One Piece: Buggy the Clown from Arkham

"Good morning, would you like to have something to eat together?"

Baki smacked his lips and invited the guest in front of him.

Out of respect for the permanent pointer and the instinctive needs of life, he still boarded the island that once belonged to Whitebeard.

Then he happily asked the islanders to build several stone sculptures for him.

If the guest in front of him had walked around for a while, he would have found it.

The guest had flowing blond hair, six iconic vertical lines on his forehead, and was about the same height as Buggy.

"Basil Hawkins, right?"

"I've seen reports about you in the newspaper."

"Well, supernova, the worst generation, magician, fortune teller, blah blah, what interesting nicknames."

Baki grinned and talked to himself without caring whether others agreed or not.

The communion given by the islanders was not rich, but the taste was okay.

A few pieces of soft bread dipped in a spicy sauce.

Considering that before he came, the islander was almost penniless after offering sacrifices to three waves of pirates, it was acceptable to have such a meal.

"To be honest, I thought it would be other pirate groups, such as Whitebeard, Blackbeard, Redbeard, etc."

"It's interesting to think about it."

"Why do you think they will come to this island?"

Hawkins obediently accepted the arrangement of fate and began to try the pancakes offered by the islanders.

"Hmm" Buggy wiped his mouth and hesitated.

"Before that, if you are interested in listening to my story, I promise! It's a brand new and true story!" He tilted his head.

Hawkins did not respond, but took out a few cards and divined by himself.

"Condition one, three days ago, Buggy the Clown appeared in the Sabaody Archipelago."

"Condition two, there is no trace of you on Fishman Island."

"Then, Marijoa"

There are only two roads to the new world, and Hawkins chose the pirates who would take one.

But the pirate in front of him, who was famous for his madness, chose the other.

And appeared here.

He held a card in his hand and tried to turn it over, but it seemed as if there was a force fighting against him, and his fingers kept shaking.

Snap——

The card broke in two at his fingertips.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead unconsciously.

"Wow!"

"Divination, an interesting game."

Bucky crossed his legs, holding his hands as if thinking, but his eyes were slightly downcast.

"I once had a friend who liked divination, but his habit was to flip a coin, and he was not very good later."

"You should be different."

"After all, I don't like things that are too similar."

"But are you interested in listening to my story?" He licked the corner of his torn mouth again.

There was still no stinging feeling as before.

Hawkins was silent.

"I have a friend. Note that I said a friend."

"He has three brains."

"The first brain tells him that this world is extremely interesting and full of expectations!"

"The second brain tells him that this world is extremely cruel and brutal, so he must be cautious!"

"The third brain says that what you say is bullshit!"

Bucky suddenly stood up with a sinister look on his face.

He has always been full of expectations for this world.

Because there is a new world, because there is an extremely old world government that he can clean up.

So he is looking forward to what kind of chaotic flowers will bloom in this big Gotham.

But when he really arrived in the new world, when the rain and snow kept falling on him.

Bucky suddenly found that the so-called chaotic new world.

It is very boring.

The chaos in this world is man-made and false.

And it has nothing to do with him.

"This world is very boring."

Bucky's voice was low, like a deceived clown.

"You are a pool of stagnant water that has been quiet for too long, too boring."

He sat in front of Hawkins, his expression became peaceful again.

One foot was placed on the armrest of the chair, and he flicked his blue hair.

"That's good, that's good, so I have something to do all the time."

"You know, when there is nothing to do, life is always particularly boring."

"Next, Mr. Fortune Teller, tell your own destiny."

"I can give you some tips.

There are more than ten special warships surrounding us now, and there are probably more than six vice admirals on them."

"Well, there may be generals too."

Hawkins' eyelids jumped, "The probability of survival is 10%, and their target is not me."

"Really?"

Bucky touched his chin, with a look of doubt on his face.

"Then add one more condition."

"About five, at least five CP0s will rush to this island."

"Oh, oh, we can't forget our Tian Yasha, the turkey."

Hawkins's hand holding the new card began to tremble uncontrollably.

His face was still calm.

"At least one-third of the CP agents and one of the Seven Warriors."

"What did you do?" Hawkins couldn't help but throw the card away, his face was extremely pale, and he growled: "Did you blow up half of the Holy Land to be targeted like this!"

Hawkins knew that he was not the target of the World Government or the Navy, but as long as he was on this island.

He believed that neither the Navy nor the World Government would mind killing one more person.

They would rather kill the wrong person than let him go.

They have always been like this.

Buggy still had a grin on his face.

Neither admitting nor denying.

Hawkins vaguely felt that he might be right, but he also felt it was ridiculous.

That was the Holy Land!

But the lineup that the Navy and the World Government had put out was far beyond the Demon Slayer Order.

This was definitely not caused by the death of one or two Celestial Dragons!

Especially after the Navy had just experienced a war and suffered serious casualties.

When Fisher Tiger made a scene in Marijoa, he only sent a vice admiral Kizaru to chase him!

"Of course, you can try to escape."

"If you run faster, you might still have a chance."

Hawkins didn't pay too much attention to Buggy's teasing words, but tried to calm himself down.

"The option of survival itself includes retreat."

"But the probability of success of this choice is" he drew another card, "zero."

"Then you still have two choices, my friend." Buggy grinned.

Hawkins looked up at the crazy clown.

He didn't understand how the other party could still maintain a joking attitude in the face of such a level of encirclement by the Navy and the World Government.

Not to mention the existence of a Shichibukai.

Buggy's painted eyes were deep, and his smile gradually faded.

A knife was stuffed into Hawkins' hand.

The sharp blade was facing the clown's own neck.

"Kill me, or join this game."

Wow, it's the beginning of the month again so soon

By the way, the person who posted the picture in the comment section is really bold. In the future, you can just send this kind of thing to the newbie privately (book friends' behavior, please don't blame the author).