The Laughing Clown in Pirate

"You're here to find out about the clown," Reilly said with a smile, looking at the wine glass reflecting the light on the table.

"Ah, after all, he is my old friend. If possible, I hope I can help." The red-haired nodded, and rain fell from his swaying hair. Xia Qi brought a white towel and put it on

In front of the red hair.

The red-haired man picked up the towel and wiped his head.

Xia Qi hugged her waist with one hand and held a cigarette in the other. She took a puff and exhaled the smoke: "I never thought that funny boy could do such a big thing and attack the Tianlong people, tsk!"

"I really admire Roger's vision. None of these boat guys are fuel-efficient!"

"Come to think of it, you and Bucky both boarded Roger's ship when they were 9 years old. It's really strange. That guy is not the type to take care of children."

"Ah..." the red-haired voice sounded vaguely under the towel, while the red-haired crew members around him had already pricked up their ears curiously.

"Did you get some information, Xia Qi?" Lei Li laughed loudly.

Xia Qi glanced at Lei Li and said charmingly: "Nowadays, any information about Bucky the Clown can be sold for a good price on the black market. This tavern only makes a small profit, but there is always someone to eat and drink!"

"The reason why Shanks boarded the ship cannot be disclosed." Rayleigh smiled mysteriously: "I can tell you about Bucky."

For a moment, the eyes of all the crew members focused on Rayleigh.

"That's a story about red noses and treasures..."

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"The one who appears next is...Jolly Clown Arthur!" After the circus's joyful lights swayed a few times in the cage, the main light shone on the clown who was stepping onto the stage. He had a big red nose and was exaggerated.

His smiling face, his movements were large and comical, and every time he waved his hands, he threw them in front of his chest. The feet he kicked up high were wearing fat, ill-fitting leather shoes that swayed every time he moved.

The clown triumphantly walked around the big cage of the circus, and finally reached a dark corner with his wobbly shoes flying high.

In the stands, the children laughed, while the adults were a little drowsy. A huge beast roar sounded from the darkness of the stage, and the adults cheered up and looked into the darkness.

A gray-black furry lion with a ferocious scar on its face was walking out of a dark corner, and on its head, which was not bushy and could even be said to be ugly, was hanging the clown's black shoes.

Roar... there was another lion roar. The clown nervously put his hands into his mouth, jumped a little and ran back. There were many obstacles on the way he ran. First there was a low pole, and then the clown bent down and ran through it.

, while the lion jumped across. Then came the single-plank bridge, and the clown ran unsteadily.

Finally he was blocked under the trapeze tower.

At this time, the atmosphere had become heated, and people clapped and cheered.

The clown pointed at the tower and waved his hand to indicate that he couldn't go up, but the lion in front of him took another step forward.

Snap, the clown threw another big shoe at the lion's face. The lion jumped angrily, and the clown climbed up to the high platform of the trapeze on his hands and knees.

The roaring lion paraded under the high platform, patting the shaky trapeze high platform with its powerful front paws from time to time. On the swaying high platform, the clown lay prone, looking at the terrifying lion below in fear.

Finally he plucked up the courage, stood up, grabbed the stick of the trapeze artist in front of him, and jumped down.

His body drew an arc due to the pull of gravity, but he had already fallen before reaching the other end.

The rope broke. It was a terrible accident!

The lion jumped up after a few steps and caught the fallen clown with its back. The clown and the lion screamed in pain at the same time. They were injured, but the performance had to continue.

The lion threw the clown off his back and bit the clown's waist, while the clown's limbs were drooping and dead. The lion held the clown in its mouth and walked around the cage in a majestic manner before walking back to the place where it first appeared.

Dark corners.

Warm cheers and applause rang out from behind, and the lion who walked backstage opened his mouth wide and put the clown on the ground.

"Well done Arthur! You are indeed born to be a clown!" The circus owner backstage patted Arthur on the shoulder. "I think we can add such a story to the script, it will be thrilling!"

"Fuck! Don't touch me, my waist is about to break!" Arthur cursed angrily, his red nose getting even redder in anger: "Will you pay for An's family after I die? My back hurts when I stand and talk."

"Okay, okay." Seeing that the clown was not fooled, the circus owner turned and left.

Next to him, the ugly lion squatted and whimpered in aggrievedness. After about ten minutes, Arthur, holding his waist, stood up from the ground, staggered to his dressing table and sat down.

The severe pain in his waist made him frown. He opened the drawer, took out the vodka and drank it hard for himself. Then he lifted up his shirt and took out the ointment from the drawer and applied it to his lower back.

His lower back was already black and blue, and he was grinning in pain.

