One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 174 I'm Just a Clown
The bet was settled.

Now let’s talk about the content.

A gleam of light flashed in the flying squirrel's eyes. This bet was in his favor.

In the final analysis, it is up to you to decide how many people can be on board a warship.

Of course, since the Joker would make a bet with himself, it wouldn't be that easy to get away with it.

This was not the first time he had fought the Joker, so of course he would not have any contempt for him.

On the contrary, the flying squirrel was extremely cautious.

Since this nasty guy would make this bet, he must have some tricks up his sleeve.

"The minimum configuration required for a warship to operate is 278 people, but this does not take into account the number of people who can operate it hours a day. If it is just for transportation, even that many soldiers are not needed."

“It takes about half a day’s sailing to the nearest island.”

"In this way, the warship only needs about 120 soldiers and can carry up to 300 civilians at the same time."

He tapped his fingers on the table, mentally calculating the upper and lower limits of the number of people that the warship could carry.

We cannot do without soldiers, otherwise the panicked people will kill themselves.

Or without the public...

Don’t be fooled by the quietness of the town right now. Once the warship leaves the port, the people inside will definitely rush out in droves…

But it’s not impossible…

"Have you thought about it? But you'd better hurry up."

Bucky's mouth curled up.

"A dark environment will gradually wear away people's rationality. People who claim to be civilized will reveal their crazy side in a life-and-death situation."

"I can guarantee that I won't lay my hands on the last warship, but I can't say for the others."

"And your town. There should be people you care about in it. After all, that's life."

Bucky raised the corner of his mouth, and his tone was as if he could really empathize with the flying squirrel.

"We are not innocent teenagers who can live forever with passion. When the scale of life is extended, we will always meet someone we can't forget, and we will also want to stand in front of someone."

"real."

“It’s human instinct.

You know, I was married, and my wife…she had beautiful blonde hair, or was it black hair, I can’t remember, or maybe red hair, and there was a guy who was always very concerned about it.”

"But she was beautiful. I always remember that she was beautiful."

"She's so beautiful that I always want to cut my body open and stuff her in there so she won't leave."

Is there really such a person?

Not only the flying squirrel was skeptical, but Buggy was also unsure.

Anyway, he feels that now.

"But it's a pity."

"She also liked to gamble, and then she owed a large sum of money to loan sharks."

"The gangsters from Xihai came to her house. Yes, we lived together in Xihai at that time. They burned spots on her face with cigars."

"It was really pitiful. When she hugged my thighs and cried, it was really helpless."

"She asked me to help her."

"But how can I help her?"

"I'm just a clown."

Bucky's expression was full of reminiscence, and the emotion in his words was particularly sincere, with even two tears in the corners of his eyes.

Even the flying squirrel was a little skeptical.

Didn’t Buggy stay in the East Sea after Roger’s death, and even go to the West Sea to marry a wife?

This information is valuable and may be used to threaten the Joker.

The flying squirrel secretly wrote down the information about the woman mentioned by the clown.

Blonde, brunette or red hair.

Beautiful but disfigured.

Like to gamble.

He immersed himself in thinking about the past mentioned by the clown, hiding the only soft spot deeply.

"I can understand that."

Bucky's tone dropped considerably.

"At that time, I had no choice but to cut myself into very thin slices, like peeling an apple, and then wrap myself around her..."

"You see, this way she won't see her face anymore."

"Or... hehe"

Bucky didn't say anything after that. He didn't like this either.

Although it really happened.

His story ended, and the flying squirrel made up his mind. The old navy did not let the clown's words interfere with his judgment. He raised his head and said firmly:

"280 people. I bet the last warship to leave will carry 280 people."

His Mohawk hairstyle gave him an added height advantage, and the long vertical striped suit made him look very thin.

The Joker was right. The long-term dark environment was indeed eroding people's rationality, including his.

The flying squirrel has a thin face with obvious wrinkles.

It was those eyes that were particularly determined.

280 people, all of them will be his soldiers!
And myself...

The flying squirrel had no intention of boarding the warship, nor did he intend to take the clown's head away as the headquarters requested.

Instead, you have to protect the clown and the town yourself.

As long as I don't leave, the people's rationality will still be maintained to a certain extent!
"How many people are you betting on?"

