Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

The old man was very happy.

"The North Sea is my territory."

Under the shade of the tree, the commodore's voice with a faint smile was full of unparalleled dominance and confidence.

Dorag was startled when he heard the words, and then he couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, I almost forgot that you are the world-famous 'King of the North Sea'."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he saw Darren appear in front of him, Dorag's uneasy and confused heart suddenly became stable.

It was as if it was a kind of relief and relief from the bottom of his heart to see his best friend arrive in time before death or despair.

Looking at Darren, who was dusty and tired, Dorag couldn't help but wonder how far he had traveled to get to him before the others.

So his smile became even brighter.

The shade of the tree swayed slowly in the moist breeze, and the sun cast mottled light and shadows on the ground.

The two sat opposite each other at the wine table, and didn't speak for a while.

It seemed to be in sharp contrast with the lively, noisy and bustling crowd on the street.

"Don't smile stupidly."

Darren suddenly said unhappily.

He pushed the full glass of wine in front of Dorag.

Then he picked up his own glass of wine and took a sip to relieve the dry mouth and fatigue caused by the long journey.

"You shouldn't be so impulsive."

The smile on Dorag's face suddenly withdrew.

Seeing him like this, Darren sighed and said:

"One of us has to speak up."

Drager was silent for a moment, pursed his lips, looked down at his hands that were still stained with blood, and whispered:

"I couldn't control myself at the time."

After whispering this sentence softly, an unspeakable bitterness filled his eyes.

"How bad is the situation?"

"Very bad."

Darren shook his head and said bluntly:

"Vice Admiral Garp has been banned from leaving the headquarters, and the port of Marinford has been completely blocked."

"The top government officials have issued a death order to the headquarters, and you must be arrested and killed on the spot if necessary."

"Except for me, Sakaski and Borsalino have both gone out to sea. I believe they will find this place soon."

Boom! !

Suddenly, bursts of dull thunder came from the distance in the sky.

Gusts of wind blew on the street, and large patches of dark clouds began to gather above the head.

The fallen leaves were blown down by the wind, and the footsteps of pedestrians gradually hurried.

The sun was dim and the sky was gloomy.

Heavy rain... was coming.

Dorag pursed his cracked lips more tightly.

Darren was not in a hurry, just waiting quietly.

"That's a child."

After a long while, Dorag spoke in a hoarse voice.

His voice was very low, revealing an indescribable grief and helplessness, echoing at the corners of the street where pedestrians were in a hurry.

"His kite accidentally landed on the mount of the Celestial Dragons, and the silk thread of the kite accidentally cut his robe."

"It only cut a little corner of his clothes. The Celestial Dragons wanted to kill him for something that should have been a compensation and apology."

"The little boy's parents knelt on the ground and begged for mercy in grief. Their heads were broken and blood flowed all over the ground."

"But it was useless."

"I happened to be there at the time."

"Although I had never really met the Celestial Dragons before, I had more or less heard those extremely bad rumors about them, but I still couldn't believe it at the time... No matter how bad people are, how bad can they be?"

"So I stepped forward, stated my identity, and was willing to apologize on behalf of the little boy."

"This was originally a very small matter, at least that's what I thought."

"But I found out that I was wrong, I was very wrong."

"I deeply underestimated their evil. It turns out that there are really devils in this world."

At this point, Dorag almost laughed at himself.

"After hearing my identity, the Celestial Dragon laughed in anger and ordered to kill the whole family."

"Darren, I don't understand..."

"Why did he have to take their lives for such a small matter?"

Darren looked up blankly at Darren.

Darren didn't say anything.

He took out a pack of wrinkled cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette, bit it and lit it.

Happy families are always similar, but unhappy families have their own misfortunes.

This is common sense in the world.

But the absurd

Yes, when facing the "supreme" Celestial Dragon, the unfortunate family had a similar ending.

"For some people, they will hurt or even deprive others of their lives as a symbol of their power."

Darren looked at Dorag through the drifting smoke with a calm look and whispered:

"So you killed him."

Dorag nodded with difficulty,

"Yes, I killed him."

"Only in this way can we prevent all this from happening."

As if the shock of killing the Celestial Dragon had not completely subsided, his face changed and his breathing became rapid.

"I didn't dare to leave myself any room to think and hesitate, because I was afraid that if I hesitated, I would lose my courage."

"At that time, my brain was already blank, and I felt my chest was extremely hot, as if something was about to explode, and I couldn't help but vomit."

"...When I came to my senses, the surroundings were already in chaos."

"Some people were screaming, some were running away, and some were so scared that they fainted... and the guy who called himself 'God' had his head crushed by me."

"It was as easy as crushing a watermelon... I couldn't believe it at the time. It turned out that the Celestial Dragons would die if they were killed."

He didn't know whether he smiled sarcastically or confusedly.

"So gods can die too."

"But you know, Darren, before I made my move, I was actually very scared."

"Really scared..."

"I know I'm a marine, I can't make a move against the Celestial Dragons."

"Once I make a move, everything I have will be wiped out."

Darren raised his eyebrows:

"Do you regret it?"

"No."

Darrag grinned.

"Because the moment I crushed the Celestial Dragon's head, I woke up."

"With the blood splattering, a feeling of exhilaration that I've never had before surged into my brain."

"That feeling is really refreshing... Can you understand, Darren?"

Darren was silent for a moment, and slowly said:

"I understand..."

"No! You don't understand!"

Darrag interrupted Darren.

"I hope you don't understand either."

Darren thought to himself that I really understand.

But before he could say anything, Darrag suddenly raised his right hand, which was still stained with blood.

The five fingers were slightly bent.

The middle finger and index finger are put together, and the ring finger and pinky finger are put together to form a three-finger dragon claw posture.

"Do you still remember this move?"

Darren nodded and said:

"Dragon Claw Fist."

Drag's eyes lit up and he smiled:

"Yes, Dragon Claw Fist!"

"Your reminder at that time made me create this physical technique."

"But do you know? In fact, after that day, I have been studying how to maximize the power of this move, but no matter how I try, I feel as if something is missing..."

"But at the moment when I attacked the Tianlong man, I subconsciously used this move, but I found what the Dragon Claw Fist has always been missing."

He took a deep breath.

"It's the soul!"

"It's the will!"

"The Dragon Claw Fist doesn't use the power of the fingers alone, but the power of the so-called "claw"!"

"This... is the 'claw' trained to crush the tyrannical and overbearing power!!"

As soon as the voice fell, a thunderclap suddenly came from the sky full of dark clouds.

The pale lightning briefly illuminated the dark sky.

The dark "dragon claw" covered with armed color domineering flashed a domineering and majestic cold light under the reflection of the lightning.

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I ask for everything, and I am grateful.