One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

In the shadows, a two-meter-tall figure called out in a voice that was both teasing and tinged with urgency:

"You should know that I am a pirate with a bounty of one hundred million!"

"Hahahaha, Joseph, who doesn't know how much of your 100 million bounty is inflated?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other prisoners exposed him without hesitation.

The various sarcastic and unsettling voices shattered Arne's illusions.

Those imprisoned here are all pirates.

A rare profession that is keen on killing each other.

"It's over, it's over..."

Arne's lips trembled. If these prisoners refused to help, how could the two of them possibly stand against the navy outside?

As for the two of them who caused the commotion, they're probably going to be hung on the sail to dry out!

"Ah...ah...a lost little pet, that's a really good joke, much better than the one I just thought of."

Neither the mocking and malicious glances nor the urgent situation outside seemed to affect Bucky's good mood at this moment.

He casually sat down cross-legged.

He fired several shots in the direction where the most people were talking, using his right hand holding the pistol.

"Unfortunately, I don't like it when other people's jokes are better than mine."

Bucky's eyes showed no change, as if he had only shot and killed an annoying mosquito.

The prisoners' laughter stopped abruptly.

A pet seeking cuddles suddenly pulls out something deadly—that's not cute at all.

But aren't these two afraid of the navy behind them?

If they don't rely on them and don't use their strength, how can they fight against the navy behind them?

The reason these prisoners dared to laugh so freely was essentially because they were spoiled and arrogant. They had heard the gunshots, the sound of the navy gathering, and they had seen Arne's cowardly appearance.

But the situation seems to be a little different now.

Bucky smiled sweetly, seemingly a little unhappy with the atmosphere:

"Why, why are you being so serious?"

"How about we play a game?"

"Hmm... how does it work?"

He stroked his chin. "How about this, before the navy arrives, let's come up with a way to address each other?"

"For example, my colleague, Arne, I call him..."

"Navigator candidate for the Bat Cutie Pirates... Sir!"

Bucky smacked his lips, his smile fading. "Alright, now it's your turn."

"Think of a way to address me."

"Aren't you afraid?" a prisoner questioned from the shadows.

"Without us, you would definitely be dead!"

“No, no, no.” Bucky waved his hand and licked his lips. “It wasn’t me, it was us.”

Bucky pulled a long gun out of the sack, wiped it clean, and aimed it at the group of prisoners a few times, his words full of threat.

These prisoners locked in their cages, no matter how high the bounty outside, were no different from sitting ducks at this moment.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"As an extra reminder, the penalty in this game is that the person who comes out last will die first."

"Or, if no one can figure it out, then we'll all die together."

"How was it? Was it fun?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 4 The Coward's Game

"Quickly! Clear the passage!"

"If it doesn't work, smash it!"

"We must not let a single prisoner escape; the underwater prison is their final destination!"

The navy's shouts grew clearer, and Pakistan could even hear the sound of gun wheels rolling.

Clearly, the unexplained gunfire and the blocked passageway aroused great concern among the navy, especially the escort ship crew who were already on edge.

"It's getting more and more exciting, isn't it?"

Bucky grinned maliciously, feeling a long-lost thrill. The last time he felt this way was when he bombed the hospital.

He sat on the slippery floor, casually rummaging through the burlap sack Xiao Zuo had brought back, looking for anything that might be useful.

For example, a peeler, a fruit knife...

Why are there kitchen knives here?

Bucky paused for a moment, then pressed the cleaver against his chest.

Using the Chop-Chop Fruit's power to hide things is incredibly useful.

He could even... turn himself into a bomb.

Hmm, it's the kind that can be reused.

Glug...

In the dim light, someone swallowed hard.

As Bucky said.

This is just a very monotonous game for cowards.

Think of a name the other person would like.

That sounds nice.

They simply want them to submit.

What if we don't submit?

In the cage, they prayed like targets that the scorching gun barrels wouldn't be pointed at them. After miraculously surviving, they were imprisoned in the underwater prison known as the "pirate hell," where they suffered torture for the rest of their lives.

This is the ideal result.

The result was not ideal...

Joseph turned his head and glanced at his fellow inmates, wondering how many of them would be the first to back down.

Once a few people start to back down, the pressure on the rest will suddenly double.

Nobody wants to be left to the end and become a lamb to the slaughter.

Judging from that madman's ruthless killing, the few who survived to the end will definitely not have a good ending.

"This kid will only be more anxious than us."

Joseph sneered and said to his fellow inmate, "I don't believe this kid is really that bold!"

We'll try to hold onto as many as we can.

His fellow inmate in the iron cage glanced at him; his face, as rough as a mountain rock, was covered with knife scars.

Suddenly he stood up, the iron chains binding his hands and feet rattling, and his tall body reached the top of the iron cage.

It looks like a hybrid of giants and humans.

Little Giant Habler, with a bounty of 110 million Berries, is an extremely vicious and despicable fellow whose honest appearance belies his cruel and unassuming nature.

Joseph vaguely remembered it.

It is said that his overly brutal and oppressive rule caused his crew to rebel, and during a rest period after a raid, they reported his location to the navy.

Given this guy's despicable temper, he'll definitely be loudly mocking that ridiculous fellow, right?

These are all formidable pirates who inspire fear in the Navy, whose hands are stained with blood, and who can stop a child from crying in the first half of the Grand Line!

Playing coward games with them?

What's that called...?

He can dodge Roger's attacks, but he can play with a knife in front of Hawkeye!

That's hilarious!

Joseph made up his mind and stared intently at the figure that kept putting things into his body, eager to see the look of panic on the other person's face.

But I still feel a little uneasy sometimes.

Could someone with thick, big eyes be that bad-looking too?

Suspicion is the biggest trap in this game.

The little giant Habler lowered his head and glanced softly at his fellow inmate.

"On the train to hell, having a choice is already a blessing."

He said in a low voice.

Then he raised his hand and grabbed the thick steel fence.

He called out loudly, "Captain!"

This is like a signal.

After Babler's rallying cry, the prisoners quickly made their own choices.

Holy crap, I knew you with those thick eyebrows and big eyes were up to no good!

Joseph reacted quickly, shouting almost right after Habler.