The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the tall figure of Marine Commodore, casting a long shadow on the ground.

The sea was calm, and seabirds swooped over the waves and sang.

Senor looked at Darren who was standing there smoking, his angular face covered with smoke. He was silent for a moment and suddenly asked:

"Master Darren, if we can't be friends, why not just kill him?"

Either a friend or an enemy.

The enemy must be completely eradicated.

This is the philosophy of life that Senor learned in the Donquixote Family.

Darren smiled when he heard this,

"Although that guy has a broken arm, I can't kill him."

Bullet's combat power has been infinitely close to the level of Marine Admiral. Although after the past period of "imprisonment", his physical statistics have improved much faster than Bullet's, Bullet's Armament Haki is stronger than his.

In terms of overall strength, if a fight breaks out on land, Darren estimates that he will not be able to take advantage.

Thinking of this, Darren's eyes were filled with emotion, and his tone was full of meaning:

"And Senor, you know what?"

"For people like me, sometimes enemies are more important than friends."

Senor nodded in understanding and asked again:

"So what do we do next?"

"That life card has been destroyed in the previous battle. I'm afraid Marine's reinforcements won't be able to find it here."

Darren shrugged nonchalantly:

"There's no rush. After all, it will take some time for them to clean up the mess."

If Sengoku Admiral and the others find Kaido's base camp according to the instructions of the life card, a war will definitely break out with Kaido.

However, if the combat force sent by Marine is really what Senor said...

The corners of Darren's mouth twitched.

Heart Chūnin couldn't help but pray silently for Kaido.

"Let's find a town to recuperate first. It's not a big deal for me. Although your life is not in danger for the time being, you still need treatment."

Senor heard Darren's words and nodded in agreement.

My physical condition is indeed very bad. There are large areas of burns on the surface of my body. If not treated in time, I am afraid that it will lead to organ failure due to infection and bleeding.

"Pandemic" Quinn, the poster boy of Beasts Pirates, is indeed terrifyingly powerful.

With his little fighting power, he was as weak as an ant in front of big pirates like New World, and could easily be crushed to death.

etc!

‘It’s a small matter! ? ’

Isn't Master Darren's injury much more serious than mine?

He was also imprisoned and tortured for so many days——

Senor subconsciously looked at Darren, trying to identify Darren's injuries.

His eyes were wide and his mouth was open.

Knotted, scabbed...

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One day later.

A neutral island in New World.

A prosperous trading town.

"The patient's wounds have been treated with medication and the situation is not dangerous. Please be careful not to get wet within a week and change the dressing in time."

"Excuse me, doctor."

Darren smiled at the doctor and stuffed a large wad of colorful banknotes in his hand.

"It can't be done."

The doctor said arrogantly, but let Darren stuff the banknotes into his medicine box.

After the doctor left, Darren smiled and said to Senor sitting next to him:

"how do you feel?"

Senor's upper body was naked, wrapped in a bandage that oozed Bloodline, and he had a suit jacket draped over his shoulders.

"Feel much better."

He smiled weakly.

Darren threw a cigarette over, lit one for himself, and said with a smile:

"Senor, my previous proposal was serious. Do you want to reconsider it?"

"With your talent and strength, it would be a waste to stay in the Donquixote Family. Although the Dover boy has great potential, he is not mature enough in many cases and often acts out of impulse."

"To be honest, you should also understand his character. As his godfather, I have put a lot of thought into it."

"I need outstanding talents like you here. As long as you ask, I can provide you with power, status, wealth, or the most abundant cultivation resources in this sea."

"As long as you agree, I can even recommend you to the headquarters to join the next officer training camp."

"No need to doubt, I definitely have such ability."

Darren looked at Senor with burning eyes.

The calmness, reaction, tenacity, mobility and toughness that Senor has shown in previous actions are indeed to his liking.

Coupled with his special ability of "Water Fruit", if cultivated properly, he can definitely become a powerful assistant to his subordinates.

The most important thing is that Senor is only sixteen years old now!

What is the concept of having such qualities and talents at the age of sixteen! ?

At least one thing Darren can be sure of is that Senor wasted too much time and talent by staying in the Donquixote Family in the original plot.

In the final analysis, this has nothing to do with that brat Dover.

Doflamingo...is terrible at cultivating talent.

"Lord Darren..."

Senor smiled bitterly:

"I have to admit, your proposal is indeed very attractive."

His expression was obviously moved, but after hesitating for a moment, he still clenched his fists, and his eyes returned to their usual indifference and firmness:

"But I'm sorry but I have to say no."

"oh?"

Darren raised his eyebrows, but he wasn't angry.

"Can you tell me why?"

Senor said solemnly:

"It was Lord Doflamingo who saved me when I was naked and about to starve to death."

A soft smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, and memories were in his eyes.

"I still remember that day, he gave me an expensive suit that I could never afford in my life, and said this to me..."

"'Senor, your temperament is very suitable for wearing a suit'...that's what he said."

He raised his hand and gently rubbed the material of the suit jacket on his shoulders, his eyes complex.

"The young master gave me food, a house, identity, status, honor, and also gave me the 'secret treasure' on the sea...the precious Devil Fruit."

"There's no reason for me to leave the Donquixote Family."

"So, I'm really sorry, Lord Darren."

Darren scratched his head helplessly, sighed and said:

"I see, well, I won't force you."

He smiled jokingly to himself,

"But now I understand Kaido's mood at that time. It's really uncomfortable to be rejected..."

"Then get some rest, Senor."

After saying this, Darren turned around and left the room.

But when he was about to push the door open, he paused in his steps, as if he remembered something, turned back again, and said in a mysterious tone:

"But Senor, you know what?"

"Some clothes may not be as expensive as suits, but they are more meaningful."

"And these clothes with specific meanings are unmatched by any high-end suits."

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