Bai Lang turned the cup in his hand, gently pushed the woman sitting in his arms aside, and looked at the person who took out the pills, "No, I won't take this thing. And..." Bai Lang
He drank the drink in the cup in one gulp and said, "It's time for me to go back and rest. I wish you all a good time." He also specially emphasized the words "play" and "happiness". The guy who took out the pills looked very unhappy, as did the ones playing drums.
He also looked unhappy, but it was hard to say anything.
Who makes Bailang still their boxer now, and if this kind of thing needs to be tempted or forced... these people alone can't force it. If they can force it, others should have come forward long ago. Now Bailang
To leave, no one among them dared to stop him - but some of them dared to make a phone call immediately after Bai Lang left. Since the cheaper plan of using addictive drugs to control the boxer has temporarily failed, then it is better to go back to the traditional method of using money to bribe him.
alright.
The cost is higher, but the success rate is also high, and the atmosphere between the two parties will be better. When Bailang returned to his place of residence, he found that the agent who represented him for the competition was already waiting for him. So was the agent.
Directly, he took out a stack of dollars and said that he hoped to get fake punches...Bai Lang almost laughed, "To do something so rough? At least let's chat about the future competition first, and then talk about it in a roundabout way.
You want to buy me with money in the end, right? This meeting is straightforward? But I like it."
Bailang looked at his agent, "Fake matches? It doesn't matter, but it's best for you to choose a suitable one. If you cooperate with me in acting, this acting skill is the minimum." To maintain his undefeated victory,
Bai Lang has no obsession with this aspect of his reputation - he is already sure of his martial arts, and winning or losing will not affect his confidence that he is the strongest man in the world.
Bai Lang thinks so, because he has passed the first level of the Golden Bell Shield, has achieved the tiger shape, and can now be called a martial artist - are there such people in this world? If he can also develop internal strength, maybe
Yes, but I am afraid that it is impossible to cultivate internal strength in this world. After all, there are gaps in the world, and it is almost impossible to get started with the cultivation of internal strength. I don’t know if there are any masters in China who can approach him, but there are probably none in Southeast Asia.
There's nothing wrong with playing fake punches, and he can still get some money, but Bailang's request is that he also wants to play with guns. This is easy to handle. Places like Thailand are extremely unorganized. How about getting a few guns in the countryside?
Playing for fun is not a big deal in this kind of organization. However, these people will not let him play with relatively powerful weapons. Pistols are the upper limit of these people - this is because of Bailang's cooperation.
Relying on his control over his body's strength, Bailang quickly got used to firing pistols. What he wanted to know was not the power of pistols, but how to fight against pistols and long guns. "It's not realistic to dodge bullets.
At least it's not realistic now. But by judging the shooter's muscles, eyesight and sixth sense, he should be able to successfully avoid the line of fire. To deal with enemies with guns, you can only take the initiative and kill them before they hit you.
he."
Bailang was also thinking and simulating while resting. He should be able to do it, because his Qinggong speed can be accelerated very quickly in a short distance. At least the person holding the gun will not have time to move the muzzle and react in time. "But.
Facing multiple gun-holders, this is very dangerous." Bailang understands this very well. If one-on-one, he can simply ignore the person holding the gun, but one-on-one... Bailang is not sure that he can
I can fight against a few people, but I'm afraid it won't work if there are a dozen or so people.
Then try your best not to let yourself slip to this point. At least if you let him play assassination, there should be no one who can block his attack - but Bailang doesn't want to challenge the kind of surveillance that is everywhere
place.
However, these people never gave up using cheaper ways to control him, and Bailang did find that he seemed to have done something wrong - once the fake punch happened for the first time, it happened one after another, and not only
It's just a fake punch, and he even needs to be a bodyguard - this is not someone's bodyguard. In Bailang's opinion, he seems to be the bodyguard of some Ma Zai who sells addictive drugs.
To be honest, Bai Lang found it boring. Now that he had some money, Bai Lang hated selling this type of medicine. "Sometimes I think I'm too talkative." When his agent asked him to go again
When doing similar things, Bai Lang said this, and in Chinese. The agent was a typical Thai short black man, thin and thin. He looked at Bai Lang and blinked - this man can understand some Chinese, and he should be able to understand it now.
I was thinking about what the boxer said.
However, this man should be able to sense that something was wrong in the atmosphere, but before he could react, Bai Lang had already pressed his neck directly, and the man collapsed on the chair and passed out. When Bai Lang walked out, there was no one there.
Pay special attention to him, so the guy walks away in a swagger.
Bai Lang's identity cannot withstand scrutiny, so he cannot get a passport and cannot leave the country - at least not to places like Singapore. However, he can try to smuggle to other countries. "With my ability, there is no way I can go out of the country."
Go?" Bailang thought, but before that, the criminal gambling group seemed to be looking for him - who let him know something about this group's selling of prohibited drugs.
It's not difficult to find Bai Lang. He looks quite conspicuous like this - his height of 1.8 meters is quite conspicuous in Thailand, not to mention the appearance of a dignified man, which is even more conspicuous as a Chinese - temperament
They are all different. But he is not in a tourist hotspot like Bangkok. It is not difficult to find someone like him in an ordinary rural town in Thailand.
Bailang didn't deliberately hide his whereabouts when he left this time. He still found a hotel to live in - moving between cities by bus to see if there was any possibility of sneaking across. And now, he was sitting in the room, his ears twitching slightly.
, "Someone is here, three of them. If you listen to the footsteps and breathing, they can be regarded as Lianjiazi." Bai Lang smiled at the corner of his mouth and got ready on the side facing the door.
Of course the opponent would not shoot as soon as he came up, but it was true that the door was suddenly kicked open violently. These three are all professional boxers. The first one rushed over with a special cowhide shield. It seemed that they
He was also prepared, trying to pass through the entrance unharmed. Bai Lang naturally saw the two people behind him holding knives in their hands. He had already backed away the moment the door was kicked open. The guy who rushed over with a cowhide shield, Bai Lang
It was just a long punch in front of me...
This chapter has been completed!