Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Being suddenly attacked on his sensitive earlobe, Robin's delicate body instantly stiffened, he twisted Fang Lang's arm fiercely, and said angrily, "Little rascal~ Don't have any strange thoughts."

Fang Lang was in pain, and immediately let go. As soon as he let go, Robin fled from his arms with a chuckle, showing a tired gesture, and said, "Go to bed, you should rest early too."

After finishing speaking, he quietly left the study. Before leaving, he probed his head to look at the situation outside, and after confirming that no one was there, he walked out lightly.

"Tsk...it's irresponsible to provoke anger!" Fang Lang glanced at his little friend who raised his head, wanting to cry without tears.

the next day.

Earl Bolton came to visit, and Fang Lang received him in the study.

After the forty-year-old count was brought in by Kalifa, he always showed a look of sincerity and fear. The moment he saw Fang Lang, he almost knelt down.

"Lord Dragon Knight, what do you have to do with me?" Sitting at the desk, he spoke cautiously, while secretly looking at Fang Lang's expression.

"It's not because of what happened before." Fang Lang leaned on his head with one hand and said plainly, "Boton, you were engaged in slave trade before, right?"

"Lord Dragon, Dragon Knight, I, I have changed my mind! I have fulfilled the requirements meticulously as you said!" Bolton trembled in fright and spoke nervously.

"I'm asking the serious one." Fang Lang frowned, this girl couldn't help but frighten, and he still frightened himself.

"Yes, yes, do you need any help from me? As long as it is the order of Lord Dragon Knight, I will do everything I can to do it well." Seeing that Fang Lang did not pursue the offense before, Bolton felt a little relieved in his heart. breathed.

"Well," Fang Lang nodded and said bluntly: "You help me investigate an incident 17 years ago, three girls were sold as slaves, and the buyers were Tianlong people. I need to know the information of this Tianlong person. ."

"This...it's been too long," Bolton said with consideration, and then immediately added, "I need more information, such as the names of the three girls at the time..."

The name can't be said, Fang Lang pondered for a moment, then said: "If you don't know the name, you'd better not know it. But in a sideshow, they were fed snake fruit, you can use this as a clue to investigate. Bar."

"This..." Bolton was sweating profusely. With so little clues to investigate what happened seventeen years ago, it was an almost impossible task.

"Is there a problem? You can use the elimination method. There are a total of twenty families, um, nineteen families to be precise." Fang Lang thought of the Neferutali family, so he changed his words.

"Yes, yes, I will try my best." Bolton only nodded. In front of the power, he was just a desolate earl. The person in front of him, raising his hand, could make him doomed.

"Go ahead, I'll give you a month." Fang Lang waved his hand and told him to leave.

After he left, Fang Lang fell into contemplation again. Although this person is engaged in slave trade and has more channels to investigate, it is very difficult to think about it carefully. After all, it has been 17 years.

"Since it's the same with the Empress, even if it's troublesome." Fang Lang pondered and flashed a hint of coldness. His woman, how can others bully, and she has to return the bully, and this matter is still in the Empress' heart. A thorn, if it is pulled out, there may be a turnaround.

Bolton, who left the villa, was even more frightened, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and started running around for Fang Lang.

Morning a week later.

A carrier pigeon flew to the Chambord Islands and into a bar.

"Is it your woman outside?" Xia Qi smoked a cigarette silently and asked Rayleigh, who was having breakfast.

"Where do you want to go?" Rayleigh took out the letter from the feet of the carrier pigeon and read it, with a dull look on his face, "That boy Fang Lang and Hancock...?"

"What's wrong?"

"Let's see for yourself." Rayleigh shook his head, his expression still full of surprise.

Xia Li took it with a frown, and at a glance, he was stunned for a while, and then said angrily: "What the hell is that kid thinking, to use force on little Hancock?"

"It's just that you don't want to, it's not necessarily what you said." Rayleigh defended his friend's apprentice.

"But the fact is that he ran away after finishing it. It's so irresponsible. I misread him. I shouldn't have given him a map in the first place." Xia Qi's dissatisfaction escalated.

"Don't say a few words, there must be some misunderstanding in it." Reilly said lightly: "And why didn't you run at that time? Fang Lang and Hancock fighting?"

Xia Qi was silent until he finished smoking, and then he instructed Rayleigh who went out: "You go and ask clearly, if he plans to always give up, I will definitely not bypass him."

"What if not?" Riley asked his wife sideways.

Xia Qi smiled and said, "If you're going to be responsible, that's just right, I'll definitely help match it. Little Hancock is almost thirty, and it's rare for a man to take her in. What's wrong? I'm afraid Why is my mother-in-law more anxious than me?"

Riley laughed and left the bar.

When he saw Fang Lang in the villa, Lei Li called him outside and asked with a serious face, "I already know what you did on Daughter Island."

Fang Lang was taken aback, how was this exposed?

"What are you going to do?" Reilly asked. "If you say it's for fun, just break your leg for Naik's sake."

Fang Lang wanted to cry without tears, but he didn't expect his cheap master to have such a use, scratched his head, and said helplessly, "I really

Didn't intend to do that, just got poisoned. "

"Poisoned?" Rayleigh was taken aback.

"At that time..." Fang Lang explained it roughly, and finally let Rayleigh understand what happened at that time.

"..." Rayleigh was speechless and looked at Fang Lang with a strange expression. How could this sound like a temporary fabrication? What kind of person Hancock is, he still knows in his heart.

"Really, you have to believe me." Fang Lang vowed seriously.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, as long as you plan to be responsible." Rayleigh waved his hand indifferently and said in a low voice, "Hancock used to be pitiful, you have to treat others well. Otherwise, don't talk about me, a bunch of People are bothering you."

"Uh..." Fang Lang's mouth twitched.

"But don't worry, since you're going to be responsible, someone else will help you with other things." Rayleigh patted his shoulder and said with satisfaction: "There are many matchmakers, you can rest assured."