The first sign of loyalty is that when the community is in trouble, you can’t just leave. If you want to fight against thunder, you must regard the community as your home. Nowadays, people’s hearts are not as old as before, and there are not many such heroes anymore, especially the help of low-level servants.
Everyone - I am just joining a society to earn a living, how can I still work for you? Only when I reach the middle and high level, and my interests are involved, can I talk about participating in the community business, rather than just making a living.
Bai Lang now feels that by doing a favor in the past, he has completed his repayment to the Changle Gang. As a low-level gang member, it is enough to be able to do this step - although the gang's top leaders may not think so... Bai Lang
He didn't have any weapons, so it was best to do it with bare hands - if the person who came was really awesome, he could pretend to be a crowd and run away. "Loyalty comes at a price..." Bai Lang muttered, "loyalty."
Negotiate the same price..."
Someone was indeed setting up the tiller, and it seemed that he was well prepared. The tiller was already broken. The tiller master should have been hung up, because this person had been hung up on the upper floor of the tiller, and he was moving down without moving his limbs.
There was blood dripping, and there was a big blood mark on his chest. The deputy helmsman was lying on the ground gasping for air, and it seemed that he was about to burp and catch a cold. However, several masters and elders in the sub-rudder could not see...
There were a lot of people from Dajiangmen attacking the sub-rudder. Six of them obviously looked more skilled in martial arts. Two of them were injured. The bodies of several disciples from Dajiangmen and the disciples from the sub-rudder were put aside. They are busy now.
While sorting out the list of treasures and other items obtained from the sub-rudder, Bailang's arrival only made several Jiangmen disciples at the door blink, "Get out of here!"
"He's from the Changle Gang! Kill him!" Someone shouted. Bailang looked like a little bastard at first glance, but he had seen it before. Now it seems that he is a hidden stake in Dajiangmen. If you look closely, there are a few people there.
He had seen someone before, even from the Changle Gang like him. "Undercover?" Bai Lang sighed, "It's just a gangster grabbing territory..." However, someone had already cut him off with a knife.
"You really have no scruples...but I'm like that too." Bai Lang didn't dodge at all, letting the knife hit his head. "Trash! You don't know where to cut someone, the skull is the hardest
Do you know? And this pure maternal strength, this kind of martial arts is too embarrassing to go out? It's better to stab Xiao Xiao, don't you know?" Bai Lang muttered in his stomach, but when the knife hit his head, it just made a "clang" sound
ring.
The knife rebounded directly, and the man couldn't hold the knife - because the tiger's mouth was cracked, and now he was about to scream as soon as he held his hand. However, he couldn't scream because Bai Lang slapped his head into the chest with a slap.
.For the other people who rushed over, Bailang also punched and kicked them one by one before they could react. Nowadays, Bailang's fists and kicks are all very powerful. In the past, he was only able to achieve the true meaning of the tiger shape.
It was already as deadly as a big insect. Now that the fourth level of the Golden Bell has been completed, this skill is getting even higher.
Although he is still a small shrimp in the martial arts world, he is already a relatively strong shrimp. If he had opened up the two channels of Ren Du and the heaven and earth to achieve innateness that day, I am afraid that his ranking would be higher than that of the gang leader Gao Yuan. Bai Lang kept walking and crossed the threshold directly.
Entering the sub-rudder. "I didn't expect that there was a fish that slipped through the net here. My martial arts skills are pretty good!" A middle-aged man among the big Jiangmen said. Judging from his standing position and his tone of voice, he was probably the commander this time.
By.
"Do it!" The man shouted, and the six Jiangmen masters rushed over together with the Jiangmen disciples on one side. "It's really the underworld grabbing the territory, but it didn't come to a one-on-one martial arts duel. It was just a siege."
." Bai Lang thought, so he also shouted, "Do you still talk about the rules of the martial arts? Let's challenge each other!"
The middle-aged man and the others all laughed, "Yes, yes, the rules of the arena. Let's draw a line for a one-on-one challenge - you challenge us, and we challenge you. Just choose one of the two options. The rules of the arena,
Ha!" Bailang was also choked. When he really met the shameless brother on the road, he still had a tender face... He was speechless and could only choose him to challenge a group of them alone. Bailang took a breath,
With his arms parted, the magic power of the golden bell mask was activated, and the phantom of the golden bell outside his body flashed and disappeared.
"No!" the middle-aged man shouted, but those Jiangmen disciples who were eager to make meritorious deeds had already attacked with knives, swords, fists and kicks. Then, along with the long sound of the bell, these attacks were all repulsed. The one with the knife took the
The sword's jaw cracked, and the punches and kicks resulted in minor sprains and severe fractures. Fortunately, Bailang's golden bell did not reach the sixth or seventh level, otherwise a lot of people would have died after the extra force of the shock. Anyway, Bailang has not lost a single hair now, and
The Dajiangmen disciples who rushed forward had already injured a number of people.
At this time, the six masters stepped out of the crowd and each used martial arts to attack Bailang. The disciples were not nervous in this situation - they were just practicing kung fu horizontally, and it seemed that they could still practice the true phantom, but each of them was
To be able to reach this point, six against one is a good thing. Two of the six people use fists and palms, and all four of them use swords. It is true that the swordsmanship is the master of martial arts.
The sword skills of these four people are like birds and poisonous snakes, in short, they are one of the two. And the palm skills and fist intentions of the fists are like the Yangtze River, and the endless flow is really the best Bailang has ever seen in the Changle Gang.
Martial arts. "The Black Tiger Fist is completely incomparable to this!" Bai Lang sighed, wrapping his hands around his chest, using the golden bell cover at full power, a translucent shadow appeared directly on the copper bell with the tiger's cannibal pattern.
, shrouding him in it.
The four swords arrived first, but as expected they were unable to penetrate and were repulsed by the protective Gang Qi. However, the palm power was able to vibrate with the internal force of the golden bell, and instead was able to directly hit Bailang's body through the golden bell. "Weakened.
At least 70%!" Bai Lang took these two palms, his body shook, and he tore his claws straight up and down. The roar of a tiger suddenly sounded, and the phantom of the big bell suddenly changed, turning into a tiger with black and white stripes.
As soon as Bai Lang's body lengthened, he pounced directly on the middle-aged man who used palm skills - he was also the strongest opponent. When Bai Lang performed martial arts, he brought with him the murderous aura contaminated in the battle formation. The murderous aura caused the Black Tiger Fist to
His martial arts skills were unprecedentedly cruel and ferocious. However, that man was probably a strongman who was rolling among the dead and cutting down a street with a pair of iron palms. At that moment, he completely ignored Bai Lang's murderous intent and fired out a series of palms in front of him.
This palm move is like that of the Yangtze River. The power of the back palm is superimposed on the power of the front palm, and the layers are superimposed to form a mighty palm force. This palm force blocked the direction of the white waves, but this guy was a tiger.
With a roar, his claws tore through the mighty river - the significance of the Black Tiger Fist is that Bailang actually mastered a set of methods on how to stimulate internal force and leave the body several feet away. "I'll send you to heaven first!
"Bai Lang fought fiercely with the man. The man had powerful palms, broad palms and excellent moves. He seemed to have extremely rich combat experience - he blocked almost every blow of Bai Lang.