Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Chapter 664

"No matter how many times I hear you call that guy Godfather, I'm still not used to it."

The flying squirrel smiled and held Senior's hand, with a helpless look on his face.

Darren, that guy, didn't want to be a good navy, but insisted on playing the mafia game with Doflamingo. Every time he heard this "Godfather", he always felt a sense of inexplicable disobedience.

Senior did not continue on this topic, but turned sideways to introduce:

"These are the seedlings selected by Mr. Fisher Tiger from the Fishman Street. We have roughly checked their physical condition on the way. Except for some malnutrition, there is no problem."

The Flying Squirrel then looked at the group of curious and immature Fishman teenagers, and a gentle smile appeared on his face:

"Hello everyone, I am the North Sea Admiral Flying Squirrel... Welcome to the North Sea."

"Next, we will spend an unforgettable time together in the 321 branch. You will receive strict and arduous training, and I will try my best to provide you with a comfortable environment."

He waved his hand, and soon several navy soldiers came over carrying a large amount of goods.

"Here are the training clothes prepared for everyone, and a simple banquet will be prepared later."

The navy soldiers quickly distributed the brand new clothes.

The fishmen were well behaved. Maybe it was because they were unfamiliar with the environment, but they didn't cause any conflicts. They lined up to get their clothes and changed into them on the spot.

"So soft!"

"This clothes is so comfortable!"

"..."

They quickly took off their ragged and rough clothes and changed into training clothes. Then they were surprised to find that the training clothes were very comfortable and light, and they didn't feel rough or hard at all.

Everyone's face was filled with a novel smile.

Looking at their ignorant and immature faces, the flying squirrel felt a little sad. The origins of these fishmen were too tragic.

Senior then said:

"The other one is Jinbei, who is the leader of their group."

He called the blue fat man over.

Jinbei looked at the imposing admiral in front of him with some restraint, took a deep breath, and then straightened his chest and said:

"Hello, Mr. Flying Squirrel!"

The Flying Squirrel smiled and waved his hand:

"You're welcome, Jinbei."

"This is your first time at our base. Do you have any questions?"

After the voice fell, the other fish-man boys also looked over curiously.

Jinbei thought for a while and asked carefully:

"Mr. Flying Squirrel, the ability you just showed... May I ask if you are a devil fruit user?"

The Flying Squirrel was stunned, and then smiled:

"Yes, I am a natural thunder fruit user, with the ability to control lightning... Well, you guys have a look."

He raised his hand and pointed.

Boom! !

A beam of blue lightning as thick as a bucket suddenly broke through the sky and sank directly into the earth.

Not far away, a 7-meter-high turret suddenly exploded, a huge fireball burned up, and billowing black smoke came out.

Such a horrifying scene shocked the young fishmen and made their mouths open into an "O" shape.

"Thunder, thunder..."

"Too strong..."

"This blow, I'm afraid even a ship can be destroyed instantly!"

"..."

Born in the Fishmen Street, where have they ever seen such an exaggerated and incredible ability?

Señor's pupils also shrank slightly.

Although under the guidance of Master Doflamingo, he has successfully mastered the domineering power, and his strength is second only to the young master in the entire Don Quixote family.

But if he faced the attack just now, he thought he could not avoid it at all.

Even if he could use domineering power to defend himself, he would most likely be injured after being hit.

However, he had such a thought in his heart.

——This is definitely not the true strength of the flying squirrel.

I have the Young Master's teaching, but Admiral Flying Squirrel also has the Godfather's personal teaching!

And the Young Master can have the powerful strength today, all thanks to the Godfather's guidance!

"Does everyone have any other questions?"

Flying Squirrel asked with a smile.

An octopus fishman boy raised a tentacle and asked curiously:

"That... Mr. Flying Squirrel, I want to ask..."

He seemed a little shy and timid, and hesitant.

"Mr. Senior said that the 321 branch base is one of the most powerful military bases in the world, but why did we just come here and only see a few warships patrolling?"

He looked around and scratched his head with his tentacle.

"... There seems to be no trace of warships inside the base--"

Bang!

He choked in his mouth becauseJinbei next to him had already punched him hard.

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask!"

Jinbei said viciously.

The flying squirrel looked at Jinbei with appreciation, then smiled and said:

"It's okay, you will all know it later."

"Let me tell you a secret, the warships of our North Sea Fleet are not on the sea."

The warships are not on the sea?

The fish-man boys were all stunned, full of confusion.

The flying squirrel smiled and pointed to the direction of the sky. Just as he was about to say something, the call of the Den Den Mushi came from his arms.

The flying squirrel frowned, took out the Den Den Mushi and connected the communication.

A low voice came out, mixed with the sound of the whistling wind.

"Admiral Flying Squirrel, this is Ship No. 3... We found a pirate ship in the A62 area of the North Sea trying to break through the blockade and heading towards the Upside-Down Mountain."

"Please give the order."

The look of Flying Squirrel suddenly became cold, and the murderous aura between his eyebrows made Jinpei and other fish-man boys feel cold.

"According to the regulations, kill them directly."

"Yes! Admiral Flying Squirrel!"

Three seconds later.

A dull explosion was faintly heard from afar.

The voice sounded again:

"Report to Admiral Flying Squirrel, the target has been annihilated."

Flying Squirrel said calmly:

"Well, continue the cruise."

After that, he hung up the Den Den Mushi and looked at Jinpei and others with a smile.

"It's almost time, everyone is probably hungry, right?"

"The banquet is ready here, waiting for everyone to enjoy it."

He waved his hand and signaled his soldiers to take them to the banquet hall.

Not long after, the joyful voices of the fishmen boys came from the direction of the banquet hall.

"What a rich feast!!"

"So many delicious foods!"

"Great!"

"I don't miss home at all!"

"..."

The flying squirrel laughed.

Senior looked at his profile, but his expression was extremely complicated.

The group of naive fishmen boys might not understand what happened just now, but he knew it very well.

He remembered it clearly.

Half a year ago, when he led the family's ship into the North Sea, he did not hang the family flag to hide his tracks. The horrible scene he encountered on the sea:

It was a huge warship made of metal, full of streamlines and cold texture.

The unprecedented shape, with a suffocating sense of oppression... slowly emerged from the sea of clouds in the sky.

Senior could swear that at the moment when the laser cannons on both sides of the warship hull burst into golden light... he clearly smelled the smell of death.

This is the North Sea.

The North Sea under the rule of Rogers Darren, the "King of the North Sea".

"Admiral Flying Squirrel, I'll go back and report first."

Senior exhaled slowly and said softly.

"Not attending the banquet?"

Flying Squirrel asked curiously.

Senior shook his head and said:

"Next time, thank you for your invitation, there are still many things to do in the New World."

"Okay."

Flying Squirrel stretched out his hand.

The two shook hands again, and then Senior boarded the merchant ship and left with mixed feelings.

Waving goodbye to the merchant ship,