After seeing these broken spherical spaceships, the Saiyan's faces suddenly changed. They were extremely familiar with these spaceships; after all, back then on Planet Vegeta, they each had one.
"What's wrong, do you know those people?"
Dudunijay's heart lurched when he noticed the Saiyan's expression change and he muttered to himself, " The people that I taught a lesson wouldn't happen to have any connection with Saiyans, right?"
Muying's father solemnly nodded: "These spherical spaceships probably belong to a Force that we know very well. Mr. Dudunjiya, can you bring me to look at those people? They may be the subordinates of the Saiyan's arch-enemy!"
It's fine if they weren't Saiyans' relatives!
Dudunjiya grinned and said, "OK, come with me."
Dudunjiya proceeded to lead them to look at the aliens captured by his Squadron. The aliens were all dressed in a brown Battle Armor, the Armor protruding from both shoulders.
This was similar to the design of Battle Armor of the North Area's Frost Demon race; there were no armors similar to it in the East Area.
When he saw the aliens who resembled dinosaurs, Muying's black eyes burned with hatred, and he spoke with a cold voice: "These people are most likely Frieza's subordinates. I didn't expect Frieza to have extended his claws to the East Area."
Frieza Force was located in the southern region of the North Area—which was very close to the center of the galaxy, and around a year's distance away from the East Area. If he was seeing the Frost Demon race-design Battle Armor in the East Area, then they are most likely to be Frieza's subordinates.
"You are Frieza's subordinates?" Muying stepped forward and asked coldly.
"If you know that we are King Frieza's people, then be sensible and quickly let us go!"
Those alien snorted as they talked tough. When they looked up and got a clear look at Muying and the others, their expressions turned to one of surprise, and they felt shocked in their hearts: "Ahh, its the Saiyans. Weren't they all destroyed by King Frieza?"
These aliens all have Battle Power around 6000 and were members of Frieza's First Corp. They had participated in the mission in which Planet Vegeta was destroyed. So, with just a glimpse, they realized that these people, standing before them, were Saiyans who should have long since been destroyed.
"This is bad. There are still Saiyans living in the East Area."
The aliens' hearts thumped. Things weren't looking good.
As they were quite high-level among Frieza's subordinates, they could have easily remained safe if they had kept a low profile; however, they were used to being rampant in the North Area and failed to exercise restraint on their temperaments when they arrived at the East Area—recklessly killing and burning. Unfortunately, they had run into Dudunjiya's Squad and were captured.
"Hehehe, it seems they really are Frieza's subordinates!" Killing intent erupted out of several Saiyans as though they had seen their prey.
Dudunjiya frowned and asked, "They are Frieza's subordinates?"
The reputation of the Frost Demon race's in the galaxy was quite resounding. Dudunjiya who was from the mercenary circle had also heard of Frieza's name.
"Yes, they are Frieza's subordinates!"
"Hold on, since you know King Frieza's name then quickly let us go; otherwise, King Frieza will not let you off." Their eyes turning around, the First Corp aliens shouted, seemingly having found their confidence.
Yes, King Frieza's name is enough to guarantee their safety. When they noticed Dudunjiya's expression change slightly, they believed that they had found something to rely on!
At this time, shouting King Frieza's name, they could definitely save their lives! At least, they were certain that this tall and burly man wouldn't dare act rashly against them.
"Noisy!"
They hadn't thought that Dudunjiya would suddenly slap them in the face—his eyes flashing with a cold light.
Suddenly getting hit made the aliens feel confused. What's going on? Was this tall and burly man not afraid of the mighty King Frieza? How could he hit them?
They didn't know that they were better off without mentioning Frieza; the moment they did, Dudunjuya became even angrier!
After all, this was the East Area!
Frieza's influence would have been somewhat effective in the North Area but it wasn't much in the East Area. Using Frieza's name to try and scare him… Just who did they think Dudunjiya is!
The tall and burly man, Dudunjiya, also had a violent temper. He walked towards the aliens and ruthlessly beat them up, dispelling the resentment in his heart.
