Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"The color matching of this dish and the knife is very beautiful, but these are not suitable for eating, not suitable for eating!" When the two died for the future, there was a noise outside the door, and then a dozen people left. come in.

"Really? Don't they go to other camps? How can we eat!" Fang Lang looked at the incoming people cluelessly. Zhang Wei also raised his head, and the few people who came in were the seven sixth-level masters in the morning.

The two looked at each other, ignoring them. They lowered their heads and savored the delicious food on the table, but seven people walked here directly. Hearing the approaching footsteps, Fang Lang was in a bad mood. He always felt that there would be a dispute between them and the seven of them.

"Hey, you two started, this table is ours!" The seven people walked directly to the table, and a thin and small man slammed the table arrogantly, speaking contemptuously.

"Are you talking to us? It seems that we are sitting here first! Let's leave without disturbing me." Zhang Wei still said with his head down, the chopsticks in his hand never stopped.

Fang Lang raised her head and looked at the seven people standing in front of her, her heart was a little angry.

"Hey, don't put it on your face! A weak third-order power dares to talk to me, it looks good! Don't be self-sufficient!" The thin man's hand made a crisp sound on the table, "Fire Head Room There are hundreds of people in there" and we're staring and waiting for the next great show.

"I don't want this face! I don't know if you have the power to talk to me." Zhang Wei still didn't look up, just issued a violent murder from his body.

"Don't toast, don't eat and drink fine wine, we don't have this kind of patience, it's better to leave within ten minutes, or you will bear the consequences." The thin man continued to be angry.

Fang Lang raised his calm face slightly, with a sneer in his mouth. "The power to bully us is weak!" A simple sentence came out of his mouth.

"Yes! How weak it is to bully you! There is a power of speech, and dissatisfaction can challenge me!" A big man walked out of seven people, pointed at Fang Lang and said contemptuously, a rather strong breath gushed from his body out.

Zhang Yan put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand on the seat. Just about to start, Fang Lang grabbed his arm and shook his head. Fang Lang got up and pulled him out of the "fire head room", with a ridiculous laugh behind him.

"Siyu, why don't you kill these guys!" Walking out of the "fire room", Zhang Yan got a little angry and opened Ai Siyu's hand.

"Don't forget that our current strength is the third-order weakling. There is no such ability to fight with his seven people. Then I always feel that someone is peeping us in the dark, after seeing it, I found that the devil Buster is staring at the door After us, it seems that there is something hidden in it!" Fang Lang said, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The two sneak away, buy a few glasses of wine and rush back. Military regulations must still be followed. They dare not spend too much time outside.

The Devil's Buster can still arrange a room that isn't too big for two people. Compared with the camp where a dozen people live, they are naturally satisfied. Because of the word "Yu Linjun", both of them knew that there was such a treatment.

The two sat in Fang Lang's room for dinner, talking about what happened today. "Brother Siyu, I can't stand this breath."

"Oh, you don't have to swallow it and clean them up in a few days. We're new to barracks and we're still new to it. Let's put a few grandkids out for a few days!" ..