mesmerizing ripples in the guests' red wine.The guests were in high spirits and enjoying themselves.“I'm telling you guys, that battle back then was incredibly dangerous. The Germa 66 are truly a wic..."Donquixote Doflamingo"

Hearing this name, Darren was taken aback. His face immediately contorted into a strange expression.

As a time traveler, he was anything but unfamiliar with this name. One could even say it rang a bell.

One of the future Seven Warlords of the Sea, "The Phoenix"!

"JoKER"! The biggest middleman in the underworld, controlling over half of the world's illegal trading channels.

On the surface, he is the King of Dresrosa, but secretly, he works with Kaido and stirs up world-changing events as the main antagonist!

However,

At this time, the system of the Seven Warlords of the Sea had not yet been established.

Even before becoming one of the Four Emperors who dominate the New World, Kaido is a...

...and Doflamingo ... is just a young punk who's only recently arrived in the North Sea with a few of his men to amass power.

"Yes, this little devil's background..."

The flying squirrel spoke vaguely, with a hint of fear.

Darren smiled and plainly stated:

Isn't he just a Celestial being deprived of his rights, now acting like a stray dog in the North Sea, biting people everywhere

The flying squirrel glanced at Darren. Despite years of working together, he had long known that Darren was a mischievous and chaotic individual who relished stirring up trouble.

But the latter's dismissive tone towards the esteemed World Nobles, the "Celestials," still left the flying squirrel quite exasperated.

"You're awfully calm."

He let out a helpless sigh,

Although Doflamingo has been stripped of his right to reside in Mary Geoise, the blood of a Celestial Dragon still runs through his veins...

"Now that he's raising the Jolly Roger, he's probably going to expand his power in the North Sea and make it his base. We're really in a tough spot now... He might even ruin all our efforts over the past few years."

His expression was a little embarrassed.

"Darren, do we need to report this to headquarters"

Logically, since Doflamingo hoisted the pirate flag, as the North Sea Marines, they would naturally launch an attack against him.

But Doflamingo's status as a Celestial Dragon made people hesitate to confront him.

Darren pondered for a moment.

Doflamingo is indeed tricky.

You have to know, this guy was a madman who dared to rob gold from the sky in the original plot. Relying on his "Celestial Dragon" status, he forced the World Government to give him concessions and gave him the title of Warlord of the Sea.

The Navy also feared him because of his status and dared not touch him lightly.

Although Crane had gone to fight him many times, giving him a lot of trouble, even later when Doflamingo saw Crane's warship he was so scared that he ran away.

This is enough to illustrate the problem.

—Because Doflamingo is still at large.—

Even though she wasn't as powerful as contemporaries like Garp and Sengoku,

the formidable strength of Crane, a Navy veteran strategist, could easily subdue and apprehend Doflamingo before he had fully grown.

But she let Doflamingo slip away from her grasp time and time again.

To put it simply, it's because we're mindful of their status as Tianlong people.

"No, let me handle that little imp. You don't have to worry about it for now."

As for the headquarters, it is estimated that Old General Wargods will soon be unable to sit still.

The flying squirrel nodded and turned to leave the mansion.

Darren lay motionless in the frigid water, lost in thought.

At a certain moment, he suddenly beckoned with his hand.

It was as if a faint spark of electricity flickered between his fingers, an invisible and eerie force field suddenly spreading out.

The next moment, an incredible scene appeared—

Only a coin flew out of the military uniform pocket hanging beside him, moving flexibly and steadily to hover above Darren's palm as if controlled by some eerie power.

If anyone were to see this, they would probably be astonished.

As Darren's fingers twitched, the metallic coins danced around his palm, flipping and swirling like a nimble butterfly.

Super Hero's Magnet Fruit!

In the original story, it belongs to "the era of extreme evil," Eustass Kid's Devil Fruit power as a supernova!

The ability to create magnetic fields, magnetize metal objects, and control magnetic and electrical forces for manipulation of iron and all metals.