"3?"

"Wait, wait, I think the possibility of 0 is more likely."

Bucky's face was both conflicted and casual. I don't know how such conflicting emotions could be expressed on one person's face.

But it is.

He was struggling over which number sounded better, but he didn't care about the result.

"How about six? I like this number."

The vein on the flying squirrel's forehead twitched.

I really want to die together with the clown.

But I didn't want to let go of this opportunity.

"Six, then."

6 and 280, the bet on the number of people who could leave on the warship began.

"No problem hehehe."

Bucky chuckled secretly, and the corner of his mouth was raised and couldn't be turned back.

But the front fell into darkness again.

The flying squirrel sealed the box and placed the seastone shackles on top of the box, leaving only a layer of wooden board between him and the clown.

It seemed like this was the only way he could feel at ease.

Then he hurried to complete his deployment.

Letting 280 soldiers leave on a warship requires a choice, but at the same time it cannot be done in a big way.

There are thousands of soldiers in the base. If everyone knows about it, there will definitely be a mutiny.

There are also supplies, and the allocation of supplies is also an important link.

He circled a name first.

T Capone.

The Commodore, who is known as the Ship Slayer, has a knight-like character that is rare in the navy. Only if this man leads the team can the Flying Squirrel feel at ease.

It is just the right excuse to transfer some marines to the warships first...

He also had to show up, so that the soldiers and the people could feel at ease, and Feng Dao's work had to continue.

After thinking for a while, the flying squirrel put on a white navy coat. The golden tasseled epaulettes were particularly gorgeous. The samurai sword was hung at his waist, and it made a slight rustling sound when he walked.

After just two steps, the flying squirrel quickly came back and took the clown's head with it.

The flying squirrel was really worried about letting this thing out of its sight.

"Hahaha…"

Box, and a cold laugh came.

Without any emotion. Bucky really didn't care how the bet turned out.

Because he couldn't blow up the entire town and base with gas alone. If the concentration of the gas reached this level, the flying squirrels would have suffocated to death long ago.

Of course, if some bombs are added to assist, a similar effect may be achieved.

But that's not necessary anymore.

The flying squirrel has joined the gamble, and that's enough.

The noise he created had already satisfied the needs of Zefa and the others.

Now...

Of course I am happy.

From the moment the flying squirrel agreed to the bet, things began to slide in an irreversible direction.

“The prejudice in people’s hearts is a mountain, and the darkness in people’s hearts is an ocean.”

"Hey hey hey..."

He turned his head imitating the way Shen Gongbao did in his memory.

The flying squirrel had no time to pay attention to the clown's antics.

He appeared directly in the base, issued orders, and deployed supplies under various pretexts.

"There must be no problems with the last warship. Kibin, you will take over Capone's mission to open up the wind tunnel."

"Let Capone and his men guard the warship."

"Don't worry, the warship will not leave the port. The clown doesn't want to do anything to us. I have determined that his target is not here."

"I was just implicated!"

The flying squirrel has been stationed in the G1 branch for many years, so its prestige is naturally self-evident.

At his command, the people who were originally a little panicked because of the burning ships suddenly calmed down. Being busy can always make people forget something.

"I can do something, too."

He smiled and took two steps forward and said.

"Mr. Yixiao..." The flying squirrel frowned.

He did not look down on it. One day was enough for him to look through the other party's information. Although it was the first time for the other party to come into contact with the navy, the CP organization had already been paying attention to it.

A user of the ability of the Juju Fruit, with extraordinary swordsmanship.

Moreover, unlike the Joker, he does not have a confused mind and has a gentle personality. He probably joined the navy because he could not stand the increasingly chaotic world and wanted to do something about it.

"Then please come with me to the town."

"I don't want to see any trouble there."

Among the soldiers, Kibin, who was wearing a black suit, had a gloomy face and his long hair was tied into a ponytail. He reached out and loosened his black bow tie.

"Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel... He doesn't seem like someone who would disobey orders."

Looking at the flying squirrel and Yixiao's departing figures, Kibin lowered his head and whispered a few words.

In his impression, the flying squirrel is a hardliner like Akainu, and he shows no mercy when facing the young seeds of evil.