Then he lay down on the ground again, exposing his back. The lion stepped forward, pressed the clown's waist with its huge front paw, and pressed it gently. Half an hour later, the man and the lion changed positions, and the lion lay on the ground.

, while Arthur massaged it.

"Hi, how is Arthur? Is he seriously injured?" The performance had come to an end, and Norris, a knife-thrower who had a good relationship with Arthur, patted Arthur on the shoulder.

"It's nothing serious, Nosley."

"Then go and get your salary."

The circus's salary is only paid during performances, in the form of equal sharing of ticket revenue, which evenly shares the circus's risks. However, the circus director takes 50% of the salary, and the publicity expenses are deducted in advance. This is how the performance is performed

The number of visits gradually increased, but the income was basically the same as before. The other angry members could not unite to put pressure on the leader, because the leader's nephew was a captain in the nearby naval branch. He could summon a team of navy at any time to beat up the disobedient members.

A meal or jail time.

When Arthur and Norris came to collect their wages, the fat and balding circus ringmaster just glanced sideways at Arthur and handed him a stack of thin Baileys.

The audience for this game was slightly larger than the previous one, but the money Arthur received was one-third less than the previous one.

"Hey, Robbie, you gave me less money!"

"You didn't attend the small theater and curtain call performance at the back!"

"You bastard!" Arthur grabbed Robbie's collar, and Gao Li, the strong man behind Robbie who was protecting Robbie, clenched his fist. Since he became Robbie's part-time bodyguard, his income and food

All have increased a lot.

"Forget it...Arthur, forget it..." Norris opened Arthur's hand. But the strongman Gao Li who had already walked over had already punched Arthur.

Arthur fell to the ground. His teeth were shaky and bright red blood flowed from his big nose.

"Who do you think you are! Look at your ridiculous red nose. Besides being a clown in the circus, do you have any other job?" Robbie's fat neck issued a sharp taunt.

"Damn it...don't laugh at my nose!" Arthur jumped up, but was hugged by the more agile Norris.

"You're fired!" Robbie pointed at Arthur's big red nose and turned away arrogantly.

At night, on a cool street, Norris supported the drunken Arthur and walked step by step towards Arthur's house, while the lion followed behind them. An active circus generally does not stay in a town for more than a month, but

The scope of activities is also fixed on those islands. This time we stopped in the town where Arthur’s family is located.

"Norris, let's go to sea and find the treasure of the treasure map!" said the drunken Arthur. He once picked up a treasure map from the body of a dead pirate after a circus performance, and he always believed in it.

The treasure above exists.

"I have made an agreement with Old Will about the boat. He can sell us his boat at a discount!"

"My money is enough to buy it. When the treasure is found, I will split it 73%."

Although Arthur has a bad temper, he has always been generous to his friends. To be honest, Norris really has no confidence in the treasure Arthur said. Going to sea will also delay the work of the circus. He is worried that Fat Robbie will find someone to replace him.

However, as a man, he also dreamed of going to sea. He even practiced his knife-throwing skills in order to be recruited to join the pirate group, but various concerns made him give up.

Arthur's home was not far away, and soon Norris knocked on Arthur's door. The person who opened the door was a cute little guy, about 9 years old, with the same red nose and blue hair as Arthur.

It was tied into a ponytail and tied behind the head.

"Hello, little Bucky." Norris waved to little Bucky.

"Hello Uncle Norris!"

Norris carried Arthur into the room, while the lion stayed in Arthur's yard obediently.

Throwing the heavy Arthur on the bed, Norris lit a cigarette and smoked quietly. He was thinking about Arthur's suggestion. When he came back to his senses, he found little Bucky staring directly at him.

"You want to smoke?" Norris raised his cigarette to signal.

Little Bucky shook his head: "Uncle Norris, I don't want to be a boatman's apprentice anymore. Can you help me tell my dad, he will beat me if I don't say a few words!"

"What's the matter? Are you too tired?"

"No, other apprentices laughed at me and bullied me. They said I was a clown! I shouldn't stay in the shipyard. My nose is the proof!"

Norris was silent for a moment, and he took out a small dagger from his pocket. The blade was only about the length of a little finger.

"Little Bucky, next time they bully you, use this against them." Norris took out the dagger and waved it in front of little Bucky: "But don't stab your face, and don't stab your neck."

"Uncle Norris, can I use a flying knife to swipe like you do? Swipe! Swipe!"

"Hahaha, little Bucky, that won't work, because you only have one knife." Norris smiled and touched little Bucky's head.

In the room, Arthur's snoring sounded as loud as thunder.

"Don't laugh at my red nose!" he shouted in his sleep.