One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

"Hina reports! Hina reports!"

"Lord Doberman has been corrupted by the Joker; he's gone mad, slaughtering naval soldiers!"

"Hina must stop him immediately!"

On the same warship billowing black smoke, Hina loosened the collar of his fuchsia suit.

The sound was exceptionally clear and crisp.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 69 The Promise of Long Hair

"Is this Mr. Bucky's ability?"

A small sampan, hanging on the side of a tall warship, was hidden in a light white mist.

Jacques opened his mouth, still shaken.

He witnessed firsthand how the crew of the warship went mad, especially the lieutenant general wearing a cloak of justice and gold tassel shoulder guards, whose expression changed from the sternness of a winter's day to an inexplicable frenzy as intense as the ocean itself.

The bloody butcher's knife was being wielded wildly among his own men.

"Truly admirable."

Swan responded wistfully, her face turning slightly pale.

Using its power to drag the entire warship into a silent zone is clearly not without cost.

"There are some things that are just too frightening."

Jacques pondered for a while before choosing this word.

He meant to say crazy.

Being associated with such people is not only terrifying, but also insane.

"Aren't you afraid?" he asked thoughtfully.

Although this madman had something on him, such fear was not incomprehensible.

Before meeting Bucky, Jacques was just a naval officer with a little bit of ambition.

That's why he said these things to Swan, the only one in Bucky's team who seemed like a normal person.

After all, the other party's appearance was entirely within his sight.

"afraid of what?"

"Mr. Bucky gave me value, so why should I be afraid of him?"

Swan turned and looked at him with a puzzled expression, his tone full of confusion.

Then she gave a sweet smile, "And my value lies in helping Mr. Bucky do everything he wants to do."

Yes, she privately refers to this value as the promise of long hair.

In remembrance of Mr. Bucky, who took a lock of his long hair.

That was his savior.

Thinking of this, her eyes clearly showed infatuation.

md!

This is insane!

Jacques cursed inwardly, feeling that he was the only normal person in the team.

Then four more rag doll sailors were made.

He skillfully began rowing the boat.

Following Mr. Bucky's previous instructions, they have now extended this silent zone to another warship.

Well, I don't know why, but Mr. Bucky really likes to call this area Silent Hill.

They were responsible for spreading silence, while Mr. Bucky was responsible for igniting emotions.

The Den Den Mushi in my hand remained unanswered for a long time.

Hina pulled her sunglasses up to her forehead, right at her hairline, her beautiful face filled with a heavy expression.

Hina has a bad feeling.

She bit her lip and muttered a few words, but she couldn't let Lord Doberman continue to kill indiscriminately.

With outstretched arms, they transformed into a long black barrier that led to a nearby warship.

"Black Cage" Hina, this is her nickname and also her Devil Fruit ability, the Paramecia-type Cage-Cage Fruit.

Just a few months ago, he was a colonel in the Marine Headquarters, but because the World Government attributed his achievement in defeating Crocodile to him, coupled with his good performance in the Marineford War, he was promoted to brigadier general and then transferred to the more dangerous New World after the war.

However, compared to Smoker's reasoned arguments when the World Government tried to pin credit on him.

Hina, on the other hand, chose the more rational option of compliance.

She realized that the combined strength of the two of them was simply no match for the will of the higher-ups.

Therefore, compliance is the rational choice.

Even though she herself knew very well that the one who defeated Crocodile, the Shichibukai who aimed to steal the country and caused Alabasta to suffer from drought for many years, was the Straw Hat crew.

However, just as she was about to leave...

The three-barreled gun turret on the bow deck of the warship, gleaming with a dark light, suddenly began to rotate on its own.

As if venting some kind of anger, they fired indiscriminately at the warships on both sides.

A little further away, a battle broke out between two warships.

Two figures, both dressed in white uniforms, began slashing at each other with knives.

Every strike is a life-or-death struggle!

Those were Lieutenant General Gene from the G6 branch and Lieutenant General Sissoko from headquarters.

Hina's pupils suddenly contracted, and what she saw before her eyes gave her an utterly absurd feeling.

Although these two have always had some conflict in their pursuit of justice, it's impossible for them to fight each other on the battlefield!

But their eyes were all so bloodshot, as if filled with endless anger that needed to be vented.

And there's the ruthless Lord Doberman, who's even slaughtering his own soldiers.

It seems like everyone is caught up in a game called madness.

I am the only outsider in this game.

“Clown virus,” she muttered to herself.

A slight fear began to sprout as rational judgment took hold.

The emergence of a certain emotion requires a certain opportunity.

But in the Joker's hands, this rapid development of emotions only requires one or two splits.

Emotions will then be expressed uncontrollably.

The seeds of emotion have already been sown.

At this moment, the artilleryman operating the turret had a ferocious expression on his face. All the dark green warships had become his mortal enemies, and he kept shouting, "Liar! Liar!"

His resentment towards the Navy and the World Government had been suppressed for a long time.

News agency reports on the massacre game only added fuel to the fire.

Wearing sunglasses, Vergo watched all of this with an indifferent expression.

He then put down the Den Den Mushi he was holding.

The sound disappeared.

It's like someone's ability.

The young master also said he was almost there. Vergo wanted to dissuade him, but the situation seemed a bit off.

The sudden disappearance of his voice prevented his words from being heard.

The soldier, cloaked in gray, gestured wildly in front of him.

G5 Branch.

A branch base specifically used to house the scum of the Navy.

They didn't even want to wear navy uniforms.

So when they first saw the newspaper, their reaction was not doubt or fear, but excitement.

They were excited to retaliate against the Navy for its long-standing neglect and harsh treatment of them.

Incidentally, they can also stand on moral high ground to criticize the navy.

In order to convincingly portray himself as a naval vice admiral who was actually an undercover agent, Vergo maintained a friendly and approachable demeanor.

Ignoring what they were saying, I nodded.

The soldiers' excitement intensified. These already reckless guys didn't even need to communicate; they just exchanged glances and understood what they were about to do.

They struggled to turn the rudder and deflect the direction of the stern sail.

It's as if they've set their sights on a particular warship.

The warship from the G5 branch rammed into it.

It happened to be the warship where Doberman was located.

He turned around, his eyes bloodshot, his reason completely gone.

There seemed to be a voice in his mind, as if it didn't want to cause any more trouble, telling him.

This pretentious fellow is an undercover agent for the Don Quixote family.

He is a traitor to the Navy, a blasphemer of absolute justice!

"traitor!"