Chapter 78 Congratulations on becoming the noble King Shichibukai

"Don Quixote Doflamingo?"

Upon hearing this name, the eyes of the five old stars on the other side of the phone flashed a cold light at the same time.

The image of a blond kid with a wild expression appeared in their minds.

They clearly remember that scene a few years ago.

The blond kid wearing sunglasses, carrying a bloody human head, climbed up the stairs to the sky step by step, came to them, and threw the head at their feet.

"This is my father's head. I want to become a Celestial Dragon again."

This is what he said.

"Darren, what is your relationship with Doflamingo?"

Topman Wuchuli's tone turned cold.

Darren smiled and said:

"Sir, my humble position has no direct relationship with Doflamingo."

"During his tenure in Beihai, the Don Quixote family led by him grew rapidly in Beihai. Beizhi launched many crusade against them, but unfortunately none of them succeeded in the end."

"This is a dereliction of duty by a subordinate."

"But this also reflects that Doflamingo does have strong talents and potential... Since you are now preparing to find a candidate for the King Shichibukai, I just think that maybe Doflamingo will be the candidate. A very good choice.”

"At least……"

He glanced at Crocodile with a half-smile.

"...His strength may be more exciting."

Crocodile's face suddenly turned red and he gritted his teeth.

The five old stars fell silent at the same time.

They exchanged glances with each other, as if confirming some information.

Saint Topman Wuchuli narrowed his eyes and said slowly:

"Darren, Doflamingo is just a small pirate in the North Sea. He is not yet qualified to hold the title of King Shichibukai. He is not within our consideration range."

The smile at the corner of Darren's mouth was inexplicably cold.

"I understand, my lords."

"In this case, I won't bother you adults any more with my humble duty."

"Um."

Telephone bug communication is interrupted.

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Snapped!

The phone bug in his hand was crushed, and a killing intent flashed in Topman Vauchulisheng's eyes, and his tone was cold and authentic:

"Who does this brat of the Navy who knows nothing about heaven and earth, who does he think he is, that he wants to interfere with the selection of the King's Shichibukai?"

Wu Laoxing, holding a katana in his hand, sneered:

"Damocles...you don't believe what he says, do you?"

"We all know the strength of the Falcon very well. Although it has not yet reached the level of the strongest shield of the Celestial Dragons, it is definitely not something Crocodile can kill."

Topman Wuchulisheng glanced at his friend and sneered:

"Of course I know, Saint Izanbalon V. Nasthurō."

"But what does it matter?"

If a CP0 agent dies, he dies. As the top leaders of the world government, they don't feel sorry for him at all.

"It's just that I didn't expect that this kid Darren would grow up so fast."

"His raid on the Ten Thousand Nations this time caused too much noise. Many franchising and non-franchising countries are uneasy about the navy possessing such ultra-long-distance strategic strike power..."

As soon as these words came out, the five old stars were silent and their eyes darkened.

There was a file placed in front of them.

On the front page of the file, Rogers Darren's name and photo were clearly displayed.

Financial Martial God Izanbalon V. Nashoulang Saint gently stroked the purple-black demon sword with his thin fingers, and said with a gloomy look:

"The tide is beginning to change in the Navy."

"Under the influence of this brat Darren, the Navy once again showed signs of being faintly out of our control."

"Especially the brats of the younger generation, each one is more unruly than the other."

The blond-haired Five Star Shepard Ten Peter suddenly said:

"At least Porusalino still obeys our orders, right, Saint Satan?"

He looked at another Five Old Stars.

The man was wearing a black suit, with white curly hair, a fluffy white beard, a black flat hat, and an old cane in both hands.

God of Science and Defense, Saint Jaygolusia Satan!

Saint Satan nodded and said in a cold voice:

"Polusalino has always obeyed the government's orders, and he has always carried out the tasks assigned to him to imprison and supervise Vegapunk."

Saint Topman Vauchuuri, also known as Saint Damocles, smiled and said:

"Perhaps we can use this to... create conflict between the two of them."

