Seventh Street.
In a forest near the port, Bakara's face was pale. Her emerald eyes were filled with anger and she was gnashing her teeth.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!
Stray bullets shot from behind her, like flashing sparks under the night sky.
Thousands of men in black suits chased after her. Just the sight of it was terrifying.
"Sir Manager, please come back with us!"
The few leaders chasing after her didn't press too hard. A stray bullet almost hit Bakara, giving them a huge fright. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that the woman running away in front of them was the eighth leader personally appointed by the Emperor.
If he were to be injured, not only would he be bullied in the future, he might even lose his life.
The head of the richest corporation was a position that was second only to one person and above tens of thousands. She was on the same level as the Joy Queen and the Dance Queen who managed them. If this woman really became the eighth head of the corporation, it would only take a single word from her to kill them.
Therefore, even though thousands of people were chasing after her, they didn't dare to hurt Bakara.
It was hard on these people.
"Open your f * cking eyes. Who told you to shoot!"
"She's the Eighth Manager in the future."
The crowd was cursing and swearing. Many of the leaders were swearing at their subordinates. Their hearts were trembling.
"Surround her, surround her. Put away your weapons and use your bodies to block her path."
"Yes!"
At this moment, Bakara had a complicated expression. She looked at the men in black suits surrounding her. They put away their weapons and didn't fight back even when she attacked them. They just tried to limit her range of movement.
"Get lost!"
Bakara didn't appreciate it. She kicked out her slender legs in a dazzling manner. Everywhere she went, people were thrown off their feet. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to break out of the encirclement.
But Bakara was strange.
Some of the men who wanted to catch her either sprained their ankles or were thrown to the ground by the people around them. It was a funny scene.
"What's going on!"
"She sprained her ankle."
"Idiot."
"Sir Manager rushed out."
"Get up quickly. She's crushing me."
All kinds of curses were heard in the crowd. The scene was chaotic.
As for Bakara, she leaped from one of the men to the other and charged toward the harbor like a fairy from another world.
She was like the Goddess of Luck. Everyone who chased after her would be knocked down by stones on the ground, branches, or small pits. Especially after entering the forest, the unlucky incidents were everywhere.
Unknowingly, in just a short one-kilometer forest, the thousands of people chasing after them had been reduced by half. Most of them had fallen in the forest with bruises all over their faces. All kinds of accidents were always unexpected.
However, Bakara, who was running at the front, didn't relax. Instead, her expression became even more unsightly.
Her luck was about to run out.
Luck was something that could be seen in her eyes. If she had 100 Luck points before, now she only had 10 points left to deal with the pursuit.
If she used it up, she wouldn't have the luck to take care of her, and she wouldn't be so lucky then.
Therefore, she needed to change her tactics.
"Lord Duan."
At this moment, a burly man pounced over from the side. Bacca leaped into the air and flipped upside down. She reached out and touched the burly man's head, instantly robbing him of his luck.
Along the way, Bakara began to sweat profusely, and exhaustion began to appear on her face.
But the port was almost there.
As long as she seized a ship, she would be able to escape from this island.
With her fruit ability, she wouldn't be in danger even if she went out to sea alone. The changeable weather of the Grand Line was nothing to her.
As long as she had enough luck, she wouldn't be in danger even if she climbed a mountain of swords or plunged into a sea of blood.
Her ability was so buggy.
So rude and unreasonable!
On the other side, Kaos stood in midair. Beside him, Sakyamuni, the Goddess of God, angels, and fairies were scattered around. The pure golden halo above his head was extraordinary!
A large number of residents within a few kilometers had already evacuated.
Only a few pirates who were confident in their own strength or wanted to take advantage of the situation were there.
Kostres had been hiding in the alternate dimension for five minutes. He looked miserably at Kaos, who was standing motionless outside and full of flaws. His pale face was filled with anger and fear.
The other party had only kicked him twice, and he had almost been sent to the Heavens.
In the eyes of the outside world, Kostres was also a big pirate. After all, his bounty was as high as 683 million.
But what the world didn't know was that Kostres was actually very weak.
It was only because of the strange properties of the Fruit of Door-To-Door that they were able to steal treasures from various factions, appearing and disappearing unpredictably and difficult to catch. This made many people gnash their teeth in anger, which was why the bounty was so high.
If the bounty was related to strength, it would be around 200 to 300 million at most.
That was why Caius had almost killed Kostlers with just a couple of normal, even casual kicks.
In short, he was like a pewter spear head that looked good but was useless!
For a strong person like Kaos, he was naturally weak. But compared to other cannon fodder struggling on the sea, he was a strong person.
Especially in the theft industry, he could be considered an ancestor.
"Did he escape?"
Kaos waited for another five minutes, but the other party still didn't appear.
The All-weather Kenbonshoku (Observation) didn't find any problems, and there were no ripples in the surrounding atmosphere.
To deal with this kind of enemy, he should have attacked from the beginning. If he could kill with one strike, he would never use a second strike. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to escape to the alternate dimension.
Forget it. It was the first time they met, so he didn't know the other party's ability.
The next time they met, he would have a better idea.
Turning to look in the direction of the port, Kaos's lips curled up.
It was time to have an in-depth conversation with the eighth person.
"Master Guan."
"Boss, what should we do? Master Guan is about to escape."
The group of burly men saw Bakara standing on a small boat and was about to leave. They were all impatient.
"Hmph!"
"This concubine is under the care of luck!"
Seeing that she was about to escape, Bakara flicked her long hair over her shoulders, clapped her hands, and looked at the hundreds of men at the port who were helpless. Her charming face was full of disdain.
She even shamelessly called herself a concubine.
Narcissism was something that came from the bones.
Although she was still very young, she was no longer a normal person.
She did have the right to be narcissistic. Whether it was her appearance, figure, or ability, she was invincible.
However, in the next moment, Bakara's narcissistic face suddenly stiffened. The night sky was as bright as day, and four dazzling golden suns fell from the sky.
Due to the wind pressure, four whirlpools formed on the surface of the sea. Shakyamuni, the angel, the Goddess of God, and the fairy stood in the air, completely blocking Bakara's path.
She had seen that divine and extraordinary figure from afar!
But now that she was looking at it up close, it felt like something out of a fantasy story.
"Do you still want to run, Master Guan?"
The voice that was so close to her made Bakara shiver. She turned around stiffly. She didn't know when the Golden Emperor had silently appeared behind her, looking at her with a faint smile.
Bakara had to admit that this man was very handsome.
Wise and powerful, he didn't lack handsome looks. That faintly discernible aura of an emperor was even more domineering.
All kinds of temperaments merged into one, and he was so charming.
That's right, she was extremely charming.
Although this word was used to describe women, it was just right to describe this man at this time.
This was because she could feel all kinds of temperaments from this man with an imposing appearance.
But she was Bakara. How could she be infatuated with him? One had to know that this man was very dangerous. So, Bakara made her move as soon as she came to her senses.
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