Pirate’s Infinite Wings

When Fang Lang walked downstairs, it was much quieter below, and it seemed that the fierce battle had ended. Most of them disarmed and surrendered.

Fang Lang was very relieved to hand over the battle to those three people. It's just that after the extreme anger just now, Fang Lang now feels a sense of loss of strength. He intuitively felt that he should adjust his state now.

You can't just let those three people see it. Just when I was thinking this way, the radio in the building that hadn't been disconnected rang.

"Cough cough cough cough, hey hey hey, this should work... Damn this thing should be used like this?"

Fang Lang subconsciously looked up at the monitor. If anyone watched the broadcast again, they would definitely watch the monitor screen too. Fang Lang nodded gently, raised his finger and tapped his ear, indicating that he heard it.

"Huh..." The person who spoke breathed out. "Are you Fang Lang?"

Fang Lang nodded.

"Come upstairs now. There is a conference room on the top floor. I'll wait for you here."

"Who are you?"

The sentence pattern that was almost giving orders made Fang Lang very upset, and couldn't help but speak up. But after he finished speaking, he remembered that the other party couldn't hear him at all, so he had to exaggerate his mouth to express that he didn't believe him.

"Oh, oh, forgot to introduce myself - I am the supreme commander of operations here. Eh... the current situation... as you can see, we have lost. But I don't want to shame the soldiers , how, it's too inconvenient to talk like this, let's talk face to face?"

Combat Supreme Commander? ?

I've never heard of the existence of such a person. Fang Lang frowned without a trace.

Even if there were, knowing that the senior officials of the shogunate would abandon them and escape, shouldn't they also escape by themselves, or surrender? Or did he want to serve the shogunate until his death?

It's very suspicious.

But the way he speaks is not annoying.

Fang Lang retracted the knife into its sheath, turned around and stepped up the second step.

Since it was a negotiation, not a fight, letting the knife show its fangs would be scary. Even so, Fang Lang did not let down his vigilance.

He's in a terrible mood right now. If it was Fang Lang now, no matter who provoked him, he would draw his sword and separate his head without hesitation.

Soon they arrived at the headquarters on the top floor, which should also be a meeting room.

Fang Lang's hand was already on the handle.

open the door.

Fang Lang wasn't stupid enough to go in directly.

He watched the door for a while, but there was no one inside.

But Fang Lang was not afraid, so he walked in like this.

The moment his feet entered, the black shadow flashed by, and Fang Lang immediately took a step back. The black shadow just now was inserted into the ground at this time, with a slight tremor at the end, as if it brought out the owner's wavering mood.

"Didn't you say you want to negotiate? This is the first time I've seen this kind of negotiation."

"Oh, it was just a test, Your Excellency Fang Lang, you really deserve your reputation."

The voice came from the room, but no one showed up.

The attack just now and the current situation made Fang Lang a little upset. Did this person deliberately challenge his bottom line? While thinking, Fang Lang held the handle of the knife with one hand.

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited. We'll negotiate like this."

"Hmph, old fox."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, a dart flew past his face.

In an instant, a bloodstain appeared on his face. At the same time, several strands of hair were cut off. Fang Lang's eyes widened suddenly.

OK, so this is what you call negotiating.

With the knife out of its sheath, Muramasa seemed to be smiling.

Rushing into the room, as expected, there are other organs. Fang Lang swung his knife violently, and the sound of steel colliding hurt the eardrums. Fang Lang didn't just block the dart Kunai, but hit back heavily.

Swinging the knife seems to bring about fluctuations in the air, causing Kunai to deviate subtly. With Fang Lang as the center, there is a magical aura. I don't know whether this is the power of the village, or the power of Fang Lang.

After a few rounds, Quan Zang was forced to retreat by Fang Lang, so he had to show up. But even so Fang Lang felt that Quan Zang was very powerful. Before he took the initiative to show up, Fang Lang had no idea where he was.

Fang Lang was taken aback when he saw his attire.

"Are you... a ninja?"

This is the first time I have seen a real ninja.

"Exactly."

"The one who came to assassinate me last night?"

"It's the ninja who is under his command."

There was a bleak smile on the corner of Quan Zang's lips. "Now we can finally get down to business."

"Do you think you still have room to negotiate with me now?"

"It looks like it's gone, but I didn't come to negotiate with you just to survive."

"Oh? What is that for? Tell me." Fang Lang calmed down a little.

"As you can see, I am a ninja. I can fight you for nothing else." Quanzang paused. "But I only have one request. Whether you win or lose, I leave it up to you to deal with it, but you have to let the ninjas go."

"I thought you'd beg me to let you go."

"I've said it before, I won't live in shambles."

Quan Zang raised his hand, and a knife popped out from his sleeve.

"Since the leader said so, I'm starting to be interested in you."

Fang Lang's impression of this person began to change.

Although this

Man lacks the power to lead, but he is indeed a very good leader. If it is this kind of person, the subordinates must also be very good.

Although he didn't know why he worked in the shogunate, Fang Lang had already begun to take an interest in him.

Maybe, this trip can also harvest a colleague.

Fang Lang has decided not to kill him. However, the fight still has to be fought. Otherwise, no one will be convinced. Quan Zang didn't look like someone who could get things done just by lobbying.

But Fang Lang likes to deal with people who speak with strength.

Katsura Kotaro, Takasugi Shinsuke, they are all such excellent people.

This unknown ninja must be the same.

Fang Lang smiled, and he raised the knife named Muramasa in his hand.

All words need not be communicated with the mouth.

Words are feeble.

Fighting should be used for communication between fighters!

Use fighting to understand the opponent's character and thoughts, and finally consider how to end the battle.

Warriors—it should be said that among men, this method should be used. ..