Pirates: The Biggest Scum In Marine History

"Damn it! I wasn't fooled!!"

Garp gritted his teeth angrily and snorted.

Since the end of the Rocks era, he has been chasing Roger all over the sea.

From East Blue to Grand Line, and from Grand Line to New World.

Although Roger was forced into a desperate situation on land several times, in the end the battle plans formulated by Xiao He and Sengoku failed because of Rayleigh's defeat.

Unlike Roger who gets excited once a fight starts, Rayleigh is always able to maintain a calm and rational attitude to analyze the battle situation and pull Roger back from the "wrong path" in time.

It has to be admitted that, to a certain extent, Pluton Rayleigh, Roger's deputy, is more difficult to deal with than Roger himself.

Thinking of this, Garp shook his head, couldn't help but sigh, reached out and grabbed the lifeline thrown from the deck of the warship, and was rescued from the sea.

Other Marine soldiers who followed Garp's order and jumped off the Oro Jackson before it took off into the sky also boarded the lifeboats.

"Where's that kid Darren? How is he doing?!?"

Before he even stepped onto the deck, Garp asked hurriedly, his steps subconsciously speeding up.

This time we almost kept the entire Roger Pirates behind, but Darren made a great contribution.

With such potential, talent, and achievements, Garp doesn't want anything to happen to him.

He quickly stopped and stood there stunned.

Teeth clenched, fists clenched unconsciously.

The warship became extremely quiet.

Everyone was silent.

The sea was howling for a long time, and a cold and hazy drizzle fell in the dark sky.

The raindrops hit the sails, sails, and wreckage, and hit the pale and sad faces of each Marine, making them motionless like sculptures that had lost their souls.

On the deck in front of the Garp, Marine Commodore was lying there like a bloody man. The military uniform on his body had been completely torn and tattered.

A horrific scar spread from the left side of his neck to the right side of his abdomen, almost cutting his entire body open and leaving a bloody mess.

Flesh and bones were faintly visible, and the beating of the organs behind the ribs could even be vaguely seen.

His right arm was also torn open, large areas of flesh and blood disappeared, and blood gushes out.

Marine Commodore's face was extremely pale and his eyes were closed.

The breath was extremely weak, like a dying lamp.

Kake and Gion knelt on one knee next to him, their eyes a little red.

The breeze stirred, and Dolag's figure staggered out of the wind, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his physical condition seemed to be quite bad.

"Doctor, how is he doing?"

Dolag's voice was low and cold, containing indescribable anger.

The accompanying military doctor who had already run over had already started treating Darren with an anxious look on his face. He was covered in cold sweat and was trying hard to press Darren's bleeding artery with both hands. He said with difficulty:

"The stab wound on Darren Commodore's body has already damaged his internal organs, and his aorta was damaged and he lost a lot of blood. Compared with this, the injury on his arm is nothing."

"But with this amount of bleeding, if the bleeding cannot be stopped, it is estimated..."

The doctor didn't go on.

But the sadness in his tone was enough for everyone to understand what he meant.

"No, you must save him for me!! Otherwise, I will let you taste my iron fist!!"

Garp's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, he grabbed the doctor's collar and said fiercely.

“Vice Admiral Garp!!”

"Old man!"

Gion and Drago grabbed Garp.

The latter sighed, bowed slightly towards the doctor, and said sincerely:

"Mr. Doctor, is there any other way?"

"Please do your best to treat me, please!"

Seeing Dorag's sincere attitude and eyes, the doctor was startled, then frowned and said:

"For the time being, there is no treatment method... This kind of fatal injury is simply not something that normal humans can bear."

"Let's transfuse blood first. Maybe we can buy some time to suture the wound and stop the bleeding. Do any of you have S blood type?"

After the words fell, everyone looked at me and I looked at you.

S type blood is quite rare in this ocean.

"Let me do it."

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone was stunned for a moment and looked around, seeing that it was clearly Gion.

"I have type S blood, please doctor."

She rolled up the sleeves of her military uniform, revealing her white arms.

Dark red blood slowly flowed out of the blood vessels of the snow-white arm, passed through the plastic tube, and finally flowed into the Marine Commodore's blood vessels.

Darren and Gion were lying on the broken and messy deck, one of them was unconscious, and the other was staring at the raindrops falling from the sky with complicated eyes.

"It still doesn't work... I'm sorry..."

The doctor stopped suturing and shook his head, the plastic gloves were already stained red with blood.

Hearing these words, the eyes of Garp, Drago, and the other Marines darkened at the same time, they lowered their heads and gritted their teeth.

"Darren Commodore's injury is too serious, even if it is stitched up, I'm afraid it won't be able to...Huh?"

The doctor's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost, and he said in a trembling voice:

"The fatal wound... unexpectedly, unexpectedly... stopped the bleeding!?"

"A mere mortal wound."

A weak, hoarse voice sounded slowly with a smile.

The Marines who had already lost hope raised their heads in astonishment, but were pleasantly surprised to see Marine Commodore slowly open his heavy eyelids and show them a reluctant smile.

Gion also looked at Darren beside him in astonishment.

"Major Gion, judging by your shocked expression, it seems that you really want me to die..."

Darren's voice was weak, but he still joked and laughed as usual:

"But now we share the same blood in our bodies, and the relationship is even closer."

"By the way... when you saved me just now..."

he winked,

"Very soft."

A faint blush flashed across Gion's usually cold face, she snorted coldly and turned her head away, and said angrily:

"Sure enough, scum and scum are fate!"

Drago rubbed his forehead, "Darren... your body..."

Darren shook his head slightly to indicate that he was fine.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the sea in the distance.

That's the direction the Roger Pirates disappeared.

"What a pity, Vice Admiral Garp."

he murmured.

Garp was silent for a long time after hearing the words, and said slowly:

"Darren boy, thanks to you... This is the first time this old man has cornered Roger that guy in the middle of nowhere."

"...I just didn't expect that his pirate ship was actually equipped with such high-speed propulsion equipment."

"It doesn't matter."

Darren smiled,

"Next time, he won't be able to run away."

Marine Commodore was soaking wet.

The overwhelming pain and fatigue surged like a landslide, making him almost unconscious again.

But he still lay there quietly and steadily, letting the rain flow down his cheeks.

Then,

Slowly and tremblingly, he raised his hand little by little.

The wind was fierce and the waves were churning.

The torrential rain poured down, and the world was darkened.

The increasingly heavy rain washed the scarred hand, and the white finger bones were faintly visible.

Tear! !

The pale thunder briefly dispelled the darkness, illuminating the world.

The Marines on the deck, including Garp, Drago and others, suddenly widened their eyes, as if they saw some horrible picture.

A presumptuous, arrogant, and arrogant smile was rising from the corner of Marine Commodore's mouth.

"I'm alive."

he murmured.

The bloody hands clenched tightly!

"Hahahahaha!! After fighting with Gol D Roger, I... am still alive!!!"

The cabin trembled violently in the lapping of the waves.

The world is raining heavily.

In the light and darkness of the thunder, the broken seagull flag soars and dances wildly.

The Marine Commodore Who Lived Like Nobody...

Laugh out loud!

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