Pirate’s Infinite Wings

The next morning.

A hotel in Karakura Town.

While Fang Lang was eating breakfast, he was on the phone with his wives on Earth, and at the same time flipping through "Shounen Jump", multitasking without any confusion.

"When will your husband come back?" She Ji said with a hint of resentment.

"Uh... a few months, I will be back as soon as possible." Fang Lang answered ambiguously. In fact, he has no control over this matter. If possible, it would be better to let She Ji and the others learn the power of death. .

In this way, life span will be greatly extended.

After finishing the morning call, Fang Lang walked into the bathroom to wash up, then walked to the window and looked out at the modern city.

There are many hidden characters in this city.

Urahara Shoten, the Kurosaki family, the Masked Forces, the last Quincy, the missing Shinigami agent, Bawent...and Hollow.

"I still want to think about how to find the Shinigami stationed here. I didn't feel any special spiritual pressure last night."

Fang Lang threw "Shounen Jump" aside and took out his mobile phone. This was not the one equipped with the Palace Crossing Society, but the one sent to the God of Death by the Soul Society. It was manufactured by the Technology Development Bureau and integrated exploration, contact and communication. A multifunctional mobile phone.

After turning on the detection function, a radar pattern appeared on the mobile phone interface, scanning the entire Karakura Town.

"There are a lot of voids early in the morning. Huh?" Suddenly, Fang Lang saw that one red dot on the radar was missing, and he frowned, "I still want to take a break for a long time, but it looks like you won't give it to me. What an opportunity.”

While muttering, he went out.

When he came to the location marked by the radar, he saw no one.

This is a suburban area. Judging from the remaining spiritual pressure in the air, it seems that the virtual ones were wiped out before.

"He's gone?" Fang Lang raised his eyebrows, and his domineering aura radiated out, instantly covering a two-kilometer radius.

After a while, I saw this scene.

A kind old man taught a child the power of the Quincy.

"Ishida Uryu?" Fang Lang was startled, "Then this old man is Ishida Munexun. It really took no effort to get him. To meet him so easily is simply destiny."

As he spoke, Fang Lang took out a red glove and pressed it on his chest. Immediately, the spirit body of the God of Death was separated from his body.

Putting his body back into the virtual space of his phone, Fang Lang quickly walked towards the stream.

By the stream, Ishida Sogenu looked at Ishida Uryū's training kindly. The Quincy remnants in this world were extremely rare and were almost exterminated.

He didn't know when he started, and he was called the last Quincy. In order to prevent the Quincy's bloodline from being cut off, he would pass on this power.

Touching the Annihilation Cross on his chest, Ishida Sogenu was about to say something to his grandson when suddenly, a teasing voice came from behind him.

"It's really bold to practice in a place like this. I wonder if it will attract Xu?"

"Who?" Ishida Munexuan was slightly startled. He didn't even notice someone approaching him. When he turned around to look, he saw a man in a death uniform walking slowly towards him, "The God of Death..."

Uryū Ishida, who was practicing the Annihilation Crossbow, also stopped and looked at the uninvited guest.

"You are Sogen Ishida, the last Quincy, right?" Fang Lang said lightly. He had to make sure that the other party was pure, and he didn't want to make any mistakes.

"Yes, what does the God of Death want to do with me?" Ishida Zongxuan did not show much hostility, but was a little wary.

"You are of pure Quincy blood, so you should be able to use the power of the Quincy's Perfect Saint Body." Fang Lang didn't know much about the Perfect Saint Body, he only knew that it was the ultimate form of the Quincy.

Ishida Zongxian didn't answer. He couldn't figure out what Fang Lang meant.

Seeing him like this, Fang Lang was already sure that, as expected, the old man in front of him was an authentic pure Quincy.

Slowly pulling out the Enchantress, Fang Lang sneered and said, "Excuse me, can you give me your power?"

"What do you want to do?" Ishida Munexun frowned and stared at Fang Lang. This god of death had never been seen before. He was not a god of death stationed in the real world. Moreover, judging from the epaulette of the other party, he was a god of death at the level of deputy captain.

"What to do? Just kill you. I have no mercy for a holy father like you." Fang Lang said indifferently: "Dance, Enchantress."

Suddenly, the Zanpakuto's spiritual pressure exploded, blood-red spiritual pressure rising into the sky, and dissipated after a moment.

A pistol with a black background and red stripes appeared in Fang Lang's hand, and the muzzle was pointed at Ishida Sogen.

"Virtual flash."

The huge spirit son condensed at the muzzle, and suddenly turned into a beam of light and shot out suddenly, and the target it shot towards also enveloped Uryū Ishida.

"It turned out to be a false flash!?" Ishida Zongxuan's expression changed drastically, and a faint layer of spiritual pressure suddenly appeared all over his body. He moved his body, hugged the stunned Shunzi in his arms, and used his back to resist this attack. one strike.

boom!

With a loud bang, a figure flew out among the thick smoke and dust.

Ishida Uryu was unscathed, but his expression was frightened and his body was shaking. In order to protect him, his grandfather became covered in blood and his back was blood red.

"It's amazing. The speed of activation of this static blood suit is so fast. It takes less than a tenth of a second to perform a false flash at such a close range, and yet it can actually protect my grandson and activate the static blood suit."

Fang Lang praised that this old man should be stronger than Masaki Kurosaki, but he was a holy father.

"Ahem..." Ishida

Zongxian knelt on the ground, blood dripping from his back. Yulong beside him burst into tears, "Yulong, run as fast as possible. Run as far away as possible."

Hearing this, Ishida Uryu stared blankly at his grandfather, whose face was still kind.

"grandfather!"

"Don't stop, turn around and run!"

A loud shout made Ishida Yuryu react and quickly fled away. In his mind, Fang Lang's appearance was deeply imprinted in his mind and could not be erased.

"It doesn't matter if you don't run, I won't hurt him." Fang Lang looked calm, and the muzzle of the gun he raised began to condense red spirit particles at the speed of light again.

At this moment, the communicator next to the collar rang.

"Wait a minute, Vice Captain Fang Lang, give this person to our Division 12 team."

"You are... Nirvana." Fang Lang narrowed his eyes. ..