Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

"You are different now than you were in the North Sea, brat. You can't do many things the same way you did in the North Sea."

Zeffa didn't wear sunglasses as usual, so Darren could clearly see the seriousness in his eyes.

"You have made an indispensable contribution to the Navy's success in defending Marinford this time."

"After this battle, the military exploits you have accumulated are enough for you to enter the core decision-making level of the headquarters."

"The generals, middle and lower-level soldiers and even the people of the headquarters have high expectations of you. If you really mess up with BIG MOM at this time..."

Zeffa's words were a bit obscure, but he believed that with Darren's intelligence and political acumen, the latter would definitely understand.

Of course Darren understood.

But you are worrying too much.

Am I that kind of person?

The terrifying "mountain of flesh" of BIG·MOM in the original plot appeared in his mind, and Darren felt a chill and shuddered.

He sighed and smiled helplessly:

"Teacher Zefa, don't worry, I will never have anything to do with BIG·MOM."

Zefa looked at him suspiciously and said suddenly:

"I have inquired about it. When you were in Beihai, you were very interested in mature women... Although Charlotte Lingling is relatively old, her appearance is still outstanding."

"Cough cough cough..."

Darren coughed violently.

Even though he was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he was still a little uncomfortable facing Zefa's serious questioning.

"I really have no interest in her, Teacher Zefa!"

"Then why does she want to get you?"

"That's because she is greedy for my body, she wants to have a baby with me! She is cheap!"

Darren gritted his teeth.

Zefa carefully examined Darren's expression, nodded slowly after a while, and said:

"Well, that's good, I just reminded you... In addition, I will pretend that I don't know about Gion."

Darren secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zefa continued:

"In addition to this matter, it is about the graduation of the training camp."

"According to the practice of previous years, there will be a commemorative graduation ceremony at the end of each officer training camp... At the graduation ceremony, the chief of each training camp will speak on behalf of other students."

"Among the members of this training camp, you are the well-deserved chief candidate, there is no doubt about it."

"Just prepare, and then give your peers and juniors some encouraging words, which can also be regarded as sharing your thoughts and experiences."

Speaking of this, Zefa didn't know what he remembered, and the corners of his mouth twitched for no reason.

Darren noticed this little action keenly and couldn't help asking:

"What are you worried about, Mr. Zefa?"

Zefa immediately looked like he had eaten shit, and waved his hand vaguely:

"It's okay, just prepare your speech well... I have confidence in your level."

He would never tell Darren how "shocking" the speeches of the chiefs in the previous two training camps were.

Zefa patted Darren on the shoulder, stood up and walked out of the ward.

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Ten days passed quickly.

During these ten days, Darren enjoyed a rare paid vacation and finally understood Borsalino's happiness.

Because of his special status and outstanding military exploits, the ward he was in was a high-end private ward that only lieutenant generals and above were qualified to live in.

The doctor's skills were first-class, and so were the nurses.

So, Darren lived a wonderful life with food and clothes provided for him every day.

Coupled with Tianyueshi's caring care and concern, and cooking all kinds of nutritious food for himself every day, Darren felt that his life was so perfect.

As for Gion?

Although Gion was a little angry at first about why BIG·MOM targeted Darren, she was relieved after seeing the "tragic" injuries on Darren.

Even under Darren's bad intentions, she half-pushed and half-pushed to play shameful games in this private ward with excellent sound insulation.

One day.

"Mr. Darren, your injuries have fully recovered! Your body is as strong as a tiger!"

The female doctor with long red hair and half-frame glasses looked at the examination form in her hand, and an incredible look appeared on her beautiful face.

"Ms. Aizawa, as my personal doctor, shouldn't you know whether my body is strong or not?"

Smoking a cigarDarren looked at the woman in her early thirties and smiled.

The abstinence brought by the doctor's identity, but the graceful figure that can't be concealed by the white coat, is really pleasing to the eye.

"Mr. Darren..."

Dr. Aizawa's face flashed a blush, but he couldn't help but secretly look at Darren's naked upper body.

The sharp muscle lines are full of the attraction of male hormones, and the criss-crossing scars make him look wild. Coupled with the outstanding appearance of the man in front of him and the various legendary auras on his body...

Just when she was daydreaming, Darren had finished smoking a cigar, fell from the bed, and put on a brand new military uniform under the regretful eyes of the former.

After tying the black tie meticulously and getting dressed, Darren gently held the female doctor's hand. Under the latter's shy gaze, he lowered his head and kissed her white back of the hand, smiling:

"Then Miss Aizawa, thank you for your care during this period."

After doing all this, Darren left the infatuated female doctor, put on a snow-white cloak and walked out of the ward.

Walking through the corridor, out of the gate of the military hospital.

Three tall and unusual figures were already waiting there.

Sakaski wore a military cap, his military uniform was straight and solemn, and he was biting a lit cigar in his mouth, standing there like an unyielding war gun.

Borusalino put his hands in his pockets, his expression was casual, and he looked like he was wandering in the sky.

When Kuzan, who was punching the air and was full of blood, saw Darren, he waved and greeted excitedly:

"Darren! We have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Darren smiled and walked towards the three of them.

"Are you ready?"

Sakaski glanced at Darren indifferently and said slowly:

"Although the hearing for the promotion to lieutenant general of this headquarters is just a formality, it is inevitable that some people will ask some inappropriate questions."

Darren smiled:

"I don't care... What about you? Aren't you afraid that someone will vote against it?"

Sakaski did not answer, turned around and strode towards the direction of the Marshal's Mansion, with a solemn and murderous momentum.

The wide cloak fluttered up, as if stirring up tough iron and blood.

"They dare not."

Darren shrugged.

Well, it is worthy of Sakaski's style.

Borsalino next to him smiled and teased:

"With this momentum, I thought we were going to go to war..."

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My cervical spondylosis recurred, and it hurt so much. I went to the hospital for acupuncture and massage therapy today.

Sorry for not adding more.