Chapter 135 I Want to Be the Seven Warlords of the Sea

"Really? My Lord, you should know that you are the representative sent by the World Government to deal with this incident. As for me, I am just a small vice admiral of the Navy Headquarters."

Darren said with some embarrassment.

Crane Staff Officer: "..."

A group of navy officers: "..."

The World Government official almost cried when he heard this. He said with a sad face:

"Vice Admiral Darren, please stop playing tricks on me."

Darren raised his hands in annoyance and sighed:

"Since my Lord insists on doing this, I have to do my best."

"Then, please contact the Five Elder Stars."

Hearing this, the World Government official was as if he had been pardoned.

He hated his stupidity at this time.

At first, he thought it was a good job, but he didn't expect that all his colleagues would be killed after coming here, and he had no choice but to suffer.

He shivered, took out an encrypted Den Den Mushi with trembling hands, and dialed a signal.

"Bulu Bulu..."

The Den Den Mushi's call sounded for a few seconds and was soon connected.

A hoarse, old voice came out, revealing an uncomfortable arrogance and indifference:

"How is the matter handled?"

"Five, five elder stars!"

The official knelt on the ground respectfully and said in a trembling voice:

"Doflamingo is crazy. He completely ignored the majesty of the government and launched a ruthless massacre against us!"

"Fortunately, Vice Admiral Rogers Darren of the Navy Headquarters arrived in time, and I was lucky enough to survive."

"The situation is now under control. Doflamingo has lost his ability to fight... Please make the decision, gentlemen!"

The Den Den Mushi was silent for a few seconds.

"Let Darren, the kid, speak."

Darren heard a familiar voice.

The official immediately bent down and tremblingly handed the Den Den Mushi to Darren with both hands.

Darren took it casually and smiled respectfully:

"Hello, great and noble God of Law and War - Topman Vouchuri Saint. I, Rogers Darren, am honored to be at your service again."

The Den Den Mushi's side.

In the meeting hall of Pangu City, the headquarters of the World Government.

The boiling tea exudes a faint fragrance. The highest authority of the World Government is standing or sitting, exuding a mysterious aura.

On the coffee table in front of them, there is a golden encrypted Den Den Mushi.

At this time, the Den Den Mushi opened its mouth, spitting out a beam of light, projecting a picture on the gray wall.

The figures of Darren, Doflamingo, and Chief of Staff Crane are clearly presented in the picture.

Saint Damocles, no, it should be Saint Topman Vouchuri, who is sitting on the soft sofa, has a smile on his face.

He glanced at Doflamingo, whose life or death was unknown on the ground, and said lightly:

"Well, Darren, how is Doflamingo now?"

"Doflamingo is now under my control and has temporarily lost consciousness." Darren replied.

"Where is the Sky Gold?" The blond Five Elders, the God of Agriculture Shepard Ten Peter Saint suddenly asked coldly.

Darren shook his head in embarrassment and said:

"I'm sorry, I haven't found any traces of the Sky Gold for the time being. According to my speculation, the Sky Gold is very likely to be hidden by Doflamingo."

Hearing this answer, the Five Elders frowned in unison.

They exchanged glances with each other, and the God of Science Defense Zeigolucia Satan, who wore a black flat hat and a white beard, gently pounded his ancient cane and said in a hoarse voice:

"Wake up Doflamingo."

"Yes, sir." Darren waved his hand, signaling the navy.

The navy soldiers kneeling on the ground took action immediately, and soon Doflamingo woke up from his coma.

He struggled to open his swollen eyelids and saw the connected Den Den Mushi on the ground. He quickly understood the situation, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly laughed sinisterly:

"Bah, bah, bah, it turns out that it is you five old immortals——"

Boom! !

A military boot stepped heavily on his head, and the exaggerated force blew a hole, and rocks flew.

Such a rough scene made everyone's eyelids twitch wildly.

Doflamingo groaned, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. The heavy force of this blow made his pupils dilate for a moment, and his face was hit with blood.

"Damn navy! I will kill you sooner or later!!"

He screamed wildly with red eyes, staring at Darren violently.

The ferocious killing intent swarmed out of his body, almost like substance, making the temperature of the air drop a few degrees.

Darren stepped on Doflamingo's head unscrupulously, bent down and sneered:

"Watch your attitude, Doflamingo."

"The one you are talking to now is the Five Elders of the World Government!"

Doflamingo's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he sneered wantonly:

"What the hell are the Five Elders! Without the Sky Gold, aren't you trying to please me like a group of lapdogs?"

"Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... If you have the guts, just kill me. I want to see how you five old immortals will explain to the Celestial Dragons in the Holy Land without the Sky Gold!"

"You are looking for death!!"

Darren was furious, and drew out the saber at his waist with murderous intent, and chopped down towards Doflamingo's neck like lightning!

Chief of Staff He and the sailors nearby all looked horrified and their pupils shrank.

Darren's attack was so swift and without warning that they couldn't stop him at all!

"enough!"

At this time, a gloomy cold shout suddenly sounded from the phone bug.

The saber suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the wind and waves rolled up suddenly spread out.

A shallow bloodstain has appeared on the back of Doflamingo's neck, and blood is flowing out.

Staff Officer He waited for the navy to sweat on his back and gasped.

From such a distance, they could see clearly...

Just a little bit, just a little bit...

If Saint Satan hadn't stopped drinking Darren at the last moment, Doflamingo would be dead now!

"Darren, you did a great job...let this kid go first."

Saint Satan looked at the projected Vice Admiral with deep eyes, was silent for a second, and said slowly.

"Yes, Lord Satan." Darren hesitated for a moment, then slowly retracted his saber and stepped on Doflamingo's foot.

"Baaaaaaaaaaaa..."

Seeing this, Doflamingo laughed even more crazily, showing his teeth stained red with blood.

"Tell me, what do you want, Doflamingo?"

Markas Mazsheng, the bearded Environmental Martial God, exhaled a breath and said calmly.

"My conditions... bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, it's actually very simple."

Doflamingo struggled to hold himself up and let out a maniacal chuckle.

"Isn't your government currently engaged in some kind of Shichibukai system?"

His eyes were filled with strong ambition.

"I can return the heavenly gold to you...but in exchange, I will become a member of the King's Shichibukai!"

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