Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

“Beihai is my territory.

Under the shade of the trees, the Commodore's voice with a slight smile was filled with unparalleled domineering and confidence.

Dorag was startled when he heard this, and then he couldn't help laughing.

"Yeah, I almost forgot, you are the world-famous 'King of the North Sea'."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the moment he saw Darren appearing in front of him, Dorag's anxious and confused heart suddenly became calm.

It seems to be a kind of joy and relief that can be seen from the bottom of the heart when a close friend arrives in time before death or in despair.

Looking at the dusty Darren in front of him with a tired look on his face, Dorag couldn't help but think about how long he had traveled to get to him before the others.

Then his smile became even brighter.

The shades of the trees fluttered slowly in the moist breeze, and the sun cast mottled light and shadow on the ground.

The two sat across from each other at the wine table and didn't speak for a while.

It seemed to be in sharp contrast to the excitement, noise and bustling crowds on the streets.

"Stop smiling like that."

Darren suddenly said angrily.

He pushed the filled wine glass in front of Dorag.

Then he picked up his glass of wine and took a sip to relieve the dry mouth and fatigue caused by the long journey.

"You shouldn't be so impulsive."

The smile on Dorag's face suddenly faded.

Seeing him like this, Darren sighed and said:

"One of us has to talk about it."

Dorag was silent for a moment, pursed his lips, looked down at his hands still stained with blood, and whispered:

"I couldn't control myself."

After murmuring this softly, an unspeakable bitterness filled his eyes.

"How bad is it?"

"very bad."

Darren shook his head and said bluntly:

"Lieutenant General Garp has been prohibited from leaving the headquarters, and the port of Marinefando has been completely blocked."

"High-level government officials have issued a death order to this department. You must be arrested and killed on the spot if necessary."

"Except for me, Sakaski and Porusalino have already gone to sea. I believe they will find this place soon."

Boom! !

Bursts of dull thunder suddenly came from the distance in the sky.

There were strong winds blowing on the streets, and large dark clouds began to gather overhead.

The fallen leaves were blown down by the wind, and the footsteps of pedestrians gradually became hasty.

The sun is dim and the sky is overcast.

Heavy rain... is coming.

Dorag's chapped lips pursed tighter.

Darren was not in a hurry, just waiting quietly.

"That's a kid."

After a while, Dolag spoke in a hoarse voice.

His voice was deep, filled with indescribable grief, anger and helplessness, echoing around the street corner where pedestrians looked in a hurry.

"His kite accidentally landed on the Celestial Dragon's mount, and the kite's silk thread accidentally cut his robe."

"He just cut a little bit of his clothes. He should have just paid and apologized, but the Tianlong people wanted his life."

"The little boy's parents knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. Their heads were smashed and blood flowed all over the floor."

"But it's no use."

"I happened to be there."

"Although I have never really met the Tianlong people before, I have heard more or less bad rumors about them, but at the time I still couldn't believe it... No matter how bad people are, they can still be bad. To what extent?”

"So I stepped forward, identified myself, and was willing to apologize on behalf of the little boy."

"It was a small thing, at least that's what I thought."

"But I found out I was wrong, very wrong."

"I deeply underestimated their sins. It turns out that there are really devils in this world."

Having said this, Dorag smiled almost self-deprecatingly.

"After hearing my identity, the Tianlong man laughed angrily and directly ordered that their entire family be killed."

"Darren, I don't understand..."

"You said it was such a small thing, why did he insist on taking their lives to fill it?"

Dorag raised his head blankly and looked at Darren.

Darren said nothing.

He took out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, bit it in his mouth and lit it.

Happy families are always similar, and every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

This is common sense in the world.

But the absurd thing is that when facing the "supreme" Celestial Dragon, the unfortunate families have similar endings.

"For some people, they will hurt or even take away other people's lives as a symbol of their power."

Darren's calm eyes looked at Dolag through the swaying smoke, and said softly:

"So you took action and killed him."

Dorag nodded with difficulty,

"Yes, I killed him."

"That's the only way to stop this from happening."

As if the shock of killing the Celestial Dragon had not completely subsided, his expression changed and his breathing became rapid.

"I don't dare to leave myself any room to think and hesitate, because I'm afraid that if I hesitate, I will lose my courage."

"At that time, my mind went blank. I just felt that my chest was extremely hot, as if something was about to explode. I couldn't help but feel sick."

"...When I came back to my senses, the surroundings were already in chaos."

"Some people were screaming, some were running away, some were so frightened that they fainted... And the guy who called himself 'God' had his head crushed by me."

"It's as easy as crushing a watermelon... I couldn't believe it at the time. It turns out that the Tianlong people will die when they are killed."

He didn't know whether it was a sarcastic or confused smile.

"It turns out that gods can die too."

"But you know Darren, before I took action, I was actually very scared."

"Really scared..."

"I know I'm a marine and I can't take action against the Celestial Dragons."

"Once I take action, everything I own will be wiped out."

Darren raised his eyebrows:

"Do you regret it?"

"No."

Dorag grinned.

"Because the moment I crushed that Tianlong man's head, I woke up."

"As the blood splattered, a hearty feeling that I had never experienced before flooded into my brain."

"That feeling is really pleasant...can you understand, Darren?"

Darren was silent for a moment and said slowly:

"I see……"

"No! You don't understand!"

Dorag interrupted Darren.

"I hope you don't understand either."

Darren thought to himself, I really understand.

But before he could say anything, Dorag suddenly raised his right hand, which was still stained with blood.

The fingers are slightly bent.

The middle finger and index finger are together, and the ring finger and little finger are together, forming a three-fingered dragon claw posture.

"Do you remember this move?"

Darren nodded and said:

"Dragon Claw Fist."

Dorag's eyes lit up and he smiled:

"That's right, Dragon Claw Fist!"

"Your reminder at that time made me create this physical technique."

"But you know what? In fact, after that day, I have been studying how to maximize the power of this move, but no matter what I try, I feel like something is missing..."

"But at the moment when I attacked that Tianlong man, I subconsciously used this move, but somehow I found what I had been missing in Dragon Claw Fist."

He took a deep breath.

"It's the soul!"

"It's will!"

"Dragon Claw Fist does not use the power of simple fingers, but uses the power of the so-called "claws"!"

"This... is a 'claw' trained to crush tyrannical power!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of thunder in the sky filled with dark clouds.

Pale lightning briefly illuminated the dark sky.

The jet-black "dragon claws" covered with domineering armament colors flashed with a domineering cold light under the reflection of the lightning.

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