The Laughing Clown in Pirate

Bah...huh...

In the heavy rain, the middle-aged man guarding the gladiator's residence blew out smoke.

He liked this feeling, inhaling the smell of fine tobacco and rainwater deeply into his lungs, feeling peaceful and relaxed.

Only those who are as outstanding as him, who serve the descendants of God, and the natives of the Red Earth Continent deserve to enjoy such a life.

And he not only served the descendants of God, but also the best among them.

The hero——Saint Antonio, such rumors have been spread in a small area in the Holy Land Marie Gioia.

Yes, Saint Antonio was so elegant, noble, wise and generous.

He wore a golden crown of thorns on his head, bathed in the sun, and built a gladiatorial arena to share the glory with them who were in the dirt.

He didn't even mind breathing the same air with ordinary people like them, without a trace of disgust on his face!

It is said that he is also preparing to organize the gladiators in the arena into a glorious Draco fleet to help the incompetent navy and suppress the new world.

Oh my god, how can there be such a perfect person in the world!

"Hey, I heard that His Majesty Antonio will be the next member of the Five Old Stars." The young guard asked for words in a bored tone.

"That's a sure thing." The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and blew out a puff of smoke.

"After all, the rest..." The man sneered, but without saying anything, his contempt was already overflowing.

Before serving under the Antonio Temple, the middle-aged man only dared to look up to the Celestial Dragons.

But after serving Antonio Hall and seeing the scorching sun, he naturally developed an undue disdain for other Tianlongs who could only show off.

"However, Wulaoxing has been in office for a long time and has been controlled by several leading families."

"So I think, can His Majesty Antonio's Temple..."

"Hey, what do you know? Can anyone else compare with Antonio?"

The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned cold, and the young guard had no choice but to take back what he had said and nodded weakly.

The middle-aged man had no doubt that Antonio would sit on the throne of the Five Elders under the Temple. He even believed that Antonio could sit on the vacant throne under the Temple.

But all this will have to wait for too long...so long...that he may be too old to make contributions to the temple of Antonio.

When he thought of this, the man felt very depressed.

"By the way, yesterday, there was an incident where the guards of the Celestial Dragon assassinated the Celestial Dragon. Fortunately, they were stopped by other guards."

"Ah? I've heard of that."

"Are you from Xihai?"

"Ah, yes!" The young guard's eyes wandered. In fact, he didn't know, otherwise he wouldn't have brought up this topic. His mother was born in the West Sea.

"Hmph!" The middle-aged man suddenly threw the cigarette butt to his feet, stepped on it hard, and crushed it with his foot.

"If you ask me, adults should not let those sea barbarians come up and give them such an important position."

"They have no shame and are ungrateful!"

"I once saw a marine come here and he was not even willing to kneel down and worship the Celestial Dragons!"

"The ancestors of the adults created the new world, and then they were not greedy for power and gave them jurisdiction over the whole world."

"They control pirates all over the place and make the people miserable, but they treat the adults with a cold shoulder."

"What a bitch!"

"Brother is so right!"

The young man finally couldn't bear it anymore and responded loudly.

The Red Earth Continent has a vast land, but its population is said to only account for about 10% of the world's population (there is no official statistics). However, they do not have to pay heavenly money, and there are a large number of slaves from all over the world to build cities, so their lives are not bad.

He has a mother who was born in the West Sea, so he is not interested in any Tianlong people. He just wants to work hard in this stable position, and then listen to his mother and live a careful life.

After responding, he whispered again

"Can you give me a cigarette?"

"Pfft, haha, if you want to smoke it, just say, take it, and do it coquettishly."

The middle-aged man threw a cigarette to the young man, and the young man took it.

He is greedy for the cigarettes produced in the Lili Islands in the West Sea. His father usually smokes them.

But the rain was too heavy and the cigarettes were a little damp, so the young man who didn't smoke often couldn't light them.

He felt someone tap his arm, and looked along the middle-aged man's raised chin.

In the rain curtain, there was a man dressed in gray and black, holding a black umbrella, one foot deep and one foot shallow, moving slowly through the water caused by the heavy rain.

The umbrella was held very low, so only the edge of the umbrella could be seen, not the man's face.

"Stop, who asked you to come?"

If a female Draconian falls in love with a certain gladiator, it is not impossible to quench her thirst.

"Myself?"

The visitor suddenly raised his umbrella and pointed at his red nose. His eyes were painted in the shape of a cross star, and his mouth was bright red with a wide grin. This was the face of a clown.

Under the rain curtain, such a face suddenly appeared, looking eerie and terrifying.

The rumble of thunder was deafening and continuous.

When the young guard came to his senses, a knife had been inserted into the middle-aged man's body, and the clown had his umbrella facing them, but no longer pointed it at the sky.

The middle-aged man's body suddenly exploded like a cube, and blood stained the young guard's body red.

In severe fear, the young guard shuddered all over.

"Um...can you get the key for me? I don't want to put my hand into that mess. Hehe."

clown grins

"Yes Yes……"

The young man responded with a trembling voice.

Just squatting down seemed to have exhausted all his strength. Tears welled up in the young guard's eyes, and his vision blurred as he reached for the key. The strong smell of blood and the slippery and sticky feeling on his fingers made his stomach twitch and twitch.

"OK, thanks"

The clown took the key, polite but with a strange accent.

The young guard reluctantly turned his face, trying to look at this horror, but his eyes were covered by white gloves.

"Kid, it's better not to read this."

Feeling a sharp pain in his throat, the young guard covered his neck and fell into the pool of water.

His face turned to the sky, the sound of water hitting his eardrums, and the "thunder" getting louder and louder

"Why is there no lightning?" He thought, looking at the dark sky.