Pirate's Backblade Swordsman

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"Then the command here will be handed over to you. I need to go to the capital."

Because the concepts are roughly the same, Bellobetti quickly accepted the advanced ideas and advanced tactics instilled by Ai Lan.

It's just a few days of cooperation with Ai Lan, and I have basically learned Ai Lan's operation.

"As for you, continue to recruit the rebel army and the defeated king's army, and continue to guide the guerrilla team to act according to the original battle plan."

One Eye was originally just an ordinary leader in the resistance, but after working with Ai Lan, he has now become the leader of the second largest force in the resistance.

If only the combat power is compared, his troops can be regarded as the strongest one.

Of course, this requires the exclusion of the Revolutionary Army.

Although this group of people has average skills and tactics, their individual combat abilities are amazing.One person played more than a dozen, and there was no problem at all.

After arranging things, Ailan went to the capital of Amros alone.

Of course Irene wanted to follow, but how could Ai Lan take this little girl with him on such a dangerous mission?

He had a premonition that his trip to the capital this time would be as dangerous as fighting against the entire Baroque working society by himself in Alabasta.

"Kid, get out of my way"

Ai Lan was walking halfway, and a group of guys who didn't look like good people came over with knives on their shoulders, walking at a pace of two to five to eight thousand.

Ai Lan, with the intention of calming down the trouble, made way for these guys in strange clothes and strange looks.

But there was a strong man with a mohawk who had to walk up to Ai Lan and bump into Ai Lan hard before he would go over.

"A coward with no talent at all, hahahaha"

After the strong man deliberately bumped into Ai Lan, he burst out laughing.His companion also laughed in agreement.

Ai Lan touched his eyebrows. He always felt that the hall of this group of people was a little dark. This was a bloody disaster.

Therefore, in order to prevent this group of people from encountering bloody disasters elsewhere, Ai Lan had to bleed them personally.

"If you bump into someone, you have to say sorry. Do you understand?"

Ai Lan grabbed Mohawk by the collar, lifted his feet ten centimeters off the ground, looked up at him and said.

"sorry Sorry."

Mohican, whose face was covered in blood, apologized repeatedly, as sincerely as he could.

"What about you, have you learned it?"

The group of punks lying on the ground nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

"I learned it, I learned it."

Ai Lan kicked again alone, and then let them go.

"Um"

Looking at the back of that Mohigan who was rolling and crawling, Ai Lan suddenly noticed that his knife seemed to be still dripping blood.

Ai Lan frowned, but she didn't pursue it too much.

After all, in this world, killing people is normal.

But soon, Ai Lan regretted letting these people go, especially when she saw a little boy kneeling among the corpses.

There were no tears on the little boy's face. He just silently dragged the corpses together and helped them tidy up their clothes.

Ai Lan's heart was suddenly pricked as she looked at this thin little boy who was not even as old as Irene.

"They are all yours."

Ai Lan didn't even notice that his voice was very hoarse.

"This is my mom and dad, this is my sister, and these are the uncles and aunts who came out with us." The little boy pointed to Ai Lan one by one, his tone calm and scary.

"Aren't you sad?" Ai Lan asked.

"sad."

"Then why didn't you cry?"

"It's useless to cry."

"Do you hate those people?"

"I don't hate it." The little boy shook his head.

"why"

"Because I hate myself more, my parents and my sister died to protect me. If I hadn't blocked the way of those people, they wouldn't have troubled us."

"If I ran faster, my parents and sisters wouldn't be dragged down to death."

"If I'm stronger, I can protect them."

The little boy's voice became lower and lower until finally he was almost inaudible.

However, he still didn't cry.

Ai Lan knelt down and gently touched the little boy's head.

The little boy's body shook, but he didn't resist Ai Lan's touch.

"Are you willing to come with me?" Ai Lan asked.

The little boy didn't nod or shake his head, but just looked into Ai Lan's eyes calmly.

Ai Lan and him looked at each other for a while, and finally stood up as if she had made a decision.

"This knife is for your self-defense. Before I come back, you stay here and don't run around." Ai Lan untied the snow from his waist and said, putting it in the little boy's hand.

The little boy looked down at Xuezou, then looked up at Ai Lan, and nodded slightly.

Ai Lan rumpled the little boy's half-length hair, and said, "Cry if you want to. Boys don't cry easily, but they don't reach the point of sadness."

After finishing speaking, Ai Lan turned around and walked in the direction she came from.

Although Ai Lan didn't know where the group of people from Moxigan went, but when he released the already well-trained arrogance and swordsman's natural feeling to the strongest, he could still feel the group Where people are.

That is to say, that group of people walked too slowly because they were too arrogant. If they were faster, they might have run out of Ai Lan's range of perception.

Ai Lan also took off her weight-bearing suit, and her whole body was like an arrow, rushing towards the direction she perceived with the sound of thunder.

During this period, Ai Lan even used the Dragon Blade Shadow to rush along, just to find the group of people earlier.

If it was just killing people, Ai Lan really wouldn't be so angry.

However, they even killed the old, weak, women and children for the ridiculous reason that they blocked their own way.

If Ai Lan was just an ordinary person at that time, wouldn't he be a corpse now?

Such a vicious person will only be a nuisance if he remains

When Ai Lan found Moxigan and his group, they were happily chasing a wild boar.

"Kill it, kill it."

Although this group of people had guns in their hands, they still liked to chase the wild boar with knives, just to see the blood spurting out.

砰

Without any nonsense, Ai Lan rushed forward at a high speed, and kicked that Mohigan far away.

嘭

Mohawk hit the tree trunk on the spot and died instantly.

Everyone else was frightened and stupid, and the wild boar didn't dare to chase after it, and didn't dare to draw a gun.

Because in their eyes, only a golden lightning flashed in front of their eyes, and Mohigan flew away.

Perhaps Ai Lan's previous teachings had an effect. Someone apologized directly: "I'm sorry, big brother. If I did something wrong, I will apologize to you here."

It might be useful to apologize when Ai Lan is in a good mood, but now, they have no choice but to pay with their lives.

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