Master of Ninja World

Gazing at Wuchen's beautiful face, Bai Jue was depressed. Wuchen's unruffled look was really calm and surpassed his imagination. In other words, he was also the deputy captain of the "Four Emperors", Bambergman, Wuchen. The calm eyes seemed to say again, it was just a passerby...

"There is no need to worry about it, he underestimates the Warring States period." Waving his hand, Wuchen didn't bother to waste his tongue.

Since Pushing City was attacked by Doflamingo and Hawkeye last time, the degree of danger and defense have been greatly improved. Beckman's ability to escape from prison shows that he is really clever, but he may not be able to help others.

"Not to mention..."

His eyes flashed through the dark blue blood, the temperature of the entire space fell into the ice cellar, and the dust-free mouth was spitting out frost. "The script I set for him has been completed, and Beckman, the clown, can only go according to the plot I planned for him. Go, he doesn't have the right to do things I didn't expect."

At this point, Wuchen's body has floated countless photons, all overflowing through the gaps outside the window, accompanied by a harsh roar, and the void stretched out a straight light beam, and the dustless body also disappeared.

The way forward is to advance the city.

"Hey hey hey... let us out quickly!"

"How did you bastard run out?!"

"Everyone is a pirate, a grasshopper on a rope, blessed and difficult. I have admired you before, the deputy captain of the Redhead Pirates-Bambergman! Let me go out and I will be yours. Brother!!"

The noisy and startled roar resounded through the usual quiet infinite hell, and a pair of stunned eyes looked at Beckman who was walking indifferently in the dark, followed by a cry for help.

As pirates, we should always support each other and help each other. We are now living in a wolf's den, and we should abandon our old grievances and work together.

"It's hard for a beam jumping clown to become a climate." The contempt in his eyes was fleeting, and Beckman said dismissively.

However, even so, he threw the stolen prison key out, and he wanted to retreat safely and unscathed, and he needed the power of the sea thieves, and Beckman himself was alone.

Hastily picked up the key underground, these pirates were impatient to remove the shackles on their hands.

After clearing his throat, Bambergman was about to express his jailbreak plan freely. The subsequent changes made the corners of his mouth twitch, and his old face gradually became black.

"I used to think you were very upset, but now it's finally time to kill you. God has eyes!"

"To each other, I have seen you upset for a long time!"

"Even if you are a dead man, I will drag you to hell to pay tribute to the crew members who died in battle decades ago!"

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The sudden change made Beckman unexpected, which went against the plan he had anticipated. With black lines hanging in his head and thousands of words rushing through his lungs, he moved his lips and tried to teach this group of people, but it was still hard to tell.

Most people have blood red eyes, and the scattered killing intent is icy and desperate. They are obviously moving, especially the immortality and the desire to burn jade and stone.

"Die to Lao Tzu!"

Behind him suddenly came a raging wave of air. Beckman noticed the hatred of hatred and locked himself, a sullen flash across his face, and he turned away without hesitation.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The place where he stood before was dusty, and there was a large hole on the solid ground, which was extremely powerful and could easily smash normal humans into flesh.

"you--!"

Angrily glared, the anger surging in his eyes was clearly visible. When Beckman was about to scold the other party's wolf-hearted, he suddenly found that this old face was very familiar, and he was the prisoner next door, an old enemy.

It was a long time ago to wipe out the pirate group that was in front of the red-haired sea while rushing to the sea of ​​red hair. It was a long time ago. Beckman had an extremely ugly face and suddenly understood what the navy was trying to do.

"He should have arranged this deliberately. The Marshal of the Warring States Period of the Navy is indeed not in the pool. This trick is poisonous enough."

The cold gaze spread, and the people who were facing each other were collected in the eyes. Beckman knew more about the fierceness of the Marshal of the Warring States Period. These people who arranged the same cell, or the cell next door, were all deadly enemies before they were imprisoned in the city!

There is a saying that the enemy is extremely jealous when they meet, and it is better to stay honestly. If one day is to escape from prison, it will be difficult for these dead enemies to work together, and even evolve into the current scene of cannibalism.

Beckman suddenly felt that his previous thoughts were extremely ridiculous, not to mention other people, even he unknowingly stepped into the hatred of the Warring States.

"Everyone, the grievances of the past are insignificant, and now escape is the most important thing."

The majestic voice blended with the ears of the domineering sunset, and the effect was minimal. The pirates who were fighting still screamed at each other with scarlet eyes.

Most people take Beckman’s words as ear words. If the accumulated hatred does not erupt, it will be impossible to close the eruption. Some enemies also have the idea of ​​breaking the can, just thinking of putting the enemy to death. After all, "infinite hell" "The people here are all old pirates who are more than half a hundred years old. During the years they have been imprisoned and pushed into the city, the years have polished their lofty ambitions. If they can kill the enemies who killed their companions in the past, this life will be considered worthwhile.

"A group of ordinary people without vision, it's no wonder that they were imprisoned in Pushing City."

The disappointment in his eyes was restrained, and Beckman was awe-inspiring, staring at the former enemy with cold eyes, planning to get rid of it quickly and flee.

I thought that this group of "like-minded" people could use the improvised team to harm the Navy and attract the attention of the whole world. Now it seems like a dream.

Not only could it not attract the attention of the navy, but on the contrary, he might also be drawn into the hatred vortex elaborately planned by the Warring States, and the engulfed bones disappeared.

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