The Evil in People's Hearts

Bulma felt a bit awkward after being stopped. She had acted impulsively without thinking, and now that she realized it, she quickly tried to cover it up.

"Ahem, I just wanted to go out and help..."

She didn't even believe herself as she said it, her voice trailing off until it was barely audible.

Seeing that she couldn't escape by making excuses, and for reasons she didn't understand, she subconsciously apologized.

"Son Gohan, I'm really sorry. I'll definitely fix this bad habit of mine!"

After saying this, she cautiously glanced at Son Gohan, carefully observing his reaction.

"Yeah, no problem! Look at Goku quickly!"

He hadn't taken it too seriously to begin with, and now seeing the situation outside take another turn, he quickly called out to remind her.

"Oh no! I can't hold it anymore!"

Son Goku, who had already reached his limit, could no longer keep up the act.

He hurriedly turned around and started to relieve himself.

Lord Oolong, the gentleman beside him, stared wide-eyed at Goku, who had turned and was peeing under a tree. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"This, this little girl is too brave, she's peeing standing up!"

Drawn in, he unconsciously moved to Son Goku's side.

But the next scene he witnessed shattered his composure!

"He has a little bird! That's the thing I hate the most!"

His deep, husky, magnetic gentleman's voice could no longer be maintained, and he let out a sharp shriek!

"You're not the little girl from yesterday!"

"Damn it, you dared to trick me!"

Monster Oolong could no longer maintain his composure. His eyes instantly turned red, and in his rage, he roared, "Transformation!"

With a "BOMB!" sound, as the smoke cleared, a black-skinned evil bull with white horns, several meters tall, appeared in its place!

A thick white mist billowed from its nostrils, looking quite terrifying.

Bulma inside was also greatly startled and instinctively looked at Son Gohan's reaction.

Before she could say anything, the man inside, trembling in fear due to the failure of their plan, spoke up in panic and resentment.

"Hey, you're the ones who angered Lord Oolong! If he implicates us, you'll have to be Lord Oolong's bride!"

"Yeah, yeah, it's all because of you that we've angered Lord Oolong!"

The others echoed in fear, as if they hadn't participated in the decision-making process before!

Bulma's eyes widened.

"Hey! Who's going to be the bride for that monster!"

She felt a little wronged. They could have left as soon as they got the Dragon Balls. Unexpectedly, out of kindness, they wanted to help the village with a small favor. But when problems arose, instead of discussing how to solve them, they immediately wanted to sell them out.

"Slap slap."

Son Gohan's lips curved into a cold smile.

"Wonderful, truly wonderful!"

"Oppressed and afraid to resist, yet wanting to oppress the weaker. The human heart is indeed unfathomable!"

"Rather than this, it would have been better to let you continue living in fear."

"I really don't know if saving you was a good thing or a bad thing!"

As Son Gohan spoke, everyone seemed to have found an outlet.

Looking at Son Gohan, who was not yet ten years old, the crowd lost their fear of Lord Oolong.

In their excitement, they began to complain and accuse Son Gohan, blaming their arrival for everything.

"Lord Oolong used to only demand a maiden from us every so often. Now, because of you outsiders, we've angered the Lord!"

"Our village will be in trouble now!"

Facing the accusations, Son Gohan's expression turned unusually grim.

"This boring act should end. All of you, shut up!"

"Boom!"

The wall on the south side was smashed by Son Gohan's punch, sending bricks and stones flying.

This display, let alone the villagers inside, even the Oolong Bull Demon confronting Son Goku outside was startled!

Witnessing Son Gohan's punch that treated bricks and stones like dust, the villagers were instantly silenced, no longer daring to speak.

Son Gohan snorted and pulled the stunned Bulma out of the house, walking towards Lord Oolong.

"Hey, Oolong, right?"

"Yes!"

Facing Son Gohan, who was charging at him with immense power, Oolong broke out in a cold sweat under his gaze. He instinctively blurted out:

"We accepted the village's commission, and we originally intended to subdue you because we took their payment."

"But I've changed my mind now."

"I don't care if you're a villain, nor do I care if you're oppressing good people."

"In short, if anyone tries to oppress me and my companions, we won't be pushed around!"

"Yes, yes!"

Oolong quickly chimed in, afraid that if he spoke a moment too late, this terrifying figure would eliminate him.

"Then, shall we talk outside?"

Son Gohan tilted his chin, gesturing for Oolong to follow him outside the village to talk.

"Okay!"

Oolong immediately agreed obediently, though he clearly wasn't going to be that honest.

As he agreed, his eyes began to dart around, thinking of an opportunity to transform into a rocket and escape from here.

"Ribut!"

Son Gohan shouted, and a pterosaur instantly flew over from the east end of the village.

"Boss!"

"Keep a close eye on our movements. If you notice any birds outside the village, come and get it immediately."

After nodding at Oolong, he glanced again at the villagers cowering together by the broken wall.

"Goku, take care of Bulma. I'm going out for a bit."

Waving for Oolong to follow, he walked out of the village without looking back.

Oolong looked at the villagers, then at Ribut, who was staring intently at him. Helpless, he could only submit, dejectedly following behind Son Gohan.

Passing through the village gate that Oolong the monster had just smashed, Son Gohan stopped.

"Hey, your transformation time must be almost up. Why don't you revert to your original form, and we can have a good talk here!"

Casually appraising the black ox Oolong, Son Gohan revealed Oolong's biggest secret in one go!

"૮ºﻌºა Sigh! How did you know!"

This was like a bolt from the blue for Oolong. His greatest trump card had been seen through, and he had no possibility of bluffing anymore.

With a "BOMB!" sound, a puff of thick smoke drifted over. The large black ox from moments ago vanished, replaced by a lecherous pig man in military uniform.

"Hmm, you're quite honest!"

Son Gohan crossed his arms, giving him a calm evaluation.

"Big Brother, we can talk about anything. Just ask whatever you need to!"

His courage was already not ordinary, and seeing the violent Son Gohan, he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.

"To possess such terrifying martial power at such a young age, you'll likely become a fearsome demon like the Ox-King of Frybread Mountain in the future!"