Pirate’s Infinite Wings

The top floor of the Seymetali building.

Inside the room, Kurapika stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Three minutes ago, Fang Lang and Chrollo disappeared out of thin air, and appeared abruptly three minutes ago.

At this time, Chrollo knelt on his knees, gasping for breath, his body was soaked in rain, as if he had experienced a lot of physical exhaustion, and his breathing could not stop.

Reflecting Fang Lang, he also showed a bit of tiredness and panted a little.

In a place he didn't know, the two seemed to have a fierce battle.

The guess is correct, but the process is wrong. The battle is a one-sided abuse. Under the fluttering fruit of Fang Lang, in the face of the powerful force of the sea, there are almost no psychics of the level of Chrollo. The power of resistance.

The reason why Fang Lang felt tired and gasped was because of the consumption of strength.

"What are you still doing, hurry up and grab it." Fang Lang couldn't help scolding Kurapika when he saw Kurapika in a daze.

Hearing this, Kurapika looked shocked, quickly threw out the chain, and tied Chrollo tightly in an instant.

"Bind the middle finger chain!"

"A chain of this level wants to catch me?" As soon as Chrollo finished speaking, his expression changed, and he suddenly realized that he couldn't use his mind power, "I see, it's no wonder that Wojin died in the in your hands."

"My middle finger chain can only be used on your spiders. Correspondingly, I also gained powerful power." Kurapika said in a low tone: "The members who are bound by the middle finger chain will be forced to enter the 'absolute' state, so Without the ability to use the mind, it is impossible to break free from my chains by relying solely on brute force."

Of course, this is the rest of the brigade. If Fang Lang is bound, he has the confidence to break free.

In the absolute state, it is true that the power of thought cannot be used, but there is no limit to domineering.

"The mission is complete, prepare to evacuate." Fang Lang's panting eased slightly, glanced at Kurapika, and said, "Catch him is just a means, my purpose is more than that."

"I know." Kurapika said coldly, killing intent surging.

Fang Lang frowned, "I said, you can't kill him, not only can't you kill him, you have to bind him with a chain at all times, and you can't let go for a moment."

Hearing this, Kurapika calmed down a little, closed his eyes, and opened them after a while, "I see, anyway, get out of here first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chrollo's laughter suddenly rang out.

"I know the prophecy, but I'm still here. Am I going to prepare nothing?"

Hearing this, Fang Lang frowned slightly, and just as he was about to say something, the door was pushed open.

Then, two figures walked in.

A tall, upright man with long white hair.

One has his hands on his back, his back is hunched, and a "one-a-day kill" doesn't jump on his chest.

Although they hadn't met, Fang Lang recognized each other at a glance.

Jeno beats Dike and Shiba beats Dike.

"You two, let's catch Chrollo first. That's easy to say, in short, kill him." Jeno raised his eyes slightly, looking at Fang Lang, "Who are you, your camouflage skills are superb, if it weren't for this old man, I'm afraid will be deceived."

"Heh, what do you mean?" Fang Lang sneered, "Grab the credit?"

"No, the task is to obliterate, not to seize. This old man uses money to do things. If he doesn't do good things, he can't get money." Jeno said lightly, "Time is limited, even though it's an uneconomical job."

"Father, their purpose is not pure, I'm afraid there is a personal grudge with Chrollo," Shiba glanced at the two, but was a little surprised in his heart.

Even the enemy he thought was very difficult, the two people in front of him were captured alive.

"What, do you mean to kill him?" Fang Lang said coldly, "I said no?"

"Then there's no other way, the old man has to force his hand and involve you, and I can't blame anyone." Jay Nuo raised his palm, and the burst of qi condensed in the palm of his hand, forming an aura like a chainsaw, "Xiba , I'll deal with the tall one, you take the opportunity to kill Chrollo."

"learn."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jay Nuo had already rushed towards Fang Lang.

"Tsk, I really thought I was a soft persimmon." Fang Lang smiled instead, "Kurapica, don't let Chrollo die."

After he finished speaking, the aura around his body erupted, but his figure quickly retreated.

The qi condensed in Jay Nuo's palm has a very high offensive and defensive power, and it cannot be defended by his own strength alone.

"Armorization!"

The invisible armor was suddenly worn on his body. Facing Jay Nuo's stabbing attack, Fang Lang dodged while looking for flaws to counterattack.

"Amazing reflexes, no wonder you can capture that guy alive, who are you?" Jay Nuo attacked Fang Lang while still having the energy to speak.

Fang Lang did not show weakness, "Who knows, I am fine with anyone."

"Who is that?"

"No one, old man."

Taking advantage of the short time he spoke, Fang Lang turned his palm and patted it. On this palm, there was a blood-colored thunder and lightning.

Seeing this, Jay Nuo's expression changed slightly, and he quickly backed away, instead pulling away.

"That's it, it's you."

Hearing this, Fang Lang was startled, and then he had a guess.

His red thunder is rarely used, he used it in the sky arena, but he didn't expect to be recognized at this time.

"My grandson has been taken care of by you." Jay Nuo grinned and controlled the merger, and in the palm of his hand, an extremely compressed bullet appeared, "Then

Let's call him Red Thunder. I know his abilities. In this case, he can't approach him at will. "

As he spoke, the thought bomb between his palms exploded and turned into a purple aura, wrapping around/around his body. Then, the purple aura turned into a dragon head between his arms, and suddenly rushed out.

"Dragon Head Drama!"

This scene fell into Fang Lang's eyes, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Transformation system? It's really troublesome." Fang Lang clicked his tongue. "Really, change is a dragon, it can attack from a long distance, and it can also be manipulated. Change system, release system, operation system, this is unscientific almighty!"

You must know that for those with the ability to change the mind, only 60% of the power of the cultivation and release department, and only 40% of the power of the cultivation and operation department.

But this leading opera painting, no matter how you look at it, exceeds this definition.

"No way, take it seriously." In a soft whisper, Fang Lang grasped the void, and a generation of ghosts suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. ..