Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

"The rumor is actually true!"

"It's not a rumor!"

"This is too cruel..."

"One, two, three, four... Four of the six Shichibukai had their arms cut off by Vice Admiral Darren!"

"No wonder they look so ugly..."

"..."

The reporters started to whisper, but the voices were loud enough for anyone present to hear clearly.

In the "armless camp", Crocodile, Moria and Barrett were even more pale, only the young Mihawk looked calm, as if he didn't care.

"Then Vice Admiral Darren, in your opinion, what is the ranking of the strength of the six Shichibukai members?"

At this time, a female reporter wearing a black dress and big red hair raised her hand and asked.

Darren glanced at her.

The latter immediately showed a professional smile and added:

"I am Scarlett, a full-time reporter for Field News Agency."

As this question was raised, all the Seven Warlords of the Sea were shocked, sat up straight from their own casual state, and stared at Darren closely.

"Rank by strength?"

Noticing Barrett's gaze, Darren suddenly laughed.

"Each of them has different abilities, which are treacherous and powerful. It is not a simple matter to rank their strengths."

"The outcome of a battle depends not only on the hard power itself, but also on the environment, climate, mental state and will. These are all factors that can determine the outcome of the battle."

He waved his hand and winked at the female reporter.

"Please ask the following questions directly to the members of the Seven Warlords of the Sea."

"After all, I am not the protagonist today."

The female reporter named Scarlett smiled and nodded, then turned to look at the long table of the conference, and her eyes finally fell on Moria.

"Mr. Moria, as the person with the lowest bounty among the current Shichibukai, what do you think about this?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present stared at Moonlight Moria with a look of watching a good show.

Under the eyes of those busybodies, Moria's sickly pale face gradually turned red.

"That was a wrong judgment on the part of the Navy!"

He stood up in anger, and the shadow behind him gradually twisted.

"Besides, bounty does not represent strength!"

"Really?"*5

Five different voices of doubt sounded at the same time, and the other Shichibukai raised their heads and looked at Moria with a sneer and sarcastic look.

Moria's face froze.

Then, Darren's half-smile also sounded.

"So Moria, are you questioning the Navy's judgment?"

Moria's face immediately turned red and white, and he opened his mouth.

"Tsk! I won't bother with you!"

He suddenly gritted his teeth and sat down again.

At this time, another reporter raised his hand and asked:

"Mr. Mihawk, I want to ask you a question."

Mihawk looked at him and nodded calmly:

"Okay."

The reporter breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a deep voice:

"Among the members of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, you are the youngest, but your bounty ranks second, as high as 369 million Baileys... With your strength, why do you choose to become a Seven Warlords of the Sea?"

"...According to what we know, you should not be very interested in the so-called fame and power."

"--In order to pursue stronger swordsmanship."

Mihawk's eyes were burning, and he said without hesitation:

"I have seen the epoch-making and powerful swordsmanship from Vice Admiral Darren, and in fact..."

He reached out and gently stroked his broken arm, and a heroic smile appeared on his face.

"I'm betting my arm on the new era of kendo!"

A powerful swordsmanship that is groundbreaking?

Upon hearing this answer, all the reporters were stunned, their faces full of confusion.

Vice Admiral Darren... is he a hidden great swordsman?

When they thought of this, they excitedly typed on the keyboard or wrote and drew on their notebooks, and kept saying "big news, big news..."

However, the naval generals who knew the inside story, such as Gion, Kake, and Huoshaoshan, twitched their mouths wildly, and their heads were full of black lines.

"Ahem, next question."

Darren was a little embarrassed at this time and reminded.

"I have a question for Mr. Fisher Tiger!"

A reporter looked at the fishman with blood-red skin seriously.

"Mr. Tiger, as a fishman, do you have any special purpose in joining the Seven Warlords of the Sea?"

Fisher Tiger pondered for a moment and said solemnly:"I hope to use the power of the Seven Warlords of the Sea to protect the fish-man tribe from illegal invasion by poachers."

"In fact, the Fish-Man Island is about to cooperate with the human world in various aspects. I sincerely hope that a great friendship can be established between the fish-man and human tribes."

"Thank you for your answer, Mr. Tiger." The reporter smiled.

Then another reporter raised his hand:

"Mr. Doflamingo, I want to ask you a question."

"According to the information, you were born in the North Sea, and you once had a fierce war with Vice Admiral Darren, who was still the admiral of the North Sea at that time..."

"So now, do you still have hatred for Vice Admiral Darren in your heart?"

"Hatred?"

Doflamingo glanced at Darren and sneered sinisterly.

"I have almost exhausted all my strength just to control myself from killing him... What do you think? Hehehehehehehe!!"

A strong killing intent emanated from his body, making the reporter feel cold all over.

"I, I know."

He stuttered.

Darren smiled and said:

"Okay, the last question is next."

He randomly pointed to a strange face.

The reporter who was chosen said excitedly:

"Thank you for giving me the opportunity, Vice Admiral Darren. I want to ask Douglas Barrett this last question."

"Mr. Barrett, among the members of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, you have the highest original bounty... Your bounty alone exceeds the sum of the other five."

"What do you think about this?"

The tough Barrett grinned:

"Isn't this normal?"

"My bounty is the highest because I'm strong enough!"

"Unlike some trash who don't even have a bounty of 1 billion, they are not qualified to sit at the same table with me and be on an equal footing."

"What do you mean by this!?" Moria said angrily with a red face.

The faces of others were also quite ugly.

"No, I'm not targeting you."

Barrett sneered at Moria, and a suffocating and terrifying killing intent began to emanate from his body, and beams of black and red lightning began to bloom in the void.

He glanced at Darren standing on the platform, and then looked at the people sitting in the Seven Warlords' Sea.

His long golden hair flew wildly, and his eyes were red like a ghost as he grinned:

"I mean, everyone here... is garbage!"

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Have a nice weekend.