The Dark Throne of Pirates

The warship docked, and the harbor was crowded with people. Many soldiers from the G5 branch were whispering to each other, with uncontrollable excitement in their eyes.

Although they are all "alien marines" who disobeyed orders and were sent here for transformation

But they all still know the name of Black-armed Zefa. He has dedicated his life to justice and has been fighting against pirates for most of his life.

When he was young, he had been fighting on the most dangerous front lines. When he was old, he served as an instructor and trained batch after batch of strong men for the entire navy.

Such a legendary figure, this group of 'alien navy' are also full of awe and admiration. If it were other branches or warships from the headquarters, they would not have a good look, let alone gather to greet him.

Zefa walked down with the soldiers, with a tight face and a serious face, and glanced around the problem navy led by Vergo.

Wherever he looked, the group of 'others' in the G5 branch straightened their backs involuntarily... The restless harbor instantly became quiet.

"Virgo, take me to the office. Chris, take someone to stay behind to take charge of handover and supplies."

Zefa did not reprimand or teach this group of disheveled and undisciplined 'alien navy'.

"Yes! Teacher Zefa, please come this way."

Vergo replied seriously.

After saying that, he led Zefa to the office.

Until Zefa was out of sight, the soldiers in g5 started talking one after another.

"It's so powerful. Just standing here makes me feel out of breath."

After speaking, he swallowed.

"It feels scarier than Mr. Vergo... Both of them have serious faces."

"That's right, the atmosphere suddenly became serious. It's really scary..."

......

Chris, who stayed behind, directed the soldiers to start the handover, repair the warship, and replenish supplies. The 'heterogeneous' members of the g5 branch also cooperated very well.

"Hey, Wayne, where are you going?"

Ain suddenly flashed his big eyes and asked quietly to Wayne who was about to leave.

"I have something to ask Teacher Zefa, Ain... wait until Colonel Chris asks and explain it to me."

"Why are you so anxious? Can't you wait until Teacher Zefa comes back to ask? You kid must be trying to be lazy!"

Binz's sinister voice came.

"Okay, okay, Wayne, go ahead and I will explain it to you."

Ain rolled his eyes, looked at the two enemies who were about to quarrel again, and said quickly.

"Tch!" Wayne glanced at Binz with disdain and swaggered straight after Virgo.

"This damn kid!" Veins popped out on Binz's head while he was still carrying a cargo box.

"Hey" Ain sighed helplessly and silently went to help.

......

In the office, Zefa is at the top.

Quietly flipping through the information on the g5 navy in front of me.

Virgo, who was accompanying him, also remained silent and silently served Zefa a cup of hot tea.

Time passed slowly, and he put down the materials in his hands and glanced at Vergo, who was still standing straight aside.

Zefa said softly: "Yes, you are not slacking off when guarding the branch alone. It seems that you have grown up, Virgo."

"Thank you Teacher Zefa for your concern. I will still make time for training every day at the base."

Zefa nodded and said nothing.

"Dong dong dong..." Just as the two of them were speechless, a knock on the door sounded at the right time.

Wayne pushed the door open and walked in; "Teacher Zefa, Lieutenant General Vergo." He said hello politely.

"What's wrong, Wayne, do you have anything to do with me?"

"It's nothing. I just heard that Lieutenant General Vergo was also your student. He seems to have unique insights into armed color domineering. I wanted to ask for advice."

Wayne shook his head and said.

Zefa and Virgo felt surprised at the same time.

What surprised Vergo was that he had never seen the person in front of him before.Judging by his name for Zefa and his age, he should be an intern at the training camp. Suddenly he came to me for advice? ...

As early as two years ago, Marshal Warring States also named himself the chief instructor of the training camp.

Zefa formed a pirate guerrilla group and set sail, and it was impossible to have time to recruit more students.Then this boy should be the survivor of the attack on the intern that year... Vergo thought to himself.

What surprised Zefa was that through these two years of training and growth, Wayne had completely established himself as a monster.Zefa still understands his strength.

Even though Vergo is known as Ghost Bamboo, he will never be Wayne's opponent now, and Zefa knows this well.

And the reason is that I want to see armed domineering...

Based on Zefa's knowledge and knowledge, in terms of domineering talent, this kid is definitely the most exaggerated one.

He had already mastered the basic armed colors before going to sea, not to mention after two years of bloody growth.

Wayne's domineering power at this time...even Zefa may not dare to say that he can definitely beat him.

There has never been any intersection between Vergo and Wayne.

So Zefa was also curious and puzzled that Wayne used this lame reason to come to Vergo.

Virgo thought for a while and did not refuse.

He said in a gentle tone, "Are you also a disciple of Teacher Zefa? Many years ago, I was fortunate enough to be taught by Teacher Zefa and graduated from the training camp."

"Come on, the basement level is where I usually train. No one will disturb me."

Zefa suppressed the curiosity in his heart and said nothing.He picked up the information of the g5 soldier on the side again and started reading it.

Seeing that Teacher Zefa didn't speak again, Wayne followed Vergo out of the room.

......

In the corridor on the underground floor.

Wayne put his hands in his pockets, his pace gradually became lazier, and his expression became slightly frivolous.

Whistle and look east and west.

During the two years of wandering in the new world, Wayne slowly walked away from the shadow left by that rainy night in his heart.The growth and transformation of one's mind comes from confidence in one's own strength.

Now Wayne behaves like a good baby except in front of Zefa.

For others...it depends on your mood.

"Now, this place is really remote, Lieutenant General Vergo."

Wayne said in a playful tone.

"Wayne...really? I would rather you call me Mr. Vergo."

The tone is still gentle.

"One thing, I'm very curious about? In my impression, we don't seem to have any intersection... So you specifically asked Teacher Zefa away. Do you have any advice?"

"Oh?...You can actually see that I did it on purpose?..."

It is always said on past life forums that in time travel movies and novels, the villains are all brainless and have low IQs, so they are all lies...

"Of course, you want to ask me about Armed Haki?...Isn't this excuse a little too casual... Speaking of Armed Haki, isn't the teacher known as 'Black Arm Zefa' enough to teach you?"

"Oh, indeed, it seems that the reason I came up with is not very serious... It's all the same, as long as the purpose is achieved."

Wayne smiled and said.

"So?...What's your purpose?"

Virgo asked gentlemanly.

He held his chin with his left hand and thought for a while... seeming to be sorting out his words.

"It's not a big deal, I just want to have a phone call with 'joker'.

I think Mr. Virgo would be happy to help with this little thing. "

Wayne's playful smile remained unchanged.