those years of rebirth

Wang Hengxiao was indeed extremely shocked at this time.

No one could have imagined that such a thing would happen here. Although Wang Hengxiao was arrested here, he never thought about his own safety, because his subconscious told him that he would leave here safely.

Unexpectedly, he met these ancient characters.

Son of Yang Luchan.

With surprised eyes, Wang Hengxiao glanced at the other prisoners who had already entered the cabin one after another. It seemed that everyone was in a very difficult situation. At first, they just raised their spirits very well, but at this time, after the sunshine and fresh air all the way Washing, everyone is changing.

Qi and blood breath is getting stronger and stronger.

Yang Dingtian's spirit has also undergone tremendous changes.

Especially the silver hair on his head, which was strangely gradually turning gray, and maybe it would turn black in a short time.

"Little brother should have seen..."

Yang Dingtian saw Wang Hengxiao's astonishment, and said lightly: "Everyone here is not simple. I have fought against a few of them before. However, they were all captured by several foreign countries and transferred here. That Dongyang Hattori He is very strong... These foreigners don't know how deep they are, hum, if everyone here goes out this time, it will definitely turn this place upside down!"

Hattori Ka was placed on the other side of the deck, next to that Indian Patna, without talking, sitting cross-legged with eyes closed, as if adjusting the circulation of breathing, qi and blood.

"The three of us have been imprisoned here for 100 years, 100 meters deep underground, and have never come out. The sunshine here and the air here are very good!"

As he said that, Yang Dingtian's hair had all turned gray, and dark black hair appeared one after another.

But the U.S. Navy passing by no one noticed.

Feeling the more powerful Qi and blood emanating from Yang Dingtian's body, it is getting stronger every moment.

……

"General, can't those four people release the iron cage??"

A captain came over and asked Chris.

All the prisoners should be locked in the cabin, and the remaining four are locked in cages, but it is difficult to lock them into the cabin.

Chris hesitated for a moment, thinking of Anthony's explanation, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, let them be on it, and cover them with a canvas at night."

The captain nodded and went to make arrangements.

Chris took the diary in his hand and flipped through it. I don’t know why, this warden named Jax is a knowledgeable person. He can speak Hindi, Arabic, Chinese, and Japanese. He occasionally inserts a few sentences in these languages ​​in the diary. , making it difficult for him to read.

Those English letters that I know are intermittent, but it is difficult to gather them into a fluent language.

The text written in several languages ​​like this is basically incomprehensible to others except the writer himself, because the grammar of each language is different, and it is incomprehensible to others when written in a combination that he understands. Even the same experts who are proficient in these languages ​​​​can't read them, they can only read vocabulary, but can't gather them into sentences.

Of course, there are so many talents in the world now, and the United States has gathered more, so it is possible to slowly understand the meaning.

Chris thought for a while, put away the log, went back to the warden, and let him solve it. This can be regarded as a complete handover.

……

The warship sailed for half a day and arrived in New York Harbor in the middle of the night.

A large number of policemen have already gathered here waiting here, they are all here to pick up and drop off the prisoners.

Chris stands on the pier, handing over to Warden Chandler.

"Here are some guys who are dying of old age."

Chris looked at the prisoners who came down one by one into the prison van, and said casually: "I hope it won't cause you any trouble, but I think it's just a waste of some food. But this is America, a paradise for the poor, and we won't let them Starved to death."

The Chandler family is in the prison industry. This new prison was jointly opened by their family and the US government. The more prisoners they can collect, the more money they will make and the more influential they will be.

In Europe and the United States, there are many prisons in many countries that are privately run. The government handed over the prisoners and gave the prison operators a sum of money, and the operators can use these free labor to do some things and earn another sum of money.Therefore, prisons are also a relatively profitable industry, but it is difficult to develop without a government background.

"Hehe, General Chris, it's a pleasure to meet you. We held a reception during the day, which was attended by many New York businessmen and officials, and there must be celebrities. I think if the general can attend, it will definitely surprise us all. "

Chandler naturally hoped to build a relationship with Chris, and said with a smile: "We will deal with these prisoners properly. They are all old things. Even if they die, no one will pursue them now, do you think so? General! "

Chris nodded, thinking of the stars in New York, his eyes lit up immediately, and said: "Okay, Mr. Chandler, I will be stationed here for a few days, I think I can go to the reception after a short rest, we will spend Have a nice day."

Chandler nodded: "That's great, I'll send someone to pick you up."

