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The sound of the black chess piece rolling down from the chessboard and colliding with the floor is the sound of the end.
My heart was pounding because of running at such a fast speed, and I was restless and unable to calm down. The speed of blood flow is accelerating, causing blood vessels to swell. Fang Lang's eyes were wide open, and every step he took forward seemed to be firmly rooted in the ground.
The shogunate official did not answer.
"Is this how you treat your subordinates?"
Even though the wind on the roof was whistling against the eardrums, Fang Lang's voice still reached everyone's ears.
The senior official of the shogunate did not answer Fang Lang's question. He looked at Fang Lang like an ant, and Fang Lang didn't care. It's just that the group of guards surrounding the high-ranking official were all in a fighting posture.
They want to protect their master.
Even if their master wants to abandon them.
"What are you doing standing still! Kill him for me!!"
The extremely distorted expression is disgusting.
It has to be said that Fang Lang is extremely angry now. The Demon Sword Village is trembling, as if it feels the anger of its master. Muramasa finally revealed his fangs that Fang Lang had suppressed for a long time. From now on, he would no longer be merciful.
Even though the dying person is a pitiful, abandoned chess piece.
The battle started in just a blink of an eye. In Fang Lang's opinion, the speed of the person rushing towards him was really slow.
why?
The number of battles in Mingming¡¯s memory is very few.
why?
The body seems to have been through hundreds of battles.
why?
A move that does not exist in memory at all.
I remembered it bit by bit.
The way of fighting, as the leader's mind, Fang Lang has it all.
The warm blood blurred the front of his vision into red for a moment. Fang Lang swung his knife, and the blood-stained knife shook and was thrown clean.
It only took a moment for the battle to end. Three seconds later, Fang Lang had already grabbed the senior shogunate official by his collar and dragged him to the ground.
No one who came back to Fang Lang survived.
The situation of the war will be rewritten starting today.
The wind lifted Fang Lang's divination high, and his hair danced with the wind.
Not even giving him a chance to scream, he was given the opportunity to fall into eternal sleep.
"get out."
Behind him was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Next, go clean up the mess downstairs.
Quanzang didn¡¯t think this was a good job. The chair in the command room made him restless, as if there were needles pricking him on the chair.
"Let me take command? No, no, this, this, thishow can this be done!"
Quan Zang stood up immediately. He rubbed his butt and moved the chair back, looking as if he was so nervous that he wanted to go to the toilet.
But he knew better than anyone else that the bastard old man just wanted to put all the blame on him. If you sit down and take command at this time, at least your life will be at risk. He received money to work under the shogunate, and he also somewhat understood the personality of the gods behind the shogunate. Although I haven't had formal contact with him yet, he always gives Quan Zang an uneasy feeling.
But he knew that he could not die here. As the leader of the Ninjas, he must continue to hide in the darkness.
But the current situation is a two-year advance and retreat. On one side is the shogunate he has served for many years, and on the other side is the battle that is about to be lost. No one can lean towards either side.
It¡¯s death on either side.
If he led all his men to evacuate at this time, there would still be hope of survival, but the reality before him was that he could not evacuate. There is no way out.
As a ninja, he uses the money of the shogunate to do things for the shogunate. He doesn't think that he will be let go by the samurai of the anti-barbarian faction. I'm afraid the possibility of negotiation is also very low.
He couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this.
"Alas, I say don't just sit here. You're all going to die anyway, so you might as well run away!"
Quan Zang pretended to be relaxed, leaning on his shoulders and stroking his messy hair.
This group of helpless soldiers is really pitiful. The situation has been doomed, they have all been abandoned, and the future is dark.
But they still stubbornly stayed here, not knowing what they were afraid of. Maybe they were waiting for someone to direct them to escape or fight. In short, he was pushed into the command position by the shogunate. If he could liberate some people, he would save some people. As long as people are alive, there is still hope, right?Well.
So Quanzang gave the order.
"Don't look at me! You don't know whether the boss is dead or alive, so you might as well run away. What? You won't listen, right? I am also the commander appointed by the boss, and I order you to run away." Quan Zang touched his finger. His unshaven chin looked indifferent. "Do you understand, run away, run away! Or, to put it nicely, call us a retreat?"
At the critical moment, Quan Zang did not forget to enliven the tense atmosphere, trying to make them relax a little.
It is not easy for people to come to this world and have a bright future.
But ninjas are people who live and die in darkness, and this doesn't matter to them. But, after staying in the dark for a long time, I still occasionally feel a little envious of those who live under the sun.
After they all left, Quanzang was the only one left in the room.
Finally, there is no need to force a smile. Quan Zang exhaled a long breath, as if recollecting his life. He already had the dart in his hand.
Strength is the final bargaining chip, and Quan Zang has already made up his mind.
In the room where there seemed to be only one person left, Quan Zang raised his head, and no one knew what kind of brilliance his eyes covered by his hair were emitting.
"Calamus, just take everyone away. I'll leave all the rest to you."
Quanzang looked at the empty ceiling, blocked by his hair, and he couldn't feel the brightness. It's the same even under the bright sun.
But he has never been under the sun.
"Take everyone and continue walking well."
Ninjas are people born in darkness.
The person whose name was called quietly disappeared into the room. Maybe she was still unwilling, but now, she couldn't refute the leader's words.
What is before them is such a cruel reality.
People who are born in darkness will never be able to touch the sunshine until they die.
Even if you envy a bright future, there is only darkness ahead of you. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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