After retiring from the Navy, I became a doting husband.

And so, he walked and walked, turning and twisting, until he unknowingly arrived at a dock.

I looked up.

A small merchant ship was seen anchored at sea, and a dozen workers were unloading black boxes from the ship. Several men dressed in black were observing the surroundings with cold expressions.

Huh?

Bucky the Clown looked at them, paused for a moment, then beamed with delight. These were the bad guys, weren't they?

Just as I was feeling happy.

"Hey, you red-nosed kid, what are you doing here?"

The men in black spotted him, and their leader pointed at Bucky the Clown, speaking in a stern voice.

"Red nose?"

Bucky the Joker hates it when people talk about his nose.

This is his taboo.

Upon hearing these three words, one immediately enters a berserk state.

“Trash, you dare insult Bucky?”

"Die, all of you!"

Bucky the Clown flew into a rage, his scarlet eyes glaring at the men in black approaching him, and he roared furiously.

"Red Nose, you dare to act arrogantly on the Black Tiger Gang's territory all by yourself? You're courting death! Brothers, kill him!"

The leader was also enraged upon hearing this.

At a command.

The four henchmen beside him drew their weapons—daggers, machetes, and clubs—and with sinister smiles on their faces, they attacked Bucky the Clown menacingly.

Faced with the attack, Buggy the Clown smiled disdainfully and then used his Devil Fruit power to instantly separate the dagger from his wrists with his white-gloved hands.

"The Clown's Throwing Knife, Split in Four Pieces!"

Seeing this, the men in black all showed expressions of fear.

"He's a Devil Fruit user, everyone be careful."

The leader had barely spoken a warning when suddenly his four men screamed in agony as blood gushed from their bodies like fountains, splashing onto the ground and instantly staining it red.

In the blink of an eye, Bucky the Clown easily dealt with the four men who were attacking him.

Then.

He looked at the leader with a wicked grin.

The voice said in a chilling tone, "Your turn!"

Ah!

This terrified the leader, who turned pale and collapsed to the ground, crying out in fear and trembling, "My lord, please don't kill me! I'm willing to serve you faithfully and be at your beck and call."

Bucky the Clown said in a chilling voice, "Anyone who dares to call me Red Nose will die!"

As the words fell.

Swish!

A cold glint flashed across the other person's neck, leaving a trail of crimson.

The leader, still looking terrified, collapsed to the ground with a thud, his body twitching twice before he died with his eyes wide open.

Bucky the Clown looked at the five fallen corpses, smiled cruelly, and his anger finally subsided.

Available in the next second.

It's as if I suddenly remembered something.

His joyful expression faltered momentarily. Oh no, he forgot to ask them where the Black Tiger Gang was.

They finally found the gangsters, but unfortunately, he took advantage of their fierce actions and wiped them all out. Now, they still haven't completed the task Martin assigned them.

Bucky the Clown's mood soured again.

We should find out where their headquarters is first, and then strike decisively.

I acted impulsively.

However, when he looked up and saw the group of workers trembling with fear on the dock, his eyes lit up. He could ask them.

"Hey, do you guys know where the Black Tiger Gang's headquarters is?"

He swaggered over and asked.

The workers nodded quickly and repeatedly, while Bucky the Clown grinned and chuckled.

A dozen minutes later.

"Sir, this is the headquarters of the Black Tiger Gang."

A thin worker pointed to a three-story casino in front of him and spoke respectfully to Bucky the Clown.

Bucky the Clown waved him away.

He didn't go in immediately, but stood at the door for a while, hesitating.

Should we go in or not?

What if there are people inside who are stronger than me?

Forget it, just to be on the safe side, let's not go in yet.

In the end, Bucky the Clown decisively gave up, letting Martin have the chance to play the hero, since he had already completed the task assigned to him.

When he arrived at the agreed-upon bar.

As soon as I walked in.

Karma?

I was stunned by what I saw.

Martin was surrounded by a group of people, some massaging his shoulders, others pressing his legs. There was also an old man with a bruised and swollen face and a mustache who forced a smile that looked more like a grimace as he carefully carried a glass of dark red wine to Martin and said obsequiously, "Sir, this is a fine wine that I specially prepared for you."

Martin looked satisfied and patted the other man on the shoulder: "You're a promising young man."

He then took a sip of the wine, looked up at Bucky the Clown, and asked, "How's the mission going?"

Although he already knew everything about the local criminal gangs.

But they still asked.

He just wanted to see if Bucky the Joker was slacking off at his job.

"Dad, it's done. There's a criminal gang in this city called the Black Tiger Gang, and we've even found out about their headquarters."

Bucky the Clown regained consciousness, glanced at the old man with the mustache and the others with a strange look, and then reported.

Martin nodded slightly upon hearing this.

It seems this guy didn't dawdle and successfully avoided a beating.

"These men are the ones I recruited for you."

Martin pointed to the old man with the mustache and introduced him with a smile.

Bucky the Clown: "Huh?"

I wonder if I heard it wrong.

When did this guy become so kind, even personally recruiting followers for him?

and many more....

Could there be a trap here?!

Bucky the Clown immediately became alert.

Martin looked at Bucky the Joker, who looked incredulous, and laughed heartily: "They're all from the Open Crotch Society, which is part of the criminal underworld. There's also the Black Tiger Gang you mentioned."

"Given your good performance, I'm going to give you another challenging task."

Bucky the Clown had a vague feeling that Martin's smile was a little malicious.

Feeling uneasy, he asked, "What mission?"

next moment.

Martin stood up, holding his wine glass, walked up to him, and said with a warm smile, "Take your men and defeat all the dark forces in this country, so that Crocodile will come to you."

These words were spoken.

Bucky the Clown's face turned completely black; he felt like crying but had no tears left to shed.

I knew this guy was up to no good!

Damn it, they're trying to use me as bait...

Chapter 185 Reunion with Old Sha [Long Chapter]

Bucky struggled for a moment before giving in to Martin, who was far stronger than him.

Consider it a gift from a father to his son.

He nodded to Martin, somewhat sullenly replying, "Okay, Dad, whatever you say."

"Here, consider this a pre-victory celebration for you. Don't let me down."

Martin smiled with narrowed eyes, appearing to be a kind old man who cared deeply for his subordinates, but Bucky the Joker knew perfectly well that this guy was definitely a wolf in sheep's clothing.

So cunning!

He silently prayed that Shakrokdal would be found soon, so that he would have a chance to escape Shakrokdal's clutches.

As night fell.

Martin watched Bucky the Joker and his gang leave the bar, thinking to himself, "Should I go to the palace and ask the King?"

After thinking it over, his figure moved like a ghost towards the six-cornered palace.