Chris smiled and said: "Thank you, by the way, this is a diary left by the first warden of the so-called Prison of God. I can't understand it. If Mr. Chandler is a language genius, maybe Understandable."

Chandler nodded and said, "Hmm, my son happens to be a language genius. If I show him, he will be excited. You know, geniuses are always strange."

Chris shrugged and left.

Chandler turned and walked over to the five prison cars, three of which contained more than forty prisoners, and the remaining one contained four huge iron cages. They had already been loaded and were waiting for Chandler to give orders.

"set off!"

Chandler gave an order, and the police car cleared the way and drove towards the urban area.

They left from the port, crossed the New York City area, and went to the west side of the city area, where there was a huge prison that had just been built, and it was expected to accommodate more than [-] prisoners in the next ten years.

The construction of such a prison on the fringes of America's largest and most prosperous city is also a testament to how much darkness lies beneath the surface of America's prosperity.

By the time we left the port, it was already getting light.

In a hurry, Chandler ordered to go straight through the city center and take the shortest road.

"Sharp, this is something you like. General Chris gave it to me. The first warden of the so-called God's Prison was a language genius. There are diaries written in several languages. Take it Let's see."

Chandler handed over the diary that Chris gave him to his son, a young man in a suit, Sharp who came here because he wanted to take over the family business, a new prison city, and within the next five years, Sharp will take over as the warden, So he came here for an internship ahead of time, but he actually didn't like this line of work. What he liked was research, language research. He was a genius. He was able to learn fluent Chinese from the Chinese workers at home when he was five years old.

At this time, he is proficient in almost all languages ​​​​in the world.

Unfortunately, Sharp, who was engaged in the research of ancient languages, was captured by his father to inherit the family business.

Hearing what his father said, Sharp took the diary excitedly, fumbled for the old cover, and said with a smile, "Father, this is the best gift you have given me in ten years."

Before, Chandler gave Sharp all money, or luxury goods, such as sports cars, which Sharp didn't like.

This is the best gift he has ever received.

Chandler smiled helplessly, a little disappointed, but also a little relieved. Disappointed that his son seemed to have difficulty in inheriting the family business, he was relieved that his son had the same persistence as himself and remained unchanged.

Sharp has turned the first page!

It was written in Chinese, English, Japanese, Sanskrit, and Arabic, which immediately excited Sharp. This kind of difficult language game is exactly what he likes the most.

After translating the words one by one, they formed chaotic words one after another. Sharp tried to form logical sentences.

Sharp, who was involved in it, was very focused, taking out his notebook and remembering something.

……

Wang Hengxiao felt very heavy at this moment.

Hattori He, who was full of silver and long hair, also became full of black hair at this time, just like Yang Dingtian, while Patna's figure gradually became fuller, from the initial mummy-like figure to thinner, eyes She was radiant and couldn't hide it.

The aura that has been hidden for a hundred years is frightening.

What kind of impact will these people have on the world if they lose their shackles? ? ?

"This little Japanese can't bear it anymore. When he disembarked just now, a few Japanese people whispered a code word to him. They will definitely do it soon. Young man, let's be careful when the time comes. There are more Japanese people, so we will close behind There are a lot of Orientals coming in...but we are not weak, Xiao Guo, Master Dai are still there, plus you..."

Yang Dingtian's eyes flickered, obviously planning something.

The two of them were locked on the first floor, separated by a layer of steel plates, and Hattori and Patna were locked up below.

And Yang Dingtian's speech was just like Wang Hengxiao's conversation with his apprentice. He used superb skills to directly vibrate the air, and the sound appeared in his ears, which was difficult for others to touch, let alone through a layer of steel plates.But when he just got off the boat, Yang Dingtian felt that Hattori He and Patna were talking to several people.

In fact, Yang Dingtian himself had a conversation with a few Chinese.

Left underground, they are a bunch of lawless people.

The reason why they don't act on the warship is because in the sea, they can't see the world and the ground, and many people are slowly recovering their strength.

For so many years, almost all the masters have hidden all their energy and blood in their bodies. The most powerful is that Indian Patna, who has almost turned into a mummy. If he lies motionless on the ground, No one would think that he was alive, but that he was a corpse that had been dead for many years.

boom……

One of the two cars holding dozens of other prisoners in front suddenly made a loud noise, and a figure shot up into the sky, breaking through the metal carriage.

But Sharp, who was in the front luxury extended business car, had a shocked and ugly expression on his face, and said loudly: "Father, stop quickly, these are a group of lunatics, a group of god-like lunatics!"

(To be continued)