"BANG!"
The crisp crack of the gunshot rang out. In an instant, a bullet tore a massive hole through the leader's head. The back of his skull was blown clean off, sending a spray of brain matter into the air as his body slammed back into his chair.
Only this time, he wasn't getting back up.
This sudden turn of events left the pirates utterly dumbfounded. They could hardly believe their own eyes, completely unable to process what had just happened.
Their leader, their vicious captain, was dead? Just like that!?
And his head had been completely blown apart. It was a gruesome way to die!
"A gun... It's a gun! He has a gun!" a white-haired old sailor suddenly shouted, pointing at the automatic rifle in Shen Feng's hands. "Quick... quick, hands on your head! According to the old legends, it's the only way to keep a gun from killing you!"
As he spoke, he dropped his Fish Spear, squatted on the deck, and clasped his hands over his head.
