One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 2 Gunshot
blood.

Slowly filling the iron-gray deck.

Arne couldn't help but shudder.

He is not some rookie pirate.

Follow the previous captain to burn towns and plunder merchant ships!

When he went out to sea, he threw his conscience and other things into the sea to feed the sea kings. They were thieves, and burning, killing, robbing and pillaging were common practices for them!
If you don’t steal others’ things, others will steal them!
But he still couldn't help feeling frightened by the bloody method before his eyes.

When he tore open the wound, took out the knife, and threw it to the funny-looking clown...

……

……

"I'm so sorry."

Bucky turned his head and casually flicked his hair, "I was so happy all of a sudden that I couldn't help myself."

"How does that sentence go? Yes, I am a peace-loving person."

He casually shoved the knife into his waist, ignoring the mass of rotten flesh behind him.

His name seems to be... Puppy Musa, he does talk a lot.

It hurt his eyes.

He picked up the other hand that had fallen to the ground.

Of course, there is a price to pay to break free from the seastone handcuffs designed for Devil Fruit users.

He sawed off both of his hands.

As long as he doesn't come into contact with the seastone handcuffs, Buggy's immortality will naturally return.

Then just reattach the severed hand.

"The Splitting Fruit is really interesting."

He licked his lips, and the broken parts of his arms and palms came together, fitting together like building blocks.

He didn't know if it would work until he tried it.

The original Bucky didn't have the courage to make such an attempt.

But when it comes to courage, Jack, who came out of Arkham Asylum, has a lot of it.

Ah, I hope his dear attending physician and those lovely fellow patients will not feel sorry for his departure.

Especially, that cute little bat!
He has more fun now!
"Devil Fruit...why don't you get another one to try? I heard that if you eat a second one, your body will explode and you'll die, but I can already explode myself, so how else can I explode?"

"Or, feed it to other people with special abilities to try."

"Yes, yes, it's called an experiment."

Bucky thought about the interesting things in his memory. His eyes became brighter, his hair that was originally tied up fell down, and he looked weird.

It’s the Joker that the good people of Gotham City will never mistake… a madman!
"Mr. Baki."

In addition to the bad shortcomings of a pirate, Arne also has the advantages of a pirate, such as being able to quickly recognize his position on a ship.

Of course, the current situation was not something he could have predicted.

The reason why I gave the knife to Buggy before was that I thought he was just a pirate with a bounty of 15 million berries, so he shouldn't be too cruel...

Damn, did these people in the navy use their brains when setting the bounty?

This level of brutality, isn't it just like this for a pirate worth hundreds of millions? !

"Don't worry. Don't worry."

"I feel much better now."

He saw Baki wave his hands, split his body into pieces, and then calmly walked out of the cage of the vicious dog Musa.

Curse of the sea, the power of the devil fruit.

It should be superhuman.

After all, he is a pirate on the Grand Line, so Arne shouldn't be so ignorant.

"Your hand...?"

Bucky's hands were filled with his own thoughts.

One of them used his index, middle and ring fingers alternately to crawl towards the upper cabin.

The other hand floated up by itself and reached deep into the cabin on the deck where they were currently.

The three of them combined are not even worth 100 million berries, but they are not bold enough to ask the navy to use a warship to escort them.

It takes a whole floor of pirates to make enough.

tens of?
Or hundreds?
Bucky didn't remember either. He only remembered that it took more than two hours from the time he was loaded into the cabin to the time the ship started to sway.

In addition, the feeling of operating three separate parts of the body at the same time is surprisingly simple.

Maybe it's because he now has three brains.

The original Buggy didn't have such smooth control capabilities.

"Busy, all busy." He shook his head, the remaining torso looked like an old lonely man left behind, "Be busy."

No matter how you look at it, he looks like a mental patient!
……

Outside the cabin.

The sea was dark.

Only the dark green camouflage warships pushed out circles of ripples with milky white scales. It was late at night.

But as a naval officer on the escort ship, Sergeant Jacques still did not slack off at all.

He patrolled back and forth in front of the ship's tower with several privates, and the footsteps from their leather boots were meant to be gentle yet have enough presence.

The gentleness is so as not to disturb the officers' rest, and the presence is so that Brigadier General Browne, who occasionally gets up at night, can realize that outside the warm cabin, the loyal Sergeant Jacques is doing his best to perform his duties.

Sergeant Jacques's steps became more relaxed only when they were a little further away from the officer's lounge.

He lit a cigarette casually.

"We will reach the Gate of Justice in about an hour. Please bear with us for a while. Once we enter the gate, we won't have to patrol as hard."

He patted a private first class on the shoulder, making sure that nothing unusual had been noticed throughout the night.

What Sergeant Jacques didn't know was that when he turned his head, a not-so-clean but diligent little hand quickly passed by him.

If you look more closely, you can see a round eye and ear on the hand.

Not long after.

The diligent little hands brought more and more things back to Bucky.

Gunpowder, swords, guns, nautical charts, keys, and an officer’s diary…

This person is definitely not serious.

He flipped through it casually.

The diary records are trivial and detailed. Balala contains a lot of the officer's various thoughts and daily matters, as well as a lot of complaints about his current job...

Quite boring.

Bucky watched it very seriously.

It can help him understand the real side of this world.

As for the nautical chart, he also flipped through it.

Yep…

can't read.

The Joker in Gotham City has a high IQ and a high level of education. We can’t say that the college student who works part-time as a clown has a high IQ, but he does have the qualities of a higher education.

But this does not mean that they can immediately understand the professional nautical charts of another world.

Especially those drawn by the navy, which has its own set of standard nautical charts.

As for the original Buggy...

He was good at reading various Riddler-type nautical charts, but was easily confused when he saw the professional version of the Navy.

There are too many notes!
"I can read the charts, Master Buggy!"

Arne seized the opportunity and spoke up immediately.

His hands were in shackles but no one had yet helped him to remove them.

Although the assignments for the nautical charts of the Great Route are the same as the reference answers at the end of some test books.

He skipped everything you wanted to see.

However, it is still good for understanding the situation around each island.

"very good."

"It seems that I already have a candidate for the navigator of my future pirate ship."

Bakijie smiled and drew a pancake casually.

"Yes Yes!"

Arne looked excited, and this was not a lie. If you want to get involved in gangs, it is important to follow the right kind of boss.

Like the captain before him, who claimed a bounty of 70 million berries, he didn't even last three rounds at the hands of a capable navy officer.

"Next..."

Bucky raised his arm and called back the busy Xiaoyou, saying that Xiaozuo had more important things to do.

He picked out a brand new pistol from the sack of sundries in front of him, put his finger in the gun buckle, and turned it a few times.

Then he grabbed it and fired three shots at Arne's cage.

All three shots were accurate, two at the handcuffs and one at the iron cage.

The gunshots roared, and the sound of bullets and iron sheets hitting each other was ear-piercing.

Arne held his painful wrist, but he was suddenly terrified. "Are you crazy? We are still on the warship?!"

The navy is a little stupid, but they are not deaf!
"Wow, you guessed it right."

Bucky complimented him with a grin.

Aren’t people who come out of Arkham Asylum crazy?
"So next, we don't have much time left to select crew members."

He tossed the sack to Arne.

He hummed an unknown melody and walked towards the depths of the cabin with a step that showed no regard for anyone.

"Mad man, what a mad man!"

Arne stamped his feet anxiously, but still quickly followed with the sack in hand.

(End of this chapter)