Chapter 73 Isn't It Good to Be Alive, Crocodile

"As for Shazi... is he a Devil Fruit user?"

Kaji couldn't help but frown and asked.

Darren smiled and said:

"Does it matter?"

The smile on his lips was filled with sarcasm and coldness.

"No matter who this guy is, he is provoking our navy... no, me."

Kaji was stunned and said in disbelief:

"Wait, you said this guy is coming for you?"

He waved his hand to give orders to the navy soldiers, and asked with a doubt:

"This is unlikely..."

The warship quickly adjusted its course.

Darren shrugged and raised his hand to hook his fingers.

With a clang,

two phantom lights, one black and one white, instantly penetrated from the cabin, silently cutting through the void, and in the blink of an eye, they came in front of Darren and hovered in the air.

"It's only been a few days since I raided Wan Guo? When the entire pirate world was silent, this guy dared to attack the navy. Who else could he target but me?"

Darren sneered and stepped on Yan Mo's blade.

"Wait! I'm going too!"

Seeing that Darren was about to leave first, Kaji shouted anxiously.

Darren looked back in confusion.

Kaji's face showed an excited look, and he broke his fists with both hands and laughed:

"Leave this guy to me."

Darren looked at him suspiciously.

What does this guy want to do again?

Kaji straightened his chest and said righteously:

"I am keeping my promise... Didn't I say it? I recognize you, Darren!"

"If any bastard dares to attack you in the future, I will never forgive him!"

Darren laughed dumbly.

"Okay, then come up and stand firm."

Getting Darren's consent, Kaji wanted to step on Yan Mo's blade with a joyful look.

He had long been interested in Darren's special way of traveling.

Stepping on a long sword, flying in the air.

Being strong or not is one thing, but it's mainly handsome!

But before Kaji could get close, a suffocating murderous aura suddenly jumped out from the blade of the demon sword, forcing Kaji's hair to stand on end.

Kaji immediately took a half step back, looking at the long sword with black and purple flame patterns in a look of doubt.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he actually felt the threat of death from this sword.

Recalling the horrific scene of the sword piercing the island that day, Kaji couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"It's not this one."

"Oh, oh, oh."

He said and walked towards another sword - the sea.

"It's not this one either."

"Damn it! Where should I stand then!?"

"Don't you have a saber yourself?"

"..."

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New world.

A certain island.

Yellow sand fluttered in the wind.

The town seemed to have been corroded by the years, and the surface of the buildings turned into dry quicksand, with ruins everywhere.

The navy soldiers fell on the ground in all directions, and many of them were shriveled, as if the moisture in their bodies had been completely sucked out, like mummies, dying.

A domineering young figure sat in the ruins of the collapsed house, stepping on a seriously injured navy.

The young man had a big back hair, his eyes were filled with haze, he was wearing an orange plaid shirt and black trousers, and a black fur coat.

Although he looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, the arrogance and coldness between his eyebrows, as well as the style of a mafia boss, made his overall temperament much more mature than his actual age.

"Damn pirates..."

"Why don't you kill us..."

The dying navy cursed weakly, their eyes full of unwilling hatred, staring at the guy.

This guy is too strong.

All their attacks had no effect on this guy. The patrol force of 200 people was defeated in less than three minutes.

But the most infuriating thing was that this guy who could easily kill all of them in seconds did not choose to do it, but instead asked them to ask for help from the nearby naval branch and troops!

"Killing you little minions will only waste my energy."

The man sneered defiantly, and his hands wearing gem rings sometimes spread out into yellow sand, rolling up a miniature storm.

The navy's expression froze, and their faces turned red because of anger.

"It's really arrogant..."

At this time, an indifferent voice suddenly came from the distant sky.

Almost at the moment when the voice was raised, a touch of snow-white phantom light suddenly penetrated the air and swept across the island at an amazing speed that could not be captured by sight.

Bang!

The man's whole face suddenly exploded into countless gravel.

The next moment,

a tall and cold figure stepped on a black light and landed on the land at high speed from behind the clouds in the sky, wearing a wide snow-white cloak, fluttering wildly behind him.

"It's Vice Admiral Darren!!"

"It's Vice Admiral Darren who came to support us this time!!"

"Great! We are saved!!"

"..."

When the dying navy saw this figure, surprise appeared on their drooping faces, and they looked at the vice admiral who fell from the sky with admiration.

The gravel flew and twisted in the air... and soon gathered into a man's head again.

The moment he saw the Vice Admiral, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but it soon turned into indescribable excitement and fighting spirit.

"At first I thought it would be a branch lieutenant general... Guhahaha, I didn't expect it was you..."

The young man slowly stood up from the collapsed house and stared at Darren with burning eyes, making no secret of his ambition as strong as fire.

"But this is better... the "monster" Rogers Darren of the Navy Headquarters!! "The Terminator of Legend"!! "The Uncrowned King of the North Sea"... Guhahahaha!! Before killing Whitebeard, take it Come and practice it in advance!”

Darren tilted his neck, looked at the familiar guy in front of him, and suddenly grinned:

"Isn't it good to be alive, Crocodile?"

This man was Crocodile in his youth.

He has been making great progress from the Grand Channel and has entered the new world with overwhelming momentum. He is thinking about launching a challenge to the "World's Strongest Man", the white-bearded Edward Newgate.

"you know me?"

Crocodile's eyes lit up and he laughed:

"Guhahaha, that would be great. It saves you the trouble of introducing yourself."

A highly condensed wind salon volume suddenly formed in the palm of his right hand, which quickly expanded to a scale of more than ten meters.

In an instant, strong winds were blowing, and the splashing yellow sand shot out countless holes in the ground and building walls like bullets.

"Then let's get started!"

Crocodile took a long puff of his cigar, but just when he was about to take action——

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

The pitiful screams of a slaughtering pig suddenly came from the sky overhead from far to near.

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