Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Bonfires were rising, and the aroma of barbecue and wine was floating in the air.

"Hahahaha!! Newgate, I haven't seen you for so long, you are still so strong!!"

Roger looked very familiar, put his arm around Whitebeard's shoulders, and blew hot air into the latter's ears with his face flushed from drinking:

"But why is your hairline getting higher and higher?"

He lifted up Whitebeard's captain's hat carelessly, with a surprised look on his face.

Everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates:...

Whitebeard's eyes twitched, and a "well" appeared on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and said:

"I haven't seen you for so long, you still ask for a beating, Roger."

He glanced at the thick-lined guy in front of him with a bad temper, and suddenly laughed:

"I heard that your pants were taken off?"

The smile on Roger's face froze.

"That was an accident!! It was an accident!"

He jumped up immediately and retorted excitedly, his face flushed.

Whitebeard, who had won back a victory, smiled happily:

"Really? But I heard that the navy kid almost led the team to kill you in the Battle of Et-Wol?"

All the people in Roger's Pirates: ...

Seeing their aggrieved look, Whitebeard felt that his mood suddenly became cheerful, and smiled:

"But that navy kid is really tricky..."

"I have suffered losses at his hands before."

Speaking of a certain person, all the people in the two legendary pirate groups present suddenly fell silent.

They have been roaming the sea for so many years, and they don't know how many strong men they have fought and fought with, and the number of battles with the navy is countless.

But only in the hands of the so-called "King of the North Sea", they all experienced a painful lesson.

"Forget about it, Newgate, let's discuss something with you?"

Roger suddenly shook his head, rolled his eyes, licked his face and laughed.

"I refuse!"

Whitebeard looked at him expressionlessly.

Roger's smile froze, and he said angrily:

"Hey, hey, hey, I haven't even opened my mouth yet, and you just refused?"

Whitebeard looked like he didn't know what you were up to, and sneered:

"Anyway, every time you open your mouth, there's nothing good."

"Don't say that..."

Roger said a little embarrassedly:

"It's just a small favor."

Whitebeard narrowed his eyes: "Tell me."

Roger's eyes lit up, and he suddenly pointed at Kozuki Oden who was sitting next to him eating meat.

"I want to borrow Brother Oden! Let him join my ship!!"

After the voice fell, Kozuki Oden looked up with a confused look on his face, and his one arm was still holding a piece of barbecue, hanging in the air.

"Impossible!"

Whitebeard's face changed drastically, and his tone was firm:

"Roger, what are you thinking! Oden is my sworn brother!!"

"I can agree to other things, but I will never agree to this one!"

Seeing Whitebeard's stubborn attitude, Roger's face changed.

He and Whitebeard are old rivals, and he knows each other's character very well... Once he decides on something, no one can change it.

But if he wants to complete the last voyage of traveling around the world, someone must be able to interpret the ancient texts in the historical text.

Thinking of this, Roger gritted his teeth, and in the stunned and shocked eyes of the two pirate groups, he suddenly knelt on his knees with a bang.

"Newgate, please take this as my beg!!"

"One year, just one year, and I promise that Brother Oden will never be in any danger!"

"I am already terminally ill, and the rest of my life... I want to reach the end of the world, and I can't do this without Brother Oden!"

"Please, Newgate!"

At this moment, the most powerful, domineering, and freest pirate in the world bowed his proud head deeply to his opponent for his lifelong dream.

A shock!

...

New World, Happy Street.

Hotel, top floor box.

A soft big bed, all kinds of torn clothes scattered all over the floor.

The naked beauty lay on the bed, her cheeks flushed, her breath warm, and her golden curly hair wet with crystal sweat.

The pair of black bat wings behind her, symbolizing mystery and antiquity, gradually retracted as her body trembled...

"Have you lost your strength so soon, Queen? I thought the animal-type mythical beasts were very strong..."

Darren casually put on a loose bathrobe, crossed his legs and sat on the leather sofa, holding a glass of iced whiskey in his hand and a lit cigar in his mouth, smiling.

From his angle, he could clearly see the fair and delicate waist curve of the Queen of Happy Street.On her slender waist, two deep dimples looked particularly charming.

Stussy rolled her eyes unhappily, pulled the quilt over her body with a dazed look, and snorted:

"The strength of the vampire form does not lie in the physical fight, and even the awakened animal-type mythical beast species may not be comparable to your "indestructible body"!"

Thinking of the shameful action just now, Stussy felt like her skin was electrocuted, and couldn't help but glared at the damn navy.

Darren laughed.

I have to admit that looking at the infamous Queen of Happy Street in front of him, even he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of accomplishment.

At this time, three days had passed since the capture of Barrett.

After a day of simple recuperation, Barrett used the weapons and equipment on the warship to rebuild a small submarine, and then left the main force in disgrace.

Darren had no intention of stopping him. After all, the Seven Warlords of the Sea had a very high degree of freedom. Except for special circumstances, the Navy had no great constraints on them.

After Barrett left, he handed over the command of the ten warships to Borsalino, and then ran to this Happy Street.

Well, the purpose was to collect intelligence.

"Didn't you say you wanted to collect intelligence?"

Stussy saw the smile on Darren's lips, gritted his teeth, and hated it.

This bastard relied on the secret of his "double agent" identity to manipulate him in various ways, and said those weird things all day long, such as "You don't want your secret to be known, do you?"

But he had no way to deal with him.

He couldn't beat him, and he couldn't bite him.

The most hateful thing was that Stussy felt that his body seemed to be still addicted to it, and he couldn't resist this guy at all!

"Collect intelligence? Oh, yes, I remember, I do need to collect intelligence."

Darren patted his head and said.

Stusi: ...

"The names on this list, please help me check where these people are now, their strength, record, experience... As long as there is all the information about these people, I need it."

Darren took out a crumpled paper from the pocket of his military uniform and handed it to Stusi.

Stusi took it and looked at it seriously.

The more she understood, the more she knew about Darren's character and personality.

Everything he did was carefully considered.

The real terrifying thing about this man is not his strength, but his ambition and layout.

Since the names on this piece of paper can enter his sight, and he even uses his intelligence network to find them, there must be something special about them.

However, when Stusi saw the names on the paper, a hint of doubt flashed across her eyes.

Because these people... she didn't know any of them!

Djorakoel Mihawk!

Fisher Tiger!

Moonlight Moria!

Boya Hancock!

"Who are these...?"

Stussy narrowed her eyes and stared at Darren and asked.

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