(I'm sorry, the electricity went out for a day today, and the plan that I wanted to update earlier was disrupted, and there was one chapter missing...... I'll make up for it tomorrow...... Thank you for your support...... ）

Wang Hengxiao was indeed 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 safety, because he subconsciously told him that he would definitely leave here safely.

Unexpectedly, I met these ancient characters.

Son of Yang Luchan.

With a look of surprise, Wang Hengxiao glanced at the other prisoners who had entered the cabin one after another, it seemed that everyone was not simple, at first they were just in good spirits, but at this time, after a journey of sunshine and fresh air, everyone was changing.

The breath of qi and blood is getting stronger and stronger.

Yang Dingtian's spirit and spirit have also undergone tremendous changes.

In particular, the silver hair on his head is strangely gradually turning gray, and perhaps black in a short time.

"The little brother should have seen ......"

Yang Dingtian saw Wang Hengxiao's surprise, and said lightly: "Everyone here is not simple, and there are a few that I have fought before. However, they were later captured by several foreign countries and then transferred here. That Oriental Hattoriga is strong...... These foreigners don't know the depths, hmph, this time everyone here is out of the way, it will definitely turn this place upside down! ”

Hattoriga was placed on the other side of the deck, next to the Indian patna, without talking, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if adjusting his breathing and blood flow.

"The three of us have been locked up here for a hundred years, a hundred meters underground, and we have never come out, the sun here, the air here, very good!"

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

But no one noticed the U.S. Navy walking around.

Feeling the stronger and stronger qi and blood aura emanating from Yang Dingtian's body, it was increasing every moment.

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

A captain came over and asked Chris.

All the prisoners had to be put in the cabin, and the remaining four were kept in cages, but it was difficult to get into the cabin.

Chris hesitated slightly, thought of Anthony's explanation, and shook his head. "Forget it, let them be on it, and cover them with a canvas at night." ”

The captain nodded and went to set it up.

Chris took the log in his hand and looked through it, not knowing why. The warden named Jax was a learned man, fluent in Hindi, Arabic, Chinese, and Japanese, and occasionally inserted a few sentences in his diary, making it difficult for him to read.

The English alphabet that I know is intermittent, but it is difficult to converge into a fluent language.

Such a text written in several languages is basically incomprehensible to anyone but the writer himself. Because the grammar of each language is different, it is difficult for others to understand it when it is written in a combination that he understands, and even the same experts who are proficient in these languages cannot read it, but can only read the vocabulary, but not into sentences.

Of course, now that there are so many talents in the world, the United States has gathered even more. It's okay to be able to interpret the meaning slowly.

Chris thought for a moment. Put the journal away and give it back to the warden. Let him solve it, and this can be regarded as a complete handover.

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

A large number of police officers have gathered here to wait here, all to pick up and drop off the prisoners.

Chris stands on the dock and hands over to Chandler, the warden of prison. …,

"It's all guys dying of old age here."

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

The Chandler family is in the prison industry, and this new prison is a cooperation between the family and the U.S. government, and the more prisoners he can collect, the more money he makes and the more influence he has.

In many countries in Europe and the United States, prisons are privately run, and the government gives prisoners to prison operators a sum of money, and the operators can also use this free labor to do something and make another money. Therefore, prison is also a relatively lucrative industry, but it is difficult to develop without a government background.

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

Chandler naturally wanted to have a relationship with Chris, and said with a smile: "These prisoners, we will deal with them properly, are all old things, even if they die, no one will pursue them now, do you say?" Checkmate! ”

Chris nodded, thinking of the stars in New York, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Okay, Mr. Chandler, I'll be stationed here for a few days, I think I can rest for a while, I can go to the drinking party, and we'll have a good day." ”

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

Chris smiled: "Xie Lu Xie, by the way, this is a diary left by the first warden of the so-called God's Prison, I can't read it, if Mr. Chandler is a genius of language, maybe it can be understood." ”

Chandler nodded and said, "Well, my son happens to be a language genius, I'll 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 carts, three of which contained more than forty prisoners, and the remaining one with four huge iron cages, which were now loaded and waiting for Chandler to give orders.

"Let's go!"

Chandler gave the order, and the police car drove off the road towards the city.

They left the harbor and traveled through the New York City area to the west side of the city, where the sprawling prison had just been built and was expected to accommodate more than 100,000 inmates over the next decade.

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

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

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

"Sharp, this is something you like, General Chris gave it to me, the first warden of the prison called the Prison of the Gods is a linguistic genius, there are logs written in several languages, you can take it and take a look."

Chandler gave the journal that Chris had given him to his son, a young man. Wearing a suit, Sharp came here because he was going to take over the family business, the new prison was built, and in the next five years, Sharp will take over as the prison director, so he came to intern in advance. But he actually didn't like this profession, he liked research, language research, he was a genius, he was able to learn fluent Chinese at the age of five from the Chinese workers in his family.

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

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

Hearing his father's words, Sharp excitedly took the journal, fumbled for the old cover, and smiled: "Father." It's the best gift you've ever given me in 10 years. ”…,

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

It was the best gift he had ever received.

Chandler smiled helplessly, a little disappointed, but also a little relieved, disappointed that his son seemed to have some difficulty inheriting the family business, and relieved that his son had the same persistence as himself. Always the same.

Sharp has turned the first page!

It is written in Chinese. English, Japanese. Sanskrit, Arabic, immediately made Sharp excited, this difficult language game, is his favorite.

One by one, the words are translated, and then they are formed into a jumble of words, and Sharp tries to compose logical sentences.

Sharp, who was immersed in it, was very focused, and took out his notebook to remember something.

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Wang Hengxiao was in a very heavy mood at this time.

The silver-white long hair Hattori He also became full of black hair at this time, the same as Yang Dingtian, and Paterna's body gradually became full, from the beginning of the corpse-like figure gradually became lean, and his eyes were shining, which could not be concealed.

The breath that has been hidden for hundreds of years is terrifying.

When these people lose their shackles, what kind of impact will they have on the world???

"This little Oriental Japan can't help it, just got off the boat, a few Oriental whispered to him, it will definitely be done soon, young man, we will be careful then, there are more Oriental people, and there are many Oriental people locked up behind...... But we're not weak, Xiao Guo, Master Dai, they're still there, plus you......"

Yang Dingtian's eyes flickered, and it was obvious that he was planning something.

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

And Yang Dingtian spoke, just like Wang Hengxiao and his apprentice spoke, using superb skills to directly shock the air, and a sound appeared in the ear, which was difficult for others to reach, not to mention that it was separated by a layer of steel plates. But when he just got off the boat, Yang Dingtian felt that Hattori He and Patna were talking to a few people.

In fact, Yang Dingtian himself talked to several Chinese.

Out of the underground, they are a bunch of lawless people.

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

For so many years, almost all the masters have hidden their blood in their bodies, the most powerful is the Indian patna, almost turned into a dry corpse, if he lies motionless on the ground, no one will think that he is a living person, only a corpse that has been dead for many years.

Rumble..................

One of the two cars in front of the dozens of other prisoners suddenly made a loud noise, and a figure rose straight into the sky, breaking through the iron car.

In the luxury extended business car at the front, Sharp was shocked and ugly, and said loudly: "Father, stop quickly, these are a group of crazy people, a group of god-like crazy people!" ”