Chapter 1799 Napoleon vs. Weibull (5)

The three people's attention was instantly drawn over. When they looked closely, they saw Bajin grabbing a piece of wood floating on the sea with amazing speed, then hugging the wood tightly with both arms, breathing heavily.

"He's not dead yet, he's really lucky!"

Nara opened his eyes wide, looking at Bajin's miserable appearance, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

He was extremely shocked by Bakin's tenacious vitality.

And at this moment, Bakin's body was completely soaked in blood, as if she had just escaped from a bloody massacre.

Her clothes were dyed crimson, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding sea water, and she looked extremely disheveled.

Although the sea water continued to wash over Bakin's body, trying to dilute the blood in her body, it seemed to be in vain.

Because blood was still oozing out from her hideous wound, like a flood that could not be stopped.

Bajin was breathing heavily, and each breath seemed extremely difficult.

Her chest heaved violently, as if she was trying to inhale all the air in the ocean into her lungs.

However, within this painful gasp, there was a strong sense of anger and murderous intent.

Suddenly, Bakin raised her head abruptly, her eyes like burning flames, instantly locking onto the location of Murat and the other two.

It was a look filled with hatred and murderous intent, as if he wanted to tear Murat and the other two into pieces.

"Yeah,"

Bakin's voice was particularly harsh amid the roar of the waves.

"I was actually ambushed by a few little brats today!"

Her tone revealed her undisguised hatred and murderous intent towards Murat and the other two, which was chilling.

Her pupils contracted, revealing a ruthless determination to cut Murat and the other two into pieces.

Anyone would be enraged in such a situation, let alone someone as cruel and ruthless as Bakin.

Just when Bakin was furious, she suddenly kicked hard and jumped out of the sea.

Her body flew straight towards the wooden board like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, she landed steadily on the wooden board, holding the crutch tightly in her hand, pointing it directly at Murat and the other two like the scythe of the god of death.

"Little ghost, are you ready to die?"

Bajin's roar echoed across the sea like thunder. Her voice was filled with majesty and murderous intent, making people tremble with fear.

When Murat and the other two heard Bakin's roar, their faces suddenly changed.

They looked at each other and saw a hint of solemnity in each other's eyes.

But it was only a moment before they quickly came to their senses and exchanged glances with each other.

The next second, Murat yelled, "Catch her!"

As soon as Murat finished speaking, he raised his foot without hesitation and stomped hard on the sea surface, splashing water.

His body rushed straight towards Bajin like an arrow.

At the same time, the other two also took quick action.

They tacitly surrounded Bajin from the left and right sides, forming a circle and trapping her in the middle.

Facing the three men's attack, Ba Jin showed no fear. A sneer curled around her lips as she said disdainfully, "Hmph, you little brats dare to challenge me? Just wait and see how I deal with you!"

As she spoke, she raised the cane in her hand and took a fighting stance.

However, just as Bakin finished her words, Murat's figure appeared in front of her like lightning.

Before Bakin could even react, Murat's fist had already hit her ugly and wrinkled face like a cannonball.

There was a loud "bang" sound. The power of this punch was so incredible that it directly shattered several of Ba Jin's gold teeth and scattered them everywhere.

Ba Jin was hit by this sudden attack and had no power to fight back. Her body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily on the wooden board.

Seeing this scene, Dawu and Nara, who were rushing forward to continue the attack, felt their hearts tighten suddenly and they braked urgently.

Their palms and fists almost hit Murat, who was standing in Bakin's original position.

Fortunately, the two reacted quickly enough and stopped in time, thus avoiding a tragedy of fratricide.

Then, the three of them stood firmly on the wooden board, looked at each other, and saw a hint of astonishment and disbelief in each other's eyes.

Looking at Bakin lying on the ground with stars in his eyes, Nara couldn't help feeling speechless.

He widened his eyes and said in disbelief, "So weak?"

Just now, Bakin acted as if she was ready to fight them to the death. Her aggressive look really frightened Murat and the other two.

Therefore, Murat did not hold back when he attacked. After all, Bakin was a great pirate and one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea!

Although she is old, her strength should not be underestimated.

However, reality gave them a big surprise - Bajin was so vulnerable!

This really made Murat and the other two feel disgusted!

They had planned it painstakingly before, thinking of launching a surprise attack first and then taking action, so as to avoid being no match for Bakin.

But who could have imagined that Murat knocked Bakin to the ground with just one punch, and she fainted.

"What should we do with this guy?"

Dawu looked at the unconscious Bajin, then turned to look at the other two people, a trace of helplessness on his face.

Nara shrugged helplessly, spread his hands and said, "How should I know?"

Finally, their eyes fell on the smartest Murat, as if they were waiting for him to come up with a solution.

"Brother, you decide!"

Davout and Nara spoke in unison, their eyes fixed on Murat, as if waiting for him to make an important decision.

Murat didn't answer immediately. Instead, he reached out and touched his chin. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly spoke: "The most important thing is to end the captain's fight. We can't let the captain continue to fight!"

His voice was low and firm, revealing a sense of decisiveness.

After hearing this, Dawu and Nara nodded in agreement.

They all knew very well that if the captain lost another game, it would probably deal a huge blow to his self-confidence.

After all, losing three games in a row is unbearable for anyone.

The three of them looked at Ba Jin who was lying on the ground. She had her eyes closed and was lying there lifeless, as if she had lost consciousness.

Nara couldn't help but poke Bajin, trying to wake her up, but found that she had no response, and even moving seemed extremely difficult.

"This guy is too weak!"

Nala muttered, seeming a little surprised by Bajin's vulnerability.

Murat sighed helplessly and said, "Who knew this guy was so weak inside?"