Pirates: The Biggest Scum In Marine History

Half of Senor's body "diving" into the cabin, he raised his hand and took out a white pocket towel, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

The stern of the ship is facing the sea, and what greets the eyes is the endless sea surface. The howling waves beat on the reefs on the coast, blooming white foam ripples.

Several gray-white seabirds flew over the sea, and the setting sun reflected the sky and sea into the color of blood.

"I really didn't expect that the Beasts Pirates would put their base camp in such a place..."

Senor turned his head to look at the side of the island, the endless stretches of reddish-brown land spread from the coast to the end of his line of sight, and in the far distance there were towering black chimneys spewing billowing black smoke.

There was a burst of laughter from the port towards the bow of the ship, and the smell of barbecue and spirits wafted in the air with the wind.

Bonfires have been lit by the Beasts Pirates outlying crew in charge of the ship.

Senor let out a long breath, his face haggard and tired.

He longed for a cigarette.

Three days and nights.

He has not closed his eyes for three days and three nights.

After setting off from North Blue Lubeck Island, he spent four days sneaking into the trading fleet of Umit, the underground emperor and sea king of the New World, through the channel of the Donquixote Family.

Relying on his Devil Fruit ability, when Umit the Sea King traded with the Beasts Pirates, he "sneaked" into the bottom of the cabin where the slaves were imprisoned, never showing his face.

The reason why I chose the slave cabin is because even if I accidentally leak my breath, even if the members of the Beasts Pirates use Observation Haki to sense it, they will only think that they are one of the many slaves.

'Must be more careful...'

Senor took a deep breath, trying to make his breathing steady and shallow.

His own strength is already considered strong in North Blue, but in the sea area of ​​New World, he is still far behind.

Any ordinary cadre of Beasts Pirates can easily kill himself.

The only thing I can rely on... is my Devil Fruit ability.

Thinking of this, Senor quickly scanned the surrounding environment.

So... where will the young master's noble godfather be imprisoned?

He quickly locked on to a certain direction, and his figure "melted" into the hull of the pirate ship like a drop of water melting into the sea again.

on the port.

Docked under the pirate ship in the dock, a dozen pirates wearing animal skins were humming obscene tunes, eating meat and drinking freely, laughing and talking loudly.

"Master Quinn has made a lot of money this time..."

"Oh? Master Jhin didn't handle such an important matter as supplies himself? Wasn't he always responsible for the handover in the past?"

"It can't be helped. It seems that there are new changes on Wanokuni's side. Master Kaido left the island with Master Jhin."

"No wonder Lord Quinn is so excited."

"It's not something we can decide what to do with so much."

"That's right, come, come, drink!!"

"Hey, hey, it seems that some strange feeling has passed away..."

"Hahahaha!! You drink too much, if you can't drink, sit at the child's table."

"..."

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in prison.

boom! !

Two fists clad in seastone shackles slammed into each other's faces at the same time, and Darren and Bullet both thumped back, slamming into the stone wall of the prison, throwing up a large amount of rubble.

The lips became swollen rapidly, and a streak of blood leaked from the corner of the mouth.

Darren raised his hand to wipe the Bloodline from the corner of his mouth, panting and laughing:

"What a ferocious fist."

Bullet was also panting, grinning grinningly:

"You're not bad either."

The two looked at each other, and a bit of lightning flashed in the depths of their eyes at the same time.

Step out at the same time.

Snap!

A shallow pit was stepped on the ground by their right feet at the same time, and the fists they swung with all their strength hit each other's cheeks almost at the same time.

Sweat mixed with blood splashed up.

Two beast-like figures launched an offensive in this narrow space like a storm, displaying the top melee combat skills in this sea!

Darren was born in North Blue, and fought step by step from the bottom of the army. In the past, he "discussed" melee martial arts with Sakazuki all the year round. After joining the training camp, under the guidance of Zephyr, he further improved his martial arts training system. The law is brutal and violent.

Bullet has cleared mines on the battlefield since he was eight years old. It is no exaggeration to describe his past life as "a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood". There is no fixed style of play, only extremely pure killing skills, and his fighting style is decisive and straightforward.

With the "fighting training" of the past few days, both Darren and Bullet have absorbed the strengths of each other's fighting skills from this process and benefited a lot.

Bang bang bang!

The impact of fists was like thunder, and the whistling of kicks was like a gust of wind.

suddenly--

Both Darren and Bullet's eyes froze, as if they had sensed something strange, they shot at the prison wall next to them together!

A punch like a sledgehammer!

Fierce whip legs!

"etc!!"

Suddenly, a low cry of panic came from the rippling wall.

boom! !

A large piece of gravel and soil suddenly exploded from the wall, and a figure that seemed to be "embedded" in it suddenly emerged.

Darren's big hands grabbed the intruder's neck like iron pliers, "pulled" the latter out of the wall, and held it high in the air.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

"Someone was able to pass through the thick mountain to enter this prison... who are you?"

Bullet narrowed his eyes, with a fierce gleam in his eyes, and sneered.

"I... I am..."

Senor struggled to make a sound, the power coming from that big hand was not strong, but the seastone shackles on his hand touched his body, making him overwhelmed by unprecedented weakness and powerlessness.

The smoke dissipated, and Darren finally saw the young man in a suit in front of him clearly, which quickly overlapped with a certain figure in his memory.

"I know who you are."

He let go.

"Nice meeting, Senor."

Darren smiled.

The pale and panting Senor's pupils shrank.

How could he know his name, he had obviously never met him, and he had only joined the Donquixote Family for half a month!

Could it be...

A fearful thought came to my mind.

In the Donquixote Family, there are spies planted by Darren! ?

Senor shuddered all over, but he didn't dare to think about it.

He glanced at Darren and Bullet, who were covered in blood and had a vicious breath like a devil, and the seastone shackles on their hands, and a storm arose in his heart.

Obviously put on seastone shackles...but still give people such a suffocating sense of oppression...

"Darren, who is this guy?"

Bullet looked at Senor with a bad look.

Senor took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He looked at the black-haired Marine in front of him, and slowly knelt on the ground on one knee.

"Master Darren, I am a member of the Donquixote Family, Senor."

He lowered his head and said in a deep voice:

"Master Doflamingo, the young master, sent me... to send his most sincere regards."

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