Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

Yes, Warring States General, Douglas Barrett has been captured and is now being held in the cabin.

The cool sea breeze blew against their cheeks. Darren and Porusalino lay side by side on the beach chairs on the deck, like two dried salted fish, smoking cigars leisurely.

On the small coffee table between the two of them, there was a military phone bug connected to the signal. The phone bug vividly simulated the image of Sengoku's afro wearing black-rimmed glasses.

Well, you certainly didn't disappoint me, Darren.

After hearing the good news, Seng Guo was obviously in a good mood, grinning widely.

It is indeed a very correct choice to give you the right to launch the demon-slaying order this time.

Darren took a sip of whiskey, enjoying the warm sun comfortably, squinting and smiling:

Yes, the three seniors and nearly 10,000 navy colleagues all played an extremely important role in this arrest operation.

Upon hearing these words, the three lieutenant generals who stood respectfully behind Darren and Porusalino all twitched their mouths.

Ah That's good.

Warring States nodded and said:

What about the battle damage? According to the intelligence obtained before, Douglas Barrett has terrifying firepower that is not inferior to the Demon-Slaying Order. Although his Devil Fruit ability is suppressed by you, it should have caused a lot of trouble.

Darren pondered for a moment and said slowly:

The battle damage is zero.

Warring States Period:…

After a long silence, Warring States seemed to have digested the news and asked slowly:

Boy Darren, what are you going to do with Barrett?

How to deal with Douglas Barrett must be decided by the Warring States General yourself. I am just the executor of this mission.

Darren said in a humble tone:

Without the full support of the Warring States General, this operation would never have achieved such success.

Listen, listen, the art of speaking!

The three lieutenant generals behind him looked confused.

They looked at Darren with disbelief and admiration in their hearts.

He is indeed a monster, and he is as thick-skinned as a monster.

Warring States was obviously very impressed by Darren's words, and couldn't help but laugh and curse:

You kid, don't use the same tricks you did in Beihai against me!

Three Lieutenant Generals:...

General of the Warring States Period, why don't you hold back?

The corners of your mouth can't even be suppressed by a cannon.

Hurry up and tell me what you think. If you really can't recruit him, then you can only send Douglas Barrett directly to Impel Down.

Sengoku asked urgently.

Darren nodded and said solemnly:

Sengoku General Douglas Barrett is a very arrogant guy. It is very difficult to get him to agree to become a member of the King's Shichibukai.

He regards Oshichibukai as a government lackey and regards our navy's invitation to him as an insult.

But I will try my best to do his ideological work well.

Warring States said in a deep voice:

That's up to you, Darren.

Telephone bug communication is interrupted.

Watching the phone bug in front of him slowly fall into a deep sleep, Darren stretched greatly and stood up from the beach chair.

I really can't stop for a moment.

He sighed helplessly, chewed his cigar and walked towards the cabin.

…

In the dark cabin, the air was filled with a damp smell of rancidity and blood.

The oil lamp on the ground swayed slightly as the warship sailed, outlining mysterious light and shadow.

When Barrett opened his eyes, he seemed to have noticed something, and his eyes were staring at the figure sitting in the shadow with anger.

Darren!!

His eyes were red, and he subconsciously wanted to pounce like a beast, but found that his body could not raise the slightest strength at all, and the cold shackles embedded in the wall made a clattering sound.

Don't waste your energy. I know your physique better than anyone else... so I used sea tower stone shackles that are close to the highest purity.

The lights flickered, and Darren's angular cheeks were looming in the shadows, with a smile on his lips.

He was sitting on a stool, leaning back leisurely against the back of the chair, crossing his legs and holding a cigar in his mouth.

The burning cigar lit up a red light in the dark cabin prison.

If you have the guts, let me go and let's fight in a duel!!

Barrett gritted his teeth.

Darren looked at him like he was an idiot:

Did you train your muscles so hard that your brain went crazy? It took so much effort to catch you... and you asked me to let you go?

As for a duel... can you beat me?

Barrett's expression froze, and he gritted his teeth so hard that he almost broke them.

Then just kill me!

What kind of bullshit is your Majesty Qibukai? I will never give in!

You want me to be the government's lackey? Stop dreaming!!!

...Okay, okay, I know you don't want to, and I have no intention of continuing to persuade you.

Darren raised his hands, as if I had no idea what to do with you, and said angrily:

I just came here to chat with you. This environment should be familiar... We had an unforgettable experience in a similar prison...

After hearing Darren's words, Barrett's wariness subsided a lot.

He was silent for a moment, seeming to be recalling the days when he and Darren were trapped in the Beast Pirates prison.

What do you want to talk about?

He said coldly, although his tone was stiff, he was obviously not so resistant.

Darren smiled and said:

I'm thinking, you were stronger than me when we were in jail together, but how can I beat you now?

--you!!

Barrett's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, his chest heaved rapidly, and he stared at Darren with a gnawing look, clearly as angry as if he was going to explode.

If it weren't for the shackles of the sea tower stone, even if he was killed in the end, he would still rush forward and fight this damn guy who deserves a beating! !

Don't be so angry, I'm just stating a fact.

Darren muttered:

The look in your eyes is really scary...

——Darren!! You are bullying me too much!!

Barrett roared angrily, his face turned red and purple, and suddenly he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Look at you, you are so anxious...

Darren glanced at Barrett with disappointment and sighed:

I actually don't mean anything else, I'm just a little confused...Didn't you board Roger's pirate ship?

Logically speaking, with so many top experts on the Oro Jackson, you should not lack teachers for guidance and training.

And look, even though you successfully developed a powerful move like 'Devil Form', you were able to learn it so easily... This doesn't make sense no matter how you think about it, does it?

Barrett was stunned and said angrily:

so what!?

Darren scratched his head and asked:

I'm a little curious, who was responsible for guiding and training you when you were on the Roger Pirates?

Barrett gave him a cold look and said proudly:

——'Pluto' Rayleigh!

No wonder……

Darren suddenly realized.

It turns out to be that famous teacher...

···

···

···

···