Pirates making memes: get eight magic skills at the beginning

The Great Deep Sea Prison can be said to be an isolated place, and even if he returns again many days later, Yang Ming finds that there is still not much change here.

Deputy Warden Domino looked at Yang Ming from the corner of his eye from time to time, his beautiful eyes flowed, and his heart rippled.

Back then, she jokingly said to Commissioner Magellan:

“This son has the appearance of a general.”

Less than two years ago, Yang Ming jumped several levels and is now the youngest commodore in naval history.

Strictly speaking, Yang Ming was already on the same level as the deputy warden domino, how could she not be surprised?

It’s just a pity that Yang Ming didn’t seem to notice the prying eyes of the deputy warden Domino, which made this ascetic beauty feel a little sad in her heart, and raised her eyes to look at the four daughters of Tina, Kalifa, Ain, and Bonnie beside Yang Ming, each with their own characteristics, graceful and colorful, and her proud figure seemed to be a lot less colored in front of the four women.

“Shall I find an opportunity to resign with the director and jump to work under Yang Ming?”

Staying in the Deep Sea Prison, although the work is stable, but basically at a glance, he has been doing repetitive work all his life, there is not much room for promotion, and there is less colorful life, which is unbearable for any young woman.

If Director Magellan knew that his right arm was thinking about jumping jobs, I am afraid that he would not be able to continue to talk and laugh with Yang Ming calmly, and maybe he would still want to drive people away.

When the group walked into the Deep Sea Prison, Yang Ming took time to check the system prompts.

“Ding!”

“Congratulations to the host for saying the classic lines in Naruto and getting a chance to win a raffle, do you want to start the raffle roulette?”

Yang Ming’s attention fell on the lottery wheel that was imperceptible to others.

Summoned characters: Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, Kakashi…

Ninjutsu/Gymnasty: Hao Fireball Technique, Water Dragon Technique, Dark Walking Technique…

Blood succession limit: ice, magnetic, melting, explosion…

[Thunder Qilin]: Guide natural lightning and form a large-scale killing skill.

One basement floor, Red Lotus Hell.

The prison road is wide, flanked by rows of cells, the smell of dried blood wafts in the air, and the mournful howls of prisoners as they are tortured and the breaking wind of jailers wielding thorny whips can be heard from time to time.

Under Yang Ming’s suggestion, the Shenhai Prison has undergone earth-shaking changes in recent years, and the prisoners who have been detained from all over the world have not filled the cells here, but have given endless vitality to this old prison, and whenever a new prisoner arrives, it will cause the jailers to cheer, as if they have found new fun.

Oil lamps hung on the walls, and under the dim light flickered, dragging the crooked shadows of Yang Ming and his group.

Following the dim light, you can peek into the leopard to the strange pattern carved on the prison floor, ordinary people can’t see any signs from the fantastical pattern that day, only Yang Ming knows that it is the refining array of refining the philosopher’s stone, something that should not exist in this world.

The corner of the prison was not only filled with the smell of dampness and blood, but also a faint smell of death in the air.

The criminals sitting in the prison looked dull, as if they had lost their souls, and from time to time they let out silly laughter, which was very different from the vicious performance when they had done evil on the sea, and I am afraid that even the people who had been harmed by these sinners stood here, they could not recognize the true identity of these people, and perhaps a little pity would arise.

Good people do good deeds all their lives, and once they do a bad thing, they will ruin their reputation for a lifetime.

But bad people do bad things all their lives, and they only need to do one good deed, and they can easily be praised by the world.

Yang Ming was iron-hearted, ignoring the gazes of the sinners in the prison, and in his dictionary, there was never the four words of extrajudicial grace, but the four words of crime deserved were in the forefront.

However, the two newcomers, Ain and Binzi, their knowledge and experience are too shallow, and they are easily confused by the current situation of these sinners, and they have shown unbearable faces, their mouths are slightly open several times, as if they want to say something, it can be seen that Yang Ming’s expression is solemn, and they have to swallow their doubts into their stomachs.

After walking for a while, Yang Ming finally saw Yu no Xiliu.

The chief warden of the Great Deep Sea Prison is sitting in a chair, seriously polishing the famous knife thunderstorm on the whetstone.

After a long time, the guard of the long rain no Shiru is still the same, tall and burly, dressed in a black and white chief guard’s uniform cut decently, outlining his golden ratio figure, behind him draped in a white coat, a broad chin, a broad brim, gloomy eyes, a cigar in the corner of his mouth, often showing a smile full of evil.

It is not so much that the guard, Nagayu no Hiryu, is a navy, but rather that he is more like a heinous sea thief, and the killing intent that his body inadvertently exudes makes Ain and Binz and others like great enemies, subconsciously put their hands on the hilt of the knife on their waist, and gesture to pull out the sword out of its sheath.

“Here you are.”

Sensing Yang Ming’s arrival, Yuzhi Xiliu made a movement in his hand.

