Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Chapter 58

The old man was in a hurry.

The wall lamp in the dilapidated hall flickered with firelight, casting down.

In the eyes of the young Doflamingo, the navy sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, half of his figure was illuminated by the light and half was hidden in the shadow, with a strange smile.

"I have good news for you."

Darren smiled:

"You will not die today, and your men will not die either. You can even live better than anyone else."

"I just need us to have a simple chat."

Doflamingo was stunned.

Is this guy... serious?

"What do you want to talk about?"

His eyes flashed under his sunglasses, and he said hoarsely.

It's better to be alive than to die.

Darren saw Doflamingo cooperate and smiled with satisfaction.

"Please tell me, what is your ambition?"

"You have the spirit of a domineering king, and you are a 'noble' celestial dragon, but you came to the North Sea, a sea where no one lives... What exactly are you plotting?"

"Tell me, I want to hear... the truth."

The navy colonel stared at the blond kid with bandages all over his body.

If you want to raise a fierce wolf, you must stimulate his desire for flesh and blood.

Come on, Doflamingo.

Hearing Darren's question, Doflamingo fell silent.

Pictures flashed through his mind quickly.

Flames, shouting, cursing, hospital beds, corpses, gunshots, heads, ladders to heaven...

'Listen... Dov... You are the king. '

Countless memories flashed like a revolving lantern, and finally gathered into a sentence full of resentment and anger.

He suddenly raised his head and met Darren's gaze.

Gnashing his teeth, his eyes were stubborn and fierce:

"I... want to destroy this world!!"

Pah!

Darren slapped him and sent him flying several meters away.

Doflamingo's body hit the mottled wall hard, leaving a big hole, and a large piece of old lime peeled off.

His face was visibly swollen, and he stared at the navy who suddenly attacked with disbelief.

"What are you doing!?"

Doflamingo asked angrily.

Darren looked down at him with a contemptuous and sarcastic look, and said lightly:

"I am disappointed."

"I thought you could say something earth-shattering ambition, but I didn't expect it to be such a boring thing."

"Destroy this world? This world didn't provoke you."

"——What do you know!!"

Doflamingo interrupted the navy captain with red eyes.

He struggled to get up from the ground, and the wounds on his body opened again with his movements, and blood continued to ooze out.

"When I was ten years old, I had already seen the heaven and hell of this world."

He stood with trembling legs, panting.

The flames that spread to the city wall appeared again in his mind.

Distorted faces were looming in the flames.

They were cursing.

It was hot, too hot...

"I should have lived in heaven, standing above the clouds, looking down on the world!"

"But because of the decision of my stupid father, my life fell from heaven to hell in an instant!!"

As if the pain had brought back the nightmare hidden in the deepest part of his memory, Doflamingo actually roared in a somewhat out-of-control manner.

"Just civilians... just lowly people... dared to treat the great Celestial Dragons like pigs and dogs and throw them on the city wall..."

"They burned us with fire! Shot us with arrows! Throw us with stones!"

"They tried every way to torture us!!"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey... they wanted me dead... but I survived!!"

He suddenly laughed crazily.

"I survived!!"

He raised his head, trying to see any shock or surprise on the face of the navy.

But he was stunned.

He failed.

He couldn't see it.

The navy still had that kind of contempt and disdain on his face.

"That's it?"

He said.

What do you mean by 'that'...

Doflamingo was stunned.

Such a tortuous, tragic, tormenting life... is so unworthy of mention in the mouth of this navy?

No...

A surge of inexplicable rage hit his throat, and Doflamingo trembled and roared:

"Isn't this enough!?"

"Because of my father's stupidity, our whole family is poor!"

Everything is lost! I even rummaged through the trash can to eat because I was hungry! "

"You don't know my past. No one can have a life as twists and turns as mine!!"

"Have you said enough?"

Darren interrupted coldly.

He walked towards Doflamingo step by step. Gundam's body cast a huge black shadow, completely covering the latter who was only about 1.5 meters tall.

"Do you think your life is miserable? Very tortuous? No one can compare with you?"

The navy captain said with a sarcastic smile.

"Isn't it?" Doflamingo gritted his teeth and retorted.

Forced by the pressure of the navy in front of him, he subconsciously took a step back.

"I have seen a lot of miserable lives, and I have also seen a lot of tortuous lives. Believe me, Doflamingo -" the sneer on the corner of the Marine Colonel's mouth widened even more, "People who are more miserable and tortuous than you, There are too many.”

"In this part of the North Sea, gunshots ring out every day, and rotting and smelly corpses are always floating in the harbor and coast..."

“I’ve seen people who sell their blood brothers for money; I’ve seen people who sacrifice their wives for power; I’ve seen people who saw off their own legs for a living; I’ve seen many, many different stories… I'm tired of hearing it."

"But do you know?"

"Even those poor people who are miserable and living a life worse than a pig or a dog, they don't cry and complain like you do, like a bitch..."

"How old are you? Are you five? Or three? Why don't you go home to your parents to nurse?"

Darren looked down at Doflamingo, whose face was gradually turning pale, with no concealment of disdain in his eyes.

After the wolf inspires its bloody nature, the first person to bite back will be its owner. At this time, it must be trampled on, its self-esteem must be torn apart, and its wildness must be destroyed.

Doflamingo clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and his teeth were clenching:

"My mother died of illness."

"Then she's so lucky. At least she doesn't have to listen to your damn complaints anymore! After all, you are just a spoiled young master and a brat. If I'm not wrong, when she was still alive, she probably couldn't hear it anymore. That’s your complaint the most, right?”

Darren scoffed.

"Or is your mother angry to death just because of your complaints?"

Doflamingo was dumbfounded.

He felt his face burning, as if he had been slapped again.

"You're looking for death!"

He roared like a beast and wanted to move his fingers.

Bang!

A fist had already hit his abdomen.

Doflamingo bent over and hit the wall with his back. His eyeballs were filled with bloodshot threads and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Strong people never complain. Even civilians do this better than you."

Darren grabbed Doflamingo's collar with one hand, raised him in front of him, and sneered:

"I have never seen a strong person who talks about the unfortunate life he leads all day long."