Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

after an hour.

Under the teasing gaze of Teacher Zefa, Darren seemed to have sprained his ankle, bent over, and walked out of the bathroom with difficulty.

"What's wrong, Darren boy, aren't you indestructible?"

Zefa looked at the Vice Admiral who was leaning against the wall and held up the tea cup to cover the unsuppressible curve at the corner of his mouth.

Darren: "..."

It’s true that King Kong is indestructible, but the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Shirt also have weaknesses!

He rolled his eyes angrily, walked back to the sofa with awkward steps, hesitated for a moment, picked up a pillow from the side and placed it on the sofa, then sat on it carefully.

"ah……"

With a gentle and resentful groan, Darren leaned back on the sofa as if exhausted, as if he had experienced an earth-shattering battle, and lit a cigar tremblingly.

Zefa's shoulders shook uncontrollably.

It was rare to see this arrogant boy looking deflated, which made him feel much happier after being burdened by the heavy work.

"So, are you sure you still want to be Magellan's instructor?"

Darren stopped smoking his cigar. Facing Zefa's teasing and teasing eyes, his eyes were red and fierce, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Dang! How inappropriate! Isn't it just diarrhea? Just treat it as detoxification."

Zefa was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, I'll leave that boy to you."

Magellan's abilities and talents, Ezefa's vision could be judged almost at first sight, were definitely no less than those "monster" brats like Sakaski and Darren.

Just because the ability of the Poison Fruit is too overbearing, even Zefa couldn't find a good way to cultivate Magellan for a while.

You can't just put down your other work and do nothing, just hang around Magellan and the toilet all day long, right?

As if remembering some bad memory, Zefa twisted his body uneasily and adjusted his sitting posture.

"OK."

Darren rolled his eyes.

He had nothing to say about the behavior of this bad old man Zefa.

But he had no other choice.

The growth of physical data has reached the limit of cultivation, and no matter what method is used, it cannot be improved even a little bit.

You can't really go to Roger and Whitebeard and get beaten to death in vain, right?

And judging from the results of the battle on Fish-Man Island, I am afraid that even if you act recklessly like this, there will be no obvious effect.

Now that he had finally found a way to continue to improve his physique, he had to bite the bullet even if it meant having his butt on fire and smoking.

Just be patient, after all, the human body will adapt.

Just like when I was tortured to the point of vomiting blood by the fat man in overalls, I got used to vomiting.

The butt should be in a similar situation... right?

It belongs to those who find another way.

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

At this time, a soft knock on the door suddenly sounded from outside.

"Teacher Zefa?"

A slightly hoarse female voice came, making Darren's eyelids jump.

Before he could react, the office door was pushed open.

"Teacher Zefa, I saw that the light is still on in your office, and I guessed that you are still working, so I poured you a cup of coffee - Darren...Lieutenant General?"

Gion was holding a cup of hot coffee with a smile on his face. Before he finished speaking, he saw the Vice Admiral sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar. He was stunned at first, and then raised his eyebrows.

"Excuse me Gion."

Zefa smiled and took the coffee from Gion.

"You must have just come back. How is the situation at the branch?"

Because of Magellan's incident, he asked Gion to go to the local branch to understand the actual situation, and he had just returned to the headquarters.

"I returned yesterday, but I was a little tired and have been resting at home."

"All the information you want is here, Teacher Zefa."

Gion said as he handed over a compiled document with both hands.

While speaking, a pair of eyes glanced at Darren with a smile, and his tone seemed to be referring to something, full of profound meaning.

"When did Lieutenant General Darren come back to the headquarters? It's been a long time since I last saw you..."

The corner of Darren's mouth twitched.

It had been two days since he returned to the headquarters, and because of Toki's pregnancy and drunkenness at a party, he really forgot to go find Gion.

Based on his experience, it was impossible to tell that Gion was already a little angry.

"Well, that's me too—"

Darren was a little panicked and tried to explain. Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, Zefa already smiled broadly and said:

"This kid came back two days ago. Didn't I hear that they went to a party and drank?"

Darren:…

It's over.

Such a thought came to his mind.

I can't wait to rush over and tear this bad old man's big mouth apart!

This is equivalent to a husband who has been on a business trip for a long time and finally comes home from vacation. Instead of going home to find his wife, the first thing he does is run out and hang out with his friends!

as expected.

Hearing Zefa's words, the gleaming smile in Gion's eyes became more intense, but to Darren's eyes, it was filled with cold murderous intent.

"So that's it, a class reunion?"

Her silver teeth rubbed gently, she tilted her head and squinted:

"By the way, I'm also a member of the third phase. Why wasn't I invited?"

A chill ran down Darren's spine, his mind was spinning at an extremely fast speed, and he coughed lightly:

"Ahem, cough, cough, actually we just met by chance..."

"Hmph! Don't tell me, Gion, that group of boys didn't even invite me as their teacher!" Zefa said angrily.

——Teacher Zefa, please don’t join in the fun! !

Darren roared in his heart.

He barely maintained a smile on his face and said softly:

"If you want to get together, Gion, let's find another time to make an appointment."

Gion narrowed his eyes, suddenly turned to look at Zefa, smiled dangerously and said:

"Teacher Zefa, it's time for you to go back and rest."

"Ah? It doesn't matter. I'm not tired yet. I can handle the documents some more..."

Zefa subconsciously said, but the coldness in Gion's eyes made him shiver inexplicably.

Why is this girl still angry...

Zefa shrank his head, a little confused.

Forget it, I can't afford to offend him, otherwise Xiaohe will have to trouble me again later.

"Oh well."

Zefa put down the documents, stood up from his seat, and walked out of the office.

"Well...Teacher Zefa, I will go with you. I have some important things to report to you."

Seeing that Zefa was about to leave, Darren immediately panicked and sweated profusely.

Holding the sofa with one hand, he struggled to stand up. His eyes were full of expectation, and he raised his hand to make a gesture of retention.

Gion suddenly appeared in front of him, smiling coldly and saying:

"I think it's better not to disturb Teacher Zefa's rest. Are you right, Lieutenant General Darren?"

Darren: "..."

He watched desperately as Zefa waved to him and then gently closed the office door.

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