Pirate’s Infinite Wings

To ask Fang Lang who is the most impressive character, there is no doubt that it is the pervert standing not far away at this time.

There is a No. 44 sign on his chest, teardrop-shaped and star-shaped makeup will be painted on his face, red hair is standing up wantonly, his appearance is coquettish and sexy, tall, with a slender waist and long legs.

The image is like a circus clown, with a moody and twisted personality.

Despite this, he still exudes a strong aura. I am afraid that the vast majority of the more than 300 candidates present are not as strong as he alone.

"Tsk tsk, this pervert is probably bent, it's better not to be noticed by him." Fang Lang retracted his perception and hid his breath at the same time.

It's just that as soon as he retracted his perception, Hisoka, who was standing in the crowd, cast his gaze, and then moved away after a while.

"Discovered? What a strong perception that I can find my existence. No, maybe it's instinct." Fang Lang shook his head and turned to observe the others.

As soon as he turned around, he saw someone appearing behind him.

A short, fat, wretched uncle with a square nose.

Fang Lang looked down and saw the sign on the opponent's chest, number 16, that is to say, this person was the 16th person to arrive at the examination room.

"Hello, the face I haven't seen before, are you a newcomer?" The fat uncle greeted with a smile, paused, and then said, "My name is Dongba."

"It's all uncles, and I'm still taking the exam..." Fang Lang looked at the other party with pity, "You have no hope of passing, give it up, as a warrior at the peak of your life, you haven't tempered your character, and it's too late."

Hearing these words, Dongba's face couldn't help stiffening, and after a while, he said: "You can tell, in fact, this is the thirty-fifth time for me to take the test this year, but I will not give up, if people's dreams are light, Saying give up, what's the difference between that and the walking dead."

"Hey, that's right, people's dreams will never end. There was a great pirate named Blackbeard who once said that. I think he said it well, but unfortunately he died in my hands." Fang Lang said with a sigh.

"Yes, yes..." Dongba dripped cold sweat on his forehead. He suddenly felt that Fang Lang was not only arrogant, but also bragging. After a little pondering, he said, "What's your name?"

"Fang Lang."

"Fang Lang, I'm a veteran candidate. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me directly." Dongba said very kindly.

Fang Lang couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile.

You can vaguely hear the whispers of the people around you.

"It started again, that guy from Dongba loves to do this kind of thing."

"That new talent is going to be unlucky, and he doesn't know how to die."

"Who cares about him, it's best to die, one less competitor."

The voices of these conversations are so subtle that it is difficult to hear them without raising the perception to the limit.

And meeting Fang Lang's half-smile eyes, Dongba's heart skipped a beat, and he had the illusion that he was seen through.

"That's great." At this moment, Fang Lang breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Dongba, in fact, it took me two hours to travel from Dolei Port, and I used up a lot of physical strength, and I was thirsty and stomach. Hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

It takes three hours to drive from Port Dore to Sabang, even by bus. This man is bragging again.

Dongba thought so, but said on his face: "I don't have anything to eat, but let's drink something to replenish my strength." After speaking, he took out a bottle of juice from his satchel.

Fang Lang took it and felt that the bottle of juice was instantly enveloped. There was no trace of opening, but it was also possible to be drugged before packaging, so it could not be ruled out.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Fang Lang was holding the juice but didn't do anything, Dongba couldn't help but ask, feeling a little nervous.

"No, it's nothing, I'm just too moved, Mr. Dongba is really a good person." Fang Lang smiled, opened the juice and drank it in one gulp.

Dongba kept watching Fang Lang drink, the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a mocking smile.

"I said, Mr. Dongba." Suddenly, Fang Lang asked.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Ask a question." Fang Lang lowered his voice and whispered, "Are you able to read abilities?"

Hearing this, Dongba's heart skipped a beat, "What, what are you talking about?"

"Forget it, it's just nonsense." Fang Lang smiled and said, "But let me tell you one more thing, ordinary poison won't kill me, you know that the soul and flesh are one. For example, it takes at least hundreds of times. Poison enough to kill an elephant can have such a small effect on me."

After finishing speaking, Fang Lang patted Dongba on the shoulder, and took out a can of juice from the other party's shoulder bag, "You still have to come on, rookie killer, in short, thank you for the juice."

Staring blankly at Fang Lang, Dongba's face turned purple, and he felt humiliated.

"Poison? This guy knows who I am from the beginning, and he also knows that the juice contains enough laxatives to numb the elephants, but he doesn't care, and even acts with me... What the hell are you doing, this year's newcomer!"

Dongba gritted his teeth as if he was about to break his own teeth, bursting out with intense resentment.

Fang Lang took the juice and was about to find a place to sit.

This is 100 floors underground. If each floor is 3.5 meters, it is 350 meters underground. But the strange thing is that the ventilation is very smooth, and the air quality is not bad.

Here is a tunnel, an arched tunnel, a thick/strong pipe can be seen on one side of the tunnel, extending outward, but the front and rear sides are surrounded by stone walls

Therefore, the scope of activities for candidates is as large as three or four basketball courts.

Just thinking about it, Fang Lang is about to open the juice to quench his thirst.

A shadow appeared in his eyes, Fang Lang looked up and saw a little boy with white hair.

"Is something wrong?" Fang Lang asked.

"My name is Qiyi, I have seen everything just now," he said with a little surprise, "You are amazing, this juice was given a huge amount of drugs, and you have nothing to do with it."

"Well, as long as it doesn't affect the taste, it's like." Fang Lang chuckled lightly, took a sip, stared at Qi Yan, and said, "Children Qi Yan, your strength is not bad, do you want to mix with me?" ..