Pirates: The Biggest Scum In Marine History

Walking out of the dark hall, Darren lit a cigar again and stretched his waist.

In the dilapidated courtyard, dead ivy surrounded the collapsed fountain.

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

The figure of the flying squirrel stood in the shadow of the wall, motionless without making any sound, as if it was integrated with the surrounding buildings.

For a full hour, he didn't move a bit, didn't change his center of gravity, his face was stern and resolute, and Darren felt that he didn't even breathe, standing here like a statue.

"Thanks for your hard work."

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

The North Blue is a very dangerous sea.

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

The mafia fought unscrupulously in the towns and streets, the weeping civilians trembled on the street corners, and the dignitaries of the kingdom were drinking at elegant banquets.

There is no basic trust between people, there are only tricks, deceit, betrayal... On the surface, they call you brothers and sisters, and give you gifts flatteringly, but when they turn around, they will stab people in the back.

Darren, who is struggling to climb up the road to power, can no longer remember how many people's blood has been stained on his hands.

He always had far more enemies than friends.

Even now, he can almost cover the sky in the sea area of ​​North Blue, but he still lives carefully every day.

And in this environment, it is indeed a very lucky thing to have a trustworthy deputy by his side.

The flying squirrel walked out of the shadows slowly, with a sullen smile on the corner of its mouth.

"You're ruthless enough, you're 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 tear open a human's throat."

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

The flying squirrel was also silent when he heard the words.

He glanced at the chip Darren was playing with in his hand, looked at the gloomy hall with some concern, and asked:

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

"He dare not, there is no evidence, and no one will believe him." Darren smiled, "Besides, I'm his godfather now..."

The flying squirrel rolled his eyes.

Laughing, it happened to Doflamingo.

But he also knew Darren's temper.

This ambitious North Blue chief executive has crazy blood in his bones.

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

It seemed that only the moment when the tension was suffocating and the heart almost stopped beating could make him truly feel the feeling of being alive.

"By the way, is this news blocked?"

Darren seemed to remember something, and asked suddenly.

The flying squirrel nodded cautiously,

"At that time, the cordon had been raised, and the civilians were completely evacuated. Even the North Blue Marine who followed us out to sea didn't know the specific details... They only knew that this was a mission to hunt down pirates."

Darren laughed,

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

"It's time for us to go back too, if I remember correctly, we have an appointment with Vinsmoke Judge tomorrow?"

The flying squirrel said in a deep voice:

"That's right, Germa's first batch of high-tech weapon samples have been manufactured, and you need to go and have a look at them for the first test."

"The specific interview location is waiting for Vinsmoke Judge's reply."

Darren nodded and moved away.

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

"Very well, with this, our North Blue 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 of the dome cast icy moonlight that fell on Doflamingo like silver.

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

The blond boy was sitting on a soft sofa, with a burnt cigar in his hand, his head was tilted back, and his eyes were staring straight at the high dome as if he lost focus.

"Dover..."

"Little Lord……"

I don't know how long it took before the four Torrebols slowly woke up from their coma.

They first glanced around in horror, and after finding that there was no trace of the Marine, they breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Dover...I said...how did we come back?"

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

He was panting slightly, his face was extremely pale due to the heavy injuries on his body.

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

"If I'm not mistaken..."

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

"It should be Rogers Darren who sent us back."

As soon as this remark came out, the four of Torrebol gasped in unison, and a layer of cold sweat oozes from their backs.

This place is located on Mignon Island, and this long-abandoned courtyard is the secret stronghold of their Donquixote Family, which only a few of them know.

But now... the North Blue Marine's highest officer sent all of them back in a coma.

what does that mean……

All their previous actions in North Blue have already been targeted by that powerful monster-like Marine!

In a daze, they felt that this secret stronghold had become unsafe.

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

"Then the young master... what should we do after us?"

Diamanti asked anxiously.

Since they went to sea, their journey has been smooth and smooth, and they have never encountered such heavy setbacks and blows.

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

but now,

The Marine named Rogers Darren was like an insurmountable towering city wall, standing on their way to conquer North Blue.

With only one person's strength, they easily killed more than a thousand of their subordinates.

And there are several of them in front of Darren, and no one is an enemy.

That man is as powerful as Shura.

It is frightening and depressing.

"what to do……"

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

He turned his head, met the worried and terrified gazes of Torrebol and the others, and remained silent for a while.

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

A thought flashed through Doflamingo's mind.

And the moment the thought popped up, a kind of unspeakable bitterness came to my heart.

He suddenly understood why that fellow Darren left Torrebol and the others alive.

That's how it is... that's how it is...

You are really cruel.

So... Darren, in your eyes, everything I do is childish, right?

"Don't worry."

Doflamingo sighed inwardly, but smiled on his face.

"The North Blue underworld, now ours."

Under the gradually surprised eyes of the four people in Torrebol,

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

"咈咈咈咈咈......"

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

"咈咈咈咈咈!!!"

The laughter, which gradually became ferocious and maniacal, echoed continuously in this gloomy courtyard.

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Ask for everything, ask for five-point praise.

Recently bronchitis, old cough, everyone should pay attention to the body.

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

good luck.