One Piece: Buggy the Clown from Arkham

"Is Mr. Clown serious?"

Bai Xing's eyes were blank, and the too dark knowledge made her feel tainted.

But... let the murlocs dig into the bottom of the boat, steal fresh water, throw flags, and pull underwater.

It sounds really useful!

This is the correct way to open up the fish people!

Whose murloc goes ashore to compete with humans for strength?

Shirahoshi glanced sideways at Jinbei in the distance.

Bucky had little interest in her mental activities.

Caesar has been able to produce the vicious drug ES and artificial devil fruits on the giant ship. After all, the equipment of the original research institute has been transferred to the ship.

Of course, if he can't do it, he can only continue to serve as experimental material.

Bucky would not let the other person go just because the devil was hiding.

Fortunately, Caesar gave a positive answer in time.

Then, he sat astride Monet's back.

I brought her along specifically for this purpose.

Comes with big wings.

He didn't have any sympathy for her.

The purpose of the clown gang's existence is to serve his game.

"Let's go to Dressrosa."

"Love and passion...hehe, I hope it won't make anyone wish."

There is something humiliating about this gesture.

However, Bucky can turn his body into half gas, so there is no burden on Monet.

"Young...Mr. Clown, you can actually hold me tight."

Monet looked at the gas surrounding his waist.

Said seriously.

"We are family, and there is no need to worry too much between families."

Bucky frowned.

Compared with the next two members of the Don Quixote family, he was much gentler when he invaded Monet's spiritual world.

But why does it look so abnormal?

The ears are still so red.

"My family..." He raised the corner of his mouth and murmured: "You'd better not have such thoughts."

He gently stroked the ends of Monet's hair.

Bright red lips pressed against her ears.

The voice was cold.

"None of them ended well."

"Let's go."

"oh."

Monet lowered his head, looking a little disappointed.

He buried his ears in his long hair, then flapped his wings and flew up, his off-white wings creating a white cyclone in the sky.

The blue and white sky passed before their eyes.

Bucky held a permanent pointer in his hand.

Point in the direction from time to time.

After leaving the island with a fixed climate, the sea of ​​the new world immediately revealed its chaotic nature.

Blizzards, freezing rain, thunderstorms, and droughts come one after another.

Fortunately, both of them are natural ability users, so as long as they don't fall into the sea, the weather will have limited impact on them.

"About ten years ago, Doflamingo led his cadres to the palace and made a request to the old king."

Between the sea and the sky, apart from the weather changes, there was nothing else to talk about. Monet simply took the initiative to talk about the history of the Don Quixote family.

"He asked the old king to raise ten billion beli for him in one day, otherwise he would attack the country."

"Does the Navy not care?"

"No matter." Monet shook his head, "At that time, Brother Ming was already the King of the Seven Martial Arts, and also had the identity of a Tianlong."

"So the king can only plead with citizens to hand over all their cash to him."

"But this is also Brother Ming's purpose."

"He then used his power to control the king to kill his soldiers and civilians, and also set fires everywhere in the town."

"When the common people were extremely disappointed with the old king, I opened the gate to the King's Heights and let them in."

Monet’s memory is very clear.

But then, her beautiful eyebrows frowned.

"But why should I let them in? Why do I know so much about the Don Quixote family?"

Her logic clashed again.

My purpose is to drive Doflamingo crazy, but why am I helping him?

After seeing that the single-person plane began to think and was in danger of crashing, Bucky rubbed his fingers on the side of Monet's head.

"Because it's all part of the plan."

When things go according to plan, no one panics.

"and after?"

"Later..." After finding some logic to rely on, Monet's painful expression calmed down again.

He even licked the corners of his mouth and said with a smile:

"Later, we started wars in many countries. Those stupid nobles better be proud of themselves. With just a little provocation, they will drag a country into the quagmire of war!"

"Arms have become an indispensable thing for them!"

"Then my country will never be poor again."

"They no longer need to pay heavenly money. They only need to go to the factory to work and they will have enough to eat."

