Laughing Clown in Pirates

Chapter 77
The clouds gradually thickened to cover the moonlight, and the shadows slowly covered the opposing sides.

The gust of wind gradually picked up, disturbing the roses on the flower field, blowing up the bright red petals that fell to the ground.

Among the fluttering crimson petals, Lisandro Oroco's meticulously combed back hair was gradually unraveling, and a few gray strands scattered from his temples.

The underground uncrowned king of the Chambord Islands put his cane aside, slightly bent his back, bent his knees, and knelt down slowly.

After he knelt down, the people in black suits around him also knelt down.

"This is disgraceful, really disgraceful!" Willibald St. in the carriage glanced at Loki beside him, and said expressionlessly.

"Casemiro, get up from the ground!" As soon as Tianlongren's voice fell, Casemiro quickly got up from the ground.The severed wound was still bleeding and brought severe pain. Casemiro knelt down and lowered his head, trying to restrain the corners of his mouth from raising, as if annoyed at his incompetence.

"I thought I didn't have to get my hands dirty, but you bastards couldn't hold on for a while!" Willibald St. continued to scold, "It's because of you, my wife and the Oroco family. Friendships are affected."

"I'm very sorry, Lord Willibald Saint! I am incompetent!"

Despite being scolded bloody, Casemiro still nodded in agreement.Excited, he knew he had fully grasped the opportunity.

"Forget it, you are the only one among the bunch of rubbish who has some strength." Willibald Saint was tired of cursing, and turned to look at Lisandro Oroco who was still kneeling under the carriage.

This old man, who has controlled the underground forces of the Chambord Islands for decades, is looking at the instigator in front of him, his deep eyes are calm.

"Master Willibald Saint, if you have taken a fancy to something from the Oroco family, you can say so. The Oroco family is always willing to contribute to your lord. Your lord doesn't have to make things so complicated and dirty your hands."

"But some things have to be done with some means." Willibald St. was silent for a moment, trying to recall the lines Loki taught him: "If I directly ask the Orocco family to do things, in the end it will definitely be me. The Oroco family does business. Are you right, Mr. Lisandro Oroco."

"Willibald St.'s misunderstanding of the Oroco family is too deep. We are just a small family living in Chambord, and we don't have that much courage."

"Oh? Loki said the same thing, but the matter has come to this point, and everything is irreparable." Willibald Saint looked down at the old man in front of him: "Lisandro Oroco, do you hate me?"

Lisandro Oroco couldn't see through the Draco in front of him. He was completely different from the one he had just entered the Chambord Islands.But Lisandro Oroco still didn't see ambition in his eyes, and a man who has everything does not have burning ambition.

So why did he do this, why did he plan all this, why did he destroy the Oroko family?He wants slaves. The Orocco family will find him the rarest and most interesting things. He wants treasures. Orocco will give him corals from the deep sea, shining pearls, and brilliant diamonds...

In the end, he gave up dealing with the false flattery of the stupid Tianlong people, and instead spoke from his heart.

"Hate! But I'm more afraid!"

"My granddaughter, who is under one year old, is still babbling in the arms of my daughter-in-law. The day before yesterday, my five-year-old grandson was sitting on my lap and listening to me telling stories with wide eyes. My worry-free daughter just got married. I I also want to see what it looks like in a wedding dress... Willibald Saint, you have caused me to lose a lot, but I am afraid that resisting you will cause me to lose more."

Clap, clap... In the bleak night, applause rang out.

Willibald Saint clapped his hands and smiled: "Good! Good! Good!"

"Lisandro Oroco, a native of the East China Sea, took revenge tonight, but was betrayed by the family traitor Jeremy Ladd, and was ambushed. Only one person escaped from the entire revenge team. Lisandro Oroco also held hatred Died at the hands of young gangster Casemiro!"

"Mr. Orokee, what do you think of the story, and would you like to be a part of it?"

"In this story, the Orocco family will survive the hardships and continue to prosper. Of course, a little bit of decline is inevitable."

