Kanjuro didn't know how to express his feelings at this time.

It was like, the actor who was performing hard on the stage heard someone shouting from the audience: "Ergou, your mother told you to go home for dinner!"

There are two things that make it uncomfortable.

One is that I was suddenly pulled out of the state of being fully immersed in the role.

Another point is that he is really called Ergou.

But this surprise only lasted a moment.

Kanjuro, or to be precise, Kuotan Kanjuro, pursed his lips, pretending to be nonchalant.

"I don't quite understand what you mean, Mr. Clown."

He felt that he had already made a sufficient gesture.

A gesture of respect for the strong.

If a little Karami called him that name, Kanjuro would definitely switch the penknife to his right hand.

That's his dominant hand.

Then let little Karami see the strength of the Nine Red Scabbard Heroes.

But now, he can still play the role of a loyal retainer and a poor painter of the Kozuki family.

This is not just a matter of an actor’s sense of belief.

The performance is intoxicating, and the bounty of 3.96 billion beli makes people calm.

The world government can pay such a high price and still be safe.

The person standing in front of him might be a demon.

Kanjuro shuddered as he remembered those reports about the Joker.

"If people's admirable acting skills don't take... well, some kind of advantage, I might not be able to detect it."

Bucky raised his eyes and flicked his fingers.

I don't know if it was because of Kanjuro's facial makeup, but even when he revealed the other person's identity, his face changed very slightly.

It can be said that I am really immersed in the character.

He took advantage of the memory.

But knowing is knowing. Now that you know it, the game must start based on this premise.

Bucky is not going to be pretentious about the plot.

He would have been ruined to pieces.

It just lacks a little bit of the fun of exploring and uncovering secrets.

Maybe it can be sublimated a little more.

Bucky had some new ideas in his mind.

"I was going to do a tryout."

“Pick someone who can put the puzzle together.”

"It's an old game."

"But now it can be improved a little bit to make it more interesting."

He took two steps forward and walked out of the shadow of the alley. The firelight flying in the distance reflected his pale face.

The corners of his mouth seemed to be raised several times.

The cold and crazy look makes people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.

Two people put together a picture.

Kanjuro could probably guess the meaning.

The young master of the Kozuki family made the picture, and he and Kinemon were the two people who could solve the puzzle.

The ability to break apart can indeed be done.

But how else does the Joker want to improve?

Kanjuro gained a new understanding of the evil taste of the man in front of him.

Devil clown...

"We should be on one side."

He no longer immersed himself in the role, but pulled away slightly and spoke with restrained words.

Jigsaw puzzles were nothing to him.

It's all just a show.

But it was hard for that gangster Kinemon.

He tried to separate himself from the Joker's opposite.

"You probably don't like that brat, and I don't like that either."

Kanjuro was telling the truth.

Why should a cowardly guy pay the price with his life?

"It's a bit annoying indeed."

Bucky narrowed his eyes.

This is the emotion brought out by the memory.

He doesn't deny it.

"Well, it seems we have a good basis for cooperation."

"It seems like the fighting over there is almost over."

While the two of them were talking, the furious Kinemon had already cut down all the chasing marines.

After all, he is a character who has faced Kaido directly, so Kinemon still has some strength.

He held a saber in one hand, Momonosuke, and Momonosuke in the other hand, blowing white smoke from his nostrils.

Obviously it consumes a lot.

Although they don't know why these marines are so haunted, their only option now is to escape.

The navy men were still approaching, and he only had a moment of respite.

His eyes scanned the surrounding area again.

Unconsciously, he ran very close to the battlefield.

The fire burned in the broken building, and the blood that had not dried on the ground reflected the expressions of the two of them.

"Come over here, Kin'emon!"

fortunately!

Kinemon's heart skipped a beat when he saw Kanjuro's greeting figure.

His expression finally relaxed a little, and he followed with Momonosuke.

He still trusts the companions of the Red Scabbard Nine.

"Why does the Navy keep following you?"

