Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

"The rumors turned out to be true!"

"That's not a rumor!"

"This is too cruel..."

"One, two, three, four... out of these six kings, four of them had their arms cut off by Lieutenant General Darren!"

"No wonder their faces are so ugly..."

"..."

The reporters immediately started whispering, but their voices were loud enough for anyone present to hear clearly.

In the "Armless Camp", Crocodile, Moria and Barrett were even more pale-faced. Only the young Mihawk looked indifferent and seemed not to care.

"Lieutenant General Darren, in your opinion, what is the ranking of strength among these six members of the Seven Seas of the King?"

At this time, a female reporter wearing a black skirt and wavy red hair raised her hand and asked.

Darren glanced at her.

The latter immediately showed a professional smile and added:

"I'm a staff reporter for Field News, Scarlett."

As this question was raised, all the Qibukai under the king were shocked. They sat upright from their relaxed state and stared at Darren closely.

"In order of strength?"

Noticing the gazes of Barrett and the others, Darren suddenly laughed.

"Each of them has different abilities. They are strange and powerful. It is not a simple matter to rank their strengths."

"The outcome of a battle depends not only on one's own hard power, but also on the environment, climate, mental state and will, which are all factors that can determine the outcome of the battle."

He waved his hand and winked at the female reporter.

"The following questions from journalists, please direct them to the members of the Shichibukai."

"After all, the protagonist today is not me."

The female reporter named Scarlett smiled and nodded, then turned to look at the long conference table, and finally her eyes fell on Moriah.

"Mr. Moria, as the current king with the lowest bounty in the Shichibukai, how do you feel about this?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present stared at Moonlight Moria with a look of fun.

Under the eyes of those busybodies, Moriah's sickly pale face gradually turned red.

"That was a mistake on the part of the navy!"

He stood up angrily, the shadows behind him gradually distorting.

"Besides, bounty money does not represent strength!"

"Really?"*5

Five different voices of doubt rang out at the same time, and the other kings Qibuhai raised their heads and looked at Moriah with a sneer and sarcastic look.

Moriah's expression froze.

Immediately afterwards, Darren's voice sounded like a smile but not a smile.

"So Moria, are you questioning the navy's judgment?"

Moria's face immediately turned red and white, and he opened his mouth.

"Tch! I don't care about you!"

He suddenly gritted his teeth and sat down again.

At this time, another reporter raised his hand and asked:

"Mr. Mihawk, I want to ask you a question."

Mihawk looked at him, nodded calmly and said:

"Can."

The reporter breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a deep voice:

"Among the members of the King's Shichibukai, you are the youngest, but the bounty ranks second, with a bounty of 369 million beli... With your strength, why did you choose to become the King's Shichibukai?"

"...According to what we know, you should not be too interested in so-called fame and power."

"——In order to pursue stronger swordsmanship."

Mihawk's eyes were burning and he said without hesitation:

"I witnessed the powerful and epoch-making swordsmanship from Lieutenant General Darren, but in fact..."

He reached out and gently touched his broken arm, and a heroic smile appeared on his face.

"This arm of mine is a bet on the new era of kendo!"

An epoch-making powerful swordsmanship?

Upon hearing this answer, all the reporters were stunned and looked confused.

Lieutenant General Darren... is he a hidden great swordsman?

When they thought of this, they excitedly typed on the keyboard or wrote and drew in their notebooks, constantly chanting "big news, big news..."

However, Gion, Kake, Huo Shaoshan and other naval admirals who knew the inside story had their mouths twitching crazily and their heads covered with black lines.

"Ahem, next question."

Darren was a little embarrassed at this time and spoke to remind him.

"I have a question for Mr. Fisher Tiger!"

A reporter looked at the blood-red skinned fish man seriously.

"Mr. Tiger, do you have any special purpose in joining the King's Shichibukai as a member of the fish-men clan?"

Fisher Tiger pondered for a moment and said solemnly:

"I hope to use the rights of the King Shichibukai to protect the fish-men clan from illegal infringements by poachers."

"In fact, Fish-Man Island is about to cooperate with the human world in all aspects. I sincerely hope that a great friendship can be established between the fish-man and human races."

"Thank you for your answer, Mr. Tiger." The reporter smiled.

Then another reporter raised his hand:

"Mr. Doflamingo, I want to ask you a question."

"According to the information, you were born in Beihai. There was a fierce war in Beihai with Lieutenant General Darren who was still serving as the admiral of Beihai at that time..."

"So now, do you still harbor hatred for Lieutenant General Darren?"

"Hate?"

Doflamingo glanced at Darren and sneered sinisterly.

"I almost used all my strength just to control myself and not kill him... What do you think? Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

A severe murderous intention escaped from his body, making the reporter instantly feel cold all over.

"I-I know."

he stammered.

Darren smiled and said:

"Okay, here's the last question."

He randomly clicked on an unfamiliar face.

The reporter who was selected said excitedly:

"Thank you Lieutenant General Darren for the opportunity, and this last question I want to ask Douglas Barrett."

"Mr. Barrett, among the members of the Shichibukai, you are the one with the highest original bounty... Your bounty alone is more than the other five people combined."

"What do you think of this?"

Barrett, who had a strong temperament, grinned:

"Isn't this normal?"

"My bounty is the highest, that's because I'm strong enough!"

"Unlike some trash that doesn't even have a billion dollar bounty, they have no right to sit at the same table as me and be on an equal footing."

"What do you mean!?" Moria said angrily with a red face.

The expressions on other people's faces were also quite ugly.

"No, I'm not targeting you."

Barrett looked at Moriah with a sneer, and a suffocating and terrifying killing intent began to emit from around his body, and bunches of black and red lightning began to bloom in the void.

He glanced at Darren who was standing on the high platform, and then looked back at the people at His Majesty's Shichibukai's seat.

His long golden hair was flying and dancing wildly, and his eyes were as red as ghosts and he smiled ferociously:

"I mean, everyone here... is rubbish!"

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