.

The chef and several chef apprentices arrived at the villa.

"Lord Broly, do you need us to cook now?" the chef asked respectfully.

"Need, go."

Broly nodded and said, "It's delicious."

"Yes, Lord Broly!"

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