Supporting the body in the white blade, wandering in the red dust

Chapter 768 Peace of Mind
After throwing away the gang of water workers, Bailang also taught Shi Yi a lesson, "On weekdays, I worked hard to practice martial arts, but when it came to the battle, I didn't use any effort, and I still practiced less!" So he directly gave Shi Yi the usual kung fu. Added [-]%, "As long as you can't die in practice, practice to death! Anyway, historians have plenty of wine and meat to replenish vitality, and there are also medicinal materials to make soup to replenish blood." Bailang also knows that in the ordinary world, the foundation of high-strength martial arts is meat Enough.
The elite soldiers in this world cannot be trained without eating meat. If Shi Dalang is a poor man who cultivates like this, unless the magic star is destined to respond to the evil star, he will have trained himself to death.At this time, Shi Dalang's head has also grown a bit, and his body is also much thicker. He has tattoos of flying dragons and black tigers roaring on his body - this is why Bai Lang is willing to call the tattoo master a national player. The body grows and deforms - it is also very possible to change from Piggy to Piglet.

But now, in a short period of time, Shi Dalang has grown in height and grown in size. The dragon and tiger tattoo has not deformed at all, but instead has a feeling of growing out and becoming a bit vivid.This tattooing technique is no small matter, Bai Lang would also lament the master's precision.As for Bailang himself, in the past six months, he has grown tall and strong like a cake of hair, even his hair and eyebrows have grown quite long.

And on this day, another accident happened in Shijiazhuang—the black-haired tiger Liu Sanlang Liu Ji, the village owner on the nearby Baitou Mountain, robbed more than a hundred stones of beans and wheat transported on the road in Shijiazhuang. it is good.This black-haired tiger also took a share of filial piety from Shijiazhuang in the past, and he would not stop the caravan going to and from Shijiazhuang on weekdays. If he said that the more than a hundred stones of food and grass were nothing at all, it didn't matter if he just gave it to him directly.

But now he actually robbed Dao, this sign is not right.Shi Yi and Shi Dalang were shouting, "Why don't you point out Zhuang Dingping and take down the black-haired tiger of Mount Paektu! The thief dared to rob your grandfather's things!" Shi Taigong still wanted to appease, but at the same time he was also a little afraid, " This black-haired tiger is good at wielding big swords, and he is known as the number one hero in southern Shandong." Bailang laughed before he finished speaking, "Don't worry, grandpa, I think this Liu Ji is just a bid to sell Seoul."

At this time, Bailang's horse lance was ready, and the lacquered handle of the iron-core building block bamboo was light and strong, and it didn't have much elasticity--the actual combat weapon does not need elasticity.And Shi Dalang's bright silver gun has also been built. It is also a hard gun - the soft gun can indeed shake out the gun flare, but that thing is useless as a gimmick. It's a real fighting skill.

Shijiazhuang is considered a good family, with only twenty bows in the house, and more than a hundred simple knives and spears, no armor, nor golden drum flags - if there are any of these things, it should be a rebellion.Bailang didn't plan to dispatch Zhuang Ding, he just took a large simple knife and rode out directly.Shi Dalang was calling to take him away, but Shi Taigong grabbed Shi Yi and refused to let him go.

"Da Lang, don't be in a hurry, come as soon as you go." Bailang went straight away.This Baitou Mountain is not very high, but the mountain is quite steep. Bailang parked his horse at the foot of the mountain and went straight up along the mountain road of Jiedao.There are three passes on this mountain road, all of which are guarded by soldiers, but there is no military discipline in the cottage, so these little thieves just huddled in a wooden house on the side, drinking and sleeping.Bailang didn't disturb these bandits, and went directly past the three barriers.

The cottage is not located on the top of the mountain, but in a valley, there is a pool of water to prevent fire from being cut off, Bailang also found that the gate of the village was unguarded when he arrived.Bai Lang also laughed, "This kind of bandit has to stay in a dilapidated village until he dies, and Zhao'an won't even look for him."

Bailang walked into the stockade, but found a man tied up under the flagpole inside. The man was already dead but had been disemboweled, and his heart and lungs seemed to have been taken away.Bailang thought about the description in Water Margin, "Crazy, do you use human heart and lungs to make hangover soup? You can't keep it." Bailang kicked the so-called Juyi Hall away, and the gangsters were all surprised. They ate and drank a lot, and a man with a black charcoal head sat in the middle.

"It's ugly!" Bailang said, "That Zhang Ji! Something happened to you! Let's have a walk with my county government!" The ugly man in the chief seat who looked like a wild boar roared, "What a murder-seeking bastard! "As soon as he grabbed it, he grabbed the big knife beside him and stood up. "Hey, he's not small." Bailang looked at this guy, a big man over 1.9 meters tall which is rare these days.Before that, those guys who were the second and third masters had already killed them with knives and guns.

Bailang didn't want to shock the world for the time being, so he raised the simple knife in his hand, and with a flash of the knife's light, he had already sacrificed blood to the first guy who charged in front of him, with a knife and a weapon.Bailang was so strong that he could cut tofu as crisply as he could.Bailang's path is also the two-handed saber technique among the Five Tigers' Broken Door Knives, which is exclusively used under this kind of simple saber, and the forward and backward swings are extremely fierce-much more violent than the single-handed sword.

Bailang doesn't leave anyone under his knife, and more than one person will be beheaded every time he makes a knife. Bailang's martial arts level, this is killing Jingzi. It is no longer a nursery or kindergarten.In a few breaths, the head of the hall was swept away, and they were all lying on the ground a few shorts out of thin air. The whole hall flowed out from the doorway to a stream of blood. The place was not well ventilated and was full of bloody smell.Now only Liu Ji faced Bailang alone.

If he used to be a black-haired tiger, he might be called a white-haired tiger now—all the wine he had drunk had turned into cold sweat, and this fellow with a black charcoal head was pale.When Bailang killed one-third of the people, this guy was sober, and when he killed half of them, this guy was already about to run away——joke, such a fierce fight without even torn clothes, this kind of master Was he, Liu Ji, the one who could afford it?

Has Shijiazhuang produced such a strong man?Regretful Liu Ji wanted to run away, but didn't he run away?He made a gesture just now, and he was the only one who died.So this person was also a person who knew the current affairs, and he begged for mercy directly, but Bailang intercepted his words, "Master Liu, the only head in your body is valuable, so don't blame me." When the plea failed, Liu Jipo lost his temper, With a shout, he brandished a big knife and killed him.

The angry expression froze on his face, Bailang had already tied his head to the back of the saddle by his hair, and there was not a single drop of blood on Bailang's body, except that there was blood on the sole of the shoe—it could have been without it, but Forget it, save some.

Liu Ji's head in the county government office is still worth a few bucks. Bailang handed over the head to Shi Taigong, and asked him to operate it and count the head under Shi Dalang's name, "It's time for Dalang to become famous."

(End of this chapter)