Woman in Black

The stunned silence on the dock lasted for several breaths. In the end, the elder bodyguards were the first to react. The personal bodyguards behind the elder ran over with terrified, panicked expressions, kneeling or squatting as they shouted loudly. But with his head blown open that badly, there was no way he could still be alive.

A shrill, piercing whistle rang out instantly. Den Den Mushi signals spread in all directions. The quick-reacting spies went all out, running or leaping toward the source of the not-so-loud gunshot, their faces cold, stern, or furious.

Then the John Family members reacted as well. Abad let out a scream as if he had gone mad, as though he were the one who had been shot. Every John Family member around him was flustered and panic-stricken.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

"Immediately use all our power to seal off all of Maglin Island. No matter who it is, remember, absolutely no one is allowed to leave the island!"

"Mobilize all forces to investigate. Search the entire island—whether the city or the wilderness. Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, find that sniper!" John Abad roared, his face flushed red and twisted, his eyes bloodshot. At this moment, all traces of elegance, authority, and composure were gone. He shouted like a madman.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Most of the people present were from the John Family's direct lineage, and all of them held real power. One after another, they hurriedly answered, taking out all kinds of Den Den Mushi and dialing number after number.

Even government officials were dragged out of bed and cursed awake. From legal to criminal to gray-area forces, every kind of power was mobilized within minutes. The calls reached nearly every industry on Maglin Island.

The Naval Sub-base stationed in western Maglin Island also stirred into action. Partly because of the elder's bodyguards, and partly because of the John Family. This naval branch had countless ties to the John Family as well.

The navy assembled, and warships prepared to leave port to blockade all waters around Maglin Island!

Carlos's single shot instantly threw the previously quiet Maglin Island into turmoil and uproar. Who knew how many people would suffer undeserved disaster because of it...

Carlos did not care much about that. Ordinary civilians would not suffer much undeserved trouble. The real issue was the Pirates, assassins, bounty hunters, and even thugs lurking across Maglin Island.

Within the forests of eastern Maglin Island, Carlos carried the rifle case on his back as he darted through the woods, running and leaping. Swift as a cheetah and agile as an ape, he headed toward the coast.

As he ran, Carlos took out a Den Den Mushi and dialed a number. The call connected quickly.

"Olsen, how much longer until you reach the eastern side of Maglin Island?" Carlos sounded calm, but there was a trace of anxiety in his voice. Olsen could not hear it, however.

"Boss, we'll be there soon."

"Damn it, don't give me 'soon'! Give me an exact time. At the very least, give me an estimate!"

The Den Den Mushi fell silent for a moment before speaking again.

"Boss, we'll arrive within ten minutes at most!"

"Good. Ten minutes!"

"If you get here in ten minutes, you'll all get credit. If you don't make it, not only will there be no credit, you'll be punished!"

"Yes, yes, Boss. We'll definitely make it."

"You little bastards, speed up! Full speed ahead!"

Click!

Carlos hung up the Den Den Mushi, tucked it into his clothes, and focused on traveling. Two minutes later, he reached the shore.

Phew... As the slightly fishy, cool sea breeze blew over him, Carlos let out a long breath. Damn, that was thrilling!

At a time like this, every second counted. Luckily, he had been smart enough to notify Olsen in advance. Otherwise, getting away smoothly would not have been easy.

"Ahahaha..."

Carlos took a bottle of fiery liquor from his pocket and drained it in one gulp. It burned all the way from his mouth to his stomach. After finishing it, he laughed heartily. This was the celebratory drink he had prepared for success. It was simple, but at least it gave the moment a sense of ceremony!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Sharp gunshots suddenly rang out. Carlos's laughter stopped as he instinctively crouched down. After realizing they were not shooting at him, he sighed in relief. Yet the crisp gunshots continued, and they were getting closer.

Carlos hurried away from the beach and hid behind a thick tree by the shore. His eyes turned pale, veins bulging around them. His vision pierced straight through the sturdy trunk and rapidly extended outward. Soon, more than a dozen figures appeared in his black-and-white field of vision.

"Damn it, what the hell!" Carlos immediately cursed.

In his sight, a young woman in a black bodysuit, with a curvaceous figure and an adorable yet icy face, was fleeing along an irregular path with a gun in each hand. Behind her, more than a dozen Mafia Members armed with rifles were relentlessly hunting her down.

Bullets continuously struck trees, grass, bushes, dirt, and rocks. But the Woman in Black moved in an incredibly slippery, unpredictable way, and she was fast enough that the bullets only grazed past her without hitting.

From time to time, the woman in black would fire a shot over her shoulder, or return fire while dodging. Her shots were powerful and precise. With every shot, a pursuing Mafia Member either died or was wounded!

Carlos had no time to admire the woman in black's curvaceous figure. His head was about to explode...

Although the woman in black's route was irregular, she was generally moving toward the beach where he was hiding. Such a huge commotion would draw far too much attention.

Most importantly, the pirate ship coming to pick him up would arrive soon. The Mafia Members would definitely spot it. Such unusual intelligence would surely be reported, and then Carlos and the Mad Bull Pirates might be hunted by both the underworld and the authorities—in other words, the Pirates and the navy.

Carlos frowned deeply, wishing he could shoot that woman dead. But he could not. Although Carlos's methods were fierce and his attacks ruthless, he never killed indiscriminately. He would not attack someone who had no connection to him, no conflict of interest with him, and no grudge against him...

Since that was the case, he could only play the hero saving a beauty.

Sigh, life was really too hard for him...

Quietly taking Blood Night from behind his back, Carlos transformed his right eye into the Three-Tomoe Sharingan. He extended the muzzle from the right side of the tree. Pupil Power surged, and the positions and movements of the Mafia Members appeared in his mind. Then he pulled the trigger swiftly and decisively.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dull gunshots rang out in succession. Bullets shot forth, accurately piercing one burning heart after another from far away. Mafia Members fell one after another, dying without even knowing how they had died, utterly aggrieved!

The Woman in Black was startled when she heard gunfire different from the shots behind her. But when she saw the people pursuing her fall one after another, she immediately stopped running and charged back. Her twin guns fired together, bullets pouring out as Mafia Members dropped one by one. She had quite the bearing of the Two-Gun Old Lady!

"Brave enough, and her marksmanship isn't bad either. But without my perfect cover, she would have been wounded even if she didn't die,"

Carlos muttered, turning around to put away his gun. He took out a cigarette and leaned against the tree as he smoked...

A minute later, footsteps sounded. The Woman in Black walked over to Carlos without saying anything. Her emerald-green eyes looked him up and down, as if she were examining something...

Carlos felt rather speechless. What an impolite woman. He had saved her, yet she did not even say thank you. Instead, she openly stared at him like this... Huh? Maybe she was considering how to repay him?

There was supposedly a saying about women repaying a life-saving favor: if the man was handsome, she would offer herself to him; if he was not, she would repay him in the next life by working like an ox or horse...

Sigh, this shallow world cared far too much about looks. It was miserable. Life was just too hard!

He had looked ordinary in his previous life, but he was fairly handsome in this one. Hehehe, she should be offering herself to him, right?

Although he was still not that old and did not want to lose his virginity too early, he could reluctantly accept under these circumstances. It was a special situation, after all. He could not betray someone's sincere goodwill!

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