After a loud collision, the person who came retreated violently.
Under the moonlight, Gismonda looked up.
All he saw was a thin man in a black suit with sharp claw knives on his fingertips, looking at him coldly.
"Kuro!"
"The White Knight Pirate are also going to interfere in the affairs of the CP organization?!"
"Who knew?!"
Kuro spread his hands with a hint of helplessness on his face. He did not look back at Lucci behind him but just said lightly: "If they were allowed to die here, that stubborn guy would be in great pain."
"So, can you please give me some face? Let's just leave it at that?"
Gismonda came back to his senses and brushed the dust off his clothes with his hand, raised his chin slightly, and resumed his superior attitude.
Before he took action, he had already obtained detailed information about White Knight Pirate, and naturally, he knew how long Gawain had been scheming and how much effort he had put into obtaining the title of Warlord.
Such a person would definitely not give up his own interests for the sake of an undercover agent.
Besides, the one standing behind him is the World Government!
The fact that Gawain was willing to bow to the World Government in exchange for the privileges of the Warlord of the Sea proves that he does not have the courage to go against the World Government!
Gismonda confirmed his thoughts and replied with just two words: "Go away!"
Kuro's face suddenly turned dark, his fingertips grasped his weapon, and his murderous intent became even more intense.
Just as he was about to make a move, he heard Gawain's teasing laughter: "Hahaha..."
"I told you your face is worthless, right?!"
Under the moonlight, the sea breeze continued to blow over, hitting the agents, bringing an indescribable chill.
Gawain's figure slowly approached from a distance.
He did not draw his sword, nor did he use the power of his devil fruit.
Even the murderous intent around him was completely restrained.
However, the overwhelming sense of oppression still made the CP agents present breathless, and many of the wounded even fainted on the spot.
"Conqueror Haki?!"
Gismonda frowned.
If there was only Kuro, he would still have the confidence to escape unscathed.
After that, he just needs to report everything that happened tonight to the World Government, and the only outcome for the White Knight Pirate is to be arrested by the joint effort of the Marines and the CP organization.
The so-called Warlords of the Sea have never remained static.
The old ones fall, and the new ones take their place.
"After all, didn't Gawain succeed in taking over the position of Gecko Moria in the first place?"
But when Gawain arrived, the situation was different.
With the terrifying destructive power he displayed in the Drum Kingdom, Cactus Island might be wiped off the map by him.
This man really has the ability to keep everyone here.
Gismonda's eyes fell on Lucci, who was badly injured in the distance, and a hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes.
Lucci and Kalifa know too much about the World Government and the CP organization. Once that information falls into the hands of pirates, the impact will be immeasurable.
In just a few seconds, Gismonda made up his mind: Rob Lucci and Kalifa need to die tonight!
"You want to interfere in the internal affairs of the CP organization?!"
Gismonda looked up at Gawain and shouted, but his finger accidentally touched the sniper next to him.
The latter understood, and when the time was right, he raised the flintlock in his hand towards Lucci. However, before he could even pull the trigger, a sharp sound was heard in the distance.
Boom!
A bullet flew in from the end of everyone's sight in the night sky, and the next moment, the barrel of the gun in the CP organization's sniper's hand exploded on the spot and was completely torn into pieces.
His head also exploded like a watermelon, and red and white flesh and blood fell onto Gismonda's mask. The fishy smell rushed into his nostrils, making him feel nauseous.
Originally, for someone like him, there should be no physiological reaction to death and flesh and blood. If there is a physiological reaction, it can only be due to one reason... fear!
White Knight Gawain has absolutely no respect for the World Government!
He opened his mouth, but it felt dry, and he couldn't utter a word.
"Sniper!"
A name instantly appeared in his mind, causing the surrounding agents, who were already frightened by Gawain's arrival, to tremble all over.
"Van Augur, the Supersonic!"
"You want to be the enemy of the World Government?"
"You cannot represent the World Government, and you seem to have forgotten one thing. The source of the warlords' privileges has never been the World Government's awarding of honors, but their own powerful combat power!"
Gawain's voice was extremely indifferent, and what he said was a fact that was ordinary in his eyes, but the man in front of him, who was in the confidential department of the World Government, was not aware of it at all.
However, this is the place that gave birth to Spandine and Spandam, so there are certainly more than just those two fools.
Gawain didn't even look at Gismonda; he just looked at Lucci and Kalifa.
"Now it's time for you to make a choice: to completely leave the World Government and become my companion or to die here."
"My patience is limited."
Lucci slowly opened his eyes but did not immediately answer Gawain's words. Instead, he asked: "When did you discover our purpose?"
"In the beginning."
Lucci was stunned, with a self-deprecating expression on his face: "I was right to be uneasy. From the beginning, we were just like two clowns in front of you."
"Ha..."
He barely straightened up and looked at Gawain, asking: "I don't understand why you would..."
"Who knows?"
Gawain stretched out his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose. Gin's face suddenly appeared in his mind, and he sighed: "That guy, Gin, really likes you guys."
Lucci was silent for a moment.
The World Government to which he's loyal sees him as a tool and will abandon him without hesitation once he loses my usefulness, or even just because of a hint of suspicion.
But a man who had only just met him, heard him speak a few words, had a few drinks with him, and been on the same boat with him could risk his life to stop the enemy for him.
This world is really... crazy!
Should he change his way of life, then?
As Lucci hesitated, he heard Kalifa's weak voice. "Hey, captain..."
Kalifa managed to sit up straight, leaning against the stone wall behind her.
She habitually raised her hand to touch the golden hair on her forehead and adjusted her clothes.
Then she looked at Gawain. The blood at the corners of her mouth and all over her body made her look even more tragic.
Her eyes were like a pool of autumn water, extremely moving, and the emotions brewing in them were completely undisguised.
"Who is more beautiful, me or Princess Guinevere?"
Gawain was stunned by the sudden question. He then realized that the one who was most seriously injured was not Lucci but Kalifa.
The gunshot wound in her chest had damaged her lungs.
The bullet that hit her thigh directly tore off a large piece of flesh.
If she doesn't get timely treatment, she may die in the next second or even this second.
Gawainben wanted to clarify the misunderstanding, but the answer turned out to be: "You'll have a chance to find out if you survive."
"What an unromantic man."
The corner of Kalifa's mouth curled up into a smile, and then she slowly closed her eyes. Her chest rose and fell more violently, which was her constant struggle for survival.
When Lucci saw this scene, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he made up his mind at this moment: "Kalifa, let's live our lives again! Even if we have to go astray!"
Accompanied by his words, Lucci's eyes became more determined. He turned to look at Gawain, barely supported his weak body, half-knelt in front of Gawain, and said solemnly: "Originally CP9 member, Cat-Cat Fruit, Model: Leopard user, Rob Lucci."
"Captain Gawain, please let me on board!"