Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Pluto's blueprints...

Franky's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said in a low voice, "I don't have what you want."

"You have, you can't deceive me." Fang Lang said lightly, with a hint of impatience on his face. He was not interested in talking to others. If necessary, he could only resort to violence.

At the moment when he said it with certainty, Franky was disturbed, and his body quickly retreated, and at the same time he said again: "I don't have what you want!!"

"You forced me..." Fang Lang frowned, then let go for a moment, his feet moved suddenly, bullying him, and at the same time he punched suddenly, "hardened!"

Frankie's expression changed drastically. One moment ago, he was his savior, but the next second he became a deadly killer. When his mind was shaking, he suddenly turned around, didn't dare to stop at all, and fled towards the original passage.

"I said, there is no blueprint you want!"

Fang Lang was unmoved, hurried to catch up, punched the opponent's vest, armed with a domineering right fist, plus five times the arm strength of ordinary people, in an instant, the opponent's transformed body was punched out. A fist mark.

boom!

With a muffled sound, Franky was knocked into the air and hit the door of the passage directly. He felt the iron plate sunken in his back. Franky's face turned red for a while, and he turned to look at Fang Langshi who was walking towards him. , but also with a touch of fear and anger.

"what are you going to do!?"

Fang Lang was silent, walked over to Franky, kicked him over with his foot, and said coldly, "An Xin, I won't kill you, I just need the blueprints of Hades, rather than putting them with you. , it is safer to leave it to me for safekeeping."

"Robber Logic!" Frankie stared at Fang Lang, unspeakably annoyed, but his strength was no match for Qiwuhai at all, so he could only fall to the ground feebly and be a mermaid.

"Each each other." Fang Lang snorted softly, and looked at Frankie's chest in deep thought. To put it bluntly, the other party is also in this line of work. He often walks by the river, and there is no one who does not wet his shoes. If he comes out to mix, he will have to pay it back sooner or later.

"If you guessed correctly, the blueprint should be under the iron plate on your chest." Fang Lang said lightly.

Frankie's eyes widened, a hint of horror flashed in his eyes, how did this person know...?

Seeing his pupils dilate, Fang Lang instantly showed a decisive look, his right hand clenched his fist again, and the fist dyed in jet black slammed into the opponent's chest without the slightest pity.

boom! !

"Wow!!" Franky screamed, spitting out the acid water in his stomach, his complexion became extremely pale and bloodless, staring at Fang Lang's eyes with hatred to the sky, "You!!!"

Fang Lang ignored it and looked closely at Franky's chest. Under his domineering punch, the iron plate on the chest sank, but the edge bulged upwards. Fang Lang grabbed the small edge and suddenly slammed it. Pulled and tore off the iron plate abruptly, revealing a well-preserved blueprint inside.

"Sure enough..." Said softly, Fang Lang took out the blueprint, then ignored him and turned to Robin.

"Fang Lang!! You can't die!!" Frankie's roar came from behind.

Hearing this, Fang Lang froze slightly, one hand had already touched the hilt of the knife at his waist, but after a while he smiled and said with a self-deprecating smile, "Forget it, there are more people who want my life than you are. ."

Shaking his head, he walked over to Robin.

"What do you want Pluto's blueprint for?" Robin blinked, unable to understand what the little man had planned.

"This is a good thing, even if I don't need it, but it is the sword of Damocles." Fang Lang said softly, flipping through it, but since this thing is a design drawing, it is naturally not something that a layman can understand. I had to give it to Robin, "Look, is this true? Although I'm 90% sure, it's better to be cautious."

Robin heard his affirmation, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. This little man really knows everything. At this time, he smiled and took the blueprint to confirm.

"As far as ships are concerned, such a thick stack of design drawings is really quite complicated." Robin turned over, his eyes stayed on the last page. On this page, there was a drawing of a domineering giant warship, which was the finished product. After a while, he nodded and said earnestly, "The drawings are real."

"Ah? Oh, it's good if it's true." Fang Lang's face turned red. He was just admiring Robin's delicate face, but he was stunned.

"Does it look good?" Seeing his embarrassed expression, Robin couldn't help laughing.

"Uh..." Fang Lang twitched his face, raised his head and snapped his fingers at Menglong, pretending to be serious: "Since the matter has been resolved, let's go, I'm afraid there will be trouble if we stay."

How could Robin not see such a clumsy change of subject, and secretly laughed inwardly, but nodded in agreement on his face.

When Menglong lowered his figure, Fang Lang jumped up first, then pulled Robin, feeling Robin's little sister's soft hands, and even more in his heart, scolding himself for being too weak.

"Old Meng, find the other three." Fang Lang coughed and ordered.

Menglong let out a cheerful dragon roar, swung the dragon's tail, quickly rose into the sky, and headed towards the main island of Judicial Island.

Sitting behind Fang Lang, Robin hid the blueprints of Hades under a tight-fitting thin sweater, and then put a pair of small white hands on the little man's shoulders, leaned close to his head, and exhaled, "I haven't answered my question just now. Well, does it look good?"

Fang Lang froze, the aroma from Robin's body made him dizzy, and he nodded stiffly, "It looks good, it looks good."

"Like it?

' asked softly again.

"I like it!" Fang Lang replied without thinking.

Seeing him nodding without hesitation, Robin's expression appeared in a trance for a moment. She thought that her whole life would be dedicated to that unreachable dream. In order to pursue history, she would not stop until one day she could no longer move forward. verb: move.

But at this time, she had a throbbing in her heart, as if she wanted to snuggle into the arms of this little man, and wanted to act coquettish... This may not be bad.

wave~

The red lips were printed on Fang Lang's cheeks, his eyes widened, his expression stunned, and the moment he really got what he had been waiting for, he actually thought it was an illusion.

Turning his head to look at each other, Fang Lang moved his lips and said, "Luo, Robin?"

"Thank you, Mr. Omniscient," the Devil's Daughter's eyes became slits in laughter, and her beautiful cheeks always had a faint smile that wasn't fake. She said, "This is a reward~"

The phone, which was quietly in his mouth, suddenly lit up.

The interface of the Palace Dressing Club also popped up, and in the personal information, a system private message popped up.

Congratulations, Gong coin +1.

(Please ask for a monthly pass, please ask for an automatic~ Dear, there are five or six hundred people every day, why is there not even one tenth of the automatic? Cry, can you write this?) ..