Chapter 22: Searching for Clown Baki

  Half an hour later, Hobodi's warship merged with the MISS Labdakuo. Sergeant Mate led many soldiers to board the pirate ship deck, and was surprised to see that the deck was full of pirates who had been tied up with ropes.

  In less than half an hour, their commander single-handedly took down a pirate gang.

  To know that there are very few pirates who can be in the peaceful East Blue and have a bounty of over 50 million Berries, those who reach this number generally have considerable strength.

  However, it is clear that the commander who emerged unscathed and the fat woman lying unconscious on the deck are a stark contrast, with their commander being far more powerful.

  Really reliable, indeed worthy of being a great military officer back from the navigation!

  "Commander Hobadi, now that we've apprehended all members of the Yarlita pirate gang, are we ready to set sail for home?"

  "Hopodi nodded: "Return voyage! But remember to slow down the warship's speed in the Orkney Islands."

  "Huh? Isn't that a small island chain not far from our Jecu Islands? Why does the Commander want..." Sergeant Major Mate was somewhat puzzled.

  Hoboldi glanced at him: "There should be a pirate hiding there, 'Clown' Baki, you should know? According to the intelligence I have obtained, he should have logged in around that area half a month ago. Although no island residents came to report the case, it is very likely that he is indeed there."

  "Little, Little Clown Buggy!?" Mate was stunned, his mouth agape to the point where he almost bit his tongue. That pirate and Yalrita were not the same, that was one of the few great pirates in the East Sea with a bounty of over 10 million.

  "Is this commander too hasty? We've just caught the 50 million bounty Alita, we can take a break and let our intelligence agents investigate whether it's true or false before deciding whether to pursue. Now directly going to arrest, maybe our patrol has already been captured by their pirate group, now directly going up will fall into a trap!"

  "It doesn't matter, when we get there I'll be the first to go in. If I haven't appeared at the harbor within thirty minutes, you can sail the warship away."

  "But—"

  "There's nothing we can do about it, these are orders!"

  Half a day later, Hobart's ships crossed from the waters of Dorne Island to Yozba Island and entered the waters of Orkan Island.

  As dusk approached, the warship anchored in the harbor of Tangerine Town on Orkney Island, and Hobodi disembarked onto land.

  As soon as Hobodi entered the street of Orange Town, he quickly felt that something was wrong. The main street was empty and deserted, every household's door was tightly closed, and through the windows, some steaming hot food on the tables was still emitting white vapor, but there was no one in the house.

  "Woof woof!"

  On the quiet street, a dog's barking sound came from not far away, exceptionally clear. Hobodi walked in that direction and soon found himself at the entrance of a pet store, where he saw a small white dog.

  A strange scene unfolded, Hobodi looked at it, and it was also staring at Hobodi. The four eyes of man and dog were locked in a gaze, and the picture seemed to freeze in this moment on that evening.

  It's quite strange, Hobbit saw a thread of very humanized ridicule in the eyes of this white little dog, as if the dog was ridiculing him because he had been fooled by its mere bark.

  "Have you seen this man?" Hobodi pulled out a wanted poster from his bosom, and the scene turned even more bizarre.

  "Woof woof!"

  "Haven't you seen it before?"

  "Woof woof!"

  "Hopkins was speechless and burst out laughing: 'Well, goodbye then.'"

  "Woof!!! Woof!!!"

  Hobady turned around, and suddenly the white puppy's barking grew louder. It pounced on Hobady's feet, its mouth tightly biting his pants and refusing to let go.

  "What's wrong?"

  One person and one dog faced each other again, the white little dog looked at Hobodi for a long time, then let go of its mouth, immediately turned around and ran to the pet store, pushed open the door, and in a moment, with an old man's photo in its mouth, threw it under Hobodi's feet.

  Hobbit bent down and picked up a photo, on which was an old man with a smile all over his face, and this white little guy's happy moment.

  Hobbit looked at it and asked in confusion: "Do you want me to find him?"

  "Woof woof!!" The little white dog kept nodding its head.

  Hobbit was both amused and annoyed, never expecting this little dog to have learned his trick just now.

  "Alright, clever little thing! I'd like to help you too, but I have an urgent matter at hand. Look, if I don't catch the guy on this wanted poster, my trip to this town will be for nothing. So I don't have time to find your master either, see you later!" Hoboldi put the photo back in front of it and stood up.

  At this moment, the white little dog suddenly took a step forward and rushed into Hopody's arms. It bit his arm that was holding the Bakki wanted poster with its sharp teeth, directly tearing off the wanted poster. Then it jumped to the ground, put the wanted poster together with its owner's photo, raised one of its paws, pointed in a direction, and kept barking loudly at Hopody.

  Hoboldi's expression turned serious as he looked at it and asked, "Are you saying that your master is with this guy?"

  "Woof woof woof!!" The little white dog barked three times in a row, nodding continuously.

  "This is an unexpected piece of news." Hobodi laughed, he had only spent some time with this little dog because it was so clever and fun to tease.

