Chapter 42 42. The Resurrected Evildoers

In the human world, Sun Wutian and Buu completely presented a one-sided battle, which perfectly explained what is called a beating, a one-sided trend just like a father beating his son.

"Bang."

Slapping Buu into the ground again, Sun Wutian sighed helplessly and said, "Isn't it good for people to live? Why do they want to die?" "

"puff."

Buu spat out a mouthful of old blood and burst into tears. He thought about me, Majin Buu. I had been roaming the universe for many years, and I had fucked four characters as awesome as Kaiohshin to death. Even Babidi and his father didn't dare. He spoke loudly in front of me, and now he is being beaten like a grandson. The key is that this guy is only seven years old, NLGB.

God, please save me, Buu cried to the sky in his heart.

(Sorry, I don’t know who your dad is and can’t save you. It’s so funny~)

Looking at Buu's resentful eyes, Sun Wutian stayed away from Buu as if he were avoiding the plague, "I'd like to state in advance that I am a man and I like women. You, a man, don't look at me like crazy."

"Kaka," Buu gritted his teeth and rushed towards Sun Wutian angrily, "I dare to tease you, Uncle Buu, you bastard."

"Bang."

Sun Wutian slapped Buu into the ground again, "Dad is pretending, please don't interrupt me."

"..."

Don't stop me, I'm going to fight you for three hundred rounds. Buu was so excited that he wanted to get up and fight Sun Wutian to the death.

"Bang."

"roll."

"Boom."

Seeing Buu struggling to get up, Sun Wutian kicked him away effortlessly. Buu, who was unable to resist, crashed into the rocky mountain again and smashed him into pieces.

The three of them, Sun Wufan, who had been reduced to salty fish, went from shock to numbness at the beginning, and now they gather together to fight the landlord.

There is no way, now Goten is invincible, Buu is no longer a threat, he can just play cards if he is bored.

"Three to seven," Trunks deadpanned as he dropped the five cards.

"Six to ten," Sun Wuhan threw down a set of cards.

"No, pass," Kaioshin looked at the cards in his hand and shouted helplessly. His eyes moved to Buu, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"You are so weak, Buu," Sun Wutian looked down at Buu in the crevices of the rocks, gazing at Buu with the contempt of a king.

I'm so angry, but there's nothing I can do about it. I've basically used all the tricks used against Vegetto in the original novel, except for some of Gotenks' original tricks. It's completely useless.

Buu stared at Sun Wutian warily. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Sun Wuhan and the other two people who had become salted fishes. He thought in his mind, if he could absorb those three people... they are useless at all. He could gain a little more. He has no fighting power, and might even be destroyed by the furious Sun Wutian, which is not worth it.

Absorb Sun Wutian, don't be ridiculous, if I just absorb him like this, I will definitely be beaten to death... Wait, if I absorb it secretly, it might be effective.

Thinking of this, Buu's eyes lit up. On his tui, a ball of pink-purple mucus was separated from a dead corner on Buu's tui, and quietly got into the ground, staring at Sun Wutian, for fear of being discovered by Sun Wutian.

The corner of Sun Wutian's mouth raised slightly. Didn't he notice it? Of course he did, but Sun Wutian didn't stop Buu. After all, beating Buu to death like this was hard to explain to Trunks and Bulma, and Fat Buu was a nice guy. Yes, except for being a little childish.

"Hoo ho ho ho."

An evil laughter suddenly sounded in the world. Everyone followed the sound, and Sun Wuhan expressed that he was not calm anymore.

A guy who was all white, with the exception of the top of his head and his mouth that was purple, stepped on the void, looking at Sun Wutian with an evil smile, "Sun Wukong, you have changed a lot since I haven't seen you in a few years."

"F... Frieza," Son Gohan looked at the visitor in surprise, the first top boss he encountered in his childhood.

"Well, I didn't expect that there would be someone on earth who knew me. I'm really honored." Frieza was very satisfied with his character. He did the standard gentlemanly etiquette and looked at the person who recognized him. When he saw the person's face, he looked surprised. , "Well, it looks familiar, Sun Wukong, aren't you there?"

Frieza looked back and forth between Son Wuten and Son Gohan in surprise. Who the hell is this?

"Haha, Sun Wuhan, I didn't expect you to be so old!" Another familiar voice sounded. Sun Wuhan looked at the person and became uneasy again.

"Salu!"

Yes, it was Cellu who was killed by Sun Wuhan seven years ago. Cellu still maintained a graceful smile on his face, but when he looked at Sun Wuhan, there was a trace of spiteful hatred in his eyes.

"Son Gohan... you are Sun Wukong's..." Frieza looked at Sun Gohan in shock when he remembered his name.

"Yes, I am Son Wukong's son," Son Gohan smiled confidently. He might not be able to defeat Cell, but Frieza could kill him in seconds.

"Well, Trunks, weren't you killed by me?" Looking at Trunks who looked wary, Cell was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "It turns out you are the Trunks of this era. I didn’t expect you to be so cute when you were little.”

"Trunks?" Frieza followed Cell's gaze blankly, and when he saw Trunks's face, he immediately became angry. Damn, it was the same face that came to stop me from pretending to be B in the first place.

Frieza looked at Trunks with a very unkind look, and showed his murderous intent. He came to Earth to pretend to be bad, but he was killed instantly by the owner of this face. Damn it, you are the uncle of the fourth uncle. Grandma.