One Piece: Buggy the Clown from Arkham

As we all know, the world government does not allow human trafficking.

As a violent institution of the world government, the navy naturally cannot see this.

Therefore, most of the auction venues in the Shampoo Islands are named employment agencies.

This way the navy at Area 66 Base can pretend not to see it.

"Dark, too dark." Bucky shook his head, looking distressed.

He felt that he was quite into the drama. He was playing the role of a navy and he had to look like a navy.

So he gently pushed open the door of an employment agency that was actually a human auction venue.

Before the two big-bodied thugs in suits could stop them, they took the lead and said:

"Hello, ransack the house."

Is this person crazy?

The thug in a suit was stunned for a while, unable to imagine what kind of person would dare to come into the illegal zone and say such words to the auction venue with the sky in the background.

But when he noticed the white uniform of the visitor, his face became happy again.

The person mentioned above is here!

It just didn't wait for him to send the message inside.

A fleet of marines filed in.

Sergeant Jacques led the way, his expression indescribably upright.

The new appointment of the Navy has been announced. The distinguished Major Yarrow is already the Navy Lieutenant Commander of Base 66 of the Chambord Islands.

Of course, he, Jacques, is also from Base 66.

So when Major Yarrow came to enforce justice, of course he had to take the lead.

The two men in suits who were guarding the door, including a dozen thugs who rushed after them, all decisively squatted down with their heads in their hands after seeing the white uniforms.

They are not pirates, so why are they fighting the navy?

Until a man in a suit with a mustache, obviously the leader of the men in suits, came out with the sound of stomping footsteps.

He shouted:

"What are you doing!"

"Do you know whose property this is?"

"Who is your commander? We want to see your commander!"

"Here it is!" Bucky raised a hand obediently.

This guy?

Mustache's expression suddenly changed, and he turned around and ran away.

He didn't dare to take more than two steps before he was blocked by a long gun.

The black muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead.

Jacques didn't know how to describe the majesty at this moment.

It was obvious that he had abandoned the Ming Dynasty and turned to the dark side. It was obvious that he was prepared to commit crimes, but in the end he actually came to carry out justice.

The world is really amazing.

"Yes, shoot here, close-up, this is exclusive news!"

Bucky pointed and asked Arne to hold the camera up to Mustache's face and take some close-ups of the other person.

"What do you want to do?"

Mustache obviously recognized who it was and asked holding his breath.

"What are you doing? Did you see the uniform on me and the two words on the back?"

When Bucky said this, his expression almost became tense.

The Joker wears justice on his body.

If his old friends in Gotham City saw him, they probably wouldn't believe it.

But his "just" actions don't end there.

Bang.

The only front door of the auction hall was kicked open.

Disco, who was working hard to create an atmosphere under the spotlight, turned pale.

The glorious future he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

Just in a way he wasn't expecting.

The visitor was wearing a distinctive navy uniform and a coat of justice.

The smile on his face is bright and sunny.

“We all believe that with chaos comes fairness, right?”

Bucky whispered secretly.

This was another commonality he found among the three clowns.

"So." He straightened up and performed a nondescript aristocratic gesture, "Ladies and gentlemen, congratulations."

"You were arrested because of your involvement in the slave trade."

The buyers outside the venue looked shocked. They didn't understand why the navy that was protecting them and taking their money came to destroy this place.

Does anyone really believe the empty talk of a world government?

Don't be ridiculous, there are several World Government officials in the front row!

"presumptuous!"

"Where are you from the navy? I want to file a complaint against you!"

In the second row of seats at the venue, a man in luxurious clothes suddenly stood up, pointed at Bucky's nose and shouted angrily.

If it was a pirate who came, he would have huddled directly under the chair, and even his fat body would have been secretly buried on the floor.

But it was the navy that came.

Then he dared to call Bucky by his name.

But apparently he overlooked one thing.

Some navy are just criminals wearing navy skin.

He was answered by three violent gunshots.

The attendant next to "Master Tax Collector" looked blank.

But the navy in front of him still seemed dissatisfied. He covered his ears with one hand, as if he was afraid of the violent sound of gunshots, but he held a pistol in the other hand and shot one after another at the tax collector's collapsed body.

The smell of blood, gun smoke, and the smell of urine coming from nowhere.

The pampered adults were so frightened by this scene that their faces turned pale.

"Now, distinguished ladies and gentlemen, do you hear what I say clearly?"

Bucky threw the hot pistol away.

In fact, he got it from his mustache.

"How come such a big auction venue doesn't have any security at all?"

Bucky muttered in slight disappointment.

He felt that the pirates in this world were still too conservative. There was so much glaring wealth here, but they were still unmoved.

"Men on the left and women on the right, stand up. Let our dear reporter comrade give you a clear close-up. And the slave over there, stop wiping the blood off your face. Can you be more miserable?"

The slave in the iron cage wore an extremely thin gray coat with scattered holes.

The snow-white skin emerged from under the gray coat, and was ruthlessly scratched with several wounds.

The sideways kneeling posture just made the long black hair fall to the floor.

The sky-blue eyes, which were just covered with a layer of mist, just made the atmosphere of the auction particularly hot.

This is a female slave full of sad and beautiful style.

After taking a few simple photos, Arne felt a little disappointed.

Disco, who was just in the limelight, was terrified, trembling in the corner, dialing the Den Den Mushi.

"Have you finished?" Baki approached him and asked kindly.

Coincidentally, the Den Den Mushi in Disco's hand was picked up.

"Hello, what's the matter?!" The Den Den Mushi looked unhappy.

"Good morning." Buggy greeted gently.

On the other side of the Den Den Mushi.

Doflamingo glanced at the obviously dim sunlight, with a strange look on his face.

But he still recognized that the other party's voice did not belong to his subordinates.

"Where's Disco?"

"He's fine, right?" Buggy took the Den Den Mushi from the stunned Disco.

The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead.

"By the way, the employment agency in Area 1 is what you call the human auction venue."

"Now it has been copied by me, Colonel Yaro Lux."