  Don't doubt that Hobodi spoke big words on the boat and wasted time here, in fact, Hobodi's past life as a mercenary had less dialogue with humans than with animals, and in front of animals, he could show another side that didn't match the mercenary's cold-bloodedness.

  Unexpectedly, a habit from his past life inadvertently led him to obtain intelligence about Baki.

  "Do you know where the guy on this wanted poster is?" Hobodi asked again.

  The little white dog was still pointing in one direction with its paw, barking non-stop at Hobo.

  "Alright, then you take me there. In exchange, if your master is caught by this guy, I'll be responsible for helping you rescue your master back. How about it?"

  "Woof woof!" The little dog kept nodding and then jumped up on all fours to lead the way for Hobbit.

  Following the little white dog, after about ten minutes, Hoppy crossed to the end of the street and came to a hillside where in the distance could be seen the pirate flag marking the clown's tent, fluttering in the wind on the temporarily erected canvas.

  "It seems I've earned my pay at the Marlin Inn," Hobodi said, uttering a phrase that meant nothing to the little white dog. He then told the dog to wait where it was and set off up the slope.

  Near the top of the mountain, Hobodi saw some pirates drinking rum outside their tents. Their voices were singing a famous song among sailors, "The Rum of Binke".

  Hoppy also saw people standing on rolling globes, spewing flames from their mouths like a circus troupe from past lives.

  The lookout pirates in the distance also noticed Hobodi, and before he had even reached the tent, they came down from the mountain slope early, holding knives to block his way.

  "What are you? This is the base of Captain Buggy, the Great Pirate! We're having a banquet now. Get out, if you don't want to be involved!" A pirate wearing a Santa hat put his knife on Hopody's neck.

  "That means Bozo the Clown is really here, right?" Hobaday asked.

  Another pirate, eyeing the companion beside him suspiciously, said: "Now that you know, why don't you scram? Captain Buggy doesn't like outsiders crashing his parties...Hey, look at what he's wearing. Doesn't it resemble a Marine uniform?"

  Suddenly, the pirate's tone changed, and the Santa hat-wearing pirate glared at Hobody's outfit, with a fierce glow in his eyes. Pirates and the Navy have always been sworn enemies on this vast ocean.

  "Navy? Die!"

  Iron block!

  The knife chopped down on Hopper's neck, making a loud "clang" sound. Hopper's neck didn't suffer any damage, but instead the Christmas hat pirate's knife broke in two due to excessive force.

  "My sword... you damn bastard, what kind of trickery do you have on your body?" Christmas Hat Pirate stared with wide eyes at the scene before him, unable to comprehend why his sword had broken first despite striking the human's most vulnerable flesh.

  "There's no need for any formalities, and I'm not here to make small talk with you people either. Are we having a feast? Fine, let the two of you be the finale of this banquet!" Hobodi stood still, took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and shouted "Hah!" as he struck out.

  The two pirates in front of Hobodi were suddenly and unexpectedly blown away, their entire bodies flying from the waist of the mountain, dragging a long trail of smoke on the ground, finally crashing into the tent at the top of the mountain with a loud rumble.

  The tent suddenly collapsed, and from inside the tent came some terrified cries and a voice that kept cursing.

  The canvas was torn apart by a series of loud rips, and out came many pirates bearing the Jolly Roger emblem. At the forefront was a pirate captain with a red nose, wearing a pirate captain's hat and looking rather drunk.

  Hobodi had now walked up to them, a mere ten meters away. He pulled out the wanted poster and compared it with the person in front of him, his face expressionless as he declared, "A bounty of 150 million Berries! Pirate 'Clown' Buggy, you're under arrest!"

  "What? Arrested? Is it you son of a bitch who ruined my banquet?"

  "Shut up, your red nose is hilarious."

  "Who's a red nose, you son of a bitch?" Bakir yelled, exaggeratingly opening his mouth wide.

  "It's you," Hobodi said this sentence intentionally to provoke the enemy in front of him.

  Buggy's expression suddenly turned gloomy, with several '╬' symbols hovering above his head: "Enough! It seems that the weakest East Blue doesn't know my terror. I don't know where this naval brat came from, but remember this: even if the strongest Donquixote Doflamingo of the East Blue finds out about my information, he wouldn't dare lay a hand on the great Captain Buggy! Today, I'll teach you a lesson in his place, you ignorant little runt... Four-Fragment Split..."

  "Clown Flying Dagger!"

  Time was running out, and before he knew it, a clown named Baki appeared in front of him, one hand holding a broken knife, which instantly reached his face, with the other hand chopping towards his neck.

  Hobbit's pupils constricted, and his body quickly dodged to one side.

  This blow had no warning signs at all, and the speed was extremely fast. Although Hobodi dodged the fatal blow, the shoulder badge of the epaulette on Hobodi's shoulder was also cut off and fell to the ground.

  Hobbit jumped two meters away, looked at his own shoulder, and then stared at the clown Bakki, with a solemn expression on his face.

  "Was the palm floating in mid-air an illusion? No..." Hoboldi stared at the scene before him, where a severed hand still clutching a short knife floated suspended in air.

  This is absolutely not an illusion.

  "Is it the power of the Devil Fruit?"

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