Although Fang Yuan seemed to be confident, the person in the corner chose to remain silent.

When he just woke up, the teenager's face was covered with pain. When he saw someone being dragged to the lab, he expressed shock and resentment. And at this moment, the corners of his mouth provoked a slightly playful smile.

This person is eighty percent useless, it is estimated that his head is funny, right? The man in the corner looked at Fang Yuan's side face and thought so.

However, he had a very strange feeling, although he couldn't feel the slightest aura fluctuation in the body of the young man in front of him, but his intuition told him that this young man was very strong.

Despite this, there is only one fate if you are caught here. The guy before estimated that his cultivation would have to have a Taishi Upper Realm, wasn't he still locked up by the people of the Sea Soul Special Combat Team?

Fang Yuan naturally didn't understand what was in that person's heart, and seeing that he was silent for a long time, he asked again: "I now have a bold idea that can help us get out of this prison cell, would you like to try it with me?"

The man seemed to ponder for a moment before he said in a deep voice, "Although I don't know what you want to do, I will warn you as a person who has come over." Here, don't do senseless resistance, and preserving your strength is the only way to fight for a glimmer of life for yourself. ”

"What did you get caught in?"

The sudden question made the man look a little caught off guard for a while, and he hesitated for a long time before he said, "I...... It was because of my carelessness that I was taken advantage of by these guys. ”

The reason why Fang Yuan knew that this person was a cultivator was because he used his Truth Eye to check his attributes the moment he sensed this person's existence.

The other basic attributes are slightly twice as high as ordinary people, and the aura attribute of 6400 points is not high, but it is indeed not low.

"Seeing that your cultivation is not bad, haven't you ever thought about escaping from here?"

When the man heard this, he smiled and said, "Which of the people who were caught in didn't try to escape? In the end, it was just in vain, and they couldn't escape at all." Don't say it's you, a while ago, an old-timer with good cultivation was also imprisoned, isn't it just honestly waiting for fate to come?"

"Fate?"

Fang Yuan smiled coldly and said, "How fate arranges is its business, what I want to do is my business." Now that I have a goal, what I need is not to be told what to do or not to do, but how to do it!"

After a pause, Fang Yuan continued, "You can continue to enjoy your comfort while I ...... There is something that must be done no matter what situation you are. ”

With a slightly arrogant step gradually approaching his side, Fang Yuan once again removed a button from his clothes and held it tightly in his hand.

When he had just grabbed the metal fence with both hands, Fang Yuan was surprised to find that the attributes of his body had instantly dropped to the normal level of a mortal. If I'm not mistaken, this metal seems to have a special ability, as if it can temporarily turn a cultivator's strength back into a mortal.

To be on the safe side, Fang Yuan took half a step back slightly, but his gaze was still staring at the outside.

A short time later, a man in a very modest light blue suit and tie walked right in front of his field of vision. The man also wore a chicly brooch pinned to his chest, and a shiny but uncoordinated little braid.

That's right, this man was the same island man that Fang Yuan had almost fought in Baiji Ancient Town at that time! Fang Yuan remembered that the people who were traveling with him seemed to call him ...... Call him Jotaro!

This guy can be regarded as a vivid interpretation of the word "villain", if it wasn't for the other island people who arrived in time and stopped him, Fang Yuan really wanted to take the opportunity to cut him with a thousand knives!

If this time it was really fate, then he had to admit that fate would sometimes do something about people.

The clasp Fang Yuan was holding shot out of his hand in an instant, although it was not at all comparable to the strength and speed of his full attributes, but if he just wanted to provoke the other party, it was enough.

Just when the clasp was less than half an inch away from Jotaro's cheek, Jeontaro suddenly struck out and easily clamped the small clasp between his fingers.

He stopped, and a murderous gaze turned to the direction where the clasp was coming from. However, when his gaze really fell on the owner of the button, he, like Fang Yuan, couldn't help but show a hint of a smile.

What's different is that Jotaro's smile still has a little bit of blood.

The eyes of the two converged in mid-air through a silver-gray metal fence. After a while, in order to deepen the effect, Fang Yuan deliberately showed a bit of provocation.

Sure enough, Quan Taro bit the bait released by Fang Yuan in one bite, and with the two little followers of the group, Quan Taro walked in front of Fang Yuan with pride and mockery on his face.

His tall body blocked the few remaining rays of light that should have been shot into the cell, like a dark cloud covering Lang Lang Qiankun, and like a whole lot of trouble completely swallowing up hope.

Quan Taro looked down at Fang Yuan from the ground and said, "This is not the ...... Is that nosy piece of shit? Why are you locked up here? Why, are you nosy?"

