Vol 3 Chapter 19: Broken chess board

The black chess pieces roll off the board, and the sound of collision with the floor is the sound of ending.
His heart pounding because of extreme speed, restless and unable to calm down. The speed of blood flow is increasing, causing blood vessels to erupt. Fang Lang opened his eyes wide, and every step he walked forward seemed to be firmly rooted in the ground.
The official of the shogunate did not answer.
"Do you treat your subordinates that way?"
Even if the wind on the roof hit the eardrums, Fang Lang's voice still reached everyone's ears.
The shogunate senior official did not answer Fang Lang's question. He looked at Fang Lang with ants-like eyes, and Fang Lang didn't care. It's just that the group of guards surrounding the senior officials put on a fighting posture.
They want to protect their master.
Even if their master wants to abandon them.
"What are you doing in a daze! Kill him for me!!"
The extremely distorted expression is disgusting.
I have to say that Fang Lang is now extremely angry. The Demon Blade Village was trembling, as if feeling the master's anger. Curazheng finally revealed its fangs that had been suppressed by Fang Lang for a long time, and then he could no longer be merciful.
Even though, the dying person is a poor, abandoned pawn.
The start of the battle was only a moment, and in Fang Lang's view, the speed of the people rushing towards him was really slow.
why?
Obviously, the number of battles in his memory is very few.
why?
The body seems to have gone through a lot of battles.
why?
A move that does not exist in memory at all.
I remembered little by little.
The way of fighting, as the leader's mind, Fang Lang has all of this.
The warm blood blurred the front of his vision into a momentary red, Fang Lang waved his knife, and the blood-stained knife was shaken, and it was shaken clean.
The end of the battle was only a momentary matter. Three seconds later, Fang Lang had already grabbed the collar of the senior shogunate official and dragged him to the ground.
None of the people who came back to Fanglang survived.
The battle will be rewritten today.
The wind lifted Fang Lang's divination high and his hair moved with the wind.
Not even the opportunity to scream, gift him to fall into eternal sleep.
"get out."
Behind is the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Next, go to clean up the mess downstairs.
Quan Zang didn't think it was a good job. The chair in the command room made him restless, as if a needle was pricked him.
"Let me direct? No, no, this, this... how can this work!"
Quan Zang stood up immediately, rubbed his and moved the chair back, looking nervous enough to want to go to the toilet.
But he knew better than anyone else in his heart that the old just wanted to push the black pot on his back. If you sit down and command at this time, at least you will lose your life. Collecting money to do things under the shogunate, he also understood the personality of the heavenly people behind the shogunate. Although I haven't been in formal contact, it always gives the whole Tibetan a sense of anxiety.
But he knew that he could not die here, as the leader of the Endurances, he must continue to hide in the darkness.
But the current situation is two years forward and backward. On the one hand is the shogunate he has served for many years, and on the other is the battle that is about to be lost. No one can lean on either side.
All sides are dead.
If he led all his subordinates to evacuate at this time, there would still be hope of survival, but the reality in front of him was impossible to evacuate. There is no way out.
As a ninja, taking the money from the shogunate to do things for the shogunate, he doesn't think he will be let go by the warriors of the barbarians, and the possibility of negotiations is also very low.
He couldn't help sighing at the thought of this.
"Hey, I said you don't sit here and do not sit here. Anyway, it's a death, you might as well run away!"
Quan Zang pretended to be relaxed on his shoulders, rubbing his tousled hair.
This group of helpless soldiers is really pitiful, this situation is doomed, they are all abandoned, and the future is dark.
But they are still stubbornly guarding here, not knowing what they are afraid of, maybe they are waiting for the person who directs them to escape or fight. In short, he was pushed into the command position by the shogunate, and if he could liberate some people, just save some people. As long as people live, there is hope, right?
So Quanzang ordered this.
"Don't look at me! I don't know if the boss is dead or alive, so you should escape. What? Don't listen to it, right? I am also the command appointed by the boss anyway. I order you to escape." Quan Zang touched His shaggy chin looked indifferent. "Understood, escape, all escape! Or put it nicely, called retreat?"
The whole Tibet does not forget the active and tense atmosphere at critical junctures, and wants to relax them.
It is not easy for a person to come into this world and walk for a while. It is only by looking at the bright future.
But ninjas are born and dark, people who die in darkness, it doesn't matter to this point. But ah, after staying in the dark for a long time, occasionally I still slightly envy people who live in the sun.
When they all left, there was only one person in the room.
Finally, there is no need to force a smile. Quan Zang breathed out a long breath, as if reminiscing about his life. He already held a dart in his hand.
Strength is the final bargaining chip, and the whole Tibet has already made a good sense.
In the room where there seemed to be only one person left, all Zang raised his head, his eyes covered with hair, what kind of brilliance was now exuding, no one knew.
"Changpu, just take everyone and go. I will leave the rest to you."
Quan Zang looked at the empty ceiling, blocked by his hair, and he could not feel very bright. It's the same even under the big sun.
But he has never, walked under the sun.
"Take everyone and keep going."
A ninja is a person born in darkness.
The person whose name was called disappeared silently in this room. Perhaps she was still unwilling, but now she was unable to refute the leader's words.
It is such a cruel reality before them.
A person born in darkness cannot touch the sun until death.
Even if I envy the bright future, there is only darkness in front of me. ..
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