He turned his head, and the pair of cold and sharp eyes like vultures paused on Yang Ming for a moment, as if he could see the countless unjust souls lingering around Yang Ming, and there was a little more sense of identity in his eyes.

Yang Ming took out a dispatch order from the headquarters of the navy from his arms, with the unique marshal mark of the Warring States Marshal on

it, and said: “The outside world is so wonderful, I came to keep my promise and take you out to see it.”

Yu no Hiru slowly stood up, two meters tall, his burly body like a pitch-black iron tower standing on the ground, cast in a long oblique shadow under the projection of the dim butter lamp on the wall.

“Captain, I have a small request.”

The corners of Yu Zhi Xiliu’s mouth rose slightly

, “Before I leave the Deep Sea Great Prison, can I talk to you.”

“I want to see how far away I am from you now.”

Sensing the rising battle intent of Yu Zhi Xiliu, Yang Ming thought for a moment, and probably knew that this was the other party’s old problem.

It can be said that as a navyman, Yu no Hiru is a murderous soldier.

Yu no Hiru is like a demon knife and ghost, he cannot simply use good and evil as the criteria for judgment, only the king who can control this person can exert his true talents, and will not be buried in the deep sea prison far from the world.

The news of Yang Mingsheng’s capture of Drought Jack is missing, and you can know it as long as you inquire casually.

Perhaps, Yu Zhi Xiliu learned the news, and couldn’t help but itch his hands and want to compete with Yang Ming.

“Good!”

Yang Ming knew that if he didn’t agree to Yu Zhi Xiliu’s request, he would also not be spared, but it was better to take this opportunity to knock it out, so that he could understand that if he stopped moving forward, he would only be kept away by himself.

“This is not the place to fight, let’s go to the ground.”

It had been nearly two years since the last time Yang Ming and Yu Zhi Xiliu had a fight, and the battle between the two sides almost shook the foundation of the Deep Sea Great Prison, which still impressed Director Magellan.

Upon hearing that the two were going to fight again, Commissioner Magellan was taken aback, and quickly ordered the jailers to dredge the passage and move important things from the ground back to the ground to avoid the aftermath of the battle.

Director Magellan chose a position with a wide perspective early to stand, this general-level combat power master is two meters away, wearing a pitch-black commissioner’s uniform, the face of the green-faced fangs is hideous and terrifying, the forehead horns are born with a pair of horns, behind him wearing a pitch-black batwing costume, his eyes are staring at the two people facing each other, and he asked the deputy warden next to him, Domino

, “Domino, what do you think?”

Deputy Warden Domino frowned and pondered for a moment, a little unsure of Yang Ming’s strength now.

However, because Yu Zhixi remained as the chief guard, she was quite familiar with the other party’s situation, and after hesitating for a moment, she said,

“The two of you are about five or five.”

This is a tricky answer, and neither side can be guilty.

Yu no Hiru slowly drew his sword out of its sheath, the famous knife Thunderstorm was red gold, red handle, golden nose, red scabbard, golden knife hammer.

The famous knife thunderstorm has a spirit, it seems to sense that it is about to fight a strong enemy, the blade body gently trembles and buzzes, and the knife light flashes with red blood light, as if longing to drink the blood of the strong.

What kind of master there is, what kind of knife there is.

I have to say that the famous knife Thunderstorm and Rain no Hiru are really a perfect match.

Seeing that Yang Ming had not pulled out the slashing knife on his waist, Yu Zhixi raised his eyebrows, and said in a dissatisfied tone:

“Captain, shouldn’t you be planning to make a knife?”

I don’t know when it started, and the sky was overcast.

Between the lightning and thunder, bursts of thunder reflected Yang Ming’s tall figure.

Yang Ming directly entered the state of thunderous transformation, a trace of azure arc lingered all over his body, and hair barbs rose upside down, only to see his right hand raised above his head, his index finger pointed to the sky, and his tone was flat:

“Defeat you, no need to take out a knife.”

Yu Zhi Xiliu was not a kind lord, even if Yang Ming had already accepted him, a trace of anger could not help but appear on his face at this time.

At such times, saying nothing is as direct as the actual combat results.

Yu no Hiru didn’t say a word, stepping on small broken steps under his feet, the Navy Type Six Shaving had long been proficient, and it had improved compared to two years ago, reaching a terrifying speed of 100 meters and one second, leaving a series of afterimages behind him.

In the face of the opponent who bullied him, Yang Ming descended like a thunder god and flatly executed him.

“Qilin!”

“Rumble! Rumble! ”

In the midst of the rolling thunder, dozens of bucket-thick thunder fell from the sky.

Thunder was in mid-air, suddenly changing its shape, forming a behemoth called a unicorn.

The unicorn does not come out without the king of Ming.

At this moment, the sky and the earth lost their color.

When he saw the unicorn thunder descending on the heavenly dome, Yu no Kiliu’s pupils suddenly shrank and contracted into needles, and in the moment of losing consciousness of Qian, only one sentence appeared in his mind:

“Lie in the groove!”