bookbashuk Chapter 197 Dal?
Chapter 197 Dal?
"Those are the Doyle children. They..."
"Shh! Don't make a sound!"
"But...ah."
On the street, many residents who were kneeling on the ground witnessed this scene and began to talk in a low voice, but soon stopped talking.
"Sister, are you okay?"
The boy was horrified and rushed to the little girl who had fallen to the ground and carefully helped her up.
"Um...Brother, my hand hurts."
The little girl rubbed her arm, her face showing pain, obviously she had just been accidentally injured.
The boy looked over anxiously and saw an obvious bruise and swelling on the little girl's arm.
He stroked the little girl's hair and turned to YaYa who had stood up.
"I'll take you back for treatment right away, Yaya, can you still run?"
Seeing Yaya nod, he comforted the little girl and helped her onto Yaya's back.
Suddenly, he slapped his head, bent down and bowed to the team to apologize: "Ah! I almost forgot, I'm sorry, I hit your car, I'm sorry!"
Croft Saint, who had been watching silently in the car with a blank expression on his face, suddenly laughed sharply:
"Interesting. You hit our car and you want to just walk away like that? No way. Let me give you a ride! Hahahaha!"
As soon as he finished speaking, in front of the boy's puzzled and horrified eyes, Croft Saint suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist, and pointed the black muzzle directly at the little girl who was lying on Duck Duck with her back to him.
"Oh!"
"No!" The boy threw himself on his sister without hesitation as if it was a conditioned reflex.
"Ah! Brother!" The sudden gunshot sounded like thunder, and the little girl screamed in fright.
The girl just felt her brother's body rushing towards her and protected herself tightly underneath him. She had no idea what had just happened.
The frightened girl instinctively hugged her brother back, but unexpectedly felt something wet on her hands.
Her heart trembled, and just as she was about to speak, she heard a familiar voice coming from behind her.
"Ahem... YaYa, quickly take your sister with you..." The little boy patted YaYa who was pinned to the ground by him and whispered.
"Bang! Bang, bang, bang..."
Before the little boy could finish, a series of gunshots rang out again, accompanied by a crazy laugh:
"Ahahaha! Let's see how many bullets you can block!"
Amidst wild laughter, the Celestial Dragon Croft Saint kept pulling the trigger, as if he wanted to vent all the depression that had accumulated over the days since he landed in this country, as well as all the brutal emotions that had long been overflowing from the depths of his heart.
"what!"
The little girl finally turned around slowly under the protection of her brother, but she saw a horrifying scene: a stranger with a distorted face was shooting bullets madly in her direction.
Soon, the gunshots stopped, and Croft Saint's crazy laughter also stopped.
After taking two deep breaths, he looked at the strange scene in front of him and asked in confusion: "Huh? Why aren't you dead yet? Why did my bullet stop in the air?"
Just then, the sound of footsteps broke the silence on the street, accompanied by a burst of joking and teasing words.
"Hey, hey, hey, isn't that a bit too much? There has to be a limit to being a psychopath. If there isn't a limit, I advise you to go to 1000 degrees."
Jerry was wearing a black cloak, and was walking slowly and calmly with his head held high, wearing big slippers and holding a big cigar in his mouth, under the focus of all eyes on the street.
Before this, he and Kalina and others were secretly observing at the corner. Kalina had always told him to keep a low profile and that it was better to keep out of trouble.
Therefore, when the Celestial Dragons fired the first shot, Jerry only condensed some water vapor to form an ultra-thin shield with a very small range, secretly blocking part of the power of the bullet for the little boy.
The wet feeling that the little girl touched was a mixture of blood and water.
Jerry had discovered earlier that the water content in the air in desert areas is relatively low, but it is enough to secretly perform small-scale water control techniques. If large-scale water control techniques are not used, it will basically have little impact.
Compared to the desert outside the city, there is water flow in the rainy city, and the air is relatively moist.
Jerry and his friends originally thought that if the boy bleeds a little, it might satisfy the cruel desires of the Celestial Dragons and end the conflict.
However, they did not expect the other party to be so cruel, and it looked like they were determined to fight to the death.
"Who are you? Did you do this?" Croft Saint pointed at the bullets still hovering in the air and asked sinisterly with narrowed eyes.
"Me? I'm Crocodile. For my sake, can you let this go?"
Jerry kept walking, taking out the cigar from his mouth as he walked, looking like he deserved a beating.
"Crocodile? The Shichibukai?" Croft Saint blinked in confusion, turned his head and looked at his sister who was watching the show silently without saying a word.
Soon, Jerry walked to the boys' side, and in the confused looks of the two children, he bent down to help them up, and gently instructed: "You two, go home first."
"Oh! Okay, thank you, big brother!" The boy suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly thanked him. He also realized that it was the stranger in front of him who saved him.
"Your Excellency, he is not Crocodile, but Dragon Fist Jerry."
Although Jerry tried to imitate Crocodile's tone and behavior very well, unfortunately, the masked man CP0 who was accompanying the team was not face-blind and saw through Jerry's identity in the blink of an eye.
Hearing this, the Celestial Dragon Croft Saint's mind also changed. He roared again with a ferocious face and quickly stretched out his pistol.
"I don't care if he's Dal or Jerry! Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Jerry stood where he was, turned his head and watched the two kids and a duck disappear hurriedly into the alley, letting the bullets fly towards him, but they stopped before hitting him.
When the Celestial Dragon had used up all the bullets in his pistol, Jerry turned his attention back.
He grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth: "If I were Dal, I would have transformed into a Super Saiyan and crushed you to pieces."
Jerry flexed his fists and continued calmly, "But Jerry can do without Dale."
"Lan Jiao·Xian!"
Noticing Jerry's eager attitude and knowing his high bounty and how dangerous he was, CP0 in white chose to take the initiative and kicked out with a sharp blow.
Then, he used his high-speed movement to attack Jerry in an instant.
"Oh huh? Then I have to defend myself."
Jerry spoke calmly as he deftly dodged Lan Jiao's slash by leaning sideways.
As he spoke, a fishing rod suddenly appeared in his hand, and he swiftly pulled it towards the CP0 painted-faced man who came in front of him.
"Protect the two masters!" Seeing the fight breaking out between the two, the black-clad butler beside the carriage shouted to the followers around him, and at the same time directed the two slaves pulling the carriage to steer the carriage away from the battlefield.
"Oh no, the navy is chasing us."
Cavendish rode back from somewhere, and immediately spotted Kalina and the others who were still hiding at the corner, and shouted for them.
Thanks to the Thunder Fruit, after combining his abilities, Cavendish was able to successfully awaken his Observation Haki, which also has a very large sensing range, but it has not yet reached the level of Eneel that can cover an entire country.
Cavendish's shout successfully diverted the attention of the people present from the duel between Jerry and the painted-faced man.
Sure enough, as soon as Cavendish finished speaking, a group of people in naval uniforms appeared behind him.