Pirate’s Infinite Wings

(Occasionally I see jump-ordered readers, and I don’t know if readers who jump-ordered can understand the plot of the previous and later chapters. Try to read them in succession, otherwise, if you fill in the pits here and there, you will not be able to understand.)

Fang Lang's outfit was very conspicuous. In order not to cause a commotion, he waited until night before going out.

After leaving the hotel, Fang Lang radiated his arrogance and easily found Kurosaki Ichigo's home.

Jianwense's reclusive ability suppressed his aura to the lowest level, making it impossible for even captain-level Shinigami to detect it.

"First kidnap Kurosaki Ichigo, guide Kurosaki Masaki to the countryside, and then take action." Fang Lang said in his heart: "Now Kurosaki Isshin has lost the power of death, it is not a big deal. The only fighting power is Kurosaki Masaki, the other party is a Quincy..."

Fang Lang didn't think much about it, and quietly hid outside. He flicked his finger, and a stone suddenly shot out, shattering the second-floor window.

"Asshole, who is it!?"

Kurosaki Ichigo was startled and put his head toward the window. Suddenly, a black shadow passed in front of his eyes. The next moment, he had fainted.

Fang Lang gently knocked out Ichigo Kurosaki with his knife, held him in his hand, and quickly evacuated.

At the same time, a piece of paper has been pasted next to the broken window.

Not long after, Masaki Kurosaki walked in, "Ichigo, are you making trouble again?"

When she turned on the light in the room and saw the situation clearly, her pupils suddenly shrank.

"Ichigo!?"

Kurosaki Masaki panicked, went to the window and looked out, but there was no one there. Suddenly, she found the paper posted beside the bed and couldn't help but pick it up and take a look.

"If you want your son to be safe and sound, come to the southern suburbs. Don't wait until the time comes within a quarter of an hour. Be careful, you are alone!"

Seeing this message, Kurosaki Masaki gradually calmed down.

First of all, there is no doubt that Kurosaki Ichigo was kidnapped.

Secondly, the other party’s target is not her son, but herself.

"Who is it?" Masaki Kurosaki thought quickly, but he didn't have any clue. He didn't offend anyone on weekdays. "I don't have time to think about it. I have to hurry over and save Ichigo!"

Fortunately, Kurosaki Isshin was not at home now, and Kurosaki Masaki didn't tell anyone. After comforting his two daughters who were less than half a year old, he immediately went out and headed towards the southern suburbs as stated in the note.

When walking, it is no longer an ordinary run, but a fast movement like teleportation.

Not long after, I saw a man wearing a black suit and a Hollow mask on a riverside in the suburbs. The man had two Zanpakutos on his waist.

And her son, Kurosaki Ichigo, was sleeping quietly at the man's feet.

"The Quincy's flying feet? It's pretty fast." Fang Lang said in a low voice, changing his tone.

"Who are you? What is the purpose of looking for me?" Kurosaki Masaki asked calmly.

"Hehehe, it's nothing serious. I just want to discuss with you." Fang Lang smiled lowly.

"Discussion?" Kurosaki Masaki obviously didn't believe it, glanced at Kurosaki Ichigo, and gritted his teeth.

"An Xin, I have no intention of harming your son," Fang Lang said coldly: "If I were not forced to have no choice, I would not come to you. Stop talking nonsense. If you don't want Kurosaki Ichigo to turn into a corpse, just follow him with all your strength. I fight."

In fact, Fang Lang could threaten Ichigo with his life, but it was too low-level. He was just disdainful and had no other meaning.

A strong person has the magnanimity of a strong person.

Hearing this, Kurosaki Masaki couldn't help but frown. The man in front of him gave him a strange feeling. He could feel the spiritual power, but it was not strong, but his physical strength was beyond her knowledge.

It can be said that it subverted her world view.

"Who are you and why do you do this?"

"I'm nobody. Stop talking nonsense. If you don't attack me, I'm impatient." Fang Lang said calmly, took out a slap and said, "Shave."

As soon as the words fell, the person had disappeared on the spot.

"So fast! But I can still keep up! But..." Kurosaki Masaki's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief: "This is not a fly kick, nor a shunbu, nor a sound turn... it's just Relying on the strength of the body's legs to move at high speeds! Who is this man!?"

Time didn't allow her to think much. Fang Lang's sword had already struck her neck.

There was no hesitation immediately, and while he quickly retreated, his body showed a faint layer of spiritual pressure.

"Static Blood Suit!"

She is very confident in her own defense. What he can do now is not to knock down the opponent, but to ensure the safety of his son and lure the opponent away from here.

Looking at Masaki Kurosaki fleeing into the distance, Fang Lang snorted coldly and said, "Are you afraid that the aftermath of the battle will hurt your son? Well, I can understand your feelings."

As he spoke, he quickly followed, and not long after, he stopped at the edge of a river.

"The distance is only one kilometer, aren't you afraid of going further?" Fang Lang kindly reminded that it is only one kilometer, that is, the range of one thousand meters, which can be said to be within the range.

"Mr. Mask, who are you and why do you want to fight with me?" Masaki Kurosaki asked persistently, "Aryu's mask, the Death God's Zanpakutō, a human body... a strange combination."

"I told you earlier, it doesn't matter who I am!" Fang Lang said coldly.

When the word "morning" was spoken, the person was still dozens of meters away, but when the word "yao" fell, it seemed as if he was close to his ears.

Kurosaki Masaki's face changed slightly

, eyes widened, her gaze quickly glanced to the left, a sharp sword swept towards her head.

"So fast! So fast!"

He murmured in shock, and in a hurry, he had to use his arms to resist.

"Has your reaction ability declined after not fighting for a long time?" Fang Lang said lightly, slashing the opponent's arm with a sword, but the blade stopped on the surface of the opponent's skin, leaving no trace of damage.

Taking this opportunity, Kurosaki Masaki quickly distanced himself and said at the same time: "Please stop the meaningless fighting, otherwise, I will really fight back."

"Is this the Quincy's so-called static blood suit... The moment you are attacked, faint blood vessels will appear on the surface. The defensive power is comparable to steel." Fang Lang said indifferently, and the eyes behind the mask suddenly closed, and again When it opened, it had turned into thunder. ..