Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

An hour later.

Under the teasing gaze of Mr. Zefa, Darren seemed to have sprained his ankle, bent over, and walked out of the bathroom with difficulty.

"What's wrong, Darren, aren't you indestructible?"

Zeff looked at the admiral who came out with the help of the wall, and held up the teacup to cover the arc at the corner of his mouth that he couldn't suppress.

Darren: "..."

It's true that he is indestructible, but the iron cloth shirt also has weaknesses!

He rolled his eyes unhappily, walked back to the sofa with a twisted step, hesitated for a moment, picked up a pillow from the side and put it on the sofa, and then sat on it carefully.

"Ah..."

With a gentle and resentful groan, Darren seemed to have experienced a world-shaking battle, and leaned back on the sofa as if he was exhausted, and lit a cigar with trembling.

Zefa's shoulders shook uncontrollably.

It was rare to see this arrogant boy being humiliated, which made him feel much happier because of the heavy workload.

"So, are you sure you still want to be Magellan's instructor?"

Darren paused while smoking his cigar, and faced Zefa's teasing eyes, his eyes reddened like a fierce, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"I'm doing it! Why not! Isn't it just diarrhea? Just treat it as detoxification."

Zefal was stunned, and then he couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, I'll leave that kid to you."

Zefal's vision almost judged Magellan's ability and talent at first sight, and he would definitely not be much inferior to Sakaski and Darren and other "monster" kids.

It's just that the ability of the Poison-Poison Fruit is too overbearing, even Zefa can't find a good way to train Magellan for a while.

You can't just put down other work and do nothing, just hang around Magellan and the toilet all day long, right?

As if recalling some bad memories, Zefa twisted his body uneasily and adjusted his sitting position.

"Okay."

Darren rolled his eyes.

He was speechless about Zefa's behavior of giving up.

But he had no other choice.

The growth of physical data has reached the limit of cultivation, and no matter what method is used, it can't make even a little progress.

You can't really go to Roger and Whitebeard to get beaten to death in vain, right?

And judging from the result of the battle on Fishman Island, I'm afraid that even if you rush like this, there will be no obvious effect.

Now it's hard to find a way to continue to improve your physical strength. Even if it means the pain of his butt being on fire and smoking, he has to bite the bullet.

Just bear it, after all, the human body will adapt.

Just like when he was tortured by the fat man in suspenders and vomited blood, he got used to it after vomiting.

The butt should be in a similar situation... right?

It belongs to a different way.

"Knock knock knock..."

At this time, a gentle knock on the door suddenly sounded from outside.

"Teacher Zefa?"

A slightly hoarse female voice came, which made Darren's eyelids jump.

Before he could react, the door of the office was pushed open.

"Teacher Zefa, I saw that the light in your office was still on. I guessed that you should still be working, so I poured you a cup of coffee-Darren... Vice Admiral?"

Gion held a cup of hot coffee with a smile on his face. Before he finished speaking, he saw the vice admiral sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar. He was stunned at first, and then raised his eyebrows.

"Thank you, Gion."

Zeff took the coffee handed over by Gion with a smile.

"You should have just come back. How is the situation at the branch?"

Because of Magellan's matter, he asked Gion to go to the local branch to understand the actual situation. He just returned to the headquarters.

"I came back yesterday, but I was a little tired, so I have been resting at home."

"All the information you want is here, Mr. Zefa."

Gion said, while handing over a sorted document with both hands.

As he spoke, he glanced at Darren with a smile, and his tone seemed to be pointed and full of meaning.

"When did Lieutenant General Darren come back to the headquarters? It's been a long time since I last saw him..."

Darren's mouth twitched.

It has been two days since he returned to the headquarters. Because of Ah Shi's pregnancy and drunkenness at the party, he really forgot to look for Gion.

With his experience, how can he not see that Gion is a little angry.

"Well, that's me too--"

Darren was a little panicked and tried to explain, but before he finished speaking, Zefa had already laughed carelessly:

"This kid came back two days ago. Didn't I hear that they went to a party to drink?"

Darren:...

It's over.

Such a thought came to his mind.

I wanted to rush over and tear this old man's big mouth apart!

ThisIt's like a husband who has been away on business for a long time finally comes home on vacation, but the first thing he does is not go home to find his wife, but runs out to hang out with his friends!

As expected.

Hearing Zefa's words, the bright smile in Gion's eyes became more intense, but to Darren, it was filled with cold murderous intent.

"So that's how it is, a class reunion?"

She rubbed her silver teeth gently, tilted her head and squinted:

"By the way, I'm also a member of the third term, why wasn't I invited?"

Darren felt a chill on his back, his mind turned at a very fast speed, and he coughed lightly:

"Ahem, ahem, it was just a coincidence..."

"Humph! Gion, don't tell me, that group of guys didn't even invite me, their teacher!" Zefa said angrily.

—— Teacher Zefa, don't join in the fun! !

Darren roared in his heart.

He forced a smile on his face and whispered:

"If you want to get together, Gion, let's find another time to meet."

Gion narrowed his eyes, suddenly turned his head to look at Zefa, and smiled dangerously:

"Teacher Zefa, you should go back and rest."

"Ah? It's okay, I'm not tired yet, I can deal with the documents again..."

Zefal said subconsciously, but the coldness in Gion's eyes made him shiver inexplicably.

Why is this chick still angry...

Zefal shrank his head, a little confused.

Forget it, forget it, I can't afford to offend, otherwise Xiaohe will trouble me again.

"Okay then."

Zefal put the documents away, stood up from his chair, and walked out of the office.

"That... Teacher Zefa, I'll go with you, I have some important things to report to you."

Seeing Zefa was about to leave, Darren immediately panicked and sweated profusely.

He supported himself on the sofa with one hand and struggled to stand up. With a look of expectation in his eyes, he raised his hand to make a gesture to keep him.

Gion suddenly appeared in front of him, smiling coldly:

"I think we should not disturb Mr. Zefa's rest, don't you think, Lieutenant General Darren?"

Darren: "..."

He looked at Zefa desperately and waved at him, then gently closed the office door.

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