"Since they have an enmity with you Saiyans, I will hand them over to you." Dudunjiya smiled and said to Muying and others. He waved his hand to gesture to his squad members to break the hands and feet of the aliens and then hand them over to Muying and others.
Dudunija felt that it was worth it to make connections with Planet Hongshan, using these aliens.
"Thank you!"
Muying's father sincerely thanked him on behalf of the squad. Then, he took out the Hoi-Poi Capsule, transformed it back into a silvery-gray spaceship, and locked up the First Corp's aliens inside. These hostages would be transported to Planet Hongshan.
"It's all right. I, Dudunjiya, am a person of character!"
Dudunjiya waved and bid farewell to Muying and the others, before immediately leaving together with the rest of his squad: Jack, Afude, Seijin, Weiss.
After Dudunjiya left, Muying's father said: "We should also hurry back, and notify Planet Hongshan's Administration Office, and have them make preparations. I didn't expect Frieza to also extend his claws to the East Area."
"Yes."
...
At this time, in the distant North Area.
Frieza's headquarters.
Communication with the First Corp members was lost after they were captured by Muying and others.
This time, in order to expand the East Area's Force, Frieza had sent more than 100 aliens from the First Corp to the East Area. But, except for the 10 aliens who were captured by Muying; a large number of them weren't lucky and ran into some big Forces headquarters who annihilated them.
Only a few scattered people were left wandering around in the East Area.
"King Frieza, we have lost contact with a majority of the First Corp members, who were sent to the East Area!" Dodoria complexion was somewhat ugly.
"Crash!" The sound of a wine glass shattering by hand resounded, and a blood-red liquid spilled on to the ground. Frieza sneered, and a suffocating, chilly aura erupted out from his body—which gathered into aura waves and spread out in all directions—forming an oppressive domain.
A long time later, he restrained his aura.
"Snort, Mr. Dodoria, it seems that it isn't the time to advance towards the East Area, huh!" Frieza's face was cold, and was speaking very politely; but Dodoria knew that, at this time, King Frieza was certainly enraged in his heart.
If he wasn't able to gather information about the situation in the East Area, then he certainly can't rashly send troops there.
"By the way, didn't those dead good-for-nothings send back any useful information?" Frieza leisurely walked over.
Dodoria swallowed and laughed awkwardly: "The people of the First Corp were killed by some mysterious experts as soon as they entered the East Area, so—"
"Useless!"
Naturally, the aliens who were able to join the First Corp weren't useless, however, they had been completely wiped out so quickly. This made evident that East Area's Forces were very powerful, or the First Corp aliens were unlucky and were unbridled in their actions.
In fact, Frieza could inquire about the East Area's concrete situation from the Universe Commerce Alliance, but he would have to pay a huge price, which couldn't be offset completely without conquering a few planets.
"Forget it, put the matter of conquering East Area to the side. And once more, send someone to scout out the situation. But, remember to send an expert this time!" Frieza pondered for a while and said.
"Yes, King Frieza!"
Dodoria's shuddered and wiped off the sweat on his head. This time, he had to supervise properly. It was best to send someone with a Battle Power above 10,000; Otherwise, if there is another mishap, then he will not be able to shirk the responsibility.
"King Frieza, some time ago, there was someone from Sir Cooler's side who secretly entered into Your Majesty's area of influence, and that guy from Planet Slug has also extended his tentacles here." Dodoria reported.
"Oh, what's the movements at Cooler's side?"
"There isn't much. They seem to be only looking for a certain planet and will soon go back, however, that old guy from Planet Slug is becoming gutsier."
Frieza nodded and looked into the distance with a smile yet not a smile: "Since everything is okay, forget it. That Cooler guy even dared to go against father's orders. This king will eventually let him know how powerful I am. As for that old guy Slug, I don't think he has many days left to live."
Frieza doesn't know why Namekians have a different kind of people, like Slug, but he knew that after living for so many years, that Namekian's lifespan should be quickly coming to an end.
"Zeze, they are all weak races. How can they be equal to my noble Frost Demon race!"
Frieza thought happily. If there was no comparison, then there would be no harm; similarly, if there was no comparison, then there would be no superiority!
Every time he saw those races struggling between life and death—he feels very happy.