After Bailang beat this man to death, he was leaving. Those people didn't seem to have any special desire to keep him - if the price was their lives, it might not be too high. At this moment, there was a loud noise.
Several men and women appeared among them. Judging from their clothes and especially the markings on their bodies, they should be the chief helmsman of the Changle Gang.
These people were all coming and going. The young man in the lead glanced at Bai Lang and saw that he was covered in blood. There was admiration in his eyes, "You are very good. You are indeed working hard for the gang loyally."
People must have a bright future!"
Bailang just wanted to say, "Why do you think I have to work in the rainstorm? Is it love or responsibility? I just want to answer this sentence: It's because I'm poor! Fuck you! For the same reason, why do I work here?
Death? Is it loyalty to the club? Wrong! This is just my personal loyalty!"
However, at this time, he did not want to cause trouble at all. The problem now is that he might be trapped in his loyalty - the few people from the Changle Gang here, looking at their aura and look, are probably still among the masters from Jiangmen.
Go up, Bailang is very likely to be unable to break away from the Changle Gang, and maybe he will adjust the rudder or something after the incident is over...
After all, the person he originally wanted to rely on was Mu Ronghua, a disciple of the Huanhua Sword Sect. If he were the sect leader, he should be able to command the Changle Gang from a high position, and a disciple, Mu Ronghua? The leader of the Changle Gang
There are many ways to evade the helm.
When Bailang retreated, the Jiangmen men also quickly left the battle, concentrating on the Changle Gang masters. "It's time to leave. No matter what troubles come next, we have to leave first. I always feel that this
There is an ominous premonition inside." Bailang took a breath, hugged the people above him, and wanted to run away.
The young man seemed not to let Bai Lang go away like this, but he was interrupted by a cold snort just as he opened his mouth. Bai Lang also felt an overwhelming and sharp sword pressure, which made his inner strength of the golden bell uncontrollable.
The phantom of a bronze bell appeared on the ground. This phantom was shattered as soon as it appeared, and Bai Lang groaned and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
His meridians have been stabbed by the sword energy. The sword energy that originally invaded the body has been suppressed by him, and even most of it has been eliminated. However, as soon as the sharp sword energy appeared, the remaining sword energy suddenly became active.
He stood up and absorbed his true energy to grow and explode. "This is..." Bai Lang was also surprised. This kind of ability to control other people's sword energy, this martial arts is simply incredible.
On the roof of the branch building, a figure appeared at this time. Bai Lang could not tell the age of this person from the bottom up. He looked like a middle-aged man, but he looked like a young man in high spirits. The clothes on this man were
It's gray, but it looks very clean, as clean as if it were spotless - just like a sword without a speck of dust on it.
Bailang didn't want to know who this was, and he didn't want to stay here for a second longer. He immediately prepared to escape as fast as possible. However, it was really difficult. As soon as he moved, a sword intent appeared in the sky.
Bailang's sword energy, which had been suppressed but had no time to be expelled, immediately rioted, erupting from the inside out.
Bailang's meridians were suddenly stabbed to pieces by the sword energy. If it weren't for the golden bell shield's magical body protection, the sword energy was forcefully forced out of the shoulder - for this reason, the skin and flesh here were directly exploded. It was so painful.
Bai Lang shuddered. If it hadn't been like this, he might have been in trouble.
However, the sword's intention was not just that. A magnificent sword energy swept down. Bailang could only see a vast expanse of white in front of him. He immediately used all the skills of the golden bell cover crazily, clapped his palms with a "clang" sound and tried to
Blocking this blow - "He must be an innate master! Damn it, I'm afraid this was not a serious move! It was just a casual blow!"
Bailang's whole body ached, and it seemed that the power of the golden bell could not be blocked at all. At this time, the jade fish on his chest jumped up, flicked his tail and disappeared with Bailang...
Of course, in the eyes of others, this is Bailang being beaten to death by an innate master... Even the master himself thinks so, and he is smiling when he looks at those Changle Gang members. "
The deputy sect master of Dajiangmen... Dugu Feng is the same as the water..." the leader of the Changle Gang said through gritted teeth.
Bailang's whole body ached, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was splashing in the water. The jade fish was still hanging around his neck, and this time it just pretended to be gone. Bailang looked at it
Looking at myself, I saw that I was only wearing a pair of swimming trunks, "Bah, bah, bah!" The bitter taste in my mouth must have been swimming in the sea.
In front of him was a yacht, with women in bikinis and men in beach shorts happily drinking and having fun. Bailang was treading water, but he was confused. "What happened to you coming here this time? What's your identity?"
?I think this Yuyu is much more awesome than the Ghost Head Adventure Hall." Sure enough, only he heard the voice, "Ten years of charging!"
"Could it be that I am a victim?" However, Bai Lang saw that the coast is right where the water and the sky meet, and he must be joking in this place. Sure enough, the people on the yacht ran over and laughed at Bai Lang, "Bai Lang, Bai Shaobao,
Why don’t you come up quickly and have fun? What’s the fun in staying in the water?”
"Bai Shaobao?" Bai Lang was even more puzzled. This is not the Ming Dynasty. This yacht looks like a modern product. Why do you call him "Bai Shaobao"? However, this does not prevent Bai Lang from using this ladder to get off the stage. He clicked
He nodded and pulled the ladder on the side of the boat to climb onto the yacht. This guy still had big doubts about his identity.
What is certain now is that his name is still Bailang, and the people on the yacht should know him. This means that he has a legal status and may be quite rich. However, he knows nothing about this. Fortunately, there is a computer on the yacht.
And there is actually a mobile signal at this distance! "Telecommunications is so awesome!" Bailang could only say this.
There is no other way. It is the political responsibility of telecommunications to provide telecommunications signals within the territorial sea, airspace and territory. Therefore, computers can completely access the Internet on mobile devices, and the first thing Bailang searched for was his own name. "Bailang, courtesy name Yuzhu, Prince Shaobao of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty,
A famous general who made military exploits in suppressing peasant uprisings and quelling border rebellions..."
Bai Lang finally figured it out. It turns out that this world is actually the successor of his Ming Dynasty. "But I don't know that the internal power of the fourth level of my golden bell will..." Bai Lang found that it could not be released externally, but it did not mean that it could not form a protective body.
Gang Qi, but the loss was unexpectedly serious. In just half a cup of tea, the internal strength of the golden bell was actually unsustainable.
Bailang shook his head and continued to read "his" biography, "Baidu Encyclopedia..."
This chapter has been completed!