Two men wearing rabbit-ear headbands and black military uniforms approached. One was tall and skinny, with a pipe clenched between his teeth; the other was fat, with sausage-like lips. When they saw Bulma's beauty, their eyes lit up. Smiling lewdly, they ignored He-El, Yamcha, Goku, Puar, and the others around Bulma and walked straight up to her, teasing her flirtatiously.
"Hey, woman! Come play with me for a while."
"?" Bulma felt that these two men standing before her needed a good beating. How dare anyone flirt with her when He-El was right beside her?
Bulma turned to look at He-El and saw his calm, unconcerned expression.
Damn it, He-El didn't react!
Still, his steady, Mount Tai-like composure and tranquil expression were as cool as ever.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Bulma turned back to the two men flirting with her, snapping at them without the slightest politeness. She was just short of putting her hands on her hips and cursing them out.
He-El was her confidence. With He-El standing beside her, Bulma had nothing to fear.
Yamcha thought these two men in military uniforms were remarkably brave.
They actually dared to flirt with the female companion of someone who had fought the world's number one martial artist, Master Roshi, to a draw. And they even dared to speak to a girl like that. They really were something.
Goku held a hamburger Puar had bought for him in both hands. As he opened his mouth to take a bite, he stared wide-eyed at them in curiosity, not really understanding why these two men wanted to play with girls.
Girls were so frail. If they played with them, weren't they afraid of hurting them?
Goku thought they should play with someone like him instead.
Puar stood with his