Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

In the luxurious box of the hotel, Darren sat quietly by the bed, unfolding his "perception" talent and checking his physical condition.

Physical fitness: 78.312

Strength: 70.001

Speed: 70.391

Fruit: 77.998

Armed color domineering: 32.012

Overlord color domineering: 51.001

During the "Escape Battle" from the Beast Pirates' headquarters, all of his statistics have been improved slightly.

Compared with when he was "imprisoned" before, the speed of increase in strength is not slow.

But Darren was not too discouraged and accepted it calmly.

The rapid increase in physical fitness obtained through "injection of viruses" is rare.

In fact, with the improvement of physical fitness and resistance to viruses, the effect of this "becoming stronger method" will continue to decline and eventually tend to stagnate.

After all, the body is constantly adapting to such stress.

If you want to make further breakthroughs in various physical data, you must find greater intensity of external stimulation and pressure, more arduous training, and... fight with more powerful opponents.

On the contrary, when he teamed up with Barrett to attack Kaido Todoroki, it seemed that his courage had improved due to facing the pressure brought by the entanglement of Overlord's Haki. The data of Overlord's Haki increased by a full 1 point!

"What is a T0-level famous teacher?"

Darren suddenly remembered the weird jokes the Haimies had before time travel, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Although some of them sound ridiculous, I have to admit that being "captured" this time has indeed brought me a lot of improvement in strength.

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

Just as Darren's thoughts were racing, there was a knock on the door of the luxury suite.

"Lord Darren, it's me."

Senior's voice sounded.

"come in."

Darren responded.

Señor held a lit cigarette between his teeth and pushed open the door.

He put on a brand new suit with a peaked lapel collar. His movements were graceful and gentlemanly. He bowed slightly towards Darren and said:

"I have contacted the young master and established a line with the underground forces on this island. Their fleet will set off in an hour, and the sailing route will pass through the North Sea."

"Do you want to return to Beihai with me? The young master expressed his longing for you in the phone bug communication."

Darren laughed dumbly:

"I don't believe this. The person that Dover boy hates to see the most on this sea is probably me."

Senior pursed his lips and wanted to defend his young master:

"Actually, the young master treats you..."

Darren waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Now that I have left Beihai, I won't be going back anytime soon."

"Dover is still young and is still in his rebellious stage. I won't go back and be an eyesore."

"Let's not talk about this first, so are you sure this fleet is reliable?"

Senior nodded,

"Yes, the owner of this fleet cooperates with our Don Quixote family."

Darren raised his eyebrows, and then he couldn't help but smile with emotion on his face:

"It seems that Dover's business and industry are indeed developing very well, and they have begun to spread to the new world so quickly."

Senior said in a deep voice:

"This all depends on the care of Admiral Flying Squirrel."

Darren laughed:

"Okay, then you can go back first and tell Dover that this time I have accepted a favor from him. As his godfather, I am very grateful."

"As for the end...Senior, I still say the same thing. My door is open to you at any time, as long as you are willing to change your mind."

He looked at Senior with unabashed admiration in his eyes.

Senior bowed deeply again:

"Thank you Lord Darren for your appreciation. I will definitely convey the exact words of your instructions to the young master."

After saying that, he turned around and strode out of the room without hesitation.

Watching Senior's back disappear behind the door, Darren took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth and lit it.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he picked up the phone provided by the hotel and dialed a familiar signal.

"Buru Buru...Buru Bulu..."

The phone bug's call only rang for two seconds and was quickly answered.

A deep and steady voice came from the phone bug.

"I'm a flying squirrel."

A relaxed smile appeared on Darren's face, and he smiled:

"Flying squirrel, it's me."

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The other side of the phone bug.

North Sea, Roebke Island.

The flying squirrel stood on the deck of a huge warship, watching the movements of the Don Quixote family station in the distance.

At this time, eight days had passed since he received the news that Darren was captured alive by Kaido.

But such a long time has passed, and there is still no information coming from the New World, which makes him feel more and more anxious.

He glanced at the three warships docked at the port and the two warships cruising offshore, and couldn't help but clenched his fists.

The longer the rescue takes, the greater the danger Darren faces.

If there is no more news, he must be ready to take action as soon as possible.

But at this moment, the personal phone in my arms suddenly started calling.

Flying Squirrel directed several of his subordinates to maneuver the fleet's cruising direction while taking out the phone bug: "I'm Flying Squirrel."

"it's me."

When the flying squirrel heard this voice, he was stunned for a moment, and then a surprised smile appeared on his face.

"Darren!"

"You escaped!?"

Darren's smiling voice came from the phone:

"Yes, although I experienced a lot of twists and turns along the way, I am now out of trouble."

The flying squirrel immediately let out a long sigh of relief.

"If nothing happens, just retreat with the fleet. It is always impolite to surround someone else's station with water."

Darren smiled.

The flying squirrel was startled, and said with a helpless smile:

"I really can't hide anything from you."

Darren smiled and said:

"You did a good job. If something happened to me, a mere Beihai might not be able to trap Doflamingo for too long."

"But then again, I am able to get out of trouble this time, thanks to the help sent by Dover."

"That's a young man named Señor. He's very nice."

The flying squirrel pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said:

"Weren't you trying to win over him? That's not your style."

Darren shook his head and said:

"I tried to persuade him, but he didn't agree."

"He is a resounding man who values ​​love and justice, so I won't force him."

The flying squirrel nodded and asked again:

"When will you return to headquarters?"

Darren's voice came from the phone:

"In a few days, it's rare to come to a new world. I also want to take this opportunity to visit... That's it for now."

"good."

Flying Squirrel nodded and hung up the phone.

He stood silent for a moment, then suddenly waved an officer over.

"Admiral Flying Squirrel!"

The young officer saluted solemnly.

"Send the order and all warships return to Branch 321."

The flying squirrel said solemnly:

"In addition... Doflamingo's birthday will be in a few days. When the time comes, in the name of the North Sea Fleet, I will give him a generous gift."

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