Seeing that no one stopped to help him, I felt strange again. Aren't Shanghainese supposed to be very loyal? Why not save...

Before I could finish my thoughts, I saw a large amount of blood suddenly bursting out over there, and some of the slower runners were covered in some.

"Keep running, don't stop!!!" Another Saiyan shouted. You could hear the sadness in his voice. I looked around and could see anger and helplessness on every Saiyan's face, but there was no despair or fear.

"This... how is this possible..." I was dumbfounded. How powerful is this, killing him instantly with one move? ! I know my own physique very well. Even if I stand still and let people chop me, it will definitely require extraordinary strength to explode with such a move. I thought of the giant palm that appeared in reality just now. Maybe the owner of that palm could do it... As I thought about it, I felt sad again. This emotion came out of my heart, and there was even a trace of me. Unfamiliar feeling - fear.

"Why? Why do I feel scared? Shouldn't Saiyans know no fear?!" I tried hard to get rid of the fear and fear in my mind, but the effect didn't seem to be obvious.

Some blood flew in front of me, no, to be precise, it passed through my body. I was just a phantom, watching my own memory.

"No!!" I suddenly heard the cry of my childhood self, which seemed to have some elements of screams. This was completely different from other Saiyans, and my thoughts were pulled back as soon as I heard it.

What surprised me even more was that I actually cried at that time!

"Why, why do you feel sad and crying? Am I not a Saiyan?" I was a little sluggish, and I even forgot to continue to observe which Saiyan was caught by the monster again.

"Don't cry, you are a Saiyan, why are you crying?!" My childhood self and I turned our heads at the same time, and saw a Saiyan running not far from me yelling at me. The young man's face seemed a little ferocious, and he obviously felt uncomfortable in his heart, but the Saiyan's character determined that he would only be angry and not afraid.

"You coward!! You are not a Saiyan, get out of here!" Another person also shouted loudly.

"Have I always been like this?" Looking at the companions around me, looking at me as a child with those eyes, I was a little confused. "Am I really not a Saiyan?"

Just thinking about it, I suddenly had an idea: Not a Saiyan? Maybe half? !

"Yes, yes, my mother is not a Saiyan. You can tell from their previous conversation that my mother is obviously an Earthling!" My thoughts suddenly brightened up and I had an accurate direction. .

"Yes, yes, people on earth are afraid and will cry. If half of the blood in my body comes from the earth, then it is normal for me to have this kind of thinking!" It can also explain why I have so much fear for the earth. So kind, half of my blood comes from this planet!

This painful thought made me feel refreshed. A huge problem before was suddenly solved. I am obviously a Saiyan, but there are many things that are different from heat dissipation. Just like my transformation, I don’t seem to be able to control it that well. It’s like I need to eat metal because I have the body of a businessman, but I have what humans need. Nutrition, so there is a year-on-year increase, and there are also a lot of various trace elements needed by the body. Of course, you will love to eat metal!

At the same time, this is what makes me different from other Saiyans. I even think that maybe my survival has something to do with it... (Of course this was what I thought at the time. I will understand later that it is not that simple)

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