Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Darren stroked the stubble on his chin and stared at the red light ball in the shape of a bear paw with interest.

I have to say that this thing looks quite cute.

But cute as it is, Darren knows that this is not just a light pad of flesh.

The pain and fatigue accumulated over the years are not to be underestimated.

Even if we put aside the countless brutal battles, the fatigue caused by the hellish training day after day is not something that ordinary people can bear.

If you touch it a little, you will probably have to kneel down and give up on the spot.

And this is a highly concentrated "concept" energy, not a normal "bear paw impact" highly compressed air cannon.

If it is the latter, you only need to find an uninhabited island or sea area to release it.

Xiong pondered and said in a muffled voice:

"My ability cannot make these things disappear out of thin air. Someone else needs to bear it."

Darren frowned:

"What if no one bears it?"

Xiong scratched his head and smiled gently:

"Then I can only bear it."

"If no one bears the fatigue and pain in a short period of time, these things I took will naturally enter my body."

This is also what he did in the past.

He was gentle and couldn't bear to watch the poor people suffer from the pain of the disease, so he volunteered to help those people bear these unbearable pains.

Although they could find some "scapegoats".

For example, arrest some pirates who have committed many crimes and let them bear these "pain" and "fatigue" as a punishment for them.

But unfortunately, in the past, he and Dorag often treated people in some poor countries or slums, and not every time they could catch pirates in time to bear it.

So in the end, in order to avoid the pain and fatigue caused by being "slapped away" from accidentally hurting innocent people, the bears would take the initiative to bear it silently.

While they were talking, the dark red light ball began to move slowly and unconsciously.

The speed was very slow, but it was obviously floating towards the bear.

"Hahaha, it's okay, let me bear it for you, Darren!"

At this time, Dorag laughed heartily.

He exuded a domineering sense of righteousness, and his smile was full of inexplicable infectiousness.

Darren said with interest:

"Are you sure? I always feel that this thing is not something that ordinary people can bear, Dorag."

Dorag laughed disapprovingly:

"Are you looking down on me? Don't forget, I am a strong man who took off the name of "monster" earlier than you!"

There was a glimmer in the depths of his eyes.

If I help Darren bear these pains and fatigues, he will accept this favor from me. When he asks for money later, he will be embarrassed not to give it to me, right?

Dragon's mind was calculating loudly.

In the past, he had disdained Bailey.

Money, which corrodes will and faith, is not needed by me, the future Admiral of the Navy, Monkey D. Dragon!

But after more than half a year of poverty, he couldn't survive a day without a meal!

Thinking of this, Dragon's smile became even stronger, and he took a step forward with righteousness:

"It's just some hidden injuries and pain. With our friendship, what if I bear it for you!?"

He raised his hands, with a heroic and fearless attitude...

Both arms sank heavily into the dark red and almost black bear paw light ball.

One second,

Two seconds,

Three seconds,

The smile on Dragon's face suddenly froze.

As if he had suffered some horrible shock and trauma, his skin twitched all over his body, his expression was distorted, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

Then...

With a bang.

He knelt on the ground.

Bear:...

Darren:...

Darrag:...

The air suddenly became unusually quiet.

"Ahem... I'm just a little unaccustomed to it."

Darrag's face flushed, and he stood up shakily with his hands on his knees, his legs shaking like sieves.

But as he spoke, he looked at the ball of stuff with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

He dared to swear that in that moment just now, he saw his deceased grandmother!

Darren, no, these "pains" and "tiredness" discharged... are simply too terrifying!

It's not that he had never tried to endure the pain that the bears took out of the sick people before, but this can't be compared with Darren in any way!

It's simply not the same order of magnitude!

If you have to compare it by quantity, the pain and fatigue that Darren took out is a hundred or even a thousand times that of a terminally ill patient!

If you don't experience it yourselfHowever, Dragon could not believe that the human body could bear such terrible pain!

Thinking of this, Dragon and Xiong could not help but look at the vice admiral in front of them with doubtful eyes.

What is this guy's body made of! ?

And an even more incredible question that made their scalps numb also derived from it-

How many life-and-death battles, how many times has Darren experienced, how many times has he been on the verge of despair, and how many times has his body collapsed! ?

Monster... This is the real monster!

They looked at Darren with deep admiration and admiration.

Compared with the "monsters" with extraordinary talents such as Dragon himself, Sakaski, Borsalino and Kuzan, Darren, who relied purely on fighting and training and endured unimaginable difficulties and pain... is the real monster!

At this moment, Dragon finally realized why Darren's strength improvement speed was so exaggerated.

It turned out that he was risking his life in almost every training and battle!

This lunatic...

Both Xiong and Dragon swallowed their saliva with a gurgle.

They couldn't help but look at the dark red light ball with a black hue again, their expressions were bitter, and they subconsciously took a step back.

Even after Dragon's "kneeling" round of absorption just now, the size of this thing has only shrunk by less than one-fifth.

The remaining four-fifths...if they were to bear it, they would probably have to lie in bed for half a month even if they didn't die.

"Um...that, Darren..."

Dragon hesitated.

"Okay, okay, I'll take care of it."

Darren looked at him unhappily, then took out a newly matched Den Den Mushi and dialed Stussy's number.

"I'm Darren, help me find 10... huh?"

Dragon gestured and blinked desperately.

Darren raised his eyebrows and continued:

"...30, no, 100 criminals or pirates who deserve to be punished come here."

"Well, hurry up, three minutes."

After that, he hung up the Den Den Mushi communication.

Happy Street is Stussy's territory. With her power and means, it should not be a problem to find a hundred unlucky guys on this island within three minutes.

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