This was the spoils of war that Darren acquired during a mafia cleanup operation. After confirming this to be Eustace Kid's magnetic-magnetic fruit, he almost didn't hesitate to eat it.

This Magma Fruit, at its core, is a Devil Fruit with immense development potential and an unlimited upper limit. It's just that Kid, that idiot, developed it into something pathetic.

He could have been the elegant "Magneto", but he chose to play with Lego and be Gundam instead.

It wasted a bug-like divine fruit.

At least in Darren's view, if developed properly, the power of the Magne Fruit is absolutely no less than that of top-tier natural abilities.

And this, naturally, became Darren's greatest trump card.

Thus thinking, he slowly closed his eyes.

He lay there in the freezing water, an unseen magnetic field eerily encasing him. Metal coins danced gracefully, and faint violet electrical arcs pulsed with a glimmering glow from time to time.

Under the influence of the biomagnetic field, the wounds on his body were healing rapidly, and his muscles all over his body were rhythmically undulating and contracting.

This is his newly developed magnetic fruit ability.

By placing the human body within a certain intensity of biomagnetic field, it can help in wound recovery and continuously enhance physical fitness.

Of course, even with his current formidable physique, he could only last for about three hours under this biological magnetic field. The longer the time, the greater the pressure and pain he would endure.

Once the body exceeds its limits, internal organs will suffer irreversible damage.

Time passes by minute by minute…

Accompanied by the action of the biomagnetic field,

In Darren's perception,

All of his physical data,

Every 10 minutes, it will jump up once.

Physical strength 0.01

Power 0.01

Speed 0.01

……

—>

The next day.

Darren put on a brand new uniform, donned his large cloak, and as soon as he arrived at the base commander's office, he saw Jiaji slumped there with dark circles under his eyes, yawning incessantly.

He clearly looked exhausted after an intense night of training.

Darren smiled at the sight, it seemed he had really gotten under this fellow's skin.

"Good morning, Major Jia,"

He gave a greeting.

"Good morning..."

Jia jì mi mi hú de yìng yi ge jù, xuán jí fǎng sì tīng qīng le shēng yīn de zhǔ rén, sùrán yī gè duō shu, cóng shā fā shàng rán mài bēng qǐ.

"Don't get slapped in the face!!"

He put up his defenses, his hands crossing in front of him.

mainly covered his own face.

This must have left a psychological shadow... Darren chuckled and shook his head.

"Don't worry, I know you eat with your looks."

Taking a measuring look at Darren, Jiaji put his hands down slowly.

As if feeling his face was a bit lost, he hard-necked and snorted coldly:

"You're smart enough."

He hesitated for a moment, then added:

"Yesterday's sparring, you know, well, I didn't give it my all."

"After all, you're the top dog in Beihai. If I beat you up in front of all your subordinates, it wouldn't look good."

Darren smiled knowingly.

"Yes, Captain Jia is a genius in the headquarters. How could I possibly be your opponent"

He pulled out a box of cigars and offered one to Jack.

"Of course!" Gary was very pleased with Darren's performance. He crossed his arms and took the cigar from him, a proud smile on his face.

"But Darren, where did you get this cigar This kind of good stuff is rare even in HQ..."

As they were talking, Jiaji had already lit his cigar and was puffing away contentedly.

Darren also sat down beside him, crossed his legs, and lit a cigar.

"I have plenty here. If you like, Captain Shao, I'll have someone send a box over to you."

Section 1: One box

With a quick flick of his wrist, he widened his eyes as if they were burning hot.

He is not a bumpkin who has never seen the world.

This aristocratic cigar, grown in the Belman Island tobacco plantations of the Western Sea, costs over 50,000 Belly per piece.

One box contains 10 pieces, and a carton contains 20 boxes.

That means a box of cigars already exceeds 10 million Belly!

And as a captain in the HQ, his annual salary is less than 2 million Berries!

Darren this guy...where's all the money coming from!

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