Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

After finishing the "training" of Doflamingo, Darren returned to the North Sea 321 Branch.

As soon as he entered the base chief's office, the flying squirrel who was busy processing documents said helplessly:

"Why are you here again?"

Darren sat on the soft leather sofa with a bossy demeanor, lit a cigarette and smiled:

"What's wrong, do you not welcome me so much?"

The corner of the flying squirrel's mouth twitched.

I didn't live a quiet life for a few days, and Darren came back again.

It's not that he is not welcome, but your "special training" is too perverted.

He asked unhappily:

"Did you torture Doflamingo?"

Darren poured himself a glass of whiskey, but couldn't find ice cubes. Suddenly, he missed Kuzan, the hot-blooded guy.

After all, whiskey still needs to be served with ice cubes. At room temperature, it is just like a certain drink, like horse urine.

"Well, I guess so. I gave him some guidance on his training."

The flying squirrel looked at him and suddenly became interested.

"You haven't given up yet?"

The flying squirrel was very clear about Darren's intention to train Doflamingo.

Although he didn't understand Darren's behavior that was similar to "raising a tiger to cause trouble", he always respected Darren's decision.

"Doflamingo is a rare talent. It turns out that it was a wise choice for me to hand over the underground world of the North Sea to him."

Darren smiled and said:

"He is still a child. Don't be too harsh on him."

The flying squirrel frowned and said in a deep voice:

"I am afraid that you will get out of control in the end. That guy doesn't look like he is willing to be under someone no matter how you look at it."

He hesitated for a moment and then said:

"Do you know what the final outcome of those mafia bosses he purged was?"

"He used the power of the devil fruit to control them, and then locked him and his subordinates up and let them kill each other. Only the one who fought to the end could survive."

The flying squirrel sighed. This is what he was worried about.

The character of this kid Doflamingo is very twisted.

The world's noble Celestial Dragons are born with superior blood, which makes him have a different kind of arrogance and arrogance, and the childhood trauma makes this arrogance evolve into a morbid paranoia.

He does not allow anyone to step on his head, and his morbid paranoia will give rise to hatred and anger, and finally turn into a twisted desire for destruction.

Pure desire for destruction and malice lead him to ignore life, treat everything as a game, and take destroying other people's dreams and hurting other people's lives as his greatest pleasure.

Hearing the reminder of the flying squirrel, Darren paused thoughtfully.

After pondering for a few seconds, he slowly said:

"Flying squirrel, do you know? Behind all the obsessions of adults, they are actually making up for their childhood debts."

To put it bluntly, what Doflamingo did was just a bad kid who tried hard to attract attention.

In the original plot, he seized Tenjojin to seize the position of Shichibukai, stole the Dressrosa regime, became the largest intermediary in the underground world, and even cooperated with Kaido to produce artificial devil fruits and exported wars crazily around the world...

All his actions were just an attempt to gain the attention of the World Government - or more accurately, the attention of the Celestial Dragons - in order to "prove" that the Celestial Dragons' decision to drive him out of the Holy Land Marijoa was wrong.

... Open your eyes and see, since you are unwilling to accept me as a Celestial Dragon again, then I will destroy the world you rule!

This is Doflamingo's inner thoughts.

"I will not comment on what he did, but the means to deal with the enemy must be as fierce as wildfire."

Darren's mouth curled up a shallow arc, and a puff of smoke came out of his mouth.

"To put it bluntly, he is just a childish and naive kid who has a strong sense of revenge because of his excessive pride... Being suppressed by you and me with our powerful strength, he must have a place to vent his inner anger."

"At least he is very disciplined and did not attack civilians, right?"

The flying squirrel pinched his temples and said with a headache:

"I am afraid that if something happens to you one day, he will completely lose control... Doflamingo does not look like a person who will succumb to power."

Darren nodded in agreement and said with a smile:

"Of course, to deal with such a kid, it is far from enough to educate him with sticks. Perhaps using absolute strength can make him afraid and subdue him, but he will still be unwilling to accept it in his heart.

He will only hide his hatred for you deeper, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, waiting to bite you hard when you are caught off guard...

If you want to truly conquer Doflamingo's heart, you must...Can only use fists. "

"Then what else can we do?"

Flying Squirrel asked doubtfully.

Darren smiled meaningfully:

"You have to use love."

Flying Squirrel:???

He looked at Darren in confusion.

After a long time, he muffled a sentence:

"Doflamingo... is not a woman."

Darren: "..."

He rolled his eyes.

I always feel that Flying Squirrel is becoming more and more introverted.

Sure enough, sitting in the position of North Sea Admiral, there are too many banquets and social events, which makes him "mature" a lot.

"I mean Doflamingo lacks love very much."

Darren said unhappily:

"In your opinion, what is Doflamingo's biggest weakness?"

Flying Squirrel shook his head.

Darren's eyes hid an inexplicable meaning:

"His biggest weakness is his dead biological father. "

"He hates his biological father, hates his incompetence, hates his naivety... He lacked the love of his father since he was a child, and deep in his heart he actually longs for a father who is powerful, famous, and amazing. "

"He needs a strong father to give him love, care and guidance, and give him enough recognition... He will stroke his hair and praise him "You are doing great" when he makes progress, and pat his shoulder and say "It's okay, I am here" when he encounters setbacks and setbacks. "

"He is extremely eager for such an identity to appear. "

Hearing Darren's words, the flying squirrel was thoughtful.

After a moment, he looked at Darren deeply and smiled bitterly:

"You guy, you are really a devil."

"Really?"

Darren smiled disapprovingly:

"I am taking on the responsibility of being a godfather, caring for weak orphans, and helping a psychologically twisted young man onto the right path... Some places call people like me angels. ”

Flying Squirrel: “…”

How shameless.

“Okay, I have to go back.”

After finishing a cigarette, Darren put out the cigarette butt, drank the whiskey, stood up from the sofa, and walked towards the office door.

When he opened the door, Darren paused.

“The North Sea is in your hands, Flying Squirrel.”

Flying Squirrel didn’t say anything.

He just stood up suddenly, raised his hand solemnly, and saluted.

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I’ll be grateful for everything.