Pirate's Infinite Wings

The masked army is a group of people who became masks due to Aizen's death blur experiment.

There are eight people, including four captain-level death gods, three deputy captain-level death gods, and a deputy ghost master!

Not only that, these eight people also gained virtual power, and the Reiatsu was higher than the captain and deputy captain in the general sense.

However, these people have not fought for many years, and their skills have regressed, and they cannot tell whether they are strong or weak.

And Fang Lang's purpose is very simple. Observe them up close, they are half-finished products of the death blur experiment!

Hirako Mako's eyelids twitched when Fang Lang uttered the name Masked Army. "Who are you?"

"Don't be so alert, I am not hostile to you." Fang Lang spread his hands and put the demon girl away. "You were conspired by Aizen back then, and I know this very well. You found Kurosaki Ichigo. The purpose is to get him into the group, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Hirako Mako became more alert, and could feel that although the person in front of him was wearing Yimou, the power of Yimou was indeed explosive.

With a slight sigh, Fang Lang scratched his head and said helplessly: "I am Fang Lang, the captain of the fifth division of the Gotei 13th team. I took over the position of Ai Ran Soyousuke. I was the captain of the second division before."

"Sir, the captain of the Thirteenth Team, what do you have to do with me?" Hirako Mako felt that Fang Lang was not hostile, and immediately put away the Zanpakudao.

At the same time, Fang Lang is very curious in his heart. This person knows a lot, and he can even guess what he wants to do.

"It seems that you are very resentful about what happened at the beginning, but it has nothing to do with me. You have to vent and go to the 46th room of the central." Fang Lang looked sideways behind him. Outside the alley, someone seemed to call the police. A big man, holding a sword in opposition, "This is not a good place to talk, go to your station, or say, eight of you, are you afraid of me alone?"

"Cut," Mako Hirako sighed, "Come with me."

With that, the figure suddenly disappeared, and Fang Lang followed.

The passerby who was calling the police blinked his eyes and showed a frightened expression, "Damn it, am I drinking too much?"

Masako Hirako, the former captain of the fifth division, was the captain of the fifth division before Aizen Soyousuke, about a hundred years from now.

There is no doubt about the strength, even in the state of wearing a skeleton, can use the extremely fast instant step.

Fang Lang thought a little surprised.

But compared to him, Hirako Mako was even more surprised. This man named Fang Lang was able to keep up with his speed, and he was not instant stepping, only relying on his feet.

"A monster?"

Parked in front of the mobile abandoned factory, Hirako Mako was shocked.

As soon as he landed on his front foot, Fang Lang arrived with his back foot, and just when he heard this, he smiled and said, "It's just the details, don't care."

"Come with me." Hirako Mako took a deep breath and stepped into the factory. As he walked, he admonished: "Let’s talk about it first. None of us like the gods of death. If you think there is tea to welcome you, it’s a big mistake. Wrong!"

"Of course, I'm here to talk business."

Fang Lang couldn't buy it and entered the factory gate, as if he had penetrated a layer of barriers, and suddenly, the scene inside came into view.

A sofa was placed on the empty ground. On the sofa, three girls sat.

The one in the middle, tied with two braids, made a very tugging look, but his body was small and looked like Loli. Fang Lang knew that this loli girl was called Yuan Shi Ri Shili.

On the left hand side of Yuan Shi Ri Shili, sitting a cute and innocent little girl dressed like an alien, with big eyes, looking at Fang Lang curiously, her name is Jiu Nanbai.

As for the other one, with braids, wearing a sailor suit, looking at a sex/love letter seriously, she didn't mean to look up at Fang Lang at all, and her name is Yajimaru Lisa, the original Gonii 13 team eight Captain of the squad.

In terms of appearance, Lisa Yagomaru is somewhat similar to the current deputy captain Nanao Ise.

As for the other four men standing by the sofa, Fang Lang glanced over.

"Who is he, Mako?" a man wearing orange gloves asked gruffly, "perceiving you come back, only to find another breath, everyone is still nervous."

"Idiot, didn't you go to Kurosaki Ichigo? Which bastard is he throwing out?" Saru Kaki Hiyori roared, sitting on the sofa.

He yelled at him so, Hirako Mako couldn't help but twitched, "Well, chance encounter, I was met by him by chance, and then he brought it back."

"What kind of shit came across, would you explain it!?" Saru Shiri was still furious.

Seeing this, Fang Lang finally spoke, and said: "Making soldiers, I am the current captain of the fifth division, Fang Lang, don't rush to show your position. I have one thing to talk to you. Everyone, get some tea. , Speak slowly. How?"

"Huh?" Saru Shiri squinted his eyes, and his tone suddenly became bad. "It's still a god of death, it's really hot, and I dare to say drinking tea or a fart!"

As she said, she suddenly drew out the Zhanpei Knife from her waist, "cut him off, guo big snake!"

Along with Jiefangyu, the Zhanpaku knife suddenly changed. The guard became elliptical, with a heart-like pattern on it, and the blade became a machete.

"Wait, Hi Shiri!" Seeing this, Hirako Mako's expression changed.

"Really, violent woman, do you want me to help you discipline?" Fang Lang lowered his eyes, showing impatience, "Let's dance, Yao Ji."

In an instant, the blade of the left hand turned into a gun, and the demon girl with red stripes on the black background pointed its muzzle at the monkey persimmon Riseri who was leaping towards him.

The bloody red light rapidly condensed at the muzzle.

This scene shocked everyone present, and each one forgot to move in surprise.

"Virtual flash." Fang Lang spit out two words indifferently.

This voice fell in the ears of Saru Shiri Shiri, her pupils suddenly shrank and her heart paled in shock.

At such a close range, a head-on hit, the first solution state, will die!

She came to this conclusion.

The bloody light passed away in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Fang Lang stopped filling, holding seven Zanpo knives around his neck.

"Don't say hello, just say hello." Fang Lang shrugged...