Pirates: The Biggest Scum In Marine History

"Remember to deliver the food on time, but don't starve my beloved wife."

After walking out of the cabin containing the cage, Shields Sheng commanded the CP1 members.

"Yes, Sir Shields Saint." CP1 members nodded respectfully.

"By the way, there is one more thing..."

Shields Saint paused, then turned his head again.

"Marine's top commander in North Blue, yes, that guy named Darren..."

CP1 was taken aback when he heard the words, and remembered the gift from the North Blue admiral before, bent down and said:

"Does your lord want to promote him? Darren, the highest officer of the North Blue Marine, has the rank of Naval Headquarters colonel. According to reliable information, he has been included in the key training sequence of Naval Headquarters and has obtained the qualifications for the Marineford officer training camp... "

"This guy is very capable, with good skills and vision. Under his governance, North Blue's order and economy have been significantly improved, and it is indeed worthy of promotion."

"promoted?"

Shields Saint suddenly laughed, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke.

He sneered:

"No, I mean, go back and find a chance to get him out of Marine and kill him."

The leader of CP1 was stunned for a moment, unable to keep up with the brain circuit of Celestial Dragons.

"Did that guy offend your lord?"

Although Celestial Dragons have great power, they can easily decide a person's life or death.

But Darren is no ordinary person.

Guys who can get a place in Marineford officer training camp are the ones that Naval Headquarters focuses on.

Even with the power of the world government, it is not easy to rashly intervene in a key training officer of Naval Headquarters, or an officer with real power who controls the command of the entire North Blue Marine.

At least on the surface, there needs to be a slightly justifiable reason.

"Annoyed? That's not..."

Shields St. Jiejie laughed strangely.

CP1 knelt down on one knee in trepidation,

"The specific reason is..."

Shields Saint glanced at him sideways, and suddenly stepped on the latter's head, kicking the latter until his head was bleeding.

"I make a decision, do I need a reason?"

"No, no need!!"

Seeing Celestial Dragons get angry, the leader of CP1 trembled all over, his face was pale, and he didn't dare to wipe off the Bloodline on his face.

Shields Saint snorted coldly,

"If I had to say a reason..."

He narrowed his eyes and looked violent.

"He doesn't look right at me."

"...I hate the way he looks at me, is that enough?"

After saying this, he walked into his own independent cabin.

It's not the same as in the cabin where the slaves were held.

Shields St.'s independent cabin is very spacious, brightly lit and luxuriously decorated.

A soft rug lay on the dry floor, and oil lamps gave off a warm glow.

Shields Saint glanced at the gift from the so-called North Blue admiral.

The big boxes one by one, filled with the gold and silver treasures of the entire cabin, are exuding colorful luster at this moment, almost shining the cabin in gold and jade.

A satisfied smile appeared on Celestial Dragons' face.

He took off his mink coat and threw it on the ground.

Pass through the mountains of gold and silver, go to a hidden door at the end of the cabin, and unlock the door.

The hidden door was slowly pushed open.

"Come out, my darling."

Hildes Saint licked the corner of his mouth, the desire in his heart bursting out, and his narrow eyes flashed with a violent and excited red light.

Soon, a woman knelt on the ground and slowly crawled out from behind the secret door.

The woman had a beautiful face, and her hands and feet were heavily shackled.

Her expression was numb and blank, her pupils were dull, and saliva was constantly dripping from her lips painted with bright red lipstick.

Like a docile puppy, the woman crawled on the ground with her hands and feet together, as if she had lost her soul, she crawled to the feet of the Celestial Dragons, and gently rubbed her face against the former's calf.

Twisted madness appeared on Shields Saint's face, and he laughed morbidly.

He casually pressed the button of the gramophone, and soon a melodious saxophone music slowly flowed out.

Celestial Dragons picked up a thorn-covered whip.

...

Outside the cabin, on the deck of the official ship.

"Boss, are you okay?"

The CP1 members looked at the Bloodline on their leader's face and couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay. It's our honor to be spurred by Lord Celestial Dragons."

The CP1 leader smiled proudly, wiped the blood on his face, took out a pack of cigarettes, gave one to his subordinates, and then lit one himself.

call……

The members of CP1 leaned on the railing of the official ship, exhaling thick smoke from their mouths and looking contented.

They all like this feeling.

The smoke from burning fine cut tobacco, mixed with the moist smell of flying snow, is deeply inhaled into the lungs, making it safe and comfortable.

Standing on this luxurious and respected official ship, overlooking the endless sea in the distance, it seems that the whole world is in front of you.

Every time they went to an island, those stupid and lowly commoners would bow down to their masters and look at them with fear and trepidation. This feeling gave them a trance illusion of noble birth.

This is a day that only outstanding people like them, who serve "God", deserve to enjoy.

At this time, bursts of melodious and extravagant saxophone music gradually came from the cabin, faintly mixed with the ferocious laughter of Celestial Dragons, the sound of whips falling, and the painful screams of women.

Hearing this familiar music, all the CP1 members had a flash of envy in their eyes.

"Lord Shields Saint has started again..."

"I just wonder if he will generously give us his playthings after this time?"

"Hey Hey……"

"..."

They seemed to have remembered something worth recalling, and smiles that all men understood appeared on their faces.

"You guys..."

The leader of CP1 looked at his subordinates helplessly and shook his head with a smile.

He was about to say something, but suddenly he was stunned.

Because he found that his subordinates were staring behind him with horrified eyes.

A chill came to my brain.

The leader of CP1 turned around and his eyes widened little by little.

In front of the luxurious official ship,

A man on a metal skateboard is floating in the air, with a wide white cloak behind him fluttering in the sea breeze.

In the falling snow all over the sky,

He was raising his finger, making a silencing gesture to them with murderous intent and a smile on his face.

"Hush..."

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