Kanjuro felt that this had a lot to do with the clown, but he still had a look of confusion on his face.

Kinemon was also very angry.

He ran for almost a night, but the group of marines still lingered, and no matter how far away he was, he could always catch up.

What the hell!

"Does it mean that the navy knows our identity?"

"Impossible, we traveled through time through Madam's ability, how could they know?"

Except for Madam, they had never heard of anyone with such unimaginable ability to obtain the Fruit of Time.

"No matter what, you are now exposed to the Navy's view."

Kanjuro took them to a warehouse and gasped.

There is no time to investigate the cause, the most important thing is now.

Kinemon also understood this truth.

No matter how the navy viewed him at first, after he killed so many navy officers, a bounty was inevitable.

"You take the young master with you."

"Brother Kin'emon"

Momonosuke showed reluctance on his face. Kin'emon was not only the leader of the Nine Red Scabbards, but also the most loyal retainer left by his father.

However, Momonosuke, who was almost frightened, had already climbed onto Kanjuro's shoulders.

"Take care of yourself."

He waved at Kin'emon.

Although Kanjuro's strength was a little weaker, he was also one of the Nine Heroes and should be able to protect himself.

But Kin'emon could not follow them anymore, as he would bring trouble to the navy.

Kin'emon also understood this truth.

As a minister, it was absolutely unacceptable for him to implicate the monarch.

"If you want to defeat Kaido, you must unite more allies."

"You must not disappoint the expectations of those patriots!"

They were able to sail smoothly from Wano Country, thanks to the help of some patriots in the country.

The patriots who are still loyal to the Kozuki family have been waiting for twenty years.

"Raizo also understands this, so he must have gone to Zou first."

"The fur tribe has always been an ally of the Kozuki family."

Kin'emon took out a life card.

Although Zou is also in the New World, its position is constantly moving. If you want to wait for it, you must rely on the guidance of the life card.

"Don't worry."

Kanjuro gave Kin'emon a firm look according to his character's personality.

Then he watched the samurai running in the night sky.

He soon disappeared from sight.

"Young master, I don't think you can sleep yet."

Seeing that the other party was gone, Kanjuro smiled again.

He casually picked up Momonosuke who was about to lie on his shoulder to catch up on sleep, and then threw him to the ground.

"Kanjuro, what are you doing?!"

Being treated so lightly by the retainer, Momonosuke suddenly felt very angry.

He directly scolded Kanjuro.

He is the young master, and the other party is a retainer, and retainers should act like retainers.

"Someone is going to play a game with you."

Kanjuro smiled with a cold expression.

Damn kid, he made me so scared just now.

"What time is it to play a game!"

"We still have to unite with our allies to defeat Kaido!"

Momonosuke said righteously.

My father said that someone who can defeat Kaido will appear in twenty years, and they appeared at this time for this reason.

"It seems that you still don't understand the situation, young master."

Under normal circumstances, Kanjuro would never bear to break away from the role.

But this is not an ordinary situation.

He reached out and grabbed Momonosuke's bun, then pressed it to the ground with his backhand.

"Your father is a coward, and you are also a coward."

"If the country can only be saved by you two, it might as well be destroyed directly."

Kanjuro pressed very hard, without any mercy for the eight-year-old child.

Then he kicked the kid in the chest again.

If he put aside the roles, he would have been upset with the father and son.

But he had to be their retainer.

His kick definitely contained personal grudges.

After the kick, Momonosuke immediately curled up into a ball, his face was pale, and tears were streaming.

Just as he was about to shout a few times, Kanjuro waved his pen knife.

He drew a zipper on Momonosuke's mouth and sewed it up.

"Forget it, I'm not in the mood to listen to your nonsense."

"Someone will play the jigsaw game, and my game is to take you back to Wano Country."

"Make them completely desperate."

Kanjuro whispered a few words.

This part was not in the information passed to Kurozumi Orochi, but he believed that the other party could understand it.

Compared to facing a clown, catching a child is much easier.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sympathize with Kin'emon in the distance.

