Chapter 169: Angel (2)

The reason for asking for 100 million yen was because Fang Lang found that he was almost out of money.
Being a of death in the corpse soul world has a salary, which can be converted into the world's yen. The money is not much, and he will spend it very quickly.
Since I decided to plunder the power of Ishida Yulong's bloodline, I should pit Ishida Longxuan by the way. Anyway, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.
I just don't know what kind of expression Ishida Yulong will look like when he discovers that his son, as the foundation of the Quincy, disappears.
Of course, this is not an issue for Fang Lang to consider.
...
In the evening, Kora Town lights up and down, presenting a prosperous scene.
A black car parked outside the gate of a supermarket, Fang Lang sat in the car, smoking silently.
He turned on the phone and checked the text message. There was indeed a text message indicating that 100 million yen had been transferred to your account. There was even a bank manager who called to ask if he needed help with financial management. Fang Lang naturally refused. Up.
"Huh..." Silently spit out his eye circles, Fang Lang's gaze swept across the girl who was going back and forth, it was worthy of the second dimension, the quality of the girl was high, and he feasted his eyes.
Glancing at the supermarket, a young man was shopping for food.
Soon after, Ishida Yulong bought the ingredients for tonight and prepared to go back to his apartment for cooking. He just walked out of the supermarket gate, and suddenly the black car parked opposite heard the beep of a horn, and the headlights flashed.
Ishida Yulong paused, squinted, and was startled a moment later, "It's you!?"
"Get in the car." Fang Lang said softly.
"What are you going to do?" Ishida Yulong was on guard, he hadn't forgotten what happened last time.
"Let you see what the real Quincy is like, get in the car quickly." Fang Lang sighed, "I'm very busy, if it wasn't for...I'm too lazy to find you, you don't want to see the real Quince The power of the teacher, or that you are satisfied with the status quo?"
Hearing this, Ishida Yulong's heart moved. He thought of Kurosaki Ichigo. The difference in strength between the two was getting bigger and bigger, and the other party had already left him far behind!
After gritting his teeth, Ishida Yulong walked towards the car and got into the passenger seat.
"Where to go?" he said.
"Do you smoke?" Fang Lang threw out a cigarette, started the car at the same time, and started slowly.
"If I don't smoke, I'm still a student. Even if I'm not a student, I don't smoke. Are you a doctor? You don't even know that smoking is harmful to your health? I think you can go and see your lungs!" Ishida Yulong said solemnly.
Fang Lang shook his head and smiled, "Are you my mother?"
Having said that, he thinks this person is pretty good, but one yard is one yard, the blood that should be robbed still has to be robbed.
The two did not speak, and went straight to the suburbs.
Soon after, the car stopped by the dam where the waves had come a week ago.
"Get out of the car." Fang Lang said casually, unfastening the seat belt, opening the door and getting out of the car.
After looking around and making sure that no one was there, he breathed a sigh of relief and put out the cigarette butt.
"Bring me to a place like this, what do you want to do?" Ishida Yulong got out of the car, looked around, and asked seriously.
"You are not a little girl, what can I do to you?" Fang Lang curled his lips, suddenly bent over, and slapped his palm on the ground, "Lingzi belongs!"
In an instant, the flow of spirits visible to the naked eye converged from all directions, starting from under his palm, gradually condensing a layer of spirit plates, and finally formed a space with a diameter of 100 meters, covering the two of them.
"What?!" Ishida Yulong's face changed, and his eyes revealed a look of horror, "This is the same as the space under the empty hospital! You...how did you do it?!"
"How to do it? Interesting question," Fang Lang sneered, and pointed out at Ishida Yulong, "Holy Mischief!"
In an instant, Lingzi clustered into a Lingzi arrow and shot out suddenly.
"Impossible, I don't need a bow...!" Ishida Yulong blurted out in shock, and quickly flashed to one side. This divine Mieya wiped his hair and finally shot/into the space wall created by Fang Lang.
"What do you want to do?!" Ishida Yulong took a breath, frowned deeply, and suddenly had a bad feeling that he shouldn't get in the car today.
"Tighten your nerves, or I will miss you and kill you." Fang Lang chuckled lightly, and said, "Anyway, someone asks me to let you understand what a real Quincemaker is. I rejected it before. It's not that I can't beat you. You, I’m afraid of your spirit gloves, once you use that thing, it’s just the power of destruction, I really am not your opponent. But now it’s different..."
"What the are you talking about? Please deal with me? Who?" Ishida Yulong became more confused.
"This can't be said, it's the employer after all." Fang Lang moved his shoulders, raised his chin to Ishida Yulong, and said, "Hurry up and use the spirit gloves. Let me see how powerful your Ishida family's ancestral treasures are. ."
"What are you kidding?" Ishida Yulong scolded angrily.
Seeing this, Fang Lang sighed and said helplessly: "You are stubborn, don't you understand the current situation? You will be killed by me without gloves. Don't get into a stranger's car at night. No one has taught you. You?"
"what……"
"Moreover, do you think the Spirit Gloves are very powerful? After all, they are only outdated. The techniques of the Quincy are improving, and the evolution of the Spirit Gloves is..." Fang Lang's tone became cold and his palm changed. As a claw, he held it in the void in front of his chest, "End the Eucharist!"
Quincy finished the Eucharist!
At the same time as the voice fell, suddenly, six spiritual pillars of light rose from around Fang Lang, and the burst of spiritual power reached more than one million grids.
On the top of Fang Lang's head, a pattern similar to a six-pointed star appeared. On his back, there was a very intense flow of spirits. The spirits absorbed from all directions condense behind his back and gradually turned into a pair of wings.
White and flawless wings!
Puff, his wings spread, Fang Lang's figure floating in the air, looking at Ishida Yulong with cold eyes.
"It's the first time I use this posture. I can't distinguish the importance. Don't blame me if you die."
Looking at Fang Lang in front of him, Ishida Yulong was completely dull. Is this a Quincy? Can't feel the existence of Reiatsu?
"Heaven... Angel?!"..
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