After the battle was over, the Yuhuan Step Mandarin Duck Leg, Wu Erlang's secret skill taught by Zhou Tong, showed a flaw first. Bailang's martial arts skills naturally took advantage of the situation to take advantage of his flaw.
, similar to the left and right roundhouse kick, the footwork is good." Bailang commented casually, and then used his arms to catch this set of moves. The competition was over, and Wu Er sincerely admitted defeat. Bailang's martial arts was indeed very strong.
Official Chai Jin also applauded him, promising that he would be unparalleled in the world, but Bai Lang just laughed it off and pointed out some flaws in Wu Song's moves. Although Official Chai Jin repeatedly tried to persuade him to stay, Bai Lang did not stay.
He rode on horseback, took a large sum of money for firewood, and then left. "There are thieves everywhere in the Song Dynasty." Bai Lang also sighed. He was acting as an official, and there were robbers on almost any decent hilltop.
Occupy and focus on robbing passers-by and merchants.
How dare you say that the Song Dynasty was prosperous and prosperous?
Bailang was riding alone, and he should have been a fat sheep visible to the naked eye on the road. What's more, the silver bag behind his saddle was obviously full of money. Logically speaking, he should be the favorite customer of robbers and black shops. But Bai Langchang
He had such a good appearance. He could tell at a glance that he had a fierce beard and raised eyebrows. When he entered a shop on the roadside that day, Bai Lang knew that this shop was unusual—the waiter was short and thin, and his eyes were dripping.
The store owner was a topless woman, and she couldn't even look at her even if she was wearing make-up or makeup.
The browned dough was hard to apply powder, and two dots of rouge could not cover it up. Bailang glanced at the shop and it was quite deserted. He was the only customer at the moment. "I don't drink alcohol, just give me a few bowls of water and bring some food and meat."
"After saying that, Bai Lang took out a bunch of coins and put them on the table. The waiter brought a few bowls of water and a basin of meat. The shop owner almost made Bai Lang spit out his winking eyes. Bai Lang's nose twitched slightly,
"Beef? Did this cow fall into a ditch and die?"
It's not just beef. There is another smell coming from the kitchen of this store. The water actually has a smell and it's not very clear. "It's sweat medicine. Is your kitchen cutting off a leg? This is a black shop in the Song Dynasty.
You are the first one I saw." Bailang put down the water bowl and said, standing up with a body that was more than eight feet tall, and casually beat the kid who took out the knife to pieces, grabbed the store owner and slapped him, and immediately made a meat on the ground.
cake.
Bailang went straight into the kitchen and saw a fat man looking up at him. There was a piece of meat on the chopping board. Bailang knew what kind of meat it was from the light yellow fat. At that moment, he sneered. The man in front of him was killed with a knife.
It was cut into countless small pieces and scattered all over the floor. Everywhere Bai Lang looked, the floor was shaken to powder, revealing a large pit underneath. There were all kinds of knives inside, and there were several dead people who had been washed, peeled and beheaded hanging everywhere.
Just as Bai Lang expected, this was a black shop that specialized in charming passers-by and selling human meat buns while robbing money. From this, he thought of Sun Erniang - "If you meet her, kill her immediately." Bai Lang walked out of the shop.
The gold and silver they found were packed into packages and taken away, and then they set a fire and burned down the dark shop.
When they arrived at Qingzhou Mansion, they saw that several merchants leading mule carts on the road ahead were surrounded by thieves rushing down from the mountain. They all yelled, "Take it up and cut out the heart and liver to make a bowl of sobering soup for the village leader!" Bai Lang did the same.
Urging the horse forward, "Another mouthful of fat sheep!" the bandit shouted, and Bai Lang drew his sword on the horse - this man and Shi Yi robbed Huang Gang, and they still don't care about his big Song law. Everyone in Song Xingtong
They had already violated the regulations prohibiting private possession of weapons.
What Bai Lang has in his hand is a long and narrow knife. This is the standard weapon. It can stab and chop. Bai Lang's knife is made bigger and heavier. There are quite a few blacksmiths in the village who have accepted Bai Lang's guidance in forging weapons. Bai Lang smokes
The knife just moved forward, and the tip of the knife pierced a bandit first. Bailang moved his wrist and used the blade to open it. The bandit opened a big hole from front to back, and all the water flowed out.
After that, the horse's speed did not slow down, and the white waves slashed across it, and another head flew into the sky. The horse did a vertical chop, and the thief's body was split in two. He fell to the ground and died miserably. He rushed to the merchant's side and easily killed three people.
, these three people could not even leave any damage to the horse. When the other bandits saw the white waves coming, they also shouted and fled up the mountain. The several merchants knelt in the soil and kowtowed in thanks.
Bailang didn't take it seriously, "You can just go on your own." Someone from the merchant came up and asked his benefactor's name, "A certain Bailang." Bailang answered casually and then directly urged his horse to go up the mountain. He was following the soldiers who were escaping. Not long after,
Then they arrived at a village. "Hey? Do you recognize the words? It actually says Qingfeng Village." Bailang said with a smile. There was a loud sound in the village, and dozens of soldiers rushed out in formation, and three of them had different appearances.
The man stood in the middle.
Among them, the guy standing on the left is particularly special. He has an ugly face, a short stature, and a pair of pig eyes. At first glance, he looks like a lustful person. Bailang stood on the horse and looked down at these people, "You guys!"
You want to rob and kill the merchants and eat the hangover soup? You are really brave, hahaha." Bai Lang also looked arrogant and domineering, with a sense of righteousness accompanying him.
"You little thief! Please tell me your name!" Although the leader in the middle sounded furious, he was actually subdued - Bai Lang's majestic appearance and majestic hair have subdued the fighting spirit of this kind of thing. It's just a demon.
How can Xing compete with White Tiger Xingjun? "A certain Bailang." Bailang didn't embarrass him and told him his name. However, he saw that the eyes of these three people were also moving around. It seemed that they didn't know who Bailang was.
It was normal that he was not the one who called Baoyi Xiaoyi Heisaburo in time. He had been involved in both black and white for more than ten years and his reputation was certainly resounding. When Song Jiang arrived, the three of them bowed down and said, "Qingfeng Village, Qingfeng Village, I
I heard Shi Yi said that it seems to be occupied by three people?" Bai Lang also said, and when he heard the word Shi Yi, the red-haired and yellow-bearded big boss who was probably of Hu'er blood immediately shouted, "But Xiao
Ming Wang Shiyi Shi Dalang in person?"
Bai Lang nodded, "It's his head coach. So you are the golden-haired tiger Yan Shun? This three-inch boy is the short-legged tiger Wang Ying? Looking at his pig-like face, he is indeed a dirty thing." Bai Lang's words were absolutely perfect.
You're welcome, Wang Ying, the short-legged tiger, was annoyed, so he drew his knife and was about to chop off the horse's leg. "I was originally driving a cart, but when I saw the money, I wanted to rob the guests. This alone is already a bad thing in the world."
"Bai Lang cut off Wang Ying's knife-holding arm with just one blow, and blood flowed profusely.
"It's none of my business whether a hundred single and eight magic stars can gather together!" Bai Lang snorted coldly. The tip of the knife was already pressed against Wang Ying's throat, and the back blade had already drawn a bloody mark on the guy's chin. "It's killing."
Are you still not going to kill me?"
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