Laughing Clown in Pirates

Chapter 127 127. Be My Son!
Margao opened the hatch of the medical room, abundant sunlight shone on his face, the sea breeze was fresh, and the blue sea and blue sky were in front of him.

He took a deep breath and stepped onto the wooden aisle beside the boat, walking slowly.

There was a fierce collision sound from the direction of the deck, as well as the exaggerated laughter of the clown, and one or two angry roars could be heard from time to time.

'Looks like the clown has picked up on Joz'
The unhurried pace sped up a little bit. Although Margao still looked calm with half-drawn eyelids, the blue flames jumping on his shoulders became more active.

It's been over a year since the Sundae Marie Gioia incident, and the world is still in the midst of the storm those two unleashed.

Although after the incident in the Holy Land, the murloc hero Fisher Tiger was active in the first half of the Great Route, freeing slaves everywhere, while the clown disappeared, but this short silence cannot make people forget that the crazy clown in the Holy Land Mary The dazzling flame ignited by Joya.

He still won the title of Five Emperors at the age of less than 30, and the bounty is second only to the heinous criminals in this world with white beard!

Bucky the Clown is about five years younger than Margall.

This year, Margaux is turning 30.

Thirty years old is about half the life length of the "long-lived people" in this sea.

He has an old man known as "the strongest man in the world", and he grew up smoothly.

When he was a teenager, he followed the white beard to see the scenery in the second half of the great route, and competed with the legendary Pirate Golden Lion, Pirate King Gol D Roger's pirate group.

Even the phantom beast fruit, whose rarity is not inferior to the natural fruit, was just a gift from White Beard during his coming of age ceremony.

As Whitebeard's reputation grew, so did the "big family" called the Whitebeard Pirates.

Margaux fulfilled the responsibility of the eldest son in a "big family" very well.

There are 16 adopted sons, and the pirate called "Daddy Whitebeard" is an innumerable big family. There are occasional small conflicts, but overall harmony and warmth, and there is no such thing as brothers turning against each other and sons killing each other.

Margaux originally just wanted to maintain such a dreamy life.

Whitebeard's illness and the rise of the clown and Fisher Tiger, two of his peers, made this man, who was more than stable but not enterprising, truly realize his responsibility and ignite new ambitions.

"The strongest man in the world" Whitebeard, his father, will grow old one day.

At that time, as the eldest son, he will replace Whitebeard as the keel of this big family, allowing this big family to continue to sail smoothly on this free sea.

And Bucky the Clown, who was born in the Roger Pirates, is now a peer of the same level as Whitebeard.

It is the "touchstone" for Margao to test his quality!
"Let me see, clown!"

"The gap between me and you!"

Margao, the captain of the first team who appeared on the deck, did not have any influence on the two people fighting on the deck.

"Come on! Joz! Hehehe...come on." The clown on the deck playfully stamped his leather boots, winked, and waved the red cape he got from somewhere.

Opposite the clown, half of Joz's upper body has turned into a diamond, panting heavily, staring closely at the clown in front of him.

Margao folded his hands on his chest, a little helpless.

He could see that Joz had been completely irritated by the clown, and the battle had become a simple game like "you hit me and hide".

"Go on!"

"Go, Joz!"

"Knock him apart!"

Around the two fighting, the "family members" of the Whitebeard Pirates laughed and booed.

boom!The moment Joz started, even the deck made of the precious tree Adam's wood cracked.

Under the huge reaction, Joz shot at the clown like a meteorite falling from the sky, and the impacting air in front of him was squeezed into a sonic boom cloud.

This time, the impact speed exceeded the speed of sound.

Hunting... The bright red cloak fluttered in the hurricane, completely covering the clown.

Joz, who rushed out, directly broke through the guardrail on the edge and shot towards the junction of the sea and the sky.

Huh...huh... The red cloak fluttered in the strong wind and fell slowly, and the figure of the clown bowing and taking a bow also magically appeared from behind the falling red cloak.

After this graceful bow, the sound of waves falling into the water could be heard in the distance.

A crew member of the Whitebeard Pirates laughed and took off his shirt, and jumped into the sea to bring Joz back to the ship.

Even if the Captain of the Whitebeard Pirates is a person with fruit ability, he will not lose all his mobility if he falls into the water. To put it bluntly, Joz just can't save face.

"Then who is next?"

Raising his head, the clown's eyes swept over the captains of the Whitebeard Pirates, and finally landed on Margao who was standing aside with his arms folded.

"Ah, long time no see, Bucky." Margao waved his hand and walked towards Bucky.

