Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Fang Lang, who casually found a stone and sat down, nibbled at the fruit that Bai Yasha had just thrown to him, with the corpse of a deity under his feet.

He thought, these days, people's brains are really stupid. Even if they have those advanced technologies, what if they don't have enough brains to die under the traditional samurai sword. Really weak enough to see. Compared to the opponents they defeated before, these guys are really weak. They have the faces of little monsters in Ultraman, and their strength is indeed the level of little monsters.

Just now there was a goddess who clearly had a gun in his hand, but after seeing Fang Lang hacking to death a companion, he was so scared that he dropped the gun and begged for mercy. Of course, for the sake of the future, Fang Lang did not let him go.

After all, these ungrateful bastards can't tell what they will do when they turn back. Although he didn't care about these things, if he was troubled by this group of mentally tense fighters, he would be in more trouble.

The sweet juicy water of the fruit slides into the mouth with the rain, creating a wonderful taste. Unknowingly, Fang Lang was soaking wet, but now he doesn't seem to have anywhere to go. In times of war, even if you have money, it doesn't seem to be very useful.

"I can't see you're pretty good."

Gui sat beside Fang Lang, feeling quite familiar. Fang Lang didn't mind the body temperature of another person beside him, so he quickly ate the fruit in his hand and threw the core away, making a vague "um".

"You said you wanted to join us?"

"Fill the vacancy of Tatsuma Sakamoto, head office?"

"I saw your strength just now." Gui seemed a little embarrassed, he hesitated for a while before speaking. "You can't convince everyone."

Katsura Kotaro is indeed the best talker. Fang Lang thought that he should be ok here in Gui, and then mainly Takasugi.

In fact, there is no need to deliberately care about the other two people. Anyway, the purpose of this time is to defeat the shogunate and the gods and bring peace to the Edo era. As long as the purpose is achieved, you can do anything.

"Well, come to our base first."

Seeing that Fang Lang had not spoken, Gui also patted him on the shoulder a little helplessly.

It's wet all over now, and it's not a good time to talk. Since someone invited him to a place where he could take shelter from the rain, Fang Lang would not refuse.

"Okay." Fang Lang nodded.

"I forgot to introduce myself just now. My name is Katsura Kotaro, not a wig, but Katsura."

It was also very quick to escape from the battlefield. Following the route that Gui and the others had studied before, they quickly returned to their temporary stronghold.

Fang Lang took the clothes that Gui brought, and his expression became complicated in an instant.

Now Fang Lang is wearing very ordinary clothes, and what Gui handed him is very ordinary... samurai clothes.

Fang Lang, who had already taken off his shirt, was a little overwhelmed with this suit, and tentatively said, "Fake...Gui, how should I wear this?"

Those who were questioned immediately showed expressions of surprise, followed by a chuckle that had never been seen on the battlefield. Gui covered his mouth, tilted his head and chuckled, his eyes narrowed into slits.

This made Fang Lang a little embarrassed.

But he really didn't wear a samurai uniform.

Fang Lang pursed his lips tightly, waiting for Gui to finish laughing without saying a word. Fortunately, there are only two of him and Gui here, so it's not too embarrassing.

Gui took back the samurai uniform from Fang Lang's hand, shook off the neatly folded fabric, and motioned Fang Lang to stretch out his hand.

Since I was a child, I didn't have such a person to help me get dressed, and I couldn't help feeling a little strange, but Gui didn't think so, and quickly put the clothes on for Fang Lang.

"Don't you have more convenient clothes?"

Fang Lang tugged at his wide sleeves, somewhat helpless.

"No."

One sentence interrupted Fang Lang's expectations.

It seems that if you want to wear convenient clothes, you have to wait for your body to dry. I feel a little depressed about this, but at the same time, as long as I achieve my goal quickly, I can leave here and live a normal life.

Fang Lang exhaled heavily.

"Forget it, don't worry about those things. How much do you know about heaven and man?"

Rolling up his sleeves, Fang Lang looked up at Gui.

Shiroyasha and Takasugi, who had just returned together from the beginning, were not around, so they must be planning the next step in another room.

This place is also dilapidated, even if it is only a temporary base, it is really shabby. The wooden floor makes a crunching sound when stepped on it.

"Don't forget, no one believes you except me."

Gui's expression suddenly became serious.

"I know."

"So I won't give you information easily."

"It's really troublesome. Even if you don't tell me, I'll find it out myself. Your combat power isn't enough, right?"

Fang Lang knew very well that it was impossible to take down this group of people with lofty ideals in a short period of time, but he, a person who had been honed for so long, could already see through the current situation of the rioters at a glance.

"Well, in short, don't worry about me, just go and do your business."

While talking, Fang Langchong waved his hand.

Gui had to back out of the room and closed the door for him.

Fang Lang sat cross-legged on the spot and took out the map that was stuffed in his clothes before.

It was even more wet than expected, and it was almost a wet mass. Seeing this situation, Fang Lang frowned a little unhappily, and with a little anticipation reached out his hand and carefully smoothed the paper.

According to the current information, the backup troops sent out knowing that the fighters against the barbarians are not dead

If they are all dead, those high-ranking officials will definitely continue to offer rewards to the three of them in a frenzy, and this small place will be discovered sooner or later.

But the people in the shogunate didn't know their existence. All they knew was that there were only three people left in the main force of the barbarians. At least they can rely on this to give them a few more shades, and if they can take the opportunity to cooperate with others, it would be even better.

But even Gui did not fully trust himself.

Thinking of this, Fang Lang couldn't help but sigh.

Although the people of the shogunate are not very smart, they can do everything in front of Qian Quan. With the troops brought by the gods, even if the miscellaneous soldiers are weak, those gods at the level of division commanders are not easy to deal with. of.

But we must not back down, this is a task with no retreat.

Just when Fang Lang was thinking, a strange feeling came from his subordinates.

"...torn." ..