Pirate's Sword Hero

"Next, the command here is left to you, I need to go to the capital."

Because of the same idea, Belo Beatty accepted the advanced ideas and advanced tactics instilled by Ai Lan very quickly.

After only a few days of cooperation with Ai Lan, I have basically learned Ai Lan's operation.

"As for you, continue to incorporate the Resistance and the defeated King's Army, and continue to guide the guerrilla squad to act in accordance with the original battle plan."

One-Eyed was originally just an ordinary leader in the Resistance, but after working with Ai Lan, he has now become the leader of the second largest force in the Resistance.

If only comparing combat effectiveness, his unit can be regarded as the strongest one.

Of course, this needs to exclude the revolutionary army.

This group of people, although their skills and tactics are average, their individual combat abilities are amazing.There is no problem at all if one person hits a dozen or so.

After arranging things, Ai Lan went to the capital of Amros alone.

Of course Irene wanted to follow it, but how could Ai Lan take this little girl with her to perform such a dangerous task?

He had a hunch that his trip to the capital this time would be as dangerous as fighting against the entire Baroque work society in Alabastan.

"Boy, get out of me!"

Ai Lan walked halfway down the road, and a group of guys who didn't seem to be good people carried knives and walked over at a pace of two to five or eighty thousand.

Ai Lan made a way for this group of strangely dressed and strangely long guys with the intention of calming things down.

But there was a strong man with a moxican haircut, who had to walk up to Ai Lan and hit Ai Lan hard before he agreed to pass.

"There is nothing to persuade you, hahahaha..."

After the burly man deliberately hit Ai Lan, he burst out laughing.His companion laughed in agreement.

Ai Lan touched her eyebrows. He always felt that these people in Yintang were a little black, which was a disaster of blood and light.

Therefore, in order to prevent this group of people from encountering blood and light in other places, Ai Lan had to bleed them personally.

"You have to say'I'm sorry' when you hit someone, do you know?"

Ai Lan grabbed the collar of Mo Xigan, lifted his feet ten centimeters from the ground, looked up at him and said.

"sorry Sorry."

The blood-stained Moxican apologized again and again, with a sincere and sincere attitude.

"How about you, have you learned it?"

The group of punks lying on the ground nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Learned, learned."

Ai Lan kicked again, and then let them go.

"Ok?"

Looking at the back of Moxican crawling around, Ai Lan suddenly noticed that his knife seemed to be dripping blood.

Ai Lan frowned, but didn't pursue it too much.

After all, in this world, killing is normal.

But soon, Ai Lan regretted letting go of these people, especially when she saw a little boy kneeling in a pile of corpses.

The little boy didn't have any tears on his face, but silently dragged the corpses together to help them tidy up their clothes.

Ai Lan looked at this thin boy who was not as old as Irene, and her heart was pierced.

"They, who are you?"

Ai Lan didn't even notice, his voice was very hoarse.

"This is my mom and dad, this is my sister, and this is the uncle and aunt who came out with us." The little boys pointed to Ai Lan one by one, his tone calm and terrifying.

"Aren't you sad?" Ai Lan asked.

"sad."

"Then why didn't you cry?"

"It's useless to cry."

"Do you hate those people?"

"No hate." The little boy shook his head.

"why?"

"Because I hate myself even more. Mom, Dad, and my sister died to protect me. If it weren't for me to block the way of those people, they would not trouble us."

"If I run faster, my mom, dad and sister who won't be dragged down will die."

"If I am stronger, I can protect them."

The little boy's voice was getting lower and lower, and he couldn't hear him until the end.

However, he still did not cry.

Ai Lan knelt down and gently touched the little boy's head.

The little boy shook his body, but did not resist Ai Lan's touch.

"Are you willing to go with me?" Ai Lan asked.

The little boy did not nod or shook his head, but calmly looked at Ai Lan's eyes.

Ai Lan and him looked at each other for a while, and finally stood up as if they had made a decision.

"This knife is reserved for you to defend yourself. Before I come back, you will stay here and don't run around." Ai Lan released the snow from her waist and put it in the little boy's hand.

The little boy looked down at Xue Xue, then looked up at Ai Lan, and nodded gently.

Ai Lan rubbed the little boy's half-length hair in a mess, and said: "Cry if you want to cry. If a man has tears, he doesn't flick it lightly, but he is not sad.

After speaking, Ai Lan turned and walked in the direction where she came.

Although Ai Lan didn’t know where the group of Moxigan went, he could still feel the group when he released his already very good experience, domineering and swordsman’s natural feeling to the strongest. Where the person is.

That is, the group of people walked too slowly because they were too arrogant. If they were faster, they might have run out of Ai Lan's range of perception.

Ai Lan also took off her load-bearing suit, and the whole figure was like an arrow, with the thunderbolt rushing in the direction of perception.

In the meantime, Ai Lan even used Dragon Blade Shadow to drive her way, just to find the group earlier.

If it was just a murder, Ai Lan would not be so angry.

It's just that they even killed the old and the weak, women and children, just because they blocked their way for this ridiculous reason!

If Ai Lan was just an ordinary person, wouldn't it be a corpse now?

Such a vicious person is just a curse to stay!

When Ai Lan found the Mohican group, they were happily chasing a wild boar.

"Kill it, kill it."

Although these people have guns in their hands, they still like to chase the wild boar with a knife, just to see the scene of blood shooting.

boom!

Ai Lan didn't have any nonsense, and with the momentum of rushing forward, she kicked the Moxigan away far away.

Bang!

Moxigan hit the tree trunk on the spot and was killed directly.

The others were scared and stupid, the wild boar didn't dare to chase it, and didn't even dare to draw a gun.

Because in their eyes, only a golden lightning flashed in front of them, and Moxigan flew away.

Maybe it was Ai Lan’s previous teaching that worked. Someone directly apologized: "I'm sorry, big brother. If the little brother did something wrong, I apologize to you here."

It may be useful to apologize when Ai Lan is in a good mood, but now, they can only pay for it with their lives!