"Oh, Margo!" Bucky laughed and said, "I'll pay back that kick last time."

"Last time?" Margao recalled for a while, and then remembered the confrontation with Roger Pirates in the last round.

He kicked a blue-haired ponytail kid into the sea, and a red-haired kid jumped into the sea to save him.

The "beautiful" picture in his memory made him put a happy smile on his lazy face.

"It was eight or nine years ago, you still remember, Bucky." Margao stood still opposite the clown, blue flames ignited on his shoulders, wrists, and ankles.

"My memory has always been good." The clown fumbled in his pocket and took out a few small knives: "You don't mind if I use a weapon."

"Whatever." Mal shrugged, his posture relaxed.

"Then, I'm going." A few small knives spun in the clown's hands, and shot at Margao the moment the clown raised his wrist.

Margao's expression froze, and just as he was about to dodge, the knife flying in front of him split into a rain of blades in mid-air.

"Can't avoid it!"

In an instant, blue flames evaporated from Margao's body and spread all over his body.

In the burning and changing flames, his figure gradually changed into a bird shape, and all the blades fell into the blue flames.

Maer, who was transformed into a phoenix, leaped high and opened his wings suddenly in mid-air.

The strong wind howled, and the blades burning with blue flames shot down like rain.

Split!Split!Before each blade is shot into the body, the corresponding part of the clown's body splits apart in advance.

He jumped up high, drew two knives from his pockets with both hands, and slashed at Margao's shoulders in two places.

The two knives cut in, but did not cut off the wings completely. Margao's muscles tightened, and his arrogance prevented the two knives from continuing to penetrate into the body. At the same time, the wings turned into two hands and grabbed the clown's wrist.

At this time, the clown let go of his hands holding the two knives, and the suspended body fell suddenly like a spring pulled open.

Pfft!Pfft!
Margao pulled out the double knives stuck in his shoulders, and the flames on his shoulders ignited to heal his injuries. The moment he landed, he had already rushed towards the clown with the two knives in his hands.

Two daggers appeared in the hands of the clown, silently cut off the two swords that Margao had slashed, and at the same time pointed at Margao's wrists.

Margao's wrists were weak for a moment, and the flames ignited to heal the clown's severed tendons, and he re-clutched the handle of the knife with both hands and slammed it hard at the clown's face.

boom!The clown turned into a spinning top, and after dozens of spins, he stood still not far from Margao.

But his head was still spinning comically on his neck, until his body raised his hands and clapped his head down.

"Hey, this is enough!"

The clown gave a thumbs up and praised.

Margo drooped his eyelids, and slowly pulled out the two daggers that the clown left on his chest, and the wound ignited flames to heal the wound at the same time.

"It's really a foul fruit ability!" The clown pouted.

"Each each other."

Not long after the fight, the two people with similar domineering levels knew that they couldn't do anything to each other.

The damage caused by the clown's splitting ability will be healed by Margo immediately, and Margo's attack will also be avoided by the clown with the splitting ability.

So the battle between the two of them will be a protracted battle of competency.

Looking at each other, the two were about to rush towards each other again, but were interrupted by a burst of heroic laughter.

"Gu la la la la! Stop, Margao!" The white beard, who was more than six meters tall and was naked and wearing a white cloak, laughed.

"My boat can't stand your toss."

He walked to his exclusive double bed-sized seat on the deck and sat down, with his hands on both sides of the seat, looking down at the Joker and the crew of the Sun Pirates who followed the Joker aboard the Moby Dick.

The moment Whitebeard leaned over with a strong domineering look, he pressed towards the clown and his party.

The strong momentum even turned into a storm, blowing away the clown's long blue hair tied behind his head.

Plop... Plop... The crew members of the Sun Pirates fell down one by one, but the clown stood very relaxed with his hands in his pockets.

'I feel it, boy! "White Beard was a little surprised" Has such a king's momentum but doesn't attract attention? '

"Gu la la la, it's interesting, it's so interesting!" With a heroic laugh, the white beard lost his domineering look.

"Blue-haired boy, behind you are the members of the Sun Pirates? I thought they would be stronger!" Whitebeard said sarcastically.

Behind the clown, there were only a dozen people still standing on the deck.

"They had a battle with the elite navy, and then they crossed the fishman island with me to the new world."

"They're so tired."

The clown spread his hands and replied.

Whitebeard ignored the sarcasm hidden in the clown's words, and leaned forward slightly.

"how about you?"

"What are you doing on my ship?"

"If you come to seek my asylum!"

"So"

Whitebeard's voice resounded across the sea.

"Be my son!"

(End of this chapter)