The Laughing Clown in Pirate

Back in time before the Joker entered the Holy Land, the Joker and Fisher Tiger walked side by side in the forest of Mariejoia.

There was faint thunder, and the air was filled with moisture, hot and humid.

It was like the atmosphere between the Joker and Fisher Tiger, so the Joker felt a little embarrassed.

Because he felt that the two of them should get along well, but when he found Fisher Tiger and had a fight with him, he discovered that they were not compatible.

Fisher Tiger, this fish-man is too serious and too paranoid.

"Um... do you want an umbrella?"

The clown raised the umbrella in his hand.

In fact, the clown wouldn't give it to him even if he asked for it, because he only had one umbrella.

"No need... fishmen like rainy days. The air on land is a bit too dry for fishmen."

"Oh, that's right. Judging from your skin color, you really don't match the water. I used to think that fishmen were all blue."

silence…………

"Hahaha, the skin color is not bad, it looks like boiled seafood... like a burning fishman."

"Can you shut up, clown!"

silence…………

"Um...can I sing?"

"up to you!"

"Do you hear the people singing

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They hold out the future,

Wait for the dawn of tomorrow!"

"What's the name of the song?"

"Have you heard the songs of the people, the songs of my hometown?"

"Then your hometown must be far away from the Tianlong people."

"You can say that"

"I want to learn"

"Then I'll sing it again?"

So, they walked in the forest and sang this song over and over again. Until the towering and huge city wall appeared in front of them.

"It's about to begin!"

"Actually, I'm a little nervous!" The clown grinned: "This is for you."

He handed the big red bag to Fisher Tiger.

"What's this?"

"I use my ability to separate a bunch of small bombs. If you crush or smash them, they will explode. You can give them to the liberated slaves to create chaos."

Fisher Tiger took the bag and looked directly at the clown, only to see that the clown's face turned red.

"If we are all alive after this time, we will drink and sing together."

"OK!"

The clown agreed quickly.

He put his hand on the tall and thick city wall.

"Are you ready, Fisher Tiger?"

Well! Fischer Tiger threw the red bag behind his back and nodded heavily.

"Let's start!"

"The city wall is cracked!" I don't know which slave shouted, and the slaves gathered at the city wall to watch.

From the huge gap that opened, two people slowly walked out. One was a tall red fishman with thick curly hair and beard, and the other was...a clown?

"Slaves! You are free! Follow me and I will take you out of Mariejoia!"

The ambitious fish man roared.

There was a slight commotion, followed by an eerie silence. The lower-class slaves looked at each other, and some of them had already planned to report to the city guards so as to avoid punishment.

"Hey, Tiger, you can't do this!"

"Should be like me!"

The clown said, throwing the bomb rock in his hand at the house in the distance!

Bang! The explosion burst into flames and filled the air with dust!

"Terrorist attack! Ahahaha!"

Amidst the clown's strange laughter, the inferior slaves screamed and ran away!

"Go find your compatriots! After gathering a certain amount of strength, you will naturally have people following you."

"how about you?"

"I'll go...there!" The clown pointed at the magnificent arena. "Someone has to create chaos and create opportunities for you!"

Heavy rain was pouring down at this time, but the clown could faintly hear the cheers of the arena. He opened his umbrella, waved his hand to Fisher Tiger, and walked towards there.

Fisher Tiger bathed in the heavy rain, and the muscle pain after a long climb was slightly relieved.

He felt the Heavenly Dragon's Seal on his chest aching faintly, but his heart was burning, constantly sending power to his limbs.

After living a humiliating slave life and escaping in embarrassment, he once again set foot on this dirty land as a rebel.