Hawkins still ignored Urki, as if they were not on the same channel.

He drew a card and said calmly: "The avoidance rate is 0%, the survival rate is 100%, it's very interesting, in other words..."

As he said that, he looked up at Van Oka who was silently loading bullets.

"Your 'shooting' can't kill me."

"Bang bang!"

The response to Hawkins was Van Oka's seven consecutive extremely difficult armed lead bullets, all hitting Hawkins.

Hissing...

Seven straw stunt dolls fell from Hawkins, and Hawkins remained safe and sound.

Then, while Van Oka loaded the lead bullet, Hawkins drew the second card.

"Your winning rate is...0%, and the result of this showdown is obvious."

"Bang bang!"

Another seven combo, but it has no effect.

A slight turmoil broke out in Van Oka's heart.

Hawkins raised his arms calmly, and the substitute dolls woven from straw fell out of the cuffs like production lines.

"Don't you understand yet? This is a duel that you are destined to not win."

“…!”

Van Oka's eyes turned cold.

This man who often talks about "this is fate" has a true feeling of being very harmless and insulting when facing Hawkins, who is filled with the aura of a charlatan between his words and deeds.

On the side, Urki looked at Hawkins like a ghost.

This guy...

Could it be that you want to use the opponent's bullet to win?

Just like an epiphany, Urki seemed to understand the tactics Hawkins was going to implement.

It seems so

For this powerful sniper in front of him, this is indeed a duel that is destined to be unwinned.

Another place.

Philo, wearing a crow mask, came to the opposite of poison Q as she wished.

"Ahem..."

While coughing, Duq looked at Philo's epidemic prevention mask and said, "The 'props' you wear on your face, cough cough... made me think of some past events."

"This is not a prop, but a symbol!"

Philo took a deep breath and slowly posed for the joint skill starting position.

"You mean symbol?"

Duq thought of something, and suddenly realized it and said coldly: "If this kind of ideal is better than reality, only my bad 'hometown' is still regarded as the truth, ahem... Since you came from there, it means... I was still too kind at that time."

"Goodness...you are simply a demon!"

Philo's petite body shot towards Duq like an arrow, his hands were up and down, and his fingers were slightly hooked.

"Is the joint skill...hehe...too immature."

Du Q held the handle of the sickle tightly, and when Philo leaned over, he slashed out a round wheel sword light.

Philo avoided it thrillingly, reached out to pass through the sickle, and attacked the shoulder bones of Du Q.

However, DuQ directly changed hands and held the hilt of the sickle, and smashed the back of the curved sickle hard on Philo's waist and abdomen.

Philo groaned and was knocked away by a blow.

Before being knocked away, Philo sprinkled some toxin powder.

"Ahem..."

Duq glanced at the toxin powder that Philo left behind.

"Use poison in front of me?"

A look of contempt flashed through Duq's eyes, and a sneer was released, covering the sickle's body with an armed color.

Immediately afterwards, Duq stepped under his feet and rushed towards Feiluo, who was flying in the air at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his sick body.

Judging from the momentum, I plan to solve it with one knife before Philo lands.

Swish!

The sickle covered with an armed color slashed through the air and slashed towards Philo's body.

At this moment, Jim, who turned on the human-beasted form of the Triceratops, resisted the falling sickle with his body.

Puff!

Blood splashes.

The sickle broke through Jim's armed color and hard skin and penetrated deeply.

After being hit so hard, Jim didn't even touch his eyebrows, looking at the Poison Q near him expressionlessly, and raised his hands and took the initiative to press the sickle that pierced into his body.

Jim's inexplicable crazy behavior of not fearing pain made Duq's heart slightly shocked.

"This guy...?"

When he was confused, Duq suddenly felt something, and he extremely decisively released the hilt of the sickle and retreated quickly.

After he made a retreat, several white ghosts emerged from the ground where he was originally standing.

"Damn it, why didn't you win again!"

Seeing that the negative ghost failed to successfully attack, Perona, who was floating in the air, waved her fist angrily.

"I don't blame you."

Jim pulled out the sickle that was deeply trapped in his body without changing his face, and brought up a dazzling blood, and then said in a deep voice:

"Being able to decisively abandon weapons in this situation means that he is extremely sharp, so your ghost will be lost."

"Huh? Big guy, are you comforting me?"

Perona lowered her height and looked at Jim, who had always been silent.

Jim did not answer immediately, but covered his arms on his hands, and then broke the sickle with his bare hands in front of Du Q.

After doing this, Jim looked up slightly and looked at Perona.

"I'm not comforting you, but... I've never seen your 'ghost' hit a key enemy, but I've seen your companions often hit by your 'ghost', so from the beginning, I didn't have much expectations."

“!!!”

Several blue veins burst out from Perona's forehead, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You, who are usually taciturn, have said so many things at once, so it's so hard!!!"

Jim nodded silently.

“!!!”

Perona said angrily: "What does it mean to nod!!!"

Jim did not speak, but looked at the Poison Q in front of him, and threw the broken sickle to the ground beside him.

"Ahem..."

Duq looked at the eyes and applied the remains of the poison-coated sickle with his own hands, and said quietly: "It is worthy of being an ancient animal species. After the poison penetrates into the body, it can still stand firm. However... in another minute, your death period will come."

“…”

Hearing the words of Poison Q, Jim looked down at the hideous wound on his chest that was stabbed by a sickle, and said in a muffled voice: "Your 'poison' cannot be effective for me. It has nothing to do with ancient abilities, but because there is a powerful doctor in my team."

After pausing, Jim whispered: "There are two."

Before he finished speaking, Philo slowly walked to Jim.

In Jim's long, boring and extremely painful training, he not only healed himself by the injury, but also went through countless poisoning and detoxification processes.

And the initiator is Philo.

This form of training gave Jim an unusually strong ability to resist poison.

Then, Perona fell down too.

It is another situation of winning against three.

With this situation, the current situation of the Blackbeard Pirates is tantamount to dying struggle.
Chapter completed!