"We also found very suitable small workers."

"You only need to hold a knife to their necks and threaten them a few times, and you can earn countless beli for the family..."

This story sounds similar to the Gotham gang's industry.

But that's right, both are mafia families.

The characteristics of such families are always similar.

They will pay special attention to being a member of the family and the honor of the family, even higher than the so-called morality or law, if they have any.

This is a business model dominated by violence and conspiracy.

The main products sold are the third kind.

Not uncommon in Gotham City.

“It’s such a nostalgic atmosphere.”

Baki narrowed his eyes.

"He should have received my gift."

The Dressrosa Kingdom.

Below the towering King's Highlands.

The town is arranged in a hierarchical manner around the highlands, with the iron-gray large factory next to the red pottery tile roof.

The prosperous town and the arms industry are combined.

There is a bit of harmony in the weirdness.

On both sides of Lover's Street, there are many fancy shops hidden.

Don't get me wrong, these are serious dance halls.

It's dusk now, not the best time for business, but there are already many people gathered in front of the store.

"There are many more outsiders recently, and the dancers' business is very busy."

Someone is making a fuss outside.

The night has not yet fallen.

The dancers in the dance hall are also willing to chat outside to kill time.

"Hey, those pirates are very rough!"

"But they are also generous."

"That's right." A short-haired dancer smiled.

He invited enthusiastically:

"There will be a flamenco performance tonight, but the cadres brought it from Beihai."

"No, it's too late to go back, and the foreman will scold me."

The worker in the coarse cloth short-sleeved shirt felt that he was happy enough to chat with the pretty dancer in this short free time.

Then his eyes turned.

He landed in the iron-gray factory, and the roar took away the color in his eyes, dragging his body towards the cage.

The toy soldiers walked in front of him with rifles.

The worker could only stop temporarily.

It would be great if the factory could be blown up!

He thought for no reason.

But the next moment, the gray leather roof was suddenly lifted up, and the roar of the machine tools that had been roaring for years was replaced by a sound like an earthquake.

"The factory...was it really blown up!?"

A pungent stench quickly spread after the smoke.

"What kind of bomb is this? Why is it so smelly!"

The dancers covered their mouths and noses, and the workers also covered their faces with gray cloth.

A tall and sturdy figure rushed out from the smoke and dust.

"Hey, the rest is up to you, Crocodile!"

Moriah ran out in a black dress.

The factory explosion was his work.

After his shout, Old Sand also ran out on the flying sand.

"We blew up the wrong place, this is not the Smile factory."

"Didn't you find the artificial devil fruit?"

"No."

"One more thing."

Old Sand held his breath, glanced at Moriah, and said in a low voice.

"Next time you use such a biological bomb, I will kill you."

He didn't expect Moriah to develop the ability of the Shadow-Shadow Fruit to such a disgusting degree.

He actually collected the corpses of large creatures such as whales and used the "whale explosion" phenomenon that occurs after the death of such creatures.

That is, the microorganisms in the intestines of whales continue to decompose the food in the stomach after the whale dies, thereby producing a large amount of carbon dioxide, methane and other gases, which eventually burst and exploded.

Combined with the ability of Shadow to manipulate corpses, this suicide biological bomb was created.

The effect is very good.

The smell is just too bad!

Even teammates can't stand it.

"Hehe, do you have a faster way?"

"The treasure factory will be taken by others first!"

Moria laughed a few times, with the pleasure of successful revenge in his eyes.

Doflamingo looked down on me during the war at the top!

But the reason why I was able to persuade Crocodile to cooperate with me was largely because of the news released by "a joke".

The mass production factory of artificial devil fruits.

Devil fruits and artificial devil fruits are definitely the hottest things in the underground world now.

Combined with the theory of devil awakening, it is easy to cultivate a strong man who can stand alone, or in other words, such a person has already appeared.

At this time, the news about the artificial devil fruit manufacturing factory began to spread.

The madness caused can be imagined.

Old Sand groaned and did not respond.

