"It's not me!"
Lucci gritted his teeth and slowly retreated to Kalifa's side, carefully guarding against attacks from the surrounding CP organization members.
"Lucci..."
After regaining consciousness, Kalifa struggled to sit up; at this moment, her face was extremely pale.
She pressed the wound with one hand and managed to stop the bleeding, but she no longer had the strength to fight.
The shot just now by the opponent seriously injured her, but the damage was just enough not to kill her immediately so as to keep Lucci here as much as possible.
"What an irony."
Kalifa murmured, her eyes revealing an indescribable sadness.
She never thought that the scene in which she cooperated with Lucci a few months ago in order to infiltrate White Knight Pirate, where companions sacrificed each other, would actually be repeated here.
Even the sword that stabbed them was still in the hands of the World Government.
Only this time, they really wanted to kill them.
Even what she had said to Lucci before, that the World Government valued his talent and would not give up on him easily, seemed naive and childish.
In the eyes of these people, they are just tools after all.
Justice?! It's never been about justice...
Kalifa lowered her voice, but a handsome face appeared in her mind at this moment; then she said with a bit of self-mockery: "If you can survive, please ask that guy if he loves me."
"Lucci, leave me here..."
Bang!
A fire flickered again in the darkness, and the sniper next to Gismonda opened fire, interrupting Kalifa's words.
But the bullet was caught by Lucci, who was already prepared for it.
Whoosh!
The pitch-black bullet rotated at high speed, rubbing against Lucci's palm, bringing out a burst of smoke and the smell of burnt flesh.
Lucci looked at the wound on his palm and looked around.
He knows that it is impossible to escape with Kalifa by his own strength tonight.
After all, even if there was no sniper comparable to Van Augur, the murderous intent that Gismonda inadvertently revealed was enough to make him feel dangerous.
He just couldn't give up on Kalifa.
"It's a touching camaraderie, but you seem to have forgotten that emotions mean nothing to people like us."
Gismonda's tone was calm, even a little cold.
Because the current situation is almost a death sentence for Rob Lucci.
So much so that his posture, his vigilance, and the murderous intent emanating from his body slowly dissipated, and his face under the mask was full of sarcasm.
"Rob Lucci."
"Even if you didn't reveal the Six Styles, you who have developed emotions are no longer valuable."
Lucci was indifferent, but the bloodshot in his eyes became more and more obvious, making his eyes appear red under the moonlight, and he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.
The CP organization has taught him countless times since he was a child, telling him countless times that everything he did was for justice and to eliminate evil.
But when he became evil, he realized how absurd this teaching was.
"What a joke!"
Lucci let out a roar, but the only answer he got was a gunshot.
Bang!
When the bullet flew past Lucci's face, he realized that the bullet was not aimed at him but at the already dying Kalifa. Then, the second shot, the third shot, in just a few seconds, the bullets fired at Kalifa turned into a continuous flame, shooting at Kalifa like raindrops.
"Iron Body!"
Lucci cursed inwardly, but without the slightest hesitation, he bore the brunt of the bullet coming for Kalifa's body.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
When the bullet hit his body, it made a sound like metal hitting each other.
Obviously, those who have mastered the Six Styles, or even practiced them to the point of realizing the Life Return, have developed Six Styles to the extreme.
For Lucci, who has his own unique moves, ordinary bullets can no longer pose any threat to him.
As a member of CP0, Gismonda knew this truth, and then he gave a subtle look to the sniper beside him.
The sniper immediately understood his meaning.
He deftly ejected the bullet from the barrel, then replaced it with a bullet specially made for people with devil fruit ability and pulled the trigger again.
The whole process took less than a second.
"Um!"
A strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in Lucci's heart, who had just awakened his Observation Haki.
It's stronger than ever before!
It's going to be terrible!
He immediately understood what this was: "Sea Prism Stone bullet!"
The CP is another organization under the World Government that runs parallel to the Marines. Although the two organizations' military forces are not at the same level, they are equal in terms of authority.
The Marines have an ample supply of Sea Prism Stone, even enough to incorporate Sea Prism Stone into the outer armor of warships.
So, how could the CP organization lack these things?
At this moment, every cell in Lucci's body and brain was reminding him of the same thought: Escape! Escape! Escape!
But Lucci understood it at this moment.
The enemy was not aiming at him but at Kalifa's head. If Kalifa was still alive after the first two gunshot wounds, she would definitely die after this one!
There was no possibility for him to break out of the encirclement with such a burden.
The best solution is, of course, to give up Kalifa directly. Even Kalifa's words just now helped him unload the last burden in his heart.
It was she who chose to use her life to help him break out of the encirclement...
This thought flashed through Lucci's mind instantly, and he made a decision, but the remaining instinct in his body still made him take actions that were completely contrary to his rational judgment.
Whoosh!
The Sea Prism Stone bullet hit Lucci's body and instantly broke into tiny fragments, embedding deeply into his flesh.
At this moment, Lucci loses all his strength to resist and falls to the ground with a thud because Sea Prism Stone can not only suppress the power of Devil Fruits but also make the user fall into a weak state.
When the hot blood hit Kalifa's face, there was indescribable emotion in her eyes.
"Ahhh..."
Kalifa's voice had a sense of helplessness and indescribable satisfaction because, at least at this moment, Lucci had found something that was truly worth sacrificing his life for, rather than the so-called justice written on paper or living in the mouths of these people.
"Lucci, it turns out you can do such a stupid thing."
"This is what people like us deserve."
"Stop!"
As Lucci fell, Gismonda slowly raised his hand, and the surrounding gunfire stopped instantly, but the muzzle of the gun was still coldly pointed at Lucci and Kalifa.
Gismonda lowered his eyes, looked down at him, and said calmly: "What is the purpose of the White Knight Pirate entering the Grand Line? What are they planning?!"
"Tell me, and I'll give you a quick death!"
Lucci gasped for breath, but a smile appeared on his face at this moment: "Who knew?!"
"But that guy is much more humane than you."
"Bastard!"
Gismonda's eyes suddenly turned cold.
He turned and waved his hand.
The CP agents understood what he meant and pulled the trigger at the same time without any hesitation.
But before the flintlock could emit a flame, a dark figure rushed over from a distance.
Whoosh!
Everyone only saw several silver-white blade lights suddenly appear in the air, and the next moment, the flintlock rifles in their hands were cut off along with the bullets that had not yet been fired, and their hands also fell to the ground.
"Who?!"
Gismonda felt a chill in an instant, and with the premonition of crisis brought by the Observation Haki, he instinctively wrapped his arms around with Armament Haki and collided with the incoming blade.
Boom!