Lisandro Oroco had a splitting headache as his hands clenched the flesh of his knees, but he smiled decently.

"I am very happy, Lord Willibald Saint!" If Lisandro Oroco resisted, he was 3% sure to break through the protection of CP0 and hijack the Celestial Dragon.

But Lisandro Oroco is old, not young, not only in his aging body, but also in his choices.

He chose a safer and more tragic option.

The moment Lisandro Oroco agreed, the gangster who was unconditionally loyal to Lisandro Oroco moved his hands to his companions, and the sound of gunshots and sharp knives entering the body continued to resound.

With only two bosses remaining, Rez laughed and snatched the claw from José's hand and stabbed it into his own heart.

"I'm too stupid to act, I'll leave it to you in the future, Jose!"

Looking at the last man who was in a panic and seriously injured, Lisandro Oroco patted him on the shoulder.

"Jose, the Orocco family, I'll leave it to you in the future!"

After speaking, he put his hand on his chin.

"Wait a minute...Mr. Oroko, are you a devil fruit capable user?" Loki asked who had been silent in the carriage.

"Yes, I am a Superman with the ability to Chongchong fruit."

"Then, please wear Hailoushi handcuffs and get in the car. I think Lord Willibald Saint also needs a prisoner."

Lisandro Oroco finally put on Hailoushi handcuffs and got into the car, which undoubtedly made the Oroco family more controlled by others, but as he said, he still wanted to see Misha Oroco, his daughter's wedding.

The last time he was in shackles was when he was a slave, and the slave cabin was not as smooth and fragrant as the Draconian's carriage, but full of stench.

But what difference does it all make...

……

Groaning, coughing, and unseen sickness, the chain that held young Lisandro Oroco had a metal ring that was rusting, and Lisandro Oroco had been surreptitiously knocking the chain with other metals buckle.

The clasp had been broken the night before, the chain was broken, and Lisandro Oroco had no chance of escape.

The cabin shook extremely violently tonight, and some slaves who were exhausted were strangled to death under the constant jolting of the cabin.The waves crashed against the cabin with a deafening noise, and Lisandro Oroco could hear the shouts and roars of the deckhands in the cabin.

In the endless shaking and bumping, the cabin finally broke, and the turbulent seawater poured into the cabin, and all the slaves would drown in this sea, except the lucky Lisandro Oroco.

He ran up the vertical ladder connecting the deck with a few strides. After arriving on the deck, only a few sailors held on to the ropes or the mast firmly in the storm.

He shouted excitedly in the storm, praising the Sea God, and in the distance was a seaspout coming at an extremely fast speed.He hugged the handrail next to the ship as close as possible.The captain has no time to deal with a runaway slave, he is trying to turn the rudder to save the ship.

The seaspout brought the medium-sized slave ship into the air, and it fell down again after an unknown period of time.

The storm gradually dissipated, the moonlight faded, and the surviving Lisandro Oroco was lying on a floating board. In the distance, there were small green dots that could be seen, which were islands.

Floating around him were the dead bodies of sailors, spirits, food, and the coins were too heavy to sink to the bottom of the sea... Lisandro Oroco used the long wooden strips floating beside him as oars to shuttle over the wreckage of the shipwreck , Salvage useful things from time to time.

In the end he picked up a small, luxurious wooden box with a simple lock that was not difficult for Lisandro Oroco, who was a part-time pickpocket, to open.

He only took a little effort to open the small box, and what lay inside was the treasure of the sea, the Devil Fruit.

Still... level-headed Lisandro Oroco resisted the urge to eat it right away.

It took about three days before Lisandro Oroco, exhausted as he ascended the green archipelago of roots, swallowed the fruit, which tastes worthy of its devilish name, whole.

The option of selling the fruit was simply not on his mind, and Lisandro Oroco understood that power was the only thing.

This...is the first pot of gold of Donghai native Lisandro Oroco.

(End of this chapter)