Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

The two of them were busy, but the two of them were busy.

"Remember to deliver the food on time, and don't let my beloved wife starve."

After walking out of the cabin loaded with cages, Shields Saint ordered the CP1 members in a domineering manner.

"Yes, Lord Shields Saint." The CP1 members nodded respectfully.

"By the way, there is one more thing..."

Shields Saint paused and looked back again.

"The Navy's highest commander in the North Sea, yes, that guy named Darren..." CP1 was stunned when he heard this, and remembered the gift sent by the North Sea Admiral before, and bent down and said: "Do you want to promote him, sir? Darren, the highest commander of the North Sea Navy, has the rank of Colonel of the Navy Headquarters. According to reliable intelligence, he has been included in the key training sequence of the Navy Headquarters and has obtained the qualification for the Marinford Officer Training Camp..." "This guy is very capable, with good skills and vision. Under his governance, the order and economy of the North Sea have been significantly improved. He is indeed worthy of promotion." "Promote?" Sildes Saint suddenly laughed, as if he heard some ridiculous joke. He sneered: "No, I mean, find an opportunity to get him out of the Navy and then kill him." CP1 leader was stunned, and for a while he couldn't keep up with the Celestial Dragons' brain circuit. "Did that guy anger the sir?" Although the Celestial Dragons have great power and can easily decide a person's life and death, But Darren is not an ordinary person.

Those who can get a place in the Marineford Officer Training Camp are all the key training targets of the Navy Headquarters.

Even with the power of the World Government, it is not easy to rashly interfere with a key training officer of the Navy Headquarters, or a powerful officer who has the power to control the entire North Sea Navy.

At least there needs to be a slightly reasonable reason on the surface.

"Anger? That's not the case..."

Sildes Saint laughed strangely.

CP1 knelt on one knee in fear and trepidation,

"The specific reason is..."

Sildes Saint glanced at him sideways, and suddenly stepped on the latter's head, kicking the latter's head and bleeding.

"Do I need a reason to make a decision?"

"No, no!"

Seeing the Celestial Dragons get angry, the leader of CP1 trembled all over, his face pale, and he dared not wipe the blood off his face.

Sildes Saint snorted coldly,

"If I have to give a reason..."

He narrowed his eyes, his eyes were violent.

"He looks at me wrong."

"...I hate the way he looks at me, is that enough?"

After saying this, he walked into his own independent cabin.

It was different from the cabin where the slaves were held.

Sildes Saint's independent cabin was very spacious, brightly lit, and luxuriously decorated.

Soft carpets were laid on the dry floor, and the oil lamps emitted warm light.

Sildes Saint took a look at the gifts sent by the so-called North Sea Admiral.

The large boxes, filled with gold, silver and treasures of the entire cabin, were emitting colorful luster at this time, almost illuminating the cabin with golden splendor.

A satisfied smile appeared on the face of the Tianlongren.

He took off his mink coat and threw it on the ground.

After passing through the mountains of gold and silver, he walked to a secret door at the end of the cabin and unlocked the door.

The secret door was slowly pushed open.

"Come out, my baby."

Sildes Saint licked the corner of his mouth, and his narrow eyes flashed with violent and excited red light under the desire in his heart.

Soon, a woman knelt on the ground and slowly crawled out from behind the secret door.

The woman had a beautiful face, and her hands and feet were shackled heavily.

Her expression was numb and blank, her pupils were dim, and saliva kept dripping from her lips painted with bright red lipstick.

Like a docile puppy, the woman crawled on the ground with her hands and feet, as if she had lost her soul, crawled to the feet of the Tianlong people, and gently rubbed the former's calves with her face.

Twisted madness emerged on Sildes Saint's face, and he laughed morbidly.

He pressed the button of the phonograph casually, and soon a melodious saxophone music slowly flowed out.

The Celestial Dragon picked up a long whip covered with thorns.

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Outside the cabin, on the deck of the official ship.

"Boss, are you okay?"

CP1 members looked at the blood on their leader's face and couldn't help asking.

"It's okay. It's a great honor to be whipped by the Celestial Dragon.

Our honor. "

The CP1 leader smiled proudly, wiped the blood off his face, took out a pack of cigarettes, gave each of his subordinates one, and then lit one himself.

Huh...

The CP1 members leaned on the railing of the official ship, exhaling thick smoke from their mouths, looking comfortable.

They all liked this feeling.

The smoke from the burning of the finest tobacco, mixed with the damp smell of flying snow, was deeply inhaled into the lungs, safe and comfortable.

Standing on this luxurious and dignified official ship, overlooking the endless sea in the distance, it seemed as if the whole world was in front of them.

Every time they arrived at an island, those stupid and lowly civilians would kneel down to their masters, using Looking at them with fear and panic, this feeling made them feel like they were born in a trance.

This is a life that only people like them who are excellent and serve "God" deserve to enjoy.

At this time, the sound of graceful and luxurious saxophone music gradually came from the cabin, faintly mixed with the hideous laughter of the Celestial Dragons, the sound of whips falling, and the painful screams of women.

Hearing this familiar music, a touch of envy flashed in the eyes of all CP1 members.

"Saint Sirdes has started again..."

"I just don't know if he will generously give us his playthings after he finishes this time? ”

“Hehehehe…”

“…”

They seemed to have remembered something worth recalling, and a smile that all men understand appeared on their faces.

“You guys…”

The leader of CP1 looked at his subordinates helplessly and shook his head with a smile.

He was about to say something, but suddenly froze.

Because he found that his subordinates were staring at the back of him with a horrified look.

A chill rushed to his brain.

CP 1The leader turned around, his eyes widening little by little.

In front of the noble official ship,

A man on a metal skateboard was floating in the air, and the wide white cape behind him fluttered in the sea breeze.

In the snow,

He raised his finger, and made a gesture to silence them with a murderous and smiling face.

"Shh..."

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