The first day of the 1493rd year of the Haiyuan calendar, Zhan Guo was very angry.

"What on earth is going on!?"

"All the ammunition stocks in the abandoned port of D1 have been taken away!?"

In the admiral's office, Zhan Guo roared like thunder, spraying the messenger who came to report with spit.

He was very angry.

Since the "defection" of Drago, the military expenditure received by the Navy Headquarters from the World Government has been greatly reduced.

In addition, the erasure of Drago's navy identity and the chain political reaction caused by the fermentation of the incident have already made him, the admiral of the navy, overwhelmed.

The position of Admiral of the Navy, which was originally set in stone, was gone, and Zhan Guo had to endure the heartache to comfort that bastard Garp.

But who can comfort him, the admiral who endured humiliation! ?

Although the D1 port had been abandoned long ago, and the ammunition stock there was not much, but now it was time, and a mosquito was still meat.

The occurrence of this incident almost made Zhan Guo explode immediately.

"That admiral Zhan Guo... after our later investigation, we found that the ammunition stock was not moved away, but detonated."

The messenger carefully observed Zhan Guo's face and whispered.

"Detonated?"

Zhan Guo raised his eyebrows.

The young messenger heard the anger that was about to be suppressed in Zhan Guo's tone, and hesitantly said:

"Last night, someone saw from a distance that there was a grand fireworks display in the direction of D1 Port..."

"Many people thought it was a New Year's Eve celebration arranged by the headquarters..."

Zhan Guo gritted his teeth when he heard it.

But the blue veins on his forehead were so exaggerated that the messenger felt that they would burst at any time.

So he dared not delay any longer and hurriedly said:

"Early this morning, a soldier came to report that Brigadier General Rogers Darren admitted that he had used the batch of ammunition at Port D1."

"Darren?"

Zhan Guo was stunned, and then he became furious:

"Is that stinky boy crazy!?"

"A good batch of ammunition, he actually used it to set off fireworks!?"

"He thought this was his North Sea!!"

"Hey... what's in your hand?"

Zhan Guo suddenly stopped, and saw the messenger in front of him trembling and handing over an envelope.

The envelope has been opened.

It was a check.

There are many banks in this sea, and the check in front of him is a promissory note from a bank under the World Government.

"Brigadier General Darren said that this time he misappropriated the ammunition to please his lover, and he is willing to compensate for all the expenses and express his deep apologies for the inconvenience caused by this matter."

The messenger presented the envelope with both hands and bowed.

Looking at the long string of "zeros" on the check, Zhan Guo opened his mouth and accepted it silently.

He suddenly felt less angry.

After a few seconds of silence.

He coughed twice and said calmly:

"Well, forget it this time. After all, love is really important."

"Go back and tell that brat not to make such a big noise next time."

"Yes, General Zhan Guo." The messenger didn't dare to look up, for fear of seeing some expressions that shouldn't be seen.

"By the way, Darren should go back to the training camp today, right?"

Zhan Guo hid the check, suddenly remembered something, and asked another question.

The messenger replied respectfully:

"Not yet. I heard that Lieutenant General Garp sent someone to call Brigadier General Darren over early this morning."

Garp...

Zhan Guo thought for a moment and waved his hand:

"Okay, you go first."

The messenger bowed again, touched the stack of banknotes in his pocket, and fled out of the office.

As the door of the office closed again, Zhan Guo stood there for a moment and took out the check again.

He suddenly cursed fiercely:

"This prodigal boy is really willing to spend a lot of money... 200 million Baileys just to set off a fireworks show!"

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Darren was panicked.

Standing on the abandoned port where the "fireworks" had just been set off last night, he looked at Garp, who was full of gloom and murderous, and felt the majestic momentum coming towards him...

He was panicked.

At this moment, his brain began to work rapidly.

Could it be that he acted too hard, and this old man blamed him for beating up Dragon?

Or was it that his relationship with Gion was finally discovered, and he felt that his cabbage was eaten by a pig, and then came

Beat myself up to vent my anger?

Just as Darren was thinking about it, Garp, who was wearing a dog-head hat, suddenly took a step and walked towards him without saying a word.

The heavy footsteps, the tightly clenched fists, and the terrifying momentum that kept rising... made Darren's throat roll.

"That... Vice Admiral Garp, why did you ask me to come here?"

"I didn't do anything... All the actions were instructed by Admiral Sengoku, you can't blame me..."

Darren's mouth twitched, and his body subconsciously stepped back.

If it were someone else, he would not be afraid at all.

But the guy in front of him is Garp!

The man standing at the top of the fighting power in this sea!

And this guy's son just defected from the navy, and he must be extremely angry. Now he probably wants to find someone to vent his anger.

The most important thing is that Garp is the only unreasonable hard bone in the navy!

I am still sore and weak now. If I get beaten up by him, I will be out of action for several days! ?

But when Darren retreated, he found that his back hit something hard.

He looked back.

It was a huge abandoned warship that was 20 meters high.

However, at the moment Darren turned his head, a terrifying pressure like a landslide suddenly surged in front of him.

His heart was beating uncontrollably at this moment, and the blood in his body seemed to boil in an instant under the pressure of death.

Darren's body was instantly tense to the extreme, and he naturally entered a fighting state.

But when he looked forward——

An ordinary fist had been constantly enlarged in the reflection of his pupils.

Darren's pupils shrank into thin needles.

This punch...

He couldn't describe it in words at all.

There was no domineering, no strange vision, no fist wind, no flame... Even the speed was so slow that it was clearly visible.

But at this moment,

Darren suddenly felt a sense of despair...

He couldn't take this punch!

So.

Darren could only watch Cap's punch approaching his face at an ordinary speed.

It brushed past his hair and

hit the abandoned warship behind him.

Bang!

A slight muffled sound came out.

A plain sound.

It was like the sound of a child shaking a stick and hitting the wall.

But the next second——

Boom!!

The entire huge abandoned warship...completely exploded into pieces all over the sky!!

The violent wind of the raging waves passed across the ground, destroying everything behind Darren, including the warship and several heavy military artillery turrets, like a shock wave.

Gurgle...

Darren swallowed his saliva.

"Vice-Admiral Garp..."

Before he could finish his words, Garp, who had been lowering his head, suddenly raised his head and grinned at him:

"Want to learn? I'll teach you."

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I'll be grateful for everything.

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