Gou Kong and Son Gohan nodded at the same time, gathering their strength as they prepared to join forces and unleash a fatal blow on Majin Buu.
Just as their energy was about to be released, the guy who had been turning to leave suddenly stopped. He turned his head, an utterly eerie smile on his face, and stared at them like they were prey.
A chill ran down Gou Kong's spine, and goosebumps rose all over his body.
"You two idiots."
Majin Buu sneered and slowly raised his index finger.
Not good!
Gou Kong instantly guessed what he intended to do and hurriedly scanned their surroundings—sure enough, chunks of pink, clay-like matter that had fallen from Buu's skin had begun wriggling soundlessly at some point. They twisted and rolled through the air like living creatures, lunging toward them.
Those things made no sound at all. Without looking carefully, they were nearly indistinguishable from the air.
Gou Kong had no time to think. Gritting his teeth, he condensed his gathered energy into a beam of light and fired it without hesitation at the sticky masses.
Wooooosh—!
The energy roared forward, precisely intercepting the slime that had been trying to approach.
Luckily, they had noticed in time. Had they been one or two seconds later, either Son Gohan or Gou Kong himself would probably have already been entangled.
Only after confirming that the pink slime had been completely vaporized into ash by the intense heat did Gou Kong let out a breath, cold sweat covering his forehead.
He turned to Son Gohan. The kid still had not processed what had happened and stared blankly in his direction, clearly having no idea what had just occurred.
"Uncle, what happened?"
"Don't let your guard down! Keep your eyes open, and don't relax for