That foolishly loyal guy must be feeling very uncomfortable.

With this sympathy, Kanjuro taught the kid a lesson again.

He has been patient for a long time!

He obviously has strong strength, but he never uses his brain and believes whatever others say!

Since he went out to sea privately, he gave away all his property to others, but in the end, he had to find ways for his food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Just to satisfy his own emotions, he made his retainers do some sneaky things!

The more Kanjuro put himself into the role of a retainer, the more difficult it was to suppress his anger.

What's the matter with saying that someone will definitely defeat Kaido in 20 years.

Then you know that someone will defeat Kaido in 20 years, so what did you waste before?

He made his retainer suffer humiliation and almost died several times.

Thinking of this, Kanjuro's face became even gloomier.

He simply kicked Momonosuke's descendants with a sharp kick.

Along the way, this kid's lecherous appearance caused them a lot of trouble.

Save him from causing trouble again!

After venting his anger, Kanjuro looked at it and made sure it was not dead before handing it to the clown.

Buggy was always nearby.

Watching Kanjuro venting his anger.

He felt that there was still some normality in this world.

Smiling, he arranged it in front of Momonosuke.

"My painting was found."

After Kanjuro finished drawing a lifelike bird with his right hand, he turned around and talked to Buggy.

Before calling Kin'emon, he had already drawn another Momonosuke.

As a user of the Drawing Fruit, Kanjuro can turn the things he draws into entities.

However, the appearance and ability of the things he draws are proportional to the drawing skills of the user.

Like before, the things he drew with his left hand were mainly perfunctory.

The entities he turned into were mainly weird.

It's a compliment to say that they can be used.

However, the things he drew with his right hand were particularly subtle.

The big bird in front of him tilted its head to the side, and the posture of its wings gently folded was vivid.

"The navy finally lived up to my report."

Buggy smiled lightly and handed the processed Momonosuke to Kanjuro.

Seeing him so frank, Kanjuro was a little suspicious.

The report didn't say that the clown was such an easy-to-talk person.

"All this does not violate your second identity, right."

Buggy saw his doubts and explained.

Kanjuro's second identity is an undercover agent arranged by Kurozumi Orochi in the Kozuki family.

However, the Kozuki family is about to end in this generation, so there is no need to hide anything.

Besides, he is giving a gift.

He sent the last heir of Kozuki to Kurozumi Orochi.

Is this still a refusal?

This reason is very strong, and Kanjuro can't say anything.

"Well, if you see Kurozumi Orochi, you can remind him to pay attention to Kaido's New Onigashima plan."

"New Onigashima"

Kanjuro muttered a few words, a little puzzled.

But he still nodded in response, and lifted the bruised Momonosuke onto the back of the big bird.

Flying towards the direction of Wano Country.

Kin'emon didn't know what kind of abuse his young master was suffering.

He was heading towards the direction of the navy before.

His idea was very simple.

Since the navy has already set its sights on them, it would be better for him to stay behind to cover the retreat and give the young master and Kanjuro time to escape.

This kind of thing has happened once before.

But when he was running, he heard the sound of the navy discussing together.

"Damn, where did that samurai go?"

"We have blocked the dock, they can't run away anyway."

"But there are still rebels, it will be troublesome if they mix in."

"Yeah, it's really hard to suppress them."

"But I heard that the lieutenant colonel and his men found the child that the samurai had been holding."

"Is it the child of some big shot?"

Hearing this, Kin'emon's wooden clogs suddenly stopped.

The young master was caught? !

What is Kanjuro doing? !

Kin'emon frowned and became anxious.

His name was given by the head of the family. The only request of the head of the family before his death was that they should take the young master to restore the country in the next 20 years.

He must not be caught by the navy!

Thinking of this, Kin'emon jumped off the roof with two swords in hand.

After asking several navy soldiers about the specific location, he cut the necks of several navy soldiers with his backhand.

"A bald, perverted brat wearing traditional Wano Country clothes, very stubborn."

"This is definitely the young master!"

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