Ding! Ding! Ding!
The three bullets, which were originally thought to hit their mark, all whizzed past Donald's body, striking the hull of the ship directly.
Tito's pupils contracted, and he instinctively took two steps back.
Two shadows shot toward him at high speed, reaching him in the blink of an eye.
Tito knew he couldn't avoid it, so he simply used his pistol to knock on both sides, sending the two shadows flying directly.
It was only when those two objects deviated and embedded themselves into the deck beside him that Tito could clearly see what they actually were.
“Forks?”
Tito looked at Donald with a puzzled expression.
He never expected that Donald would actually use forks as a hidden weapon.
What does this mean? Is he looking down on me?
Seeing the surprised look on Tito's face, Donald took out a bundle of forks from his hand and said with a smile, “You use a gun while I use forks. That's not taking advantage of you, is it?”
Tito responded to Donald in a deep voice, “You're courting death!”
An unparalleled aura radiated from Tito's body.
Donald knew that Tito had activated his own Stella Warrior force field.
Several more gunshots rang out as Tito fired at Donald once again.
It was just that this time, the bullet flew at a faster speed and at a more sneaky angle.
Donald initially wanted to toy with Tito, but the moment he felt that the bullets fired from Tito's gun were different, Donald instantly pushed his speed to the limit.
The bullet grazed past Donald's shoulder, leaving a wound in its wake.
The sensation of pain jolted Donald awake. He realized that the gun in Tito's hand could pose a lethal threat to him.
The injured Donald no longer chose to confront Tito head-on.
He swiftly maneuvered himself, aiming to use the obstacles to get closer to Tito.
Typically, those who played with guns would become useless once someone got close to them.
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