Pirate’s Infinite Wings

This ninja was more stubborn and difficult to deal with than Fang Lang imagined.

It's a bit bad now. Fang Lang frowned. He wasn't sure if he would kill him by mistake, but controlling his strength was also a key point in controlling his own strength. If he couldn't control his strength, it was a proof of his inexperience.

In fact, it hasn't been long since Fang Lang got the village official, and the battles are even rarer. Now it's just a running-in period. Muramasa also often makes Fang Lang feel uncontrollable, which sometimes makes Fang Lang feel distressed.

But now is not the time to worry.

Fang Lang swung his knife again, but this time he just threw two knives in vain.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful impact erupted from the leg, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Lang disappeared in place-he rushed to the distance where the knife was expected to fly, and the direction from which the knife was shot. Then swing the knife upwards.

This time, swinging the knife even caused a slight tremor in the air. The airflow of the knife wind carved fine marks on the wall, and a big crack was pierced on the ceiling.

But this is not the end, Fang Lang smashed the ceiling with a knife, and at the same time something exploded, and the smoke filled the entire corridor immediately, making Fang Lang unable to see anything clearly.

This is a smoke bomb! !

But Fang Lang also felt the breath of moving, and Fang Lang wouldn't be distracted by a small smoke bomb just because of this.

Fang Lang narrowed his eyes, recalling the structure of this layer. Bending down to pick up the knife that was used to assassinate him before, throwing it as hard as possible in a certain direction. There was a click, and then a click. Immediately afterwards, the water was sprinkled, and the sound of clattering seemed to be raining indoors.

Fang Lang was also drenched in the cold. But also thanks to this emergency sprinkler, everything is clear again here.

He could feel that the breath was hidden again, but Fang Lang knew that this was a sign that the ninja had stopped his activities. He smiled confidently.

"I found you."

The tip of Fang Lang's knife pointed upwards. Quan Zang was hiding in the upper exhaust passage at this time.

He escaped really fast, and maybe he wanted to play a dozen detours, but it won't work now. Before his tactics started, the waves choked his actions and saw through everything.

"You have nowhere to escape, come out quickly."

As long as he moves, Fang Lang will immediately chop in his direction. Don't give anyone a chance to survive.

This is complete crushing. But Quan Zang also surprised Fang Lang a little.

Knowing that his breath was exhausted, Quan Zang let out a soft snort, and jumped down from the opening he had crawled in. He stood in front of Fang Lang, motionless, and the tap water fell on him, making him drenched too.

Quan Zang did not forget the original deal with Fang Lang. Although Fang Lang didn't agree directly.

Whether they win or lose, I hope Fang Lang can give the remaining members of their ninja a way out. Because of this, Quan Zang also gave up countless opportunities to escape. Obviously as a ninja, the first thing to do after a mission fails is to save his life.

But the situation is different now, it can no longer be the same as before.

The decision he made has the same weight as the realization, and he will never go against it. Now, he lost. Lost to a warrior named Fang Lang, he lost willingly.

Therefore, it is not hesitant to offer a head.

Quan Zang lowered his head.

The water wet his hair and wet his clothes, causing the hair to stick to his face in tufts. Originally due to the fluff, the tight hair that covered half of the face was clinging to the side of the face, and his eyes were slightly exposed.

There were no tears, no despair, and no hatred in those eyes. Just indifferent.

Quan Zang raised his head slowly.

He no longer has any weapons on his body, only the last few smoke bombs are left. But it doesn't work now either.

"I lost, and I will sacrifice my life here."

Seeing Quan Zang's appearance of being strong, but still able to faintly see the shadow of dejection, Fang Lang only felt a little want to laugh. He doesn't dislike such a serious person, which also shows that Quan Zang is really betting his life with him.

Fang Lang doesn't hate such people, on the contrary, he likes them very much.

From the previous words, Fang Lang also learned that Quan Zang is not someone who likes to fight hard. They are different from Gui and Takasugi.

However, Fang Lang also needs it, not such a desperate person. Leave a way out.

Fang Lang stepped forward step by step, every step he took was very slow. Quan Zang only showed one eye. Fang Lang swung the knife and shook off the water on it.

He swung the sword again—but the purpose was not to cut off Hattori Zenzo's head, he just put the sword back into its sheath.

Since there is no need to use it, why bother to scare people?

When he walked up to Quan Zang, he just patted Quan Zang on the shoulder.

"Who told you that I'm going to take your life?"

When Fang Lang said this, he used his usual frivolous tone, as if it was a joke between old friends. He also rolled his eyes. Smiling like a big boy next door.

"No one ever said that."

Quan Zang was stunned.

Indeed, no one ever said that.

But what does Fang Lang mean?

"what do you mean."

"I don't want to take your life. It's a pity to lose an excellent ninja in the world. Of course, I don't mean to let you go, but I haven't thought about what I will do after I win you .Well, if that's the case..."

Fang Lang paused pretending to be mysterious.

"How about you follow me before I make a decision? It's much better to work under my command than to work with those old guys from the shogunate."

Fang Lang's decision also stunned Quan Zang. He didn't expect Fang Lang to make such an off-line decision.

"Why……"

"Because you are good enough for me to admire."

Fang Lang interrupted Quan Zang's words very simply.

To be honest, he has no choice now, except to go with Fang Lang, there is only one dead end.

However, the front seemed to be paved with light.

Even though he is still in the dark, he already has a way forward.

The hand stretched out to oneself is not illusory.

There is still a way to go ahead. ..