Especially when bombing Judicial Island.

Although it was just because an idiot launched the demon-killing order, the flying squirrel's expression at that time was very cold.

but now…

Revealing a sense of indecision.

Obviously, he could have made a better decision, but like some idiots, he was tripped up by a bunch of useless people.

Kibin, who came from the CP organization, is an orphan and has no relatives. In his eyes, completing the mission is far more important than anything else.

Just like what Lucci did back then.

"Commodore, what should we do next?"

An adjutant beside him asked.

"I'm going to talk to Capone."

Kibin wasn't going to do anything stupid with the flying squirrel.

The town was shrouded in fog and was dark. An atmosphere of panic was spreading.

The stuffy chest, the obscured sky, the ship that suddenly sank into the sea, and the naval soldiers who made money in the name of extinguishing the fire.

Like a thin string, it becomes tighter and tighter as time goes by, and the middle part becomes extremely thin, as if it would go out of control with just a slight push.

The flying squirrel didn't want to see this.

He and Yixiao walked on the streets of the town, both with heavy expressions on their faces.

The town built based on the naval base has a close relationship with the base itself. Especially during the war in Marinford, a group of naval families moved there.

"The tense environment caused some soldiers to lose themselves."

"Excuse me, Mr. Yixiao."

Bucky wasn't lying.

Some areas for navy families were fine, but when the two walked to other areas, the chaotic scene made the flying squirrel frown.

"I am not an ascetic monk who came out of the deep mountains and old forests."

Yixiao grabbed the cane knife and followed the flying squirrel.

"It is a blessing to be blind. There are too many filthy and despicable people in this world that are hard to bear to look at. I closed my eyes because I couldn't bear to see such things."

"But now, unless you lose all five senses, there will still be lingering sorrow."

It is not difficult to understand what Yixiao meant by saying this. He is well aware of the evil of human nature and has tried to escape it before, but now he wants to do something about it.

"In these troubled times, the Navy really needs Mr. Yixiao to join us. After this is over, I will recommend Mr. Yixiao to go to the headquarters for assessment."

"But now, I need to clean up this scum first."

The flying squirrel's fingers gripped the hilt of the sword, and the snow-white blade slowly pulled out.

When he didn't witness these things, he could turn a blind eye, but when he saw them, he had to clean up the mess.

"Mr. Flying Squirrel!"

"Master, why are you here?!"

Several soldiers who had just come out of residents' houses and were still in disheveled clothes were suddenly stunned and their faces turned pale.

Then there was a flash of silver-white knife light.

The head fell to the ground with a thud.

"Let's look somewhere else."

The flying squirrel swung the knife, and drops of blood dripped from the snow-white knife without getting a single drop of blood on it.

His sword, Nagashune, is also a famous sword listed among the twenty-one great swords.

The blade is slender and the guard is gorgeous.

He didn't say much.

His appearance and the bloody head were the best reassurance to the increasingly frightened people.

As the flying squirrel walked along, it had already sensed many secrets hidden in the corners of the windows, full of scrutinizing eyes.

"it is good."

The flying squirrel walked a little further with a smile, allowing himself to appear in the eyes of countless people.

"Want to go over here and take a look?"

He stopped and smiled, and heard with his ears that the flying squirrel's heart skipped a beat when it passed through this area.

But this area is exceptionally quiet...there seems to be no sign of human activity.

The flying squirrel opened his mouth and was about to answer.

Soldiers came running over.

"Your Excellency, Base Commander, Mr. Kibin and Mr. Capone had a conflict at the port!"

It's not that simple...

The flying squirrel was still holding the box in one hand, rubbing its fingers on the box board a few times, feeling a little heavy-hearted.

"It will really cause trouble..."

"Unfortunately, Ralph and Adams died on the battlefield."

These two were his former subordinates.

During the Battle of Marineford, only Akainu and Sengoku were injured among the top leaders, and Kizaru's clothes had some wrinkles.

But the casualties among the middle and lower classes were quite horrific.

Many positions are vacant.

Kibin and Capone were transferred up at this time. The Flying Squirrel had not yet completely gained their respect, otherwise no one would have bypassed him and reported directly to the headquarters.

(End of this chapter)