Chapter 1767 Napoleon VS Yamato (29)
Daro's eagle-like sharp eyes were also fixed on Yamato, without the slightest fluctuation.
His voice was calm and indifferent, just like the cold wind in winter, which made people shudder: "Next shot, watch out for your head!"
A strong sense of alertness suddenly surged in Yamato's heart, and her body reacted instinctively, quickly distancing herself from Darrow.
She didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, because she knew that Darrow's marksmanship was no joke.
Daro did not stop Yamato's actions. He just stood there quietly, watching Yamato retreat step by step, as if all this was within his expectations.
Only after he had opened up a distance of hundreds of meters between himself and Daro did Yamato feel a little relieved.
Just now, the speed of the bullet was so fast that Yamato's observation Haki was completely ineffective.
In other words, although he could vaguely sense her observation Haki, before he had time to feel it carefully, the bullet had already pierced her hair like lightning.
This speed is beyond imagination!
Yamato couldn't help but secretly marvel at this, she had never seen such fast shooting skills.
Although Yamato and Darrow are now hundreds of meters apart, Yamato's uneasiness has not diminished at all.
Yamato could still feel Daro's cold gaze, as if it could penetrate her body at any time.
But as the captain of the beasts, her pride prevented Yamato from taking even a single step back.
Yamato took a deep breath and adjusted herself. Her eyes were fixed on Darrow, not daring to relax at all.
"This Rockefeller Kingdom is really interesting. After beating the younger one, the older one came. I wonder if after we take down this old guy, will the Rockefeller Kingdom send more powerful people?"
Yamato raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile, and said coldly: "I want to see how many people you Rockefeller Kingdom can send to die!"
Facing Yamato's ridicule, Darrow seemed unusually calm.
He shook his head gently, and his eagle-like eyes seemed unusually calm at this moment.
"I want to leave, you can't stop me!"
Darrow's words fell.
Just the next second.
Daro's speed was as fast as lightning, as if he had used the flash skill in an instant, catching people off guard.
He grabbed Napoleon as quickly as a ghost, and then rushed towards the distant ship like a gust of wind.
The speed was so fast that Yamato could only see the afterimages left by Darrow and Napoleon.
Even the fishmen who had originally surrounded Napoleon had no idea how to react and could only watch Darrow take Napoleon away.
"Damn it!"
Yamato cursed in anger.
Yamato stared at Darrow who had already run hundreds of meters away, his heart filled with regret and unwillingness.
She had no way of catching up with such an astonishing speed and could only watch Darrow take Napoleon away.
Darrow ran to the side of the ship at lightning speed and threw the unconscious Napoleon onto the ship without hesitation like throwing a piece of cargo.
With a loud bang, Napoleon's huge body fell heavily on the deck, making a dull sound.
The sudden shaking made Napoleon's unconscious consciousness show some signs of awakening, and his body moved slightly.
With his extraordinary keen perception, Darrow noticed this situation.
He stared expressionlessly at Napoleon, who was still in a coma, and Yamato, who was chasing him.
Faced with this tense situation, Darrow appeared unusually calm, as if everything was under his control.
He looked directly at Yamato who was chasing him without any fear, and said in a calm but firm tone: "I've taken Napoleon away, you don't have to see him off!"
Before he finished speaking, the boat under Daro's feet was seen speeding away at an astonishing speed like an arrow.
In the blink of an eye, the ship disappeared into the distance like lightning, leaving only a white trail.
Yamato saw this and gnashed his teeth in anger.
She raised the mace in her hand in rage, and the domineering aura in her body burst out like a volcanic eruption.
The blue-purple electric arc wrapped around the mace like a snake, flashing a heart-pounding light.
Following Yamato's roar, she swung the mace with all her strength.
In an instant, a powerful shock wave swept out like a tidal wave, chasing after the fleeing Darrow and Napoleon.
The shock wave was as powerful as thunder, causing huge waves and a deafening roar wherever it passed.
It held on to Darrow's ship tightly, following it like a shadow, and refused to let go of any opportunity.
However, despite the incredible power of the shock wave, Darrow's ship was extremely fast and always kept a distance from it.
After chasing for hundreds of meters, the power of the shock wave gradually weakened, and finally it was powerless and dissipated into the invisible like a spent bow.
All that was left was the sea that was split apart by the shock wave, with surging waves, as if telling the story of the thrilling chase that had just taken place.
Yamato stood on the shore and watched Darrow and Napoleon go farther and farther away, and finally disappear at the end of the sea.
Her heart felt like it was burning in a raging fire. Anger and resentment surged into her heart like a tide, but she felt helpless in the face of all this.
Yamato sighed deeply, and that sigh seemed to carry all her helplessness and frustration.
She watched Napoleon being taken away, and the frustration in her heart was like a mountain pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe.
Originally, she planned to teach Napoleon a lesson in front of the whole world in order to demonstrate her own power and strength, regain the lost face of the Beasts Pirates, and avenge King.
But the development of things was completely beyond her expectations.
When Darrow appeared, his amazing marksmanship instantly shattered the prestige that Yamato had worked so hard to establish.
Being despised and humiliated by Daro, Yamato's heart was filled with resentment and unwillingness.
She could imagine how tomorrow's newspapers would hype up this incident and fabricate and slander her and the Beasts Pirates in various ways.
Yamato stood blankly on the shore, his eyes empty, as if he had lost his soul.
Time passed by minute by minute, but she was completely unaware.
It was not until she heard a loud sound of footsteps that she woke up from her dream and slowly turned around.
I saw members of the Beasts Pirates coming up with the group of fishmen.
Seeing these fishmen, Yamato frowned and a strong feeling of disgust surged in his heart.
She was so fed up with these fishmen that she wanted to kill a few of them immediately to vent her anger and boost their morale.
Just as she was about to take action, Darrow's amazing marksmanship flashed through her mind like lightning.
