Pirate's Infinite Wings

The loss in this battle was much smaller than expected.Perhaps the people under the shogunate didn't have any special reasons for resistance, and the winning went smoothly.Furthermore, because Fang Lang assassinated the leader of them in time, the next battle was even easier.

Most of those who would resist fiercely were those who belonged directly to the senior official who was assassinated by Fang Lang.But those people were either arrested or killed, and they didn't have any ability to resist.After cleaning the captured government building, the next step is to collect more intelligence on the heavens.

Since the high-ranking officials here were killed, it may take a while for the heavenly to realize that something is wrong, and then send someone to investigate here.Fang Lang didn't want to drag the battle anymore, pretending to be an excellent leader like in the stronghold, Fang Lang didn't want to do it anymore.Although Gintoki's words calmed him a lot, his heart to fight against heaven and humans remained unchanged.

This is going to happen sooner or later, and Fang Lang doesn't want to delay any longer.So all he can do is to increase his winning percentage as much as possible before the battle begins.

No few samurai were left to garrison, just two days before the clearing of the streets began.

The feeling of going to the street this time is completely different from before. There are already a lot fewer heavens and people all over the street, which is basically invisible.No one will point fingers at the samurai's waist, and no one will deliberately find human fault.All in all, it is a lot of comfort.

Fang Lang caressed the village Zheng on his waist, feeling relieved for this rare peaceful scene.

For the disposal of the devas, if they can't be driven away, they will be killed directly. Anyway, the goods that can stay on here are just some rogue ruffians and generally not worthy of respect.Seeing the sweetness of the earth, these guys rushed to the ground in a swarm to oppress the people.

Fang Lang had warned the samurai not to show mercy to such people.Think about how many comrades and companions they killed.

The previous turmoil of the shogunate didn't seem to affect the streets here. The shops were still open as usual, but because of the lack of natural people, the expressions on the faces of many bosses were no longer so nervous.Occasionally, children run by.

This is really like a normal street.

The introduction of advanced technology by Tianren is not all disadvantages, at least the houses have been remodeled very modern.Even Fang Lang hated the house made of thatch and wood before.It’s just that none of these modern rooms are reserved for humans. One of Fang Lang’s purpose of cleaning up is to bring back the expelled humans.

"The wine you want."

The grandmother of the grocery store put Fang Lang's wine and change on the table.

Fang Lang took the wine and stuffed the change into his pocket.

He noticed a smile on the old woman's face.

So he responded with a smile."The weather is really nice today."

"Yes, yes... there used to be spaceships flying around, but today I can finally look at the sky well..."

Following Fang Lang's words, she looked towards the sky.

Fang Lang also looked towards the sky. The blue sky was dotted with white clouds.

In this world, the entire sky is rarely seen, and there are always celestial ships blocking it.This is what Fang Lang thought when he first came.

But after two days of purging, not only the heavenly people in the streets and alleys were expelled, but even the heavens were also affected by warnings, and there was less and less communication.

Then they will make a dissatisfaction voice.

But the next thing will be said later, now we should first enjoy the short peace.

Fang Romance walks in the trail, and he always thinks about many things when walking alone.But he couldn't remember anything. For example, he wanted to recall things from a long time ago, but it was nothing but nothing.He only remembered the things in this world, and he didn't remember anything before.He vaguely remembered who should be around him, but after thinking about it carefully, it was Takasugi and the others.

Although abandoning the past made him feel very sorry for the past experience, but the past has nothing to do with the present self. He is a brand new self, just consider how to save them this time.

This is an agreement between him and Songyang, an agreement made by blood.

After walking outside for a long time, the plastic bag in the hand holding the wine hurts a little, and Fang Lang feels that it is time to go back.I always looked at the sky all day today, and my neck was a little sore.

Fang Lang stopped in place and looked up to the sky.

I always feel that I didn't like to look up at the sky before, because the sky is always cloudy.

But today's sky makes Fang Lang quite pleased.

The more peaceful the atmosphere, the more people want to guard.No matter who it is, it probably feels the same.

In Fang Lang's eyes, this was like an extremely beautiful landscape painting, and no one could destroy him in front of Fang Lang.

"Well, it's time to go back."

I also strolled outside for a while.Fang Lang lowered his head, rubbed his sore neck and closed his eyes and chuckled.

Where they belong, there are still people waiting for him to bring the wine back.

Fang Lang changed the wine into his hand and looked at the red marks on his fingers that were drawn out by the plastic bag, as if he could see the blood flow under his skin.

Fang Lang occasionally feels that he is not a person living in reality.

There is power in his body that he hasn't noticed yet, and he always feels that he is not real but illusory.He appeared in this world rashly, and he didn't even know his past.It was Songyang teacher who gave him the direction for the future.Although this was not what Fang Lang himself wanted to do, at least he had a goal.

The encounter with Songyang was probably the thing that made Fang Lang the happiest after coming here.Unfortunately, the happy time did not last long.

A single-handed grasp interrupted the rest of the thinking, and put his hand into his pants pocket.

No matter how much you think about it, it won't help. It's only now that I live a good life.He has always lived in dire straits, and he should take a good rest if he has a chance to breathe.What's more, nothing will change after spending so much time worrying about the future and thinking about the past.

Maybe he is not so good at thinking.Fang Lang smiled relaxedly.Go on the way back.

He knew that when he opened the door, his friends would smile at him.

Then said to him

"Welcome back." ..