Not good!
The instant Oak vanished, combined with that look in his eyes just now, Shanks and Rayleigh instinctively sensed that something was wrong. Benn Beckman's pupils contracted sharply as well, engulfed by an emotion he had long since forgotten—fear.
Where?
He immediately unleashed his Observation Haki at full force, trying to pinpoint Oak's location. Shanks and Rayleigh also sprinted toward him.
As for Garp, Sengoku, and the others, they hesitated for a moment. Benn Beckman was not one of their own, so they were not as anxious as Shanks and Rayleigh. Still, they understood that when the lips were gone, the teeth would grow cold. After a brief pause, they rushed over as well.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~"
Six figures raced toward Benn Beckman one after another, but they were all a step too late. Oak's abruptly vanished figure reached him first.
Seeing that young face so close at hand, Benn Beckman's expression nearly twisted apart.
Powerful wind pressure enveloped him as one of Oak's fists entered his view.
When?
Benn Beckman had no idea how Oak had appeared. Even with his Observation Haki fully unleashed, he could not find the slightest trace of Oak. It was as though Oak had vanished into thin air and reappeared from thin air, without leaving any trajectory in between.
But this was not the time to think about that, because Oak's punch gave him an unprecedented sense of mortal danger.
That feeling was stronger than it had ever been before. If that fist landed, he would truly die!
A powerful urge rose within Benn Beckman. He rapidly retreated, trying to widen the distance between himself and Oak, but Oak clung to him like a shadow. That fist drew ever closer.
"Bang, bang, bang~"
Benn Beckman fired desperately, trying to buy himself enough