"Someone, woo woo!"

The Draconians who fell to the ground shouted loudly, and were trampled on the mouth by the clown. At the same time, the Joker's dagger pressed against the Draconian's neck, and as he struggled, the sharp blade cut through the skin and shed blood.

"Be quiet, be quiet"

As he spoke, the clown slashed Kipil Saint's fat chest, causing him to break out in a cold sweat, but he didn't dare to move anymore.

I don't know why, Boyahan Cook looked at this scene and secretly became excited. The Draconian, who had brought her a huge shadow and woken her up in nightmares countless times, was trampled on the soles of her feet without resistance, and she couldn't even beg for mercy.

"Hey, what's your name!"

Hancock shouted, his face flushing inexplicably.

The Joker turned his face slightly behind him, allowing Hancock to see only his side face, red nose, and exaggerated bright red smile.

"My name is Bucky, Bucky the Clown, Little Miss." The clown chuckled a few times.

"My name is Bojahan Cook."

"Boya Marigorud!"

"Boya Sandasonia!"

The orange-haired girl and the green-haired girl standing behind her sister hurriedly followed and introduced.

The red dragon on the side of "Spartacus" suddenly spoke, and his hoarse and deep voice startled the three sisters. It pays special attention to the green-haired girl, which reminds him of his wife and little Monet.

"Ready, Spartacus, there's a new friend here!"

CP agents and Draco guards heard the loud sound of glass breaking, and they broke open the soundproof door, but before they could say anything, they heard the clown's scream.

“Fire！！”

The surging dragon flames rushed at them at once, and most of them were burned into charcoal before they could even scream.

There were three agents who escaped from the dragon flame but still maintained their combat effectiveness, and one of them was wrapped in domineering clothes intact.

"Don't approach, you don't want the Draconians to die in front of you."

The clown standing on the chest of the Draco said coldly.

The agents paused, secretly thinking about how to save the Draconians from the dragon and the clown.

The clown sneered and removed his foot from the Draconian's mouth, giving him a chance to speak.

"Fools, come and save me! Kill ......"

Saint Kipil excitedly spewed saliva mixed with blood.

Puff...... The knife thrown out by the Joker pinned into Kipil's hand.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

"I suggest you reorganize the language."

"Stop, stop, stay away from me!"

Tears came out of Kipil's eyes, and he felt that it was so unpleasant.

"Now, you and you, kill him!"

The Joker pointed to the two weaker agents, and then to the one in charge.

Naturally, the agents didn't move.

The clown smacked his lips unhappily and looked at the Draco man at his feet viciously.

"Pig, it looks like your dogs aren't very obedient!"

As he spoke, he stomped the Draco man in the stomach hard, causing him a sharp pain in his intestines.

"Damn it, do as he says!" Kipil said reluctantly in pain, and even then he couldn't forget his instincts.

"Your families are all working in the Holy Land!"

The threat of rights has gone deep into his bone marrow!

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the agents had already attacked, raising one leg high and slashing out the vacuum blade. Another agent wielded a finger gun.

The agent in charge dodged Arashi's foot, then blocked the finger gun with an iron block, and punched the agent who used Lan's foot.

For a while, the fists and legs were not lively.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" The clown said impatiently.

The three of them stopped for a moment, the fist of the leader meeting the foot of one of them, and the other hand was already holding the finger of the other.

He pointed to the agents at the head.

"You, did I let you fight back?"

"Putting it aside for acting here, is it pretending to be shot to my side in the next scene and saving the hostages?"

"Stand, let them kill!"

The clown squinted, looked coldly at the agent in charge, and after a while moved away in embarrassment.

"I find that your eyes are much colder than mine! Hahaha" He chuckled and cut off a piece of the Draconian's meat.

"Wow! Do as he says! ”

Saint Kipil screamed and said, "How could he, who was born a Draconian, endure this pain."

The first to strike was still the same agent who had done it first, and he slashed with Arashi's foot again. If you don't use domineering, the body of ordinary people is actually very fragile.

The lead agent was first scarred with deep bones, and then his jaw shattered by a punch.

"Harder, harder" The clown sat down on top of the Draco instead, patting his hand on the Draconian's thigh with a snapping sound.

The slaughter soon ended, and the Joker pointed at the remaining two.

"Tsk, no matter how ferocious the hound is, as long as it is trapped in chains, it is just a tool that can kill meat at any time"

He scoffed

"Now, you can duel, and the victor can live."

Before the Draconians could give the order, the two agents were already fighting.

The clown sat down instead of stepping on the Draconian's chest. Spartacus watched this scene happily, quite a kind of pleasure of feng shui taking turns.

The battle was soon over, and the Arashi's well-versed agent decapitated his opponent's head.

"Take off your mask, report your name, stick a knife in the Draconian, and you're good to go!"

The man took off his mask, and to his surprise, it was the face of a cold woman.

"Theresa Theron"

She grabbed the knife from the clown and prepared to go to her neck.

"That's not going to work!" The clown shook his head.

"I still have this man, I can't kill him, I can't seriously injure him."

Theron slashed unhappily, only to bend down and slash the Draconian's fat thigh.

She's a long-legged person, so standing next to the sitting clown is a bit condescending.

"You ruined my life, clown."

"I don't deny it, ma'am."

The Joker smiled brightly, Theron turned his head in disgust and walked away, and the Joker whistled at her swaying waist.

Rebelling against the World Government is a horrible affair, and she doesn't have much time.

The clown stretched and stood up from the Draconian. And Kipil Saint was still lying on his stomach, not daring to move.

"You should go Spartacus, and take the three little ladies with you at the same time."

"Go to your house first, and then send them back to Nine Snake Island."

"What about you?" Spartacus asked

"I haven't had enough of it." The clown smiled back.

"Thank you, Mr. Clown."

Before he could climb onto the dragon's back, Boyahan Cook suddenly trotted over and stood on tiptoe and kissed the clown on the cheek. Then he ran back to his sisters with red cheeks.

"Too bold, sister!"

The sisters' eyes widened in shock.

The three sisters climbed onto the dragon's back, and the dragon flapped its huge wings to create a hurricane, and the clown's blue hair flew backwards.

"Mr. Clown! Will we ever see each other again? ”

Hancock, who poked his head out, shouted.

The clown smiled and waved, but did not speak.

The smile was no longer crazy, no longer sad, just a light, happy laugh.