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Especially the disdainful and condescending attitude made him extremely crazy.
It reminded him of those unpleasant memories.
"Go to hell!"
The shrill voice became a little broken.
"Power of the contract, full attack!"
In an instant, an invisible wave spread out, and the bodies of countless sober people seemed to be out of control.
"What's wrong with me?"
"help me!"
One by one, ragged workers came towards the battlefield uncontrollably, holding all kinds of things in their hands.
Charlotte looked gloomy, it was obvious that he was just an abandoned cannon fodder.
The other party wants to exhaust their physical strength by numbers. What a cold-blooded and heartless bastard!
Even the group of children were not spared and rushed forward with stones.
"Boss, what should I do?"
Beta shouted anxiously, it would only take one punch for him to deal with this group of cannon fodder, the key point was that he would feel guilty about slaughtering ordinary people like him.
"Let everyone retreat first, and don't get entangled with the other side."
Charlotte responded, to be honest, if they wanted to leave, no one would stop them.
Barrett took a deep look at Charlotte's back.
Beta followed the order without hesitation, "Retreat."
A roar filled with depression echoed throughout the battlefield.
The members of the Heberfil family who received the order covered each other and evacuated in an orderly manner.
"Pirate, mercy won't last long."
The Clown King had a sarcastic look on his face. In his opinion, even if they retreated, it would only be a last-ditch struggle.
All the controlled people were gathered on the battlefield, and those small fry were not his targets.
"You don't understand, clown! Everyone has their own bottom line. Even though I'm not a good person, I still have my own persistence."
Looking at Charlotte's calm and composed expression, the Clown King seemed to be stimulated by something.
"Bottom line! Insist! Bullshit... The weak have no right to survive. Their life and death are not up to them. My words and actions can determine the life and death of those poor creatures."
Charlotte looked at the Clown King who suddenly became excited. He seemed to have discovered something interesting. The violent emotional fluctuations could not escape the perception of his Observation Haki.
Even the slightest fluctuation cannot escape.
A plan came to mind instantly!
Charlotte mocked.
"In my opinion, you are the poor bastard! A poor bastard who thinks he has everything under control, a prisoner of his own accord but unable to change."
The Clown King's emotions fluctuated violently in an instant and he became extremely furious.
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Chapter 106 It’s a pity that everything was ruined by the sound
"You deserve to die, damn it!"
Charlotte became calmer and spoke calmly, with a faint smile on his face.
"Is it my fault, or did I hit your sore spot?"
The Clown King had a grim look on his face, filled with murderous intent, and his troubled state of mind was clear to see.
Charlotte seemed unaware and continued to stimulate.
"There is a saying in my hometown, and I will give it to you for free today!"
"The more people want to cover up something, the more they will try to defend and express it!"
The Clown King's expression changed drastically. He couldn't suppress his anger at all, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
"Oh, let me guess, you are so eager to enslave others and act so superior..."
Charlotte paused for a moment and gave a playful smile.
"Could it be that you were a slave before?"
At this moment, the Clown King's body trembled, and the memories of his past slave life flooded his mind.
That was suffering countless humiliations, being disposed of at will by the master like an object, and the double torture of physical and mental makes people crazy.
Charlotte was slightly startled. The Clown King's despair was completely exposed under his observation Haki.
He guessed correctly.
Charlotte felt the boundless resentment. To have such a great resentment, he might be a slave of the Celestial Dragons!
So he continued to add fuel to the fire and made a bold guess.
"It looks like you are a slave of the Celestial Dragons!"
Soon, the Clown King looked at Charlotte with a look of fear mixed with endless humiliation and anger.
Charlotte had no expression on her face.
Got it right again.
As expected! The Celestial Dragons always do such disgusting things, and they are really good at twisting people's hearts.
The Celestial Dragons have completely become a huge cancer in this world.
The once bloody scars were revealed in public, and the Clown King's eyes turned red as he spoke word by word.
"You! Deserve! Death! Just! As! Much! As! Them!"
Charlotte shook his head. He had no good feelings towards the Clown King. He just said lightly, "I sympathize with your experience but I also despise your actions!"
He couldn't understand why people would still do all these things now that they had already escaped from their slave status.
If you don't have the courage to take revenge on the Celestial Dragons, why bother? Wouldn't it be better to just live a comfortable life as a wealthy man?
I don’t understand! I don’t understand at all!
"What do you know? You don't understand at all!"
The Clown King roared without wasting time arguing with Charlotte.
"kill him."
In an instant, those who received the order seemed to have lost themselves, twisting their bodies uncontrollably and rushing towards Charlotte.
However, Charlotte didn't care about these at all. Instead, he kept dodging them easily.
To him, no matter how many weak people there are, it is useless and they can't shake him at all.
The strong have their own dignity!
Charlotte's movements were so agile and varied that even though there were so many ordinary people, they couldn't even touch a corner of her clothes.
My plan to drain his energy is probably going to fail.
The Clown King was extremely mad, and his ferocious face looked particularly terrifying. Not to mention that as long as he didn't make a sound, this guy's outfit was still quite intimidating.
It's a pity that it was all ruined by the sound.
Suddenly, the Clown King smiled grimly.
"Pirate, since you want to save them, let's see whether you choose your life or theirs."
Charlotte's face changed, and she had a bad feeling.
The Clown King just waved his hand, and all the people under his control were frozen in place, unable to move.
"How about playing a game?"
Charlotte looked at the other party quietly, only to see the Clown King speaking slowly.
"Pirate, how about I control one person to commit suicide if you just dodge the attacks?"
What a pervert! A psychopath twisted to the extreme.
Charlotte looked at the Clown King and felt a little annoyed, but she immediately calmed down and spoke calmly as usual.
"You think I'm such a good person, don't you? Although I have my bottom line, unfortunately, I won't agree to anything that threatens my life."
"Only a saint would surrender, but I am not a saint!"
If you really force him, he will kill even if he is unwilling.
The Clown King didn't seem surprised at all. "That's right. I don't think you will just surrender."
"But, how about we take a gamble on people's hearts?"
Faced with the clown king's somewhat weird smile, Charlotte felt vaguely uneasy.
After all, it's hard to reason with a madman!
However, Charlotte naturally looked indifferent and just went along with what the other party said.
"Human heart? What human heart?"
The Clown King, who had regained his sanity, smiled faintly, and seemed to have returned to the void where he was in control of everything.
"I will choose someone to attack you. If you dodge, I will make him kill himself. If you don't dodge and give up defense, I will let him go. How about that?"
Charlotte's eyes moved slightly. Wow, really wow, is the villain's brain so scary?
This is a complete conspiracy.
He couldn't dodge or defend himself, and his mortal body couldn't bear the constant damage.
Even if Whitebeard did this, there would be no good ending.