Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Three days later.

New world.

Misty drizzle.

Two figures, one tall and one short, stepped down from a merchant ship one after another, with their faces and figures covered by wide black hooded coats.

"I didn't expect that birdman to be so bold to arrange the meeting place here... This is really a place full of memories."

The tall figure walking in front slowly raised his head, revealing a sharp and cold profile under the hood, and a faint smile rose at the corner of his lips.

"The world's number one criminal" Rogers Darren.

"It can be seen that he has expressed sufficient sincerity for the upcoming meeting."

Stussy, who was following Darren, said softly.

While talking, she looked at the bustling street with people coming and going in front of her with interest.

The wide cloak coat covered her plump figure, and it was impossible to see what was underneath.

A section of snow-white calves was exposed at the end of the windbreaker, matched with black suede high heels.

The whole person looked very tall and graceful.

"But even I didn't expect that the island that you almost turned into ruins was secretly managed by him in less than two years."

Darren smiled and said:

"After all, he is the most mysterious dark emperor in the underground world. This ability is normal... Information is power."

He walked on the ground paved with various metal coins, and felt that the power of the magnetic fruit in his body seemed to be induced by something and was ready to move.

There was even a faint blue arc between his fingers, beating weakly.

Stussy, who noticed this scene keenly, shrank his pupils.

Information is power?

Maybe.

But on this island, you have absolute power.

Thinking of everything she had witnessed with her own eyes around this guy in the past three days, Stussy felt that everything was like a dream.

She originally thought that she had expected the perversion and terror of Darren, this bastard, but everything she experienced in these three days still completely overturned her three views.

The first day.

After lighting a cigar, the guy naturally picked up a table knife and dug out the rotten flesh and skin crystals caused by high-temperature burns and low-temperature frostbite one by one.

Pieces of rotten flesh slid off the man's body like sticky mud, and the horrific scene of blood splattering... Even Stussy, an agent with superb interrogation skills, was horrified.

What shocked Stussy the most was that this guy remained calm during the "surgery" that lasted for half an hour.

He even had the mood to tease her!

By the time the "surgery" was over, the guy's body was already full of holes, and the bandages and medicines used to stop bleeding had been used up box after box.

But the next day,

When Stussy was helping to change the dressing, she was horrified to find that the large and small tragic wounds on the guy's body had all scabbed over!

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't believe that this was really happening.

Then on the third day,

This guy was able to come to the meeting alive and kicking.

Thinking of the bastard's outrageous behavior on the boat just now, Stussy bit her red lips unconsciously, and her eyes were rippling with anger.

"Two guests, my boss has been waiting for a long time."

Just when Stussy's mind was flying, a figure in a black suit suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, bowed and said.

"Well, lead the way."

Darren nodded.

Under the guidance of the black suit, Darren and Stussy soon came to a luxuriously decorated hotel.

Passing through the hotel lobby, Darren and the others walked slowly into a small meeting room.

"President, the two guests have been brought here."

The black suit said respectfully, then turned and left, closing the door gently.

The lights in the meeting room were not bright, and the elegant oil lamps were dancing with light or dark.

On the large sofa chair, sat a strange-looking figure.

Darren looked at the birdman in a black tuxedo and a black hat, and a smile appeared on his face:

"Mr. Morgans, I have heard of you for a long time."

"Nice to meet you."

Morgans stood up from the sofa, raised his wings and took off his hat, like a well-educated noble gentleman, smiling and saluted:

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Rogers Darren... Are you satisfied with the location of this meeting?"

Darren took out a cigar, bit it in his mouth and lit it, and smiled:

"I didn't expect that the 'Coin Island' that was once a ruin could be resurrected in the hands of President Morgans and restore its former prosperity..."

Morgans waved his wings, modestlyXu Di smiled and said:

"The reason why Coin Island became a well-known trade and commercial island in the New World was because of its superior geographical location and the many trade routes around it... It is not my personal credit that it can prosper again this time."

"This place is where Mr. Darren became famous."

"Mr. Darren rose from the chaotic North Sea and entered the Grand Line with great momentum. The most dazzling first battle must be on this 'Coin Island', destroying the flying fleet of the great pirate Golden Lion Shiki in one fell swoop!"

"But the whole world could not have imagined at that time that the annihilation of one flying fleet was the premise for the rise of another flying fleet."

He glanced at Stussy next to him with a smile.

"Just as no one could have imagined, the Queen of Happy Street, whose reputation spread all over the New World, turned out to be such a close friend of Mr. Darren."

Stusi raised his head and said coldly:

"If you want to die, you can say a few more words."

Morgans hurriedly raised his hands and laughed:

"Sorry, sorry, I'm too gossipy... But Stusi, you should be able to understand, right? Aren't we vultures in the underground world surviving on this sea by relying on all kinds of gossip information?"

Stusi sneered, no longer paying attention to this birdman, and went straight to the sofa next to him and sat down.

Seeing this, Morgans shrugged helplessly and turned to look at the Vice Admiral of the Navy.

"So Mr. Darren, you have seen me."

"Although I do look a little strange, you want to see me, it's impossible that you want to see me just to observe my appearance?"

He stared at Darren with shining eyes:

"What is the big news you are talking about?"

Darren smiled:

"My existence itself is a big news, isn't it?"

"Indeed!"

Morgans nodded in agreement,

"However, I still look forward to some special surprises."

"After all, for this meeting, I have used a lot of connections and energy."

He raised his wings and pointed to another heavy wooden door in the conference room.

"Behind this gate, a live broadcast connecting the whole world is ready."

"Representatives and reporters from more than 100 media organizations and journalists from all over the world have all arrived, patiently waiting for the next moment."

"Mr. Darren, I am indeed very curious... You took such a huge risk to make such a public speech, what exactly do you want to say... or what do you want to do?"

Darren smiled, but did not answer immediately.

Morgans was not in a hurry, and patiently watched the former naval legend and current world criminal in front of him smoking a cigar one after another.

After ten minutes, the black-haired young man put out the cigar and raised his hand to take off the black hooded coat on his body.

A well-tailored suit, the overall color is dark gray, full of the smell of power.

"It is well known that Rogers Darren is a man who will not suffer any loss and will never give up."

Morgans' eyes lit up:

"So you want revenge?"

"No, not just revenge."

Darren took a step and walked towards the wooden door.

He adjusted his black tie and pushed his black hair back with both hands. The aggression and offensiveness in his eyes became more and more fierce.

"I never blame the Five Elders."

"The weak submit to the strong. This is an eternal iron law, regardless of justice and sin."

"If they are stronger than me, if the government's army is stronger than the North Sea Fleet, then I will die for what I have done."

"But I survived, which means... the world government may not be as desperate as the world imagines."

"This also means..."

When he walked to the heavy wooden door, the black-haired young man paused.

He seemed to hear a burst of noisy and noisy voices coming from the other side of the door.

The propaganda force leading to the world can't wait... the world is eager for his answer.

——The answer of "The World's No. 1 Criminal".

He turned his head.

"I have a stronger power, so this time..."

He grinned wantonly in the stunned eyes of Morgans and Stussy.

"... I will set the rules."

"What I want is - a declaration of war!"

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