Markas Mazsheng, the Environmental Martial God and Five Elder Star with a long white beard, shook his head and said:

"The most important issue at hand is still the plan of the King's Shichibukai."

"The little brat Darren has grown up... His threat to all nations is no less than that of the Golden Lion."

"The existence of the King's Shichibukai can, on the one hand, contain pirates in the new world, and on the other hand, it can also be used to contain the navy."

"But we can't push Darren too much," the blond star said suddenly.

"So, the method back then can no longer be used for the time being." Saint Satan said with lowered eyes.

"Yes, he is not Zefa after all."

Saint Topman Wuchuli said slowly:

"With his character, if we push him hard, we will get an enemy that is crazier and more difficult than the Golden Lion."

His eyes shone with confidence and mastery of everything.

"Actually, this kid's character is also a good thing for us."

"Power, status, fame, women... Since he is greedy for these things, we will give them to him."

"As long as he has desire, we can easily control him."

"The most troublesome ones are those guys who don't have enough oil and salt."

Hearing this, the other five old stars all smiled.

"agree."

"agree."

"agree."

"Seconded."

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Darren looked at the military phone bug slowly falling into sleep, sneered, and crushed the phone bug in his hand to pieces.

"It's really irritating...these old immortals."

He slowly exhaled a dragon-like smoke, turned to look at Jiaji and the others who looked dull, and grinned:

"Isn't the matter settled now?"

Addition:…

A group of navy:...

Ignoring them, Darren turned around and walked towards Crocodile.

"You heard it too, Crocodile."

Darren came to Crocodile, squatted down, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his face.

"It seems I can't kill you anymore. It's such a pity."

Crocodile glared at him.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't look at me like that... When you killed the navy, you didn't care about their feelings."

Darren shrugged helplessly.

"However, death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided."

"You must have killed a lot of sailors and civilians when you traveled from the Grand Channel to the New World... So, it wouldn't be too much to leave something behind, right?"

Crocodile was stunned.

Before he could react, Darren's eyes sharpened, he suddenly pulled out Yan Mo and slashed it down with one strike! !

laugh! !

A severed hand flew up upside down.

Crocodile's mind went blank for a moment, and then he felt unprecedented pain. His eyes were bloodshot and he roared in pain.

"Ahhhhh!! You bastard!!!"

His body was trembling on the ground, and his right hand tightly covered the broken wrist of his left hand, and bright red blood could not stop oozing out from between his fingers.

"Well, this fits the plot..."

Darren told a joke that only he could understand.

"By the way, let me give you some advice. This broken left hand can be equipped with a golden hook, so that it looks more like a pirate."

"in addition……"

He raised his military boots and stepped on Crocodile's chest. Under the eyes of the latter, he moved closer and lowered his voice:

"Remember, I don't kill you not because of the orders of those five immortals."

"Believe me, I have such ability... Even if they kill you here, the most they can do is scold me, which is not painful to me."

"I won't kill you because I have higher expectations for you."

"Remember, Crocodile..."

Darren's eyes made no secret of his burning ambition.

"From this moment on, you are a member of the King's Shichibukai."

"You can continue to make trouble, challenge Whitebeard, or even challenge Roger. I won't care about that...I can even guarantee that neither the Navy nor the World Government will cause trouble for you."

"But remember one thing... you don't obey the orders of the Navy, nor the orders of the World Government, you only obey my orders."

When Crocodile heard this, he felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his pupils trembled.

This guy... has such huge ambitions!

"It seems you understand."

Darren smiled, took out a brand new gilded cigar from his pocket, put it in Crocodile's mouth, and lit it for him.

Then he helped Crocodile straighten his hairstyle, and then slowly stood up.

Under Crocodile's astonished expression, the Vice Admiral showed a bright and mocking smile:

"Well, congratulations, Crocodile."

"From this moment on, you are the noble King Shichibukai-sama."

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