The change in Uchiha Hikaru's eyes was extremely subtle, but at such close range, Jinbe saw it clearly. To make the usually indifferent Uchiha Hikaru react like this, Jinbe felt that it had been worth it.
Fish-Man Island needed a powerful backer, and in Jinbe's eyes, Uchiha Hikaru was the best candidate. If sacrificing himself could earn Uchiha Hikaru's wholehearted gratitude, then Jinbe believed his act of taking the bullet had been more than worthwhile.
Besides, an ordinary gun like this might injure him, but taking Jinbe's life would not be so easy.
A faint smile curled at Hikaru's lips. He reached out, placed a hand on Jinbe's shoulder, and gave a light tug. An enormous force yanked Jinbe back, and he could not resist at all.
"Who told you that I needed you to block guns of this caliber for me?" Hikaru smiled calmly. His right hand blurred into afterimages, and after he moved, every bullet flying toward him vanished.
Jinbe stared in shock at the handful of bullets clenched in Hikaru's hand. Had he caught every single one? Jinbe had seen many powerful people, but he had never seen anyone strong enough to catch bullets with their bare hands.
"What happened?!" The people firing in formation cried out in alarm. "Are the guns fake? Why aren't they working?"
"Wait! It looks like that guy caught them!"
Those words left everyone stunned. A group of men in hazmat suits held their guns on Uchiha Hikaru, whose face wore a sinister, wicked grin, unsure whether they should fire again.
While they hesitated, Hikaru stepped forward. His body flashed ahead, and he poured power into the bullets in his hand before flicking his wrist. Every bullet shot through the hazmat soldiers at terrifying speed, and in an instant, Hikaru gave each