Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

Walking out of the dark hall, Darren relit a cigar and stretched greatly.

In the dilapidated courtyard, dead ivy grew around a collapsed fountain.

The night is miserable, the moonlight is cold and falling.

The figure of the flying squirrel stood in the shadow of the wall, motionless and silent, as if blending into the surrounding buildings.

For a full hour, he did not move at all, did not change his center of gravity, and his face was cold and resolute. Darren felt that he was not even breathing, and he was stationed here like a statue.

"Thanks for your hard work."

A unique warmth flowed through Darren's heart, and he smiled and spoke.

The North Sea is a very dangerous sea.

He still clearly remembered how chaotic this sea area was when he first crossed over.

The mafia is brazenly fighting in towns and streets, weeping civilians are trembling on the street corners, but the kingdom's dignitaries are drinking and drinking at elegant banquets.

There is no basic trust between people, there is only trickery, deception, and betrayal... On the surface, they will call you brothers and give you gifts in a flattering manner, but if they turn around, they will stab others in the back.

Darren, who was struggling to climb up the road to power, could no longer remember how many people's blood his hands had been stained with.

He always had many more enemies than friends.

Even now, in the North Sea, where he can almost cover the sky with one hand, he still lives cautiously every day.

And in this environment, it is indeed a blessing to have a trustworthy and reliable deputy by your side.

The flying squirrel slowly walked out of the shadows, a sullen smile appearing on his lips.

"You are cruel enough, you are just a 12-year-old brat."

He naturally heard Darren's "CPU" to Doflamingo in the hall.

Darren spread his hands and said:

"No matter how young a wolf is, it can easily rip out a person's throat."

"Don't forget that he was a man who killed his father at the age of 10 and awakened the domineering haki."

The flying squirrel was also silent when he heard this.

He glanced at the chip that Darren was playing with, glanced at the gloomy hall with some worry, and asked:

"Aren't you afraid that he will stab you in the back?"

"He doesn't dare. Without evidence, no one will believe him." Darren smiled, "Besides, I am his godfather now..."

The flying squirrel rolled his eyes.

Father dies and son laughs, this happened to Doflamingo.

But he also knew Darren's temperament.

This ambitious top official of Beihai has crazy blood flowing in his bones.

He likes the thrilling danger of putting himself on a tightrope on the edge of a cliff.

It seemed that only this moment of suffocating tension, where his heart almost stopped beating, could make him truly feel alive.

"By the way, is this matter blocked?"

Darren seemed to remember something and suddenly asked.

The flying squirrel nodded cautiously,

"At that time, a cordon was set up and civilians were completely evacuated. Even the Beihai Navy who followed us out to sea did not know the specific details... They only knew that this was a mission to defeat pirates."

Darren laughed,

"That's good, just keep it secret for as long as you can."

"It's time for us to go back. If I remember correctly, we have an appointment with Vinsmoke Gaji tomorrow?"

The flying squirrel said solemnly:

"That's right, Germa's first batch of high-tech weapon samples have been produced. You need to go and see them in person for the first test."

"The specific interview location is awaiting Vinsmoke Gaji's reply."

Darren nodded and took steps forward.

The broad cloak of justice behind him danced wildly in the air.

"Very good. With this, our North Sea Fleet plan will officially begin."

Under the night sky, his eyes were brighter than the stars.

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In the dark hall.

The dusty glass windows on the dome cast cold and biting moonlight, falling on Doflamingo's body like silver.

The wall lamp is still burning tenaciously, swirling light and shadow.

The blond boy was sitting on the soft sofa, holding a burned-out cigar in his hand. He tilted his head back and stared straight at the high dome as if his eyes were out of focus.

"Dover..."

"Little Lord……"

I don't know how long it took for the four of Torrebol to slowly wake up from their coma.

They first glanced around in horror, and then breathed a long sigh of relief when they found that there was no trace of the navy.

"Dover... I said... why are we back?"

Torebol stood up with difficulty, holding his cane in one hand.

He was panting slightly, and the heavy injuries on his body made his face extremely pale.

"I don't know either. When I woke up, I was already here."

"If I guess correctly..."

Doflamingo was still staring straight at the moon on the dome, and suddenly grinned:

"Rogers Darren should be the one who sent us back."

As soon as these words came out, the four people in Torrebol all took a deep breath, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on their backs.

This place is located on Mignon Island, and this long-abandoned villa is the secret stronghold of the Don Quixote family, which only a few of them know.

But now...the top officer of the Beihai Navy has sent all of them back unconscious.

what does that mean……

All their previous actions in the North Sea had already been targeted by that powerful monster-like navy!

Suddenly, they felt that this secret stronghold had become unsafe.

It seemed that there were some invisible terrifying monsters hiding in those dark corridors and gloomy rooms, observing them secretly.

"Then Young Master...what should we do next?"

Diamanti asked anxiously.

Since they set out to sea, they have had a smooth journey and have never encountered such a heavy setback and blow.

They have long been accustomed to others kneeling down in front of them and begging for mercy, and used to giving orders.

But now,

The navy named Rogers Darren was like an insurmountable towering wall, standing across their path to conquer the North Sea.

With just one person, he easily killed over a thousand of their subordinates.

And among the several of them in front of Darren, no one is their combined enemy.

That man was as powerful as Shura.

It makes people fearful and despairing.

"what to do……"

Doflamingo muttered something to himself, and his eyes finally focused again.

He turned his head and met the worried and frightened eyes of Torebol and others, and was silent for a long time.

I have lost all my family, I only have you.

A thought flashed through Doflamingo's mind.

The moment the thought emerged, an unspeakable bitterness also came to my mind.

He suddenly understood why Darren left Torebol and the others alive.

So that’s it… So that’s it…

You are really cruel.

So...Darren, in your eyes, everything I do is as childish as a child playing house, right?

"Don't worry."

Doflamingo sighed in his heart, but smiled on his face.

"The Beihai Underworld is ours now."

In the gradually surprised eyes of the four people in Torebol,

The blond boy stood up from the sofa and laughed loudly:

"Baaaaaaaaaaaa..."

"From today on, Rogers Darren is the godfather of my Don Quixote Doflamingo!!"

"Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

The laughter that gradually became ferocious and crazy continued to echo in this gloomy courtyard.

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I ask for everything, and I ask for five-point praise.

Recently, I have bronchitis and persistent cough. Everyone should pay attention to their health.

In addition, I wish all the college entrance examination students a successful start.

good luck.