Pirates: The Biggest Scum In Marine History

"Darren Base Chief!"

On the deck of the warship, the North Blue Marine soldiers on duty saw Darren's appearance, and immediately raised their hands to salute.

"thanks everyone."

Darren smiled.

Everyone shook their heads, and immediately returned to their posts.

The treatment of the North Blue Marine is not known to be much higher than that of Marines of the same level in other sea areas, not to mention that in addition to the basic military salary, they also have fixed paid vacations and are equipped with the most sophisticated arms and weapons. North Blue military training at the highest level.

Everyone in the North Blue Marine knows in their hearts that everything they have is due to their admiral.

Darren walked into the cabin of the warship slowly, walked down the narrow steps, and came to the bottom of the cabin.

At the bottom of the cabin, a makeshift prison has been erected.

The commander of Germa 66, Vinsmoke Judge, was imprisoned here.

Seeing that damned Marine coming, Vinsmoke Judge, whose whole body was imprisoned by steel shackles and even his mouth was sealed, struggled frantically, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, and he made an indistinct sound.

It is conceivable that if eyes could kill, his violent and vicious eyes at this moment are enough to kill Darren a hundred times.

Darren waved casually.

The steel block blocking Vinsmoke Judge's mouth flew out of nowhere.

The former roared angrily immediately:

"You damn Marine brat!! How dare you imprison this old man!! You are the North Blue admiral!!"

"The Germa Kingdom is a member of the World Government!! You are dead—"

His voice stopped abruptly, and his pupils shrank.

A sharp steel bar suddenly twisted out of the prison cell, pierced the air, and hovered firmly between his eyebrows.

In the reflection of Vinsmoke Judge's pupils, under the light of the shaking torch, the tip of the steel bar reflects a cold light, like a Lion Majesty that chooses to eat someone.

"Have you said enough?"

Darren smiled.

Vinsmoke Judge gritted his teeth.

"It seems that enough is said."

Satisfied with his reaction, Darren hooked his fingers, and the Lion Majesty-like steel bars slowly closed.

"Vinsmoke Judge, you are right. The Germa Kingdom is a member of the World Government. According to Marine's discipline, this operation will indeed cause me a lot of trouble."

Darren fumbled for a cigar, bit into his mouth and lit it.

"But you forgot one thing..."

He looked at the "overlord" of North Blue who was as desolate as a dead dog in front of him with a half-smile,

"You cannot represent the Kingdom of Germa."

Hearing Darren's words, Vinsmoke Judge's heart skipped a beat, and he said harshly:

"What do you mean! This old man is the head of the Vinsmoke family, and even the king of the Germa Kingdom, why can't he represent the Germa Kingdom!?"

"No no no," Darren sneered, "you still don't get what I mean."

He exhaled slowly,

"This time, I seem to have killed a lot of Germa 66's troops, but you and I both know that they are just clone soldiers. As long as you have enough time and funds, you can create them again in a short time. "

"In the final analysis, clone soldiers are not human beings, they are just weapons."

"And most importantly..."

"The World government doesn't care about the life and death of the franchise countries, the Five Elders don't care, and the Celestial Dragons don't care even more."

"What they care about is whether the members of the member countries can regularly hand in the 'heavenly money' they need."

"As long as the Kingdom of Germa can pay the heavenly money on time, the big shots don't care if the person sitting on the throne is you, Vinsmoke Judge."

Vinsmoke Judge's face suddenly turned pale.

"Well, it seems that you are beginning to understand what I mean."

Darren raised his hand.

The steel "cage" that imprisoned Vinsmoke Judge suddenly spread out like flowers blooming. At the same time, the twisted metal also intertwined and gathered behind Darren to form a steel chair.

Vinsmoke Judge, who had regained his "freedom", did not attack Darren angrily. Instead, he stood there with a livid face.

He knew very well that without his combat uniform, he could not be this man's opponent.

Darren sat slowly on the steel chair, smoking a cigar and smiling:

"I believe that the other nobles of the Germa Kingdom will be interested in the position of the king, and they should also hope that you die here and never show up again, don't they?"

Vinsmoke Judge was silent, his expression extremely ugly.

He knew Darren was right.

The Kingdom of Germa has a long history. In addition to the Vinsmoke family, there are also other noble families, large and small.

After he left the research team and returned to Germa, he used high-tech weapons to forcefully take over the authority of the Germa Kingdom. Needless to say, it was bloody.

In the process, he also suppressed other nobles of the Germa Kingdom and carried out a wave of purges.

But he couldn't kill all these nobles.

It's conceivable that those guys would really like to die in the hands of this Marine.

"Don't you dare kill me."

Vinsmoke Judge said hoarsely.

Darren laughed,

"I admit this. After all, you are the king of a franchising country, and I am just a mere Colonel Marine."

"It's just that I can hand you over to the World government."

"As a scientist who has strong scientific research skills and has worked with Vegapunk on the MADS team, I believe the government will be very satisfied with my move."

Vinsmoke Judge’s face changed drastically:

"What on earth do you know!?"

He managed to escape from the pursuit of World government agents and avoid falling into the hands of the government and becoming a research tool in their hands.

But how on earth did the Marine brat in front of me know about such a secret event? ?

Darren smiled and said:

"What do I know? You don't have to worry about it."

"You just need to know one thing."

"By cooperating with me, you can continue to be your king and commander in peace. Maybe when I am in a better mood, I can help you fulfill your ambition to 'dominate the North Blue'."

"Or trying to resist me."

"I will hand you over to the World Government, and then support another nobleman in Germa to be the king... As long as the amount of heavenly gold in the Germa Kingdom increases by 20%, I believe that the government will not hold me accountable, but will also Maybe you can give me a public reward..."

After the words fell, Vinsmoke Judge fell into a long silence, and his expression became uncertain.

Darren was not in a hurry.

Just minding his own business and smoking a cigar.

He knew this guy's character very well.

Desire for power, vanity and arrogance.

Do you fight to the death for your own face, or do you lose your freedom and power...

Darren believes Vinsmoke Judge will make the right choice.

Half a minute later,

Vinsmoke Judge raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and hissed:

"what do you want?"

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