Black Jack had been keeping an eye on Captain Ma Lu's movements, and when he saw him flee, he also made a run for it immediately.
He assumed a hound's posture, using both hands and feet, and his speed surpassed that of Ma Lu's jet boots, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
But Ma Lu was not in a hurry. Having died twenty times, although he still hadn't found a way to deal with the Revenge canned carps, he had more or less figured out some of their habits.
The Revenge canned carps would devour any living creature it saw.
If there were prey trying to escape, it would tend to start eating from the one farthest away.
In other words, the faster Black Jack ran, the more likely he would become the primary target of the Revenge canned carps, just like the previous birdman.
It was just that this time, since Ma Lu had eliminated the female giant's group in advance, Black Jack had not seen the birdman being eaten and naturally did not know that he had been set up.