It was not difficult to hear from the other party's words, he still clearly remembered that Fang Yuan had spoiled him at that time. Just remember, Fang Yuan was just too lazy to make up other reasons.

Fang Yuan also looked up at him without showing weakness, and said coldly: "Originally, I was still a little afraid, but the moment I saw you, I felt that there was nothing to be afraid of. If the legendary Sea Soul Special Combat Team even collects garbage like you, which has neither strength nor quality, then what's the difference between it and a scrap recycling station?"

Fang Yuan's words were like a sharp stinger, and they pierced into Quan Taro's heart at once. He vaguely remembered that the hero Jun and Shi Jiejun who were traveling with him at that time seemed to think that he would not be the opponent of this Huaxia man who was more than a head smaller than him.

Although he doesn't say it, in Quan Taro's heart, this is always a hurdle that can't be overcome. So his face suddenly became gloomy, and if you looked closely, you could see that his whole body seemed to be trembling slightly.

This slight tremor was naturally not due to fear, but to excitement and anger.

"I let you escape last time, but since it fell into my hands again this time, I can only blame you for your own bad life!"

Fang Yuan deliberately smiled disdainfully and said, "By you, that is to say, you have the ability to speak big words." At that time, I didn't even bother to dodge the strength of your punch, so what if I hit it?

The tremor on Quan Taro's body became even more violent, and after holding it for a long time, he suddenly laughed.

"It seems that you still don't know what will happen to you here, if you provoke me. ”

"You, but I'm still locked up here because I'm poisoned right now. Otherwise, let alone one of you, even add the two people who went to Baiji Ancient Town at that time, and you are not Lao Tzu's opponent together!"

Quan Taro's eyes stared at Fang Yuan with extremely gloomy eyes, but after looking at it for a while, he suddenly smiled again, and said, "Do you think that if you talk nonsense to me here, I will be hot-headed for a while, and then have a fair one-on-one duel with you? It's too naïve, do you think this is a cartoon or something......?"

After a burst of laughter, Jotaro said a few words to one of the two little henchmen behind him. The little attendant gave him a "hi" and trotted away.

Although he didn't know what they were talking about, Fang Yuan knew that this grandson was a bad stomach. Since Fang Yuan had become his subordinate prisoner at this moment, it was estimated that he had come up with some way to torture Fang Yuan.

"Damn, it's really fucking inconvenient not to understand the bird language of the island country!"

"He was just telling the subordinate to go to another work area to get tools. ”

I don't know when, a person quietly appeared beside Fang Yuan. Although there were only two people in this cell, the sudden appearance of this person beside him still made Fang Yuan a little surprised.

Fang Yuan was surprised not by anything else, but by the appearance of this buddy, which really surprised him.

He had been hiding himself in the shadows of the corner before, and his body was quite chivalrous, a little similar to a character in the game known as Happy Wind Man, and Fang Yuan was even worried that he would shout "Ha Sa Ki" at any moment.

Not only that, but his extremely magnetic voice had also caused Fang Yuan to have the illusion that he might be the kind of immortal master who was comparable to Mo Fanchen.

But it wasn't until this guy suddenly appeared next to him that he really saw the other party's appearance clearly. These extremely joyful facial features are simply the perfect reproduction of the golden curator with a magical smile in the stick country!

Looking at his serious face, Fang Yuan didn't know why he just wanted to laugh a little. Especially the pair of eyebrows, Fang Yuan didn't dare to look at them directly, for fear that everyone would feel embarrassed if he laughed out loud at this time.

"Work...... Tools? What kind of tools?"

The man glanced at Fang Yuan expressionlessly, and said, "Of course it's a tool to torture you, or...... You can also call it a torture instrument. ”

"Forehead ......"

His explanation was easy to understand, but Fang Yuan only realized an extremely important issue at this time, so he lost his voice and said, "You...... You can actually understand the island dialect?"

The man looked at Fang Yuan as if he was looking at a fool, nodded indifferently, and said, "Yes, what's so surprising about this?"

"That'...... Can you read the words of the island nation?"

"Yes. ”

After receiving the other party's affirmative answer, Fang Yuan was simply happy.

After all, the Sea Soul Special Combat Team is an underground cultivator organization of the island country, and in this environment, if you can't understand the island country's dialect and don't know the island country's writing, then it will naturally be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

I really didn't think that God would take such a favor to him, wouldn't this be a living translator for myself? If I had his help, I would be one step closer to the goal of recovering the sycamore coffin.

"By the way, I haven't had time to ask what your name is! My name is Fang Yuan...... What about you?"

"My name is Shiya Ito. ”

"Uh, Ito, what a weird name, what...... It sounds like an island name. ”

"That's right, I'm from the island!"