Laughing Clown in Pirates

Chapter 23 23. Heaven Down
The sky is slightly bright, and the horizon shows a gradient from light blue to dark blue.

The holy places were still burning, and those that were about to burn out billowed gray or black smoke.

The sounds of fierce battles and explosions have disappeared, leaving only the sounds of sporadic encounters and the groans of the wounded in the distance.

"Be quiet...Joffrey, you must be quiet!"

"To put it lightly, try cutting off your fingers, ouch..."

Joffrey replied angrily, and groaned again in pain.He took his uninjured hand and patted the shoulder of his companion beside him, motioning him to get out of the way.Crouching on the edge of the brick, Joffrey leaned against the hole between the bricks and looked out.

All he saw were empty streets, charred walls and charred corpses with weapons stuck in them.

But it was already dawn, as far as he could see all this without effort.

"The time has come, do you want to rush out, Joffrey!"

The partner behind him asked that he wasn't really asking for Joffrey's opinion, just looking for support.

"Such a small number of people, go out? Go out and be cannon fodder! Idiot!"

Joffrey turned his head and said to the people behind him angrily.His gaze scanned the people in the room.

The original owner of the house was tied up in the corner by them at this time, with bruises on his face and Joffrey's stinky socks stuffed in his mouth.

The man who spoke just now was a strong and strong man, about 250 centimeters tall, tightly holding the gun snatched from the corpse of the city guard. The gun had no bullets, but the handle and barrel of the gun were strong enough to be used as a blunt weapon.

There is also a dancer with an excellent figure, who has a little self-defense skills, but that's it, she has a kitchen knife found in the kitchen of this house in her hand.Joffrey wanted to kiss her passionately and have a deep communication with her after he escaped. In fact, he didn't mind before, but he was afraid of being poked a few holes.

Leaving aside the man's hormonal reverie, intellectually speaking, this woman is not as useful as a strong man.

There are also a few emaciated and slightly disabled men. After a long period of slave life, they are already malnourished and have no combat effectiveness. In their hands, they hold rolling pins, pot lids, skewers and other things Laughing stuff.

Only the guy in Joffrey's hand is the most useful. It is a pirate steel knife with a thick blade and a few fresh gaps on the blade, but it does not affect the use at all.

Joffrey's missing finger was cut off when he used the steel knife to fight the city guards.At that time, he was only chopping and chopping, and felt that the knife was a bit slippery, and he felt the severe pain of severed fingers only after he ran away.

Joffrey has been a sailor for more than half a year, and he has also fought against vicious pirates once, so he feels that he is the best here.

After scanning around, Joffrey looked through the hole in the wall to the street again.

The little orange-haired girl who was neglected stood nervously in the corner. She looked at her and whimpered at her, looking pitifully at his original owner, wondering if she should pull off their stinky socks.

Because she saw that they seemed to be having difficulty breathing.

"Don't do that, you'll be in trouble!"

The dancer gently picked up the little girl and let her sit on her lap, leaning against her soft chest.

Pat, clack, the dancing girl heard footsteps on the stagnant water.

"Hey, has the attack started?" the dancer asked.

Joffrey didn't look back, he did see a few murlocs running past just now.

"Very well, let the impulsive murloc lead the charge."

After a while, there were more slaves.

In the distance, singing came from afar, the melody was passionate, and it was obvious that the slaves were gathering.

"Get out of the way, we're going out!"

Said the few sallow, emaciated and slightly disabled slaves.

"Hey, are you going out to die now! The smart way is to wait until they are almost equal, and then..."

Joffrey spoke halfway, then swallowed it back.He saw those people just staring at him coldly!
"Okay, okay! Good luck."

said Joffrey, and unlocked the door, letting them out.

"If you get caught, don't tell us where we are!"

Finally, he added another, annoying word, and slammed the door shut.

Soon after, the singing was replaced by the sounds of battles, guns, and explosions.

Joffrey trembled slightly when he heard these voices.

"Joffrey, shouldn't we go too?"

the burly man with the gun asked Joffrey.

"Shut up, wait, wait until..."

"Are you still a man!" The dancer stood up angrily and raised the knife.

"Go away, old lady, old lady is going out!"

"It's not a question of whether there are enough men, the probability of escape, the probability, do you understand!"

"The chances are fart, are you just waiting for others to fail, and then go back to slave life?"

The woman looked at him with disdain, and Geoffrey's blood was boiling hot. He stood up suddenly, hugged the woman and kissed her.The woman scratched his arm, and the skin was bleeding.

"Ah!" Joffrey cried out in pain and let go of his hand.

"Don't play hooligans on me, I don't like such a coward!"

"Hey, I'll let you see what it means to be one against a hundred!"

Geoffrey spit, but turned and walked to the orange-haired little girl.

"Little girl, it's time to fight, hide in a place where there are few people, understand!"

"Yes Yes……."

"You take this!"

Joffrey said as he stuffed a short dagger into the little girl's hand, and rubbed the little girl's head hard.

"Don't be stupid, be smart!"

"Scumbags, Master Geoffrey is here!"

He kicked open the door and walked up the street with his head held high.

........................

On the Holy Stairs, Joffrey, who was red-eyed, waved his steel knife indiscriminately. The dancer was lying beside him, and a hideous wound split the delicate face of the dancer.

The tall burly man was waving the barrel of his gun without the stock indiscriminately, with several gunshot wounds on his body, and he was completely motionless after vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood.

boom!boom!boom!There was another bombardment, and the bomb exploded behind Joffrey, and the impact sent Joffrey rolling downward, fortunately there were people and corpses under him.

A person fell on Joffrey. Joffrey wanted to push him away, but his drowsy mind suddenly realized that it was the clothes of the City Guards.

So he stabbed the person on him a few times, and the person on him stopped moving.

Just as he was about to push the man away, the bright saber pierced Joffrey's head.

Puff!The slender iron stake pierced the man's neck, and Joffrey's right hand was pulled up, and he stood up straight.

The emaciated slave who was holding a ridiculous iron skewer now had a dazzling sword light in his hand, and every time the fast sword stabbed, it took away a city guard.

"Yes, it's the thigh, follow him!"

boom!The heavy artillery bombarded the huge statues on both sides of the sacred ladder, and the huge rubble rolled down, crushing the fugitive slaves, causing their blood to splatter.

The drowsy Joffrey was lucky enough to avoid a catastrophe between two rolling gravels.

He turned and looked up. The sacred steps were full of corpses.

The slaves stepped on the corpse, covered in flesh and gravel, rushing down like a wave of blood, and looking up at the already blue sky.

"Don't look back, heaven's down, friend!"

Slaves run by with saxes on their backs and performance costumes.

"Yeah...heaven down!"

"Because hell is here in this world, high above the clouds!"

"Scumbags, Master Geoffrey is here!!!"

　When I dream now, I always dream of a group of people saying, "You are so short!" ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)