Pirate's Infinite Wings

In just 3 days, Fang Lang hit from the 1st floor to the 200th floor. Naturally, the reputation of the place has risen, and it has been noticed by many people.

The gain of fame is nothing, Fang Lang cares more about money.

There are 10 million for 150 floors, 15 million for 160 floors, 20 million for 170 floors, 25 million for 180 floors, and 100 million for 190 floors, for a total of 170 million nuns.

Earning 170 million jinni in three days, which is equivalent to 15 million soft sister coins of the earth celestial dynasty, is simply super profitable.

Fang Lang suddenly changed from the poor to the rich class, referred to as Gao Fu Shuai.

At this time, Room 2014.

Bisji said helplessly: "Finally got the registration qualification, you can go to the 200th floor to register. Your training will also begin, be mentally prepared."

"Yes, a few days was wasted." Fang Lang packed up his things, took the keys, and went out with Bisji, "but it doesn't matter, it's not too late."

"By the way, you said you had an agreement with others before, what's the matter?" Bisji walked beside Fang Lang and asked.

When the two walked together, the people they saw would definitely say that they were brothers and sisters, or father and daughter, but Fang Lang knew in his heart that this lovely blond little loli was at least fifty years old.

Of course, Fang Lang is more than two hundred years old. In comparison, he is a young man.

"Well, maybe I won't come. After all, it's killing the eye. If you can't overcome it, it's not surprising. But the other one is definitely there, and you may see it right away." Fang Lang said casually, pressing the elevator button.

He was talking about Qiya and Hisuo. Qiya didn't know. His words were on the 200th floor without accident.

The two entered the elevator one after the other, heading towards the 200th floor.

"Well, I just ask about you, but be careful. Players on the 200th floor and players below the 200th floor belong to two worlds." Bisji said, "Before you could rely on your combat skills to make a move. Defeat all the opponents, but then it won’t be that simple."

"Reassured, I am not a rookie. I know what kind of enemy and what level of combat power to use." Fang Lang rolled his eyes, and Bisji really treated him as a newcomer.

"It's fine if you understand." Bisji nodded in satisfaction.

As a master for a period of time, she treats her apprentice very well. She pays attention to Fang Lang's thoughts, and doesn't say much when she shouldn't.

When the elevator reached the 200th floor, Fang Lang and the two left the elevator and immediately felt a sense of murderous intent.

At the end of the corridor, a clown squatted, with a sharp sight, locked in the first moment Fang Lang appeared.

The space seemed to freeze, and gusts of cloudy wind blew away the registration qualification certificate in Fang Lang's hand.

"What is this?" Bisji was taken aback, "This malicious thought is obviously directed at us!"

"It's not us, it's me." Fang Lang corrected him, but with such a complexion, he walked slowly towards the other party.

"You? What you just said, shouldn't it be the master of this idea, right?" Bisji opened her mouth and said in surprise: "This is quite a master!"

Even Bisji is called a master, which shows that Hisou's thinking ability is powerful.

"Are you here? I've been waiting for a long time." The voice from Jiuyou contained a deep chill, "I'm impatient while waiting, and want to kill impatiently."

"Anyway, tell me where Xiaodi is, and I will play with you happily."

Being in the midst of malicious thoughts, Fang Lang walked towards Xisuo step by step like a okay person.

"This is a headache, I don't know, but she should know." Hisuo licked his lips, full of fighting spirit.

"She?" Fang Lang frowned.

"Who is it? Maybe I'll tell you." Hisuo stopped reading, standing in front of Fang Lang, and said, "What number to register for the game?"

Fang Lang selectively didn’t hear this question, and instead said, “So, I guessed who it was. That girl with pink hair, right? I remember her ability to think is very strong and can stitch wounds. , Nerves, bones, blood, etc.... If I cut off your hands, you will not be able to contact her and ask for help, and I can..."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. If you apply for a match, I will naturally ask her to appear." Hisuo said lightly.

"Heh, next time." Fang Lang chuckled lightly and turned to leave.

His brow furrowed, looking at Fang Lang's back, he stretched out for a long time, "Forget it, since I'm here, I will have a chance soon."

"Do you know him?" Bisji walked beside Fang Lang, asking strangely.

"Why don't you know him? He is also the hunter of this year." Fang Lang raised his eyebrows and said strangely, "Don't you even know which hunters are qualified for this year?"

"Who would pay attention to that kind of thing? If it weren't for the president to contact me, I wouldn't even know you." Bisji said angrily, "However, that guy is not ordinary. Why would such a person ask you for an appointment?"

"Just think about the reason," Fang Lang glanced at her and said calmly, "Because I am stronger."

Hearing this answer, Bisji rolled her eyes, and she didn't believe this boasting.

The two quickly arrived at the registration office, but three people blocked their way.

A red dress, no legs, walking on crutches, relying on a prosthesis.

A wheelchair has the same wheels as the wheels of a truck.

The sleeve of one left hand was empty, without arms.

"Something?" Fang Lang raised his eyebrows.

"Hello, newcomer." The man in the wheelchair said, "My name is Libeiduo. I am a registered player on the 200th floor. As a senior, I will give you a piece of advice."

"Huh?" Fang Lang glanced at Bisji, then issued a questioning look.

The content of the inquiry is, can it be killed?

"Hurry up and go home to drink milk, this is not the place for a hairy boy like you to come." Libeiduo sneered.

After listening, Fang Lang blinked, glanced at the other person with a neurotic look, then shook his head without saying a word...