The Laughing Clown in Pirate

The thunderstorm has stopped, the dark clouds have dispersed, the sky is a deep dark blue, and a silver full moon hangs in the sky.

In the burning city, city guards in gray and black uniforms lined up on the streets that were wet and warm, fired their guns upwards, and announced loudly.

"Residents please stay at home, close doors and windows and beware of rioters. Anyone who is still wandering on the streets after being notified will be treated as a rioter! I repeat, anyone who is still wandering on the street after being notified will be treated as a rioter!"

"Adults! Adults! Have mercy, don't you see that the house is burning and we have to put out the fire!"

The man putting out the fire ran over with a bucket, and the water soaked his trousers.

"The fire will naturally be handled by the fire brigade. Now go back to your house and immediately!" The city guard captain raised his flintlock and pointed it at the man's forehead.

The man's eyes widened, and hot sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Go wherever you want me to go! My house is burning!"

"Then go to your neighbor's house!"

The captain said impatiently.

"Captain, I don't think I can go either!"

"Why"

"Because the fire has already reached my neighbor's house!"

The man smiled bitterly, his expression twisted and mocking. At this moment, the captain felt insulted. He was so angry that he almost pulled the trigger.

"I told you, put your fucking bucket down and just go and stay in a house that's not on fire!"

"Then how can I..."

The captain pulled the man's wet collar.

"No one cares if your house is burning, no one cares! Even if you are burning, no one cares, the Dracos only want order, understand!"

After saying that, the captain let go of the man's collar, pushed the man, and left the man standing there in despair.

Bang! There was a gunshot, and a shirtless, muscular man running not far away fell to the ground, blood pouring out of his body!

The lost man looked at this scene in disbelief and staggered towards the man who fell to the ground.

"He just ran over with a fierce voice. I thought he was a thug!" the guard said to the captain who looked over. His face was full of panic and confusion, but the captain only said to be careful next time and gave the order to move forward again.

Order.

"Residents please stay at home, close doors and windows and beware of rioters. Anyone who is still wandering on the streets after being notified will be treated as a rioter! I repeat, anyone who is still wandering on the streets after being notified will be treated as a rioter!"

The queue moved forward again, the guards still making loud announcements.

Only the middle-aged man stayed where he was, holding his dead brother.

In the crackling flames, he first cried, and then the cry gradually distorted and turned into a low, crazy laughter.

…………………………

Click, a piece of wood exploded in the fire.

A small red ball was thrown into the queue.

With a bang, the shock wave blew the captain several meters away. Amidst the violent ringing in his ears, he heard the roars of gladiators and slaves.

"damn it!"

The captain spat out thick saliva laced with blood.

After taking a slight aim, he pulled the trigger. With a bang, a slave fell down, but a gladiator who reacted rushed towards him.

He rolled on the spot to avoid the gladiator's attack, and the captain reloaded his ammunition skillfully.

Bang! The shot was blocked by the gladiator's shield.

The captain was stunned by a shield blow from the gladiator and managed to roll away temporarily.

By this time, the surviving guards had reacted and raised their guns to fight back. There were constant gunfire and screams for a while.

There was another gunshot, and the gladiator was hit by a bullet in his lower back. He turned his head angrily and saw a young guard.

The gladiator took out a throwing ax from his waist and threw it. The ax cut deeply into the neck of the young guard, causing blood to spatter.

Turning around again, the captain walked beside a CP0 agent in a white suit.

One of the CP0s was carrying a Draco wearing an air mask on his back.

The gladiator was ready to die. He roared and threw another throwing ax from his waist.

The throwing ax was lightly held by one of the CP0 agents, and then thrown back casually.

The speed is very fast, faster than what he throws.

The gladiator barely managed to dodge, and the ax cut into his shoulder.

He widened his eyes and glared at the Celestial Dragon minions who were running towards him, but the other party passed by him as if they didn't see him.

"Sir! We have been attacked and can no longer defend ourselves. We hope you will support us..." The captain with blood on his head followed the CP0 agents.

"Maintaining order is the duty of the city guards!" one of the agents said coldly.

They completely ignored the city guard captain and continued to move forward.

"They don't care at all..."

The captain stopped blankly, turned around, faced the fighting slaves and city guards, and raised his gun.

Before the trigger was pulled, his hand had been cut off by the gladiator, the flintlock fell to the ground, and a sword was inserted into his chest and passed out from behind.

Soon after, the battle ended, and the seriously injured gladiator escaped with the remaining slaves.

The bright red blood reflected the orange-red firelight, leaving only a pile of corpses on the street.

A piece of burning wood exploded from the burning house and fell on the body.

Then the corpse began to burn, and there was a bit more meaty smell in the billowing smoke.