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Chapter 182 Killing the Official

It doesn't matter if you think about it carefully. At worst, you can learn from Wu Erlang's old affairs in Yuanyang Tower. Bai Lang just wore a hat and came to the Governor's Office. It was almost dusk. When the guards in front of the Governor's Office saw this grown man standing in front of the yamen, they came to drive him away. "Go and go! Don't make trouble in front of the Governor's Office! Be careful to beat the board!"

Bai Lang's face was extremely fierce, with a big beard that exploded with thick eyebrows, and his tiger's eyes were full of a powerful look. He was born with a good appearance like a peerless general. Of course, Shao Bao's appearance was good. He laughed, grabbed the hat on his head with his left hand and threw it away, and pushed the soldier away with his right hand very easily, and walked straight into the yamen.

"Your soldier is very fierce but he is pretty good. If you are lucky today, you will escape the death disaster! Go home quickly." The soldier hit the wall heavily, but there was nothing serious. Bai Lang left this sentence and stepped in. There were definitely not only one soldier guarding at the door, there were seven or eight people.

Bai Lang took off his hat and immediately revealed a short hair below - this was a long black hair, which was already considered a pride of violating the Qing Dynasty's laws. The Qing soldiers shouted that they were rebels, but not many of them rushed up - just two fools rushed over.

Bai Lang smiled and grabbed the heads of the two people. He touched them like lightning, and suddenly, with a "knock" sound. Both heads were broken, and white and red splashed out. The two corpses with broken heads were still thrusting and thrusting, and Bai Lang's hands were loosened and fell to the ground. The others fell down too. These veterans pretended to be dead, and they didn't shout too much, for fear that the fierce man would come up and beat the person to death.

Bai Lang was not interested in taking care of these soldiers. Now he cut his head and had no silver leader, and the head of the Green Camp soldiers? Forget it, the head of the real Tartars is not worth it now... Bai Lang walked in along the main hall - this official office has rules and is arranged in a central axis, so you can probably find the bells when you go in the middle.

There were not a single person who came to intercept Bai Lang. Several men in Qing Dynasty military officers rushed over, and they were much stronger than those soldiers. However, Bai Lang just smiled and stepped out and punched the first person in two pieces, stretched his legs and kicked them, and the other two were folded together.

In Bai Lang's hands, these people were no different from being slaughtered with straw. They could easily kill them with one hand and one foot. The servants fled one after another, and the maids even screamed and collapsed on the ground. Bai Lang didn't care at all. He just used his light skills to pass the first and second level and soon arrived at the backyard.

When you get here, you have to look at Bai Lang's eyesight to see if Zhong Yin takes off his official robe and puts on plainclothes. In this way, you have to judge the demeanor of a high-ranking official - but Bai Lang can kill all the men in the backyard. If you kill them wrongly, I believe that you will definitely kill the Tartar minister.

However, Bai Lang was lucky. He almost immediately discovered a middle-aged man surrounded by guards, wearing an official robe. Bai Lang was not very clear about the civil servant's tonic, but he saw that this bird was probably a high-ranking official and the official hat on the top also used a petal feather gem. "It's probably true, he's lucky, hahaha." Bai Lang said, "Are you the governor of Shaanxi Zhongyin?"

The middle-aged man was very arrogant. The guards around him looked at Bai Lang's hair, "This..." For a moment, Zhong Yin didn't know how to say it. Bai Lang walked over and acted like the wind, and no one could stop him. Now that the man came to him, he wanted to use his verbal advantage to convince the fierce man in front of him. This man looked very good and looked like a brave general. Moreover, Zhong Yin also had a "intimacy" that came from nowhere, and always felt that there were thoughts like the No. 1 Manchu warrior and other thoughts were circling in his mind.

However, seeing this man's short hair on his head was completely a dress of a ruthless person, and he was also a madman who regarded the law of the country as nothing. However, logically speaking, such madman was arrogant and domineering, and why didn't he wear the costumes of the Ming Dynasty with such hair? It seems that it was because of the inconsistent style.

Zhong Yin could no longer say anything. Before he could think of how to deal with the crazy man in front of him, Bai Lang laughed wildly and rushed forward. The left and right Gosheha rushed forward with his weapons. However, while Bai Lang smiled, he reached out to grab it. Even the people and weapons were caught. The waist knife, the soft armor, bones and flesh on his body were pinched into a ball, and he was thrown out and smashed on the wall and turned into a pool of rotten meat.

Next, Bai Lang's every move was like a spear, a sledgehammer, and an iron mace. Not only were people and weapons easily split, but they were also smashed and pierced directly. The murderer in front of him finally destroyed the morale of these Goshehas. They tried their best to hit the opponent's body, in return for a recoil of the tiger's mouth burst weapon. Some people even vomited blood and were so shocked that their bones were broken and they became soft and died.

Everyone was shocked, with weak hands and feet but Bai Lang showed no mercy. More than 20 Goshehas took him a few breaths and killed them all. "Okay, Zhongyin, are you ready?" Bai Lang looked at the Manchu governor standing in front of him, cut his palms across and took off his head, and did not say much nonsense to him.

Blood spurted out a few feet high, and Bai Lang casually tore off a piece of cloth, dipped it in blood and wrote a big book on the wall, "The murderer is the Prince of Ming Dynasty, the young master of Bai Lang!" Then he threw his steps and went into the backyard and killed a lot. Bai Lang thought it would be better to kill all the men here, so as not to let anyone escape from the shell.

But even if the child is gone, no middle-aged people can escape. Even in the governor's yamen, there is no armor inside, so Bai Lang's desire to make an armor that suits his style is considered to be dashed. It would take Bai Lang much time to kill all the men over thirty in the backyard. The only trouble he encountered was that the middle-aged woman cried and returned the master's fate and then rushed over to find him.

"One of the same life, okay!" Bai Lang just punched the woman and gently killed her. Another man and woman cried and killed her to fight to the death. Bai Lang also sent them a shot. The cruel guy looked around and killed all the people he should have killed, so he naturally knocked out a hole straight on the wall of the backyard and left.

"I'm quite hungry in my stomach, so go and have a meal." Bai Lang took out a pack of broken silver and walked happily to the restaurant. Although the world is like this, the restaurant is still full of food and good as long as it pays for. Bai Lang walked straight into the restaurant. When the guests inside saw his head, they immediately slipped away quietly.

However, the waiter and the shopkeeper couldn't escape. They could only look at Bai Lang sitting down at the table with a big golden sword, and came up tremblingly to ask the guest what to eat - his face full of fear and bitterness... Who made the guest look like a thief at first sight, and most of them would be affected by the fish in the pond.
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