One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 85 Draw 1

Chapter 85 Draw One
"Money moves people's hearts."

What does 3 billion Pele mean?
The Adam tree, one of the world's toughest trees, is enough to build a Thousand Sunshine. Its price on the black market is 200 million Baileys.

The cost of building the entire Thousand Sunshine would not exceed 500 million baileys.

In other words.

The number of Buggy's heads alone is enough to build six Thousand Sunshine ships.

In addition, this clown has always seemed weak and alone.

How can this not make people excited!

Buggy felt that if he were on the other side, he would definitely join in the fun.

But if he really got the money, he would not use it to build ships, but to buy explosives.

So he could understand such a green look.

They still have many reasons to convince themselves.

For example, although this clown is very courageous, he has no real combat record at all.

Some were also blocked by the Navy and the World Government.

After all, they were hit in the face.

Tsk.

Finally, a ship used its ram to ram Hawkins' ship.

Standing on the bow deck was a bearded man with an eye patch and a pirate hat.

The cheeks under the beard are dark red.

He cursed as he glanced at the port, at a group of people who had green eyes and didn't dare to make any moves yet.

spat.

"A bunch of cowards!"

"Listen, Joker! Your head will be taken by our Long Beard Pirates!"

The man with a long beard was cursing, with one hand on his waist and the other holding a long knife.

It is true that the New World is a paradise for pirates.

"Let me do it."

Just as Bucky was about to move, he saw Hawkins take a step forward.

There was actually a bit of suppressed expectation in those dead fish eyes.

"Please draw one."

His figure appeared behind the bearded man in the blink of an eye.

The deep voice suddenly made the lawless pirate's heart tremble.

Four cards appeared in front of Hawkins.

"Draw one and tell me the number."

"Is this the time to perform magic, asshole?"

The long-bearded man mustered up the courage to ask back.

Hawkins' expression didn't change at all, but his eyes became more and more full of anticipation.

"Draw one, and it will decide whether you live or die."

"I, I." The man with long beard and dark red face trembled. He regretted being the first to speak out.

I actually forgot about Basil Hawkins, the third-ranked supernova!

"I choose the second one!"

For some unknown reason, the man with a long beard took the second card.

"Tell me, what's the number on it?"

Hawkins's expression, as indifferent as a dead fish, actually revealed a faint smile.

"Numbers, what numbers are there? They keep jumping!"

"That's right, that's it!" Hawkins' smile grew even wider.

"This is your death card."

The card that Longbeard had drawn suddenly hit his forehead.

A scary-looking scarecrow emerged from Hawkins' body.

The scarecrow has two hands.

The fingers were covered with long rusty nails.

One hand just happened to hold the bearded head.

The other drove the nail through the card and into his skull.

Right, that is it!

Hawkins' eyes became brighter.

The depression and pain that had tortured me on the dream ship for several days seemed to have found an outlet now.

Hammer the iron nail down again and again.

"Gudong."

The bearded crew member looked terrified and didn't dare to breathe.

Then Hawkins turned around again.

On that gloomy face, there appeared a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Come on, draw one."

"interesting."

Bucky smiled with narrowed eyes.

People who talk nonsense are always more likely to go crazy than normal people.

Of course, my own support is also indispensable.

Then he seemed to remember something from the past.

Well, it was also so lively in Roger Town.

So he faced the extremely greedy crowd at the port.

He calmly removed his head.

"You want my head?"

"Do you want these three billion Baileys? Oh, I want them myself."

"Take it if you want it, I'll give you everything, hahahaha!"

He lifted his head and threw it high into the air, and it happened to fall into the hands of a sailor.

"Three billion Baileys"

The sailor looked at the head in his hand that was still smiling at him, and a burning sensation in his heart rushed to his brain.

As long as you have this head, you can exchange it for 3 billion Beli from the World Government!
With 3 billion berries, who would want to be a pirate living on the edge of a knife?

How much would it cost to buy dozens of his beautiful female slaves?

He could even die in Golden City or Happy Street!
The sailor turned around excitedly and called to his companions:

"Dashiel, we—"

He was answered by a gunshot.

"Mine, three billion is mine!"

The sailor's so-called companion's eyes were almost blazing with fire.

He impatiently snatched the head from the sailor, which was still wet.

What does the clown want to do?
Dashiel is not stupid, of course he knows it. Doesn't he just want them to fight and quarrel among themselves?

But he couldn't refuse.

There is only a one in ten thousand chance that these three billion would be enough to buy out the rest of my life.

Another moment.

The sounds of gunfire and shouts of killing rang out at the same time.

If there was still some risk for the person facing the 3 billion bounty just now, then Bucky has helped them reduce the risk to a minimum.

One life and three billion, do you want to gamble?

Everybody's on it!
Their eyes were full of blood. No matter whether they were close partners or lovers in the previous second, when faced with three billion people, this group of rabble chose to stab them without hesitation.

White knife in, red knife out, and then three billion is in hand.

I have everything, so why should I care about other people's life or death!
The greed that was originally directed at Bucky alone was transformed by him into madness for everyone.

The madness of blood and fire.

The bone-eroding charm of money.

"Did you see that? It was an interesting scene."

Outside the crowd, Bucky found a tavern and poured himself a glass of slightly turbid wine.

His head was still on his neck.

"The number of pirates you killed with this move is probably enough to match the number of pirates killed by three naval bases in two years."

A man in a robe and hood in the tavern took off his hat and laughed bitterly.

Jacques was holding a headless rag doll in his hand.

How could Master Buggy throw his head around?

It would be bad if someone in this group was hiding seastone.

So he had to let his puppet do it for him.

It doesn't matter whether it's true or not.