Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Five seconds later.

Boom!

Moonlight Moria fell from midair to the ground like a cannonball, and the exaggerated impact force smashed a terrifying huge pit with a diameter of 50 meters on the ground.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and just as he was about to struggle to get up, a shiny black heavy military boot had already stepped heavily on his head.

Bang! !

The head and the ground collided intimately again, and the land within ten meters continued to collapse, and large pieces of rocks rose up.

Blood gushed out of Moonlight Moria's mouth and nose, and his pupils were instantly close to being scattered.

"If you want to die, I have no objection."

Darren stepped on Moria's head and stomped hard into the soil, biting a lit cigar in his mouth, grinning:

"So this time... which arm should I take off?"

He gently exhaled a dragon-like smoke, squinted his eyes as if examining something, and looked at it with a disdainful look.

"Oh, by the way, you seem to have only one arm left now."

Moonlight Moria's pupils suddenly shrank.

The way this guy looked at him was like looking at a piece of meat on a chopping board, cold, cruel, and without any emotion.

A piercing chill suddenly surged from the soles of his feet and rushed straight to the top of his head.

"I... I..."

He blushed immediately, hesitating but couldn't say a complete sentence.

At this moment, Moria's heart was roaring wildly.

This is not what he imagined!

Shouldn't the original plot be that Darren admired his courage and will, and then simply exchanged one or two moves with him, and then invited him to become the King of the Seven Warlords?

In addition, why did he not "understand" even after being beaten like this! ?

So how did Mihawk "understand"! ?

The flying squirrel next to him sighed helplessly, as if I had expected it a long time ago.

You said you had to learn from that kid Mihawk... Now you're beaten up instead.

"Huh? Don't talk?"

Darren raised his eyebrows, as if a little unhappy.

"In that case, I'll break your other arm too..."

"No!!"

Moria was shocked and struggled with gritted teeth.

Now he only had one arm left. If even this arm was disabled, he could directly declare that his pirate career was over.

What new world, what freedom and dreams, what hegemony of the new world... Everything will end completely!

"I'm Moonlight Moriah!!"

Moonlight Moriah suddenly roared with all his might, his sharp bloody teeth exposed, his expression as ferocious as a devil.

Boom!

A powerful aura suddenly burst out from his body, spreading out as a purple storm.

At the same time, countless shadow bats roared up from the shadows under him, turning into a black death net that surrounded Darren.

Darren frowned, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

This guy's domineering aura and devil fruit ability... have become stronger than the first time they fought!

'Forget about Mihawk, that kid is a monster...Now even Moriah, a fat otaku, is like this, could it be that I really have the potential to be a master teacher? '

Darren thought helplessly.

His eyes were stern, and he also burst out with his own domineering aura, suppressing Moriah's aura.

He twisted his boots hard, looked down at Moonlight Moriah who was vomiting blood, and said coldly:

"Moonlight Moriah, listen carefully..."

"From this moment on, you must become stronger... You must win the title of Seven Warlords of the Sea!"

"If you can't do it, I will kill you!"

After that, Darren raised his foot again and stepped on it again without mercy!

Boom! !

The earth was shrouded in smoke and dust.

When the smoke and dust completely dissipated, Moonlight Moriah was lying there like a dead dog, completely unconscious.

The flying squirrel not far away twitched his mouth, and couldn't help asking:

"You didn't beat him directly, did you?"

Darren smiled and shook his head:

"I held back."

Flying squirrel:...

He looked at the muddy Moonlight Moriah and muttered in his heart.

‘You call this holding back…’

“Besides, if he is unable to recover, then the position of Shichibukai can be taken by someone else.” Darren said indifferently.

The flying squirrel nodded.

Indeed, there is no shortage of powerful pirates in this sea.

It was not necessary for Gekko Moriah to become Shichibukai.

After thinking for a while, the flying squirrel asked again: “What are you going to do next? The mission from the government…”

“Do it.It's just a show, the government doesn't care about those unlucky guys who were killed anyway..."

Darren's mouth curled up a mocking sneer.

"...I even have reason to believe that the Five Elders have now changed a new list."

Flying Squirrel had no way to refute this.

"But you reminded me that I will get the government's new list after a while."

Darren narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully:

"If Dover is not on the list, let him execute the plan directly."

Flying Squirrel's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his expression was extremely solemn.

That plan...

Once it is implemented, it will be a big deal!

If it is not handled well enough, it will lead to unimaginable serious consequences.

"I understand."

Flying Squirrel clenched his fists and said in a deep voice.

"Don't be too nervous." "

Darren smiled and patted his shoulder.

"I'm leaving. I'll probably report to G5 in a few days. This matter can't be delayed any further, otherwise it will be like slapping myself in the face."

"Well..." Flying Squirrel nodded. Darren had already announced the matter of entering the New World G5 branch at the graduation ceremony of the training camp.

Although countless accidents occurred along the way, causing the matter to be delayed again and again, so that the public's attention was not on it, but in any case, it would be a mess to continue to delay it.

"By the way, there is one thing I don't know how to tell you..."

Flying Squirrel suddenly remembered something and whispered:

"Doflamingo added his cadre... Vergo - the guy with food on his face - to the navy."

"I know about this."

Darren laughed.

"You know? "The flying squirrel looked at him in surprise.

Darren's eyes flashed with inexplicable depth.

"...He will soon become my student."

Flying squirrel:???

Is this guy determined to develop in the long-term on the road of "teaching"?

Seeing his surprised expression, Darren explained with a smile:

"Teacher Zefa is preparing to expand the enrollment scale of the training camp and explore new teaching methods. He invited me to become a special instructor of the training camp."

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Today is a little short, but everyone should understand.

I wish you all a good new year!