"Is it reliable to walk across the Pacific Ocean by riding on the waves?" Bai Lang thinks it is very reliable, but it is just a matter of using Qinggong to walk on the water. He is now a master inside and outside. A little boost of energy can have an impact.
With a radius of hundreds of kilometers, what does it matter if you use your energy to walk on water and walk tens of thousands of kilometers? "It's not like Yasuo Nobi, thinking about walking from the bottom of the sea to the United States during the summer vacation, which requires traveling tens of thousands of kilometers.
It’s just too boring.”
Even if Bailang wants to leave, he will go through the Bering Strait. Wouldn't it be better for him to take the land route? Bailang is going to make some money, buy a car seriously, get a driver's license, and go all the way north to Alaska - he doesn't have a passport either.
, I don’t want to illegally get on the plane and go back directly. Of course, another way is to sneak into the cargo hold of the plane secretly. Anyway, the cargo hold of the passenger plane is pressurized and the air conditioner is not turned on. Bailang doesn’t care about the reputation, but there are indeed fewer flights now after the decoupling.
Moreover, Bai Lang is also very interested in the little monsters on the land of North America today. He doesn't mind seeing more of the miserable plight of those Americans as he walks there. It's good for his physical and mental health. Anyway, let's go to the casino to withdraw money now.
There is no pressure for Bailang's ability to play gambling - as long as it is not poker. If he wins other gamblers' money, the casino will not come out. Bailang easily won more than 100,000 US dollars in several casinos.
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But while he was gambling, someone came up behind him and said, "Mr. Lang? Hello, I am Las Vegas police detective Jim, and I have some questions for you." Bailang already knew that someone was behind him.
, he looked at the middle-aged fat white man and shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, let me pack up the chips. By the way, sir, can you send the chips to my room for me?" That's the only good thing about the casino.
, the service in this area is still very authentic.
Bailang was brought to the bureau, and the other party wanted to ask about his whereabouts and what he thought of those dead gangsters. Bailang took the photo and said, "Oh, dead people? Is there any problem?"
There was nothing unusual on Bailang's face. He had killed many people, and these four little guys were no different from dust in his eyes. At this time, a female expert took out a piece of paper and said, "Please raise your feet."
"Oh, measure the footprints." Bai Lang nodded. The other party would definitely be disappointed, because Bai Lang gathered his energy to form a foot - this foot was still an inch away from the actual kick. It was the energy in the foot that killed them, and of course the mark was also
The soles of the feet were irregular and deformed. After comparing them on the spot, the lady shook her head, "Okay, Mr. Lang, I hope you won't leave recently." Jim, the policeman, said.
"I can't guarantee..." Bai Lang smiled and left, "Maybe I should call the immigration office?" The policeman said, "Oh, it's up to you." Bai Lang found out
His level of foreign language is really good, and he can still remember it after so many years - at his level of martial arts, the communication between each other is actually more spiritual language. He thought he was speaking foreign language, but in fact he was speaking
In Chinese, the other party can completely understand the meaning correctly and still hear it as a foreign language.
What Bailang heard was foreign language, and he understood what the other party wanted to express. Both parties were able to understand the meaning correctly... Looking back at the video, it was still the same thing. Who made Bailang's spiritual imprint stronger?
Bai Lang has no status in the United States, but that doesn't stop him from buying a car, an SUV and a trailer. The $300,000 he won again was more than enough.
The Las Vegas police couldn't stop him at all. That's because Bailang easily activated the ghost casino - this legend already existed, but his energy was not enough to make it appear frequently, and Bailang easily used a little bit of gathered...
The vitality activated this guy, ensuring that he would appear every day in the next month, giving the gamblers in the casino a big surprise, and also helping the local police with some workload.
Humming an unknown song, Bai Lang drove on the highway and drove north, enjoying the scenery of the western United States along the way. In the Mojave wasteland, Bai Lang happily looked at the skeleton horses galloping in the wilderness under the moonlight and their backs.
The Skeleton Cowboy on the Mountain - In the thin history of the United States, the West was an obstacle that could not be circumvented, and there were many famous people in the West. Bailang looked at the ghost riding a horse, "Billy the Kid?"
This young man has protruding front teeth. As the moonlight flickers, he also switches between a translucent ghost and a skeleton. Bai Lang calmed down and looked at this guy riding a mount that also kept changing into a ghost horse and a skeleton horse.
He was running around in the wilderness and intercepted a car in front of him... It can only be said that it was an unlucky car. Bailang did not slow down or stop, and just passed by the stopped car.
Go away happily.
There was a group of niggas in the car, at least five of them all young and middle-aged. They drove at night and played rap music so loudly that Bailang could hear it from behind. So when they screamed, they were treated like a group of old hens.
When Billy Boy stopped the car, of course Bailang was whizzing by and flashed his middle finger, "Go shit, hahahahaha." Don't say this ghost used fear, in the eyes of these five niggas, their car
It was damaged by a rifle, but Bailang seemed to have just pulled over...
Bailang saw in the rearview mirror five guys pushing open the car door and running away frantically toward the wilderness, "Oh, the Las Vegas police department will be in trouble after daybreak. They have to find five bodies in the Mojave Wasteland."
..." He kept driving along the highway. In the middle of the night, he decided to stop and take a rest, so he drove into the wilderness, parked the car, got into the trailer, washed himself a little, and made something to satisfy his appetite.
stuff, and finally lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Behave like normal people in daily life. This is the joy of life. There is no rush to practice now - what can be done in this shabby place? It is better to go to the place where Thief Peijun and Thief Tu are always fighting to practice Asura.
The message came quickly. Bailang slept soundly until three o'clock in the morning - the trailer had electricity and air conditioning, so it was very comfortable.
After continuing on the road, Bailang soon arrived at a gas station town. After filling up his tank and buying some supplies, food and water, Bailang continued to prepare for the road. This town was basically half-dead, and Bailang could look around at it.
I can see a dark atmosphere - this used to be a place for Indians, and there is something underground here...
And in the far east, the superiors finally agreed to temporarily lend Yunshuishan to Benzi, and sent an entire fleet and a mixed group to protect the mission. Xiao Benzi was so grateful that he was nominally regarded as the "Late Han Dynasty"
"Heroes of the Three Kingdoms - Exhibition of Cultural Relics of the Three Kingdoms", Bailang's Yunshuiyan, together with some other cultural relics from the Three Kingdoms period, went to Japan for temporary display in the name of the National Museum for the National Museum.
This chapter has been completed!