One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 15 Confiscating the house
As we all know, the world government does not allow human trafficking.

As a violent agency of the World Government, the Navy naturally cannot stand this.

Therefore, most of the auction venues in the Chabaoti Archipelago are named employment agencies.

This way the navy at Area 66 base can pretend not to see it.

“Dark, too dark.” Bucky shook his head, looking heartbroken.

He felt that he was quite into the role, as he had to act like a navy man.

So he gently pushed open the door of what was called an employment agency but was actually a human auction venue.

Before the two burly suited thugs could stop him, he took the lead and said:
"Hello, house search."

Is this person crazy?
The thug in the suit was stunned for a long time. He couldn't imagine what kind of person would dare to come to this illegal area and say such words to an auction venue with obvious powerful background.

But when he noticed the white uniform of the person who came, his face lit up with joy again.

The person who was instructed above is here!
But he didn't wait for the message to be passed inside.

A group of navy soldiers filed in.

Sergeant Jacques led the way, looking indescribably righteous.

The new appointment of the Navy has come down. The honorable Major Arrow is now the Lieutenant Commander of the Navy Base No. 66 in the Sabaody Archipelago.

Naturally, Jacques is also a member of Base 66.

So when Major Yaro came to enforce justice, of course he, his lackey, had to take the lead.

The two men in suits guarding the door, as well as a dozen thugs who followed quickly, squatted down with their heads in their hands when they saw the white uniforms.

They are not pirates, why would they fight with the navy?
Until a mustache man in a suit, obviously the leader of the suit men, came out with the sound of stamping footsteps.

Shouting loudly:

"What are you doing!"

"Do you know whose property this is?"

"Who is your commander? We want to see him!"

“Here it is!” Bucky raised a hand obediently.

This guy?
The mustache man's expression suddenly changed and he turned around and was about to run.

But he had only taken two steps when he was blocked by a long gun.

The black muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead.

Jacques didn't know how to describe the majesty of the moment.

He had clearly abandoned the good and turned to the dark, and had clearly prepared himself to commit crimes, but in the end he really came to execute justice.

The world is really amazing.

"Yes, shoot this way, get a close-up, this is exclusive news!"

Bucky pointed and asked Arne to hold the camera to the mustache man's face and take a few close-up photos of him.

"What do you want to do?"

The man with a mustache obviously recognized who the visitor was and asked while holding his breath.

"What? Did you see the uniform I'm wearing and the two words on the back?"

When Bucky said this, his expression almost couldn't hold back.

The Joker wears justice on his body.

If old friends in Gotham City saw this, they probably wouldn't believe it.

But his "justice" did not end there.

Bang.

The only main door of the auction hall was suddenly kicked open.

Disco, who was working hard to create an atmosphere under the spotlight, paused.

The bright future he had been looking forward to finally came.

Just in a way he wasn't expecting.

The man was wearing a distinctive navy uniform and a coat of justice.

The smile on his face is bright and sunny.

"We all believe that chaos brings justice, right?"

Bucky whispered to himself. This was another commonality he found among the three clowns.

"Well then." He straightened up and performed an aristocratic etiquette, "Ladies and gentlemen, congratulations."

"You were arrested because you were involved in the slave trade."

The buyers in the audience were all shocked. They didn't understand why the navy that was protecting them and taking their money would come to destroy the place.

Does anyone really believe the empty talk of the world government?

Don’t be ridiculous, there are several officials from the World Government in the front row!

"presumptuous!"

"Which navy are you from? I want to file a complaint against you!"

In the second row of seats at the venue, a man in luxurious clothes suddenly stood up, pointed at Bucky's nose and shouted angrily.

If it was a pirate who came, he would definitely shrink under the chair, and even bury his fat body on the floor.

But it was the navy that came.
Then he dared to curse Bucky by name.

But he apparently overlooked one thing.

Some navies are just criminals in disguise.

He was answered by three loud gunshots.

The attendant next to the "Tax Collector" had a dazed look on his face.

But the navy man in front of him seemed dissatisfied. He covered his ears with one hand, as if he was afraid of the loud sound of the gunshots. In the other hand, he held a pistol and fired one shot after another at the tax officer's fallen body.

The smell of blood, gunpowder, and urine coming from nowhere
The pampered adults were so frightened by this scene that their faces turned pale.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, do you hear what I said?"

Bucky dropped the hot pistol.

In fact, he got it from his mustache.

"How come there is no security at all for such a large auction venue?"

Bucky muttered in slight disappointment.

He felt that the pirates in this world were still too conservative. They were unmoved by so much wealth lying before them.

"Men on the left, women on the right, stand straight. Let our dear reporter comrade give you a clear close-up. And slave over there, stop wiping the blood off your face. Can you be more miserable?"

The slave in the iron cage was wearing an extremely thin gray shirt with holes in it.

The snow-white skin emerged from under the gray clothes and was ruthlessly scratched with several wounds.

The sideways kneeling posture made her long black hair just reach the floor.

The sky-blue eyes, which were just covered with a layer of mist, had just made the atmosphere of the auction particularly heated.

This is a female slave full of tragic beauty.

After taking a few quick photos, Arne felt a little disappointed.

Disco, who had just been so glorious, now had a look of fear on his face. He hid in a corner trembling and dialed a Den Den Mushi number.

"Are you done fighting?" Bucky leaned close to him and asked kindly.

Coincidentally, the Den Den Mushi in Disco's hand was picked up.

"Hey, what's the matter?!" Den Den Mushi looked unhappy.

“Good morning,” Bucky greeted warmly.

The other side of Den Den Mushi.

Doflamingo glanced at the obviously dim sunlight with a strange look on his face.

However, he still recognized that the other party's voice did not belong to his subordinates.

"Where's the disco?"

"He's, uh, fine." Buggy took the Den Den Mushi from Disco, who had a dazed look on his face.

The cold muzzle of a gun was pressed against his forehead.

"By the way, the employment agency in Area 1 is what you call the human auction venue."

"Now it has been copied by me, Colonel Yaro Lux."

(End of this chapter)