One Piece: Buggy the Clown from Arkham

The calming effect of dynamite is very obvious.

At least the thorny bird feathers on Morgans body suddenly became much softer.

He wasn't sure how effective such a small amount of dynamite would be, but he didn't want to gamble at all.

It was so close to his head!

"This is really big news." Morgans tried to maintain his composure, his beak trembling. "The Major is actually an ability user. This is something that has never been mentioned in other intelligence."

This ability is somewhat familiar.

A limb that moves alone.

Split the fruit into pieces!

Bucky the Clown!

News related to Bucky had just appeared in the newspapers not long ago, and it was mentioned from 15 million beli to 200 million beli in one go. Not to mention his former crew members, even an intelligence chief like Morgans was very Accident.

Moreover, the major named Yaro seems to be the person on the warship.

If you can blow up all the escorting warships, blowing up a bird's head isn't too much, right?

He became more and more fearful, and for the sake of his bird's head, he still didn't dare to show too much.

He even said submissively: "How can I help you, Major?"

A qualified underground emperor must retreat underground at the right time.

"Of course."

The hand on Morgans' shoulder shook.

"But before that, we need to solve a small problem."

The eyes in his hand rolled around.

As he finished speaking, the already lonely hand suddenly split into a small part.

With a sudden ejection, he rushed into the guest room that was only separated from Morgans by a wall.

If Brownie were here, he would definitely feel that this was very similar to his own finger gun.

"Photo King!"

Morgans's cry was a bit high-pitched.

The photo king is the head of the photography department under him. He brought him here from the headquarters specially for the upcoming big scene.

But that wasn't the only thing that made him weird.

"Iron!"

The photo king in the room, dressed as a paparazzi, instinctively used six postures to resist the sudden attack.

"Damn it, he's actually from the World Government!"

As the leader of the underground intelligence industry, Morgans is very sensitive to the Six Styles that the CP organization is good at.

But he didn't expect that the CP organization would actually lurk around him.

But how did Bucky know? !

Morgans was a little more afraid of this guy who seemed to be greedy for huge things, but he still looked extremely angry on his face.

"You better give me a good explanation!"

The photo king felt a secret hatred in his heart. He had no idea how he was exposed. Judging from the surprised look on the face of Morgans, the intelligence chief, his undercover strategy should be very successful.

Unfortunately it was Bucky he met.

This person opened the prophet hanger.

After noticing the existence of the photo king, he decided to deal with him.

Morgans is a very important tool for him.

And to make a guy like him who has been immersed in the above world for many years feel fear in his heart...

Bucky felt that the corners of his mouth should be raised high at this time, but the back of his hand was not enough to accommodate his smile.

So it looks like there is a circular, curved crack on one hand.

Even weirder!

Although the photo king opened the iron block in desperation, the finger that exploded from Bucky just exploded the moment it touched his skin.

Bucky's face suddenly turned pale in the confinement room of Area 66 Base.

Decomposing the body's organs was like exploding, and the price was his pale complexion.

Ability is not unlimited, he knows this from the memories of college students.

But the mouth on Morgance's shoulder still grinned.

You can also blow yourself up again.

"What a surprise."

His relaxed and indifferent tone was as if he suddenly appeared at that old friend's party when he was in Gotham City.

Although they didn't welcome Bucky as a guest.

Beyond his indifferent words, there was the figure of the photo king scurrying away quickly.

Although the limbs that suddenly exploded startled him, they did not cause him any substantial harm.

"Major Yaro is a person with fruit abilities. Although this information is not weighty enough, I have to evacuate."

The photo king buried his head in thought, and then punched the window.

With just a few nimble running jumps, he easily landed on the hotel street.

"We can't let him escape. He knows the location of our headquarters."

Morgans exclaimed, but his claws were still firmly in place.

God knows how strong this undercover agent is, but he doesn't want to die.

He shouted more to Bucky on his shoulder.

There was no hope for Secretary Pigeon, who had already skillfully hid under the bed.

"Don't worry."

"Ah, what was I trying to say just now, the story of the scar? It's a bit old, but if you want to hear it, I can tell it."

"Are you the wife's version full of love and sadness, or should you listen to the version full of father's love?"

"Ah, yes, yes, I also saw a very interesting movie in my memory."

Bucky on his shoulder was still chatting with a smile on his face.

If a psychiatrist were around, he would definitely recognize that this is a very typical symptom of a mental patient.

Thoughts run wild.

The typical manifestation is that a large number of words are spoken out before the brain can review them.

They didn't come after him.

But he couldn't catch up.

The Photo King lowered his head and buried himself in the crowd, and took a look at what he had taken with his spy camera.

A strange hand, very clear.

That was enough.

The undercover instinct made the Photo King feel that there might be more behind this hand.

He just lowered his head and took two steps, and felt a strange feeling in his chest.

That feeling.

It was like a group of ants walking close to his heart, sometimes in a straight line, sometimes in a human shape.

The feeling was so strange that he was full of panic again.

Turned his head.

His eyes followed the direction he came from, passed the window he stepped on twice, and through the wall with a small hole blown by Bucky's fingers, it just fell on the hand on Morgans' shoulder.

That big mouth.

"The movie is called, Let the Bullets Fly for a While."

Bang————

On the street of the hotel, the Photo King suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist.

The ball of something stuck to his heart exploded.

Gulp.

Morgans felt like he had swallowed an ice cube, and his heart was chilled unconsciously.

Weird, this hand was full of weirdness from the moment it appeared to the ability it showed!

Was this really done by the pirate named Buggy?

He had no idea.

But the tone of the question had unconsciously become a bit flattering.

"Sir, what is our next plan?"

"Do you think I look like someone with a plan, my Lord Big News?"

The mouth on the strange hand restrained its smile and asked back in a calm tone.