Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

You are different now than when you were in Beihai, brat. You can't mess around with many things like you did in Beihai.

Zefa was not wearing sunglasses as usual, so Darren could clearly see the seriousness shining in his eyes.

This time the navy was able to successfully defend Marinefando, and you are definitely indispensable.

After this battle, the military exploits you have accumulated are enough for you to step into the ranks of the core decision-makers at the top of the headquarters.

The generals of the headquarters, the middle and lower-level soldiers, and even the people all have high expectations for you. If you really cause something bad with Big Mom at this time...

Zefa's words were a bit cryptic, but he believed that with Darren's intelligence and political acumen, the latter would definitely be able to understand.

Of course Darren understood.

But you may be worrying too much.

Am I that kind of person?

The terrifying meat mountain appearance of Big Mom in the original plot came to mind, and Darren felt a chill and shivered.

He sighed and said with a helpless smile:

Teacher Zefa, don't worry, there is absolutely no way that I have anything to do with Big Mom.

Zefa looked at him suspiciously and said coldly:

I've heard that when you were in Beihai, you were very interested in mature women...Although Charlotte Lingling is relatively older, her appearance is still outstanding.

Cough cough cough...

Darren coughed violently.

Even though he was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he was still a little unaccustomed to Zefa's serious questions.

I really have no interest in her, Teacher Zefa!

Then why does she want you?

That's because she is greedy for my body and wants to have children with me! She is despicable!

Darren gritted his teeth.

Zefa carefully examined Darren's expression, nodded slowly after a while, and said:

Well, that's good. I'm just reminding you...and in Gion, I just pretend that I don't know about this.

Darren secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zefa continued:

Other than that, it's just about graduating training camp.

According to previous practice, at the end of each officer training camp, there will be a commemorative graduation ceremony... At the graduation ceremony, the chief of each training camp will speak on behalf of other trainees.

Among the members of this training camp, you are the well-deserved chief candidate, there is no doubt about it.

Just prepare yourself and say some encouraging words to your peers and juniors when the time comes. It can also be considered as sharing your thoughts and experiences.

Speaking of this, Zefa didn't know what he thought of, and the corner of his mouth twitched for no reason.

Darren keenly noticed this little movement and couldn't help but ask:

Teacher Zefa, what are you worried about?

Zefa suddenly looked like he had eaten shit, and waved his hand vaguely:

It's okay. Anyway, just prepare your speech carefully... I am very confident in your kid's ability.

He would not tell Darren how shocking the speeches made by the chiefs in the previous two training camps were.

With that said, Zefa patted Darren on the shoulder, stood up and walked out of the ward.

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Ten days passed quickly.

During these ten days, Darren enjoyed a rare paid vacation, and finally understood Porusalino's happiness.

Because of his special status and outstanding military exploits, the ward he is in is a high-end private ward that only lieutenant generals and above are eligible to stay in.

The doctor's skills are top-notch, and so are the nurses.

Ever since, Darren has lived a wonderful life with food in his mouth and clothes in his hand every day.

Coupled with Tianyueshi's caring care and attention, and cooking various nutritious delicacies for himself every day, Darren feels that his life is so happy.

As for Gion?

Although Gion was a little angry at first as to why Big Mom was targeting Darren, her anger immediately dissipated after seeing the tragic injuries on Darren's body.

Even under Darren's uneasy kindness, he was forced to play several shameful games in this private ward with excellent soundproofing.

This day.

Mr. Darren, your injuries have fully recovered! Your body is as strong as a tiger!

The female doctor with long maroon hair and half-rimmed glasses looked at the examination form in her hand, and a look of disbelief appeared on her beautiful face.

Miss Aizawa, as my personal doctor, shouldn't you know very well whether I am strong or not?

Darren, who was smoking a cigar, looked at the woman in her early thirties and smiled.

The ascetic temperament brought by his status as a doctor, but he has a graceful figure that cannot be concealed by a white coat, which is really pleasing to the eye.

Mr. Darren...

A blush flashed across Dr. Aizawa's face, but he couldn't help but secretly glance at Darren's naked upper body.

The sharp-edged muscle lines are filled with the attraction of male hormones, and the criss-crossing scars are even more wild. Coupled with the outstanding appearance of the man in front of him and the various legendary auras on his body...

Just as she was thinking about it, Darren had finished smoking a cigar, got off the bed, and put on a brand new military uniform under the former's regretful eyes.

After tying the black tie meticulously, Darren gently held the female doctor's hand. Under the latter's shy gaze, he lowered his head and kissed the back of her white hand, smiling and saying:

Then Miss Aizawa, thank you for taking care of me during this time.

After doing all this, Darren left the infatuated female doctor behind, put on a snow-white cloak and walked out of the ward.

Go through the corridor and walk out of the military hospital door.

Three figures who were tall and unusually tall were already waiting there.

Sakaski was wearing a military cap and military uniform with a straight and solemn look. He had a lit cigar in his mouth and stood there like an unyielding war gun.

Porusalino had his hands in his pockets, his expression was casual, and he looked like he was in a state of confusion.

When Kuzan, who was punching the air and looking enthusiastic, saw Darren, he excitedly waved hello:

Darren! We've been waiting for you for a long time!

Darren smiled and walked towards the three of them.

Ready?

Sakaski glanced at Darren indifferently and said slowly:

Although the hearing for promotion to Lieutenant General of the headquarters is just a formality, some inappropriate questions will inevitably be asked.

Darren smiled and said:

I don't care...what about you? Aren't you afraid that someone will vote against it?

Sakaski did not answer, turned around and strode towards the direction of the Marshal's Mansion with a solemn aura.

The broad cloak fluttered, as if it was beating with strong iron and blood.

They don't dare.

Darren shrugged.

Well, as expected of Sakaski.

Porusalino next to him smiled and said teasingly:

With this momentum, I don't know why I thought I was going to start a war...

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My cervical spondylosis happened again and the pain was excruciating. I went to the hospital for acupuncture and massage therapy today.

No updates, sorry.