One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

What does 3 billion peles mean?

Adam, one of the world's most resilient trees, enough to build the Thousand Sunny, is worth 200 million Berries on the black market.

The entire Thousand Sunny would cost no more than 500 million Berries.

In other words.

Pakistan's head alone is enough to build six Thousand Sunny ships.

In addition, this clown always appeared to be weak and alone.

How could anyone not be tempted by this!

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

However, if he actually got the money, he wouldn't use it to build any ships, but to buy explosives.

Therefore, he could understand such a green gaze.

They have many reasons to convince themselves.

For example, this clown, despite his great courage, has no real achievements whatsoever.

It has also been blocked by the Navy and the World Government.

After all, it was a slap in their face.

Tsk.

Finally, one of the ships rammed its ram against Hawkins's vessel.

A long-bearded man wearing an eyepatch and a pirate hat stood on the bow deck.

His cheeks, beneath the beard, were a dark reddish-brown.

He glanced cursingly at the crowd on the harbor, a whole group of people who hadn't dared to make a move yet were staring at him with greedy eyes.

He spat.

"A bunch of cowards!"

"Listen, clown! Your head will be taken by the Longbeard Pirates!"

The man with the long beard cursed and swore, one hand on his hip and the other holding a long knife.

The New World is a paradise for pirates; that's certainly true.

"Let me do it."

Just as Bucky was starting to consider it, Hawkins stepped forward.

There was even a hint of suppressed anticipation in his dead fish eyes.

"Draw one."

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

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

Four cards appeared in front of Hawkins.

"Draw a card and tell me the number."

"Is this the time to do magic, you bastard!"

The man with the long beard mustered his courage and asked a question in return.

Hawkins, however, showed no change in expression; his eyes grew increasingly expectant.

"Draw a card, and then decide your life or death."

"I...I..." The long-bearded man's dark red face trembled; he regretted being the one to stick his neck out.

I can't believe I forgot about Basil Hawkins, who's ranked third among the Supernovas!

"I choose the second one!"

As if by some strange twist of fate, the man with the long beard took the second card.

"Tell me, what is the number on it?"

Hawkins's expression, which had been as indifferent as a dead fish, surprisingly revealed a faint smile.

"Numbers, what numbers? They keep jumping!"

“That’s it, that’s it!” Hawkins’ smile widened.

"This is your death warrant."

The card that the long-bearded man had drawn suddenly landed on his forehead.

A terrifying-looking scarecrow emerged from Hawkins.

The scarecrow has two hands.

The fingers were all long, rusty nails.

One hand was able to grasp the long-bearded head.

The other nail pierced the card and drove it into his skull.

Yes, that's it!

Hawkins' eyes grew brighter.

The frustration and bitterness that had tormented me for several days on the dream ship seemed to have found an outlet.

They hammered the nails in one after another.

"Gulp."

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

Then Hawkins turned his head again.

On his gloomy face, a smile more painful than crying appeared.

"Come on, draw one."

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"That's interesting."

Bucky smiled, his eyes narrowing.

People who are eccentric or delusional are more prone to going insane than normal people.

Of course, his own efforts also played a crucial role in this.

Then he seemed to recall something from the past.

Yes, it was just as lively in Roger Town.

So he faced the incredibly greedy crowd at the port.

He calmly removed his own head.

"Want my head?"

"Want those three billion Berries? Oh, I want them myself."

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

He lifted his head high into the air and tossed it into the hands of a sailor.

"Three billion Pele"

The sailor looked at the head in his hand that was still smiling at him, and a surge of heat rushed to his brain.

With this head, we can exchange it for 3 billion Berries from the World Government!

With 3 billion Berries, who would still want to be a pirate who lives on the edge of a knife?

How many Berries would it cost to buy dozens of his beautiful female slaves!

He could live a life of luxury in the Golden City or the Pleasure Street until he dies!

The sailor turned around excitedly and called out to his companions:

"Dassil, we—"

His response was a gunshot.

"Mine, three billion is mine!"

The sailor's so-called companions were practically spitting fire in their eyes.

They eagerly snatched the head from the still-warm sailor.

What is the clown trying to do?

Dashiel isn't stupid; of course he knew. He just wanted them to fight and infight.

But he couldn't refuse.

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

Another moment.

Gunfire and shouts of battle erupted simultaneously.

If Bucky was still at risk after facing the $3 billion bounty, he has already minimized that risk for them.

A life versus three billion, would you gamble?

Everyone's betting!

Their eyes were bloodshot, and regardless of whether they were close partners or lovers just a moment ago, when faced with three billion, this mob did not hesitate to stab each other in the back.

A white knife goes in, a red knife comes out, and then three billion is in hand.

I own everything, I don't care about the lives of others!

What was originally Bucky's greed turned into everyone's madness.

The madness of blood and fire.

The intoxicating allure of money.