Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

Chapter 65 Meeting old friends

After coming out of the tavern, Darren did not return immediately.

This time he went out on a mission without bringing any warships or subordinates with him. It was a long journey from the New World to the Navy Headquarters, Marineland, and the injury had not fully recovered. The safer way was to hitchhike and take the warship of this guy Kaji. Return.

It would take an hour or two to resupply the warship, and Darren took advantage of this free time to deal with his own affairs.

Returning to the familiar top-floor box of the luxury hotel, as soon as he opened the door, a handsome figure was already sitting on the leather sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, waiting for him.

Today, the Queen of Happy Street is wearing a black hollow dress and black high-heeled shoes with red soles and stilettos. She sits there with her legs crossed, her white toes gently hooking the suspended high-heeled shoes, looking mysterious and charming.

The charm of a young woman hits her face without losing her elegance.

"Got to go?"

Stusy held a glass of red wine gracefully, and the liquid rippling under the light made her lips even more attractive.

"Didn't you already receive the news? That guy from Golden Lion is getting restless again."

Darren smiled and closed the door, walked to the bar and poured himself a glass of whiskey.

As a senior agent of the world government's highest intelligence agency, this woman certainly has certain access to the internal orders and movements of the navy.

"The Golden Lion has great ambitions. With his fighting power and ability, even the government is afraid of him."

"This time he takes action again, he must be planning something."

Stussy narrowed her eyes and said calmly.

Darren raised his eyebrows, turned around and smiled:

"So does this mean for me to be careful? I thought you would really want me to die in the hands of the golden lion... In that case, your secret will naturally be completely buried with my death."

Stussy smiled sweetly and said:

"When I first heard the news, I really wanted you to die."

"But then I thought about it, and I thought, wouldn't it be a pity if an interesting man like you... died like this?"

"I see, I understand..." Darren nodded in realization.

What do you unserstand?

Stussy was stunned.

But before she could react, the Vice Admiral in front of her had begun to unbutton her clothes and walked towards her step by step.

? ? ?

"What are you doing!?"

Stussy's face changed slightly, cracks appeared in her inner calmness, and a flash of panic flashed in her eyes.

Darren said of course:

"You said you were reluctant to let me die...don't you just covet my body?"

This damn guy!

What exactly is in your head!

Stussy said angrily:

"Didn't you say that was the last time?"

Those shameful postures from the last time came to mind, and a faint blush stained her face, which was pretending to be calm and charming.

Darren smiled and said: "We are all adults, there is no need to go around in circles, right?"

"This bastard..." Stussy bit her lip, without caring about anything, she walked around Darren and walked out of the room as if she was running away.

Looking at the somewhat flustered back of the Happy Street Queen, Darren couldn't help but smile.

When the door of the box closed again, Darren picked up the wine glass and took a sip, sat down on the leather sofa, and suddenly smiled:

"Come out, she's gone."

As soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of breeze quietly flowed through the room.

Murderous intent suddenly appears!

The light green wind began to compress into a miniature hurricane in front of Darren, and a tall figure loomed out of the storm.

Darren, who was sitting on the sofa, his eyes narrowed and he pounced like a tiger.

The two of them shot almost at the same speed!

The five fingers are spread out and bent together to form a three-fingered dragon claw...the starting position is exactly the same!

"Dragon's Claw!"

Two three-fingered dragon claws lingering in black light cut through the air, outlining the black illusion of disillusionment and domineering, destroying the power and will of all hegemony, and collided heavily in mid-air!

boom!

A dull explosion suddenly exploded.

The air suddenly condensed for a moment, and the storm exploded, sweeping every corner of the room.

It's just that both of them who shot at the same time controlled their power perfectly, so that the blast of air didn't shatter the glass and walls.

have equal shares!

However, after this attack, both of them changed their moves without hesitation.

Take a knee!

Throw your elbow!

Like an arrow shot from a tight bow!

boom!

Knees collided, elbows leaned against each other.

The explosion started again.

The two figures each took a step back.

Then his waist and knees exploded with strength at the same time, and he punched brazenly!

The air seemed to solidify due to the fists of these two people, and circles of white ripples bloomed.

"Fist bone!"

The two collided heavily, and they were separated at the first touch, and they both took several steps back.

"Hahahaha, you really learned my old man's boxing skills!"

The figure that seemed to be blurred by the hurricane finally appeared slowly and became clear.

The figure had a deep and cold aura, wearing a dark green hooded coat that covered most of his face. As he stood there, he exuded a domineering aura.

Darren raised his head, looked at the man in front of him with a smile and said:

"Sasi ignores Dana, Dorag."

The person who came was clearly Dorag.

Dorag raised his hand and took off his hood, revealing his domineering face without eyebrows. His black hair was messy and scattered behind his head, and he smiled cheerfully:

"Your strength...has become a lot stronger, Darren."

He looked at Darren with deep shock and complexity in his eyes.

How long has it been since we last parted?

In just half a year, Darren has broken through that shackles and officially entered the level of general-level combat power, on par with him.

Moreover, after testing a few moves just now, Dorag was even more shocked to find that Darren's physical hardness... far exceeded his expectations!

Coupled with the exaggerated burst of power, if he hadn't suppressed his close combat skills and dominance, he might not be a match for Darren.

The most important thing is that Darren actually learned the Dragon Claw Fist he developed and the old man’s boxing techniques!

What kind of talents are these! ?

Are you the real "monster"?

Darren threw a cigar to Dolag with great interest, sat down again, and said with a smile:

"Well, I found a very good teacher."

"Teacher Zefa?"

Dorag raised his eyebrows, put the cigar under his nostrils and took a deep breath. A look of enjoyment appeared on his face, as if he was about to cry.

He hasn't smoked such a good cigar in a long time...

"No," Darren shook his head.

"That's...my old man?" Dorag asked again.

Darren shook his head anyway.

"Who is that? It can't be Old Man Kong who is guiding you personally, right?"

Dorag couldn't wait to light the cigar and couldn't help but become curious.

Darren smiled and said:

"Hundred Beasts Kaido."

Dorag:? ? ?

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