Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Chapter 422

After coming out of the tavern, Darren did not return home immediately.

He did not bring his warship and subordinates with him on this mission. The journey from the New World back to the Navy Headquarters, Marinford, was long, and his injuries had not yet fully recovered. The safer way was to take a ride on the warship of this kid, Kaji, to return home.

It would take an hour or two to replenish the warship, and Darren took advantage of this opportunity to deal with his own affairs.

Back to the familiar top floor box of the luxury hotel, as soon as he opened the door, a beautiful figure was already sitting on the leather sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window waiting for him.

Today, the Queen of Happy Street was wearing a black hollow dress, paired with black high-heeled shoes with red bottoms and stilettos. She sat there with her legs crossed, and her white toes gently hooked the suspended high-heeled shoes, looking mysterious and charming.

The charming feeling of a young woman came to her face, without losing her elegance.

"Are you leaving?"

Stussy held a glass of red wine decently, and the wine rippling with light made her lips more attractive.

"Haven't you received the news? That guy, Golden Lion, is getting restless again."

Darren smiled and closed the door, walked to the bar, and poured himself a glass of whiskey.

As a senior agent of the world government's highest intelligence agency, this woman certainly has a certain right to know about the orders and movements within the navy.

"Golden Lion is very ambitious. With his combat power and ability, even the government is wary of him."

"This time he takes action again, he must be plotting something."

Stussy narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

Darren raised his eyebrows, turned around and smiled:

"So you want me to be careful? I thought you would really like me to die in the hands of the Golden Lion... In that case, your secret will naturally be buried with my death."

Stusi laughed:

"When I first heard the news, I did hope you would die."

"But then I thought about it, and I felt that it would be a pity for a man as interesting as you to die like this?"

"So that's it, I understand..." Darren nodded suddenly.

What do you understand?

Stusi was stunned.

But before she could react, the vice admiral in front of her had already started to unbutton his clothes and walked towards her step by step.

? ? ?

"What are you doing!?"

Stusi's face changed slightly, and her inner calmness began to crack, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

Darren said as a matter of course:

"You said you didn't want me to die... Isn't it just that you covet my body?"

This damn guy!

What on earth is in his head!

Stussy said angrily:

"Didn't you say that was the last time?!"

The shameful postures from the last time appeared in her mind, and a barely visible blush appeared on her calm and charming face.

Darren smiled and said, "We are all adults, there is no need to go around in circles, right?"

"This bastard..." Stussy bit her lip, and without caring about anything, she walked around Darren and fled out of the room.

Looking at the somewhat flustered back of the Queen of Happy Street, Darren couldn't help but smile.

When the door of the box was closed again, Darren took a sip of the wine glass, sat down on the leather sofa, and suddenly smiled:

"Come out, she's gone."

As soon as the voice fell, a breeze quietly surged in the room.

The killing intent suddenly appeared!

The light green wind began to compress into a miniature hurricane in front of Darren, and a tall figure loomed out of the storm.

Darren, who was sitting on the sofa, condensed his eyes and rushed out like a tiger.

The two people attacked at almost the same speed at the same time!

Five fingers opened and bent, and then gathered into three-finger dragon claws... The starting posture was exactly the same!

"Dragon Claw!"

Two three-finger dragon claws surrounded by black light cut through the air, outlining the black phantom light of disillusionment and dominance, with the power and will to destroy all hegemony, and collided heavily in mid-air!

Bang!

A dull explosion suddenly exploded.

The air suddenly condensed for a moment, and the storm exploded, sweeping every corner of the room.

However, the two people who attacked at the same time perfectly controlled their own strength, so that the burst of air waves did not shatter the glass and walls.

Equally matched!

However, after this blow, both of them changed their moves without hesitation.

Bend your knees!

Swing your elbows!

Like an arrow shot from a tight bow!

Bang!

Knees collided, elbows leaned against each other.

Explosions sounded again.

Both figures took a step back.

Then the waist and knees burst out with strength at the same time, and punched fiercely!

The air seemed to be filled with the two men's strength.The fist solidified, and a circle of white ripples bloomed.

"Fist bone!"

The two men collided heavily, separated at the touch, and retreated several steps together.

"Hahahaha, you really learned my old man's boxing!"

The figure that seemed to be blurred by the hurricane finally slowly appeared and became clear.

The figure was deep and cold, wearing a dark green hooded coat that covered most of his face. Just standing there, he exuded a domineering and cold breath.

Darren raised his head, smiled and looked at the man in front of him and said:

"Sasibuli Dana, Dorag."

The person who came was Dorag.

Dorag raised his hand and took off his hood, revealing a face without eyebrows but extremely domineering, with black hair scattered messily behind his head, and laughed happily:

"Your strength... has become much stronger, Darren."

He looked at Darren with deep shock and complexity.

How long has it been since we last parted?

In just half a year, Darren has broken through that shackle and officially entered the level of admiral-level combat power, on par with himself.

And after a few attempts just now, Dorag was shocked to find that Darren's physical hardness... far exceeded his expectations!

In addition to the exaggerated burst of power, if he hadn't suppressed his close combat skills and domineering, he might not be Darren's opponent.

The most important thing is that Darren actually learned the dragon claw fist he developed and the old man's boxing!

What kind of talent is this! ?

Are you the real "monster"?

Darren threw a cigar to Dragon with great interest, sat down again, and said with a smile:

"Well, I found a very good teacher."

"Teacher Zefa?"

Dragon raised his eyebrows, put the cigar under his nostrils and took a deep sniff, a look of enjoyment appeared on his face, and his expression was about to cry.

He hasn't smoked such a good cigar for a long time...

"No," Darren shook his head.

"That's... my old man?" Dragon asked again.

Darren still shook his head.

"Who is that? It can't be that old man Kong is personally guiding you, right?"

Dragon couldn't wait to light the cigar, and couldn't help but be curious.

Darren smiled and said:

"Kaido of the Beasts."

Dragon: ? ? ?

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