A sandstorm quickly formed in his hands.

This kingdom is still the territory of the Don Quixote family.

In the past, even the four emperors would not provoke it for no reason.

But with the artificial devil fruit factory, it's completely different.

And Old Sand doesn't think he's weaker than Mingo.

Even if Whitebeard is in front of him, he dares to attack directly.

"Shalan."

Sand Crocodile, who finally saw the light of day again, didn't plan to hide all the time. This factory could just be his start-up capital.

The sandstorm that slowly formed in his palm was thrown out by him.

Behind the two of them, the fighting group of the Don Quixote family was chasing them closely.

The storm rolled up the rotten smell that had not yet completely dissipated, and swept towards the pursuers behind.

Diamante gritted his teeth, and the long sword in his hand was about to be unsheathed, but he was blinded by a gust of sand.

Then he turned his head and vomited.

This is simply a biological weapon!

When he opened his eyes again, the figures of the two former Seven Warlords had completely disappeared.

"These two bastards!"

Diamante could only curse twice.

This was the first time they were provoked like this.

It has always been the family members who fanned the flames in other kingdoms. When did they become a pile of fire!

Just as he was about to search again, another subordinate sent a message.

"Sir, there is another pirate disturbance at the port."

"... Let's go!"

Diamanti waved helplessly, his eyes still on the direction of the two figures' escape, "Go and suppress the riots in the port first, don't let the pirates land on the island again!"

The fighters of the fighting group rushed in and ran away in a hurry.

Fortunately, the stench was swept away by the sandstorm.

Violet opened a small crack in the window, and the neon lights of the dance hall lit up again. The night had fallen at some point.

"No one should come at this time."

While thinking, footsteps were heard unexpectedly at the door.

A worker in a coarse cloth short coat stood at the door.

His eyes were eager.

Is there anything more joyful than a wish coming true?

"Is there a flamenco performance tonight?"

"Of course."

Violet did not resist this look.

Although the family's business was blown up in front of her, she was in a better mood.

"Are these two behind also together?"

She saw two people with obviously different styles standing behind the worker.

What race is the one with wings on his shoulders, the birdman?

There are many humanoid races in this world, and Violet can't tell them apart.

But her face is very pretty.

Her figure is also.

And those blue pupils look particularly familiar.

Violet turned her eyes away calmly.

The other person was much less weird.

It was a common clown imitation makeup, but the details were very good, especially the eroded corners of the mouth and the bright red lipstick on it.

If there were no pair of horns on his head, Violet would really think it was a clown.

"Hello, beauty."

"Don't you welcome the guests? A lively dance party will surely not refuse a clown who likes to tell jokes, right?"

Bucky wiped his red nose and smiled.

Well, there were all kinds of explosions and commotions outside, and he was watching the dancers' performances here.

He didn't mean to hide it at all.

The people of the Don Quixote family should be very busy now.

With Morgans's continuous efforts, Dressrosa's popularity is high at this time. Not only are there pirates and bounty hunters who come to join in the fun.

Buggy also met the navy and the CP organization.

There are even Kaido's men.

He was originally the most positive person about artificial devil fruits.

A lively stage.

Just like the one in front of him.

The interior of the dance hall is very similar to that of a bar, but there are two or three steps in the middle to form an open stage.

Violet is wearing a flamenco dance costume, and her purple polka-dot long skirt sways like a blooming violet.

The neon lights are following her back, and the flowers in her mouth are fragrant, dispelling the stench not long ago.

The short-sleeved worker is full of joy.

After Violet danced a circle with a smart dance, she jumped in front of Buggy with crisp steps.

"If the guests are happy, they can enjoy a flower."

She took the flower in her mouth and held it lightly with her backhand.

"It only takes 10,000 Baileys."

Violet lowered her charming eyes and kept her graceful dancing posture while speaking, raising her right leg high behind her.

It was more like a gesture of offering flowers.

Then, the petals suddenly turned, revealing a sharp needle.

It suddenly stabbed Monet's forehead.