Chapter 61: Not afraid of death, but also qualified
The comparison between his posture waiting to be beaten and the way Tang Lang stood with Qingyun Dan was the most shameful humiliation in the world.
"You're looking for death!" the punk head roared in shame and anger.
However, he is definitely not stupid. This time, he no longer has the arrogant attitude of holding a knife and going forward to kill people. Instead, he holds the knife in his backhand, stretches his arms forward to protect his chest and head, and arches his body slightly.
Like a cheetah about to attack.
The calm-looking young man in front of him was much stronger than he imagined.
Tang Lang watched the punk head take an offensive stance, but he didn't move. He just grinned slightly, revealing his white teeth.
It was like a tiger encountering a hungry wolf and challenging it, with complete disdain.
"Okay, Jerry, aren't you embarrassed enough?" The bald man who had been watching coldly suddenly said. He cast his cold eyes at Tang Lang with a somewhat uncertain expression: "I really want to know what confidence you have.
If you provoke me again and again, if your boxing and kicking skills alone are pretty good, then you are wrong."
After saying that, he clapped his hands gently. The strong man next to the bald head said something to the portable intercom on his wrist.
The sound of heavy machinery hitting the ground was heard outside the bar. The people in the bar ran away in panic.
There was a loud "boom" sound, and the wall suddenly exploded. A huge mechanical arm opened the wall and stretched in, and then another one pulled it from left to right, revealing a large gap at least two to three meters wide.
Through the gap, Tang Lang could clearly see two mechas more than five meters high standing outside the wall. The black muzzles of the two machine guns on the left and right shoulders of the mecha flashed with a faint blue luster. They were holding huge guns in their hands.
Alloy knife.
Judging from the appearance alone, it is far inferior to the federal military standard mecha Qin Warrior. The Qin Warrior's long-range attack weapons are all concealed. How can these two mechas be so desperate for death that they wish all enemies could be killed?
Do you know where his long-range attack weapons are? Obviously, the two mechas with the big bald head are very old.
However, as an organization that does not make a living by looting, the fact that the big bald man has such a mecha already represents a very powerful force. With the heavy firepower in the town, ordinary air pirates will not come to rob such a mecha.
A fairly strong den for selling stolen goods.
Tang Lang smiled.
"I want to know, aren't your subordinates afraid of destroying the house and killing their boss inside? Maybe they have wanted to do this for a long time, but they just never had the chance."
What a psycho! What a psycho! The man in the suit, who was still slumped on the ground, and Lao Li, who was huddled aside, looked at Tang Lang in horror. They didn’t understand why he acted like he had everything under control even when the mecha appeared.
, no matter how strong your personal force is, someone else's mecha can trample you into a pulp like an ant, okay? Just forget it if you want to die, don't hurt other people!
On the contrary, Changsun Xueqing glanced at Tang Lang with great admiration from the corner of her eyes. Unlike two ordinary people, she understood a truth very well. When facing a pack of wolves, fear and cowardice cannot save you.
The only thing that can save you is calmness.
Even if all you have is a stick, you must be calm and composed so that the wolves cannot guess your trump card.
Now, Tang Lang is obviously adopting this strategy. His unscrupulousness makes the big bald man confused about what trump card he has, even if he reveals his own weight first.
"Boy, I gave you the opportunity to speak again and again, not to let you challenge my patience again and again." The bald man waved his hand, "If that's the case, then just go to hell!"
Following his voice, at least a dozen people present grinned and pulled out the knives in their knife pouches, looking at Tang Lang ferociously.
Tang Lang's expression remained unchanged, "If I were you, I wouldn't do this!"
"Oh?" The bald man seemed to have expected it. Without raising his eyelids, he lightly dusted the dust that had just fallen on his clothes and said casually: "Tell me about it?"
"Because, you have been guessing what my trump card is? But now you are not sure." Tang Lang bared his teeth and smiled. "There is a saying in my hometown, how can you dare to go to Liangshan without three points and three points? Since I dare to come
As a wolf in your den, you naturally have ways to protect yourself. Now, I believe that with your intelligence, Boss Hao, you should know it!"
The bald man's hand froze slightly, and he looked up at Tang Lang, his eyes full of danger: "You mean, the large box truck you drove into the town?"
"Big box truck?" The punk on the side was stunned for a moment. "Boss, there are no heavy weapons in that truck. Even if there is a truck full of people hidden in it, if it enters our town, isn't it still food in our bowl?"
Tang Lang smiled and said nothing.
The big bald head slapped the punk head in the face with his backhand, and for the first time shouted in a voice that was almost a roar: "Idiot, what if there is a bomb in his car that can level our area!"
"Haha, so, Boss Hao, you are still smart. Like this stupid little brother, I suggest you destroy him humanely. When he brought us in, he didn't even ask me what was in the carriage?" Tang Lang smiled brightly.
Brilliant. "That big guy is not big enough to blow up the whole town, but it's not a big problem to blow this place into a piece of white ground. It's easy to resolve the crisis. Either let us leave or kill us within 5 seconds."
I, let me not have the chance to press this thing."
As Tang Lang said this, he took out the "hob meat" from his pocket and tossed it gently in his hand.
Except for Zhang Sun Xueqing and the others, including the big bald man, everyone's hearts were rising and falling with the silver ball in Tang Lang's hand.
At this moment, they probably had the same thoughts as Lao Li and the man in the suit: This bitch is just a lunatic, and she doesn’t want to play with the remote control explosion button like this!
Maybe it's just punks who don't have this intention.
"Fuck you..." The punk's face turned pale for a moment, and he looked back at the bald head, "Boss, don't listen to his nonsense. I knew there was something wrong with them as soon as I saw the sign. I was afraid of arousing their wariness.
No more questions."
Staring at the silver ball tossed up and down in Tang Lang's hand, the pupils of the bald head shrank slightly. After a while, he clapped his hands and applauded: "Talent, he is indeed a talent. Not to mention his outstanding skills, his courage, color and mind belong to
The best choice actually puts his own life on the line."
"If it were someone else, maybe you would have succeeded." The bald man's eyes gradually became cold. "But, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. If you want to survive on Lafite Planet, the more you cherish your life, the more you will lose your life. No one here is as good as you think."
So afraid of death."
"It doesn't matter, you can take a gamble." Tang Lang reached out to catch the silver ball, the smile on his face disappeared, and his eyes became extremely sharp.
The air became almost solid again.
No one is not afraid of death.
Even the bravest heroes. The reason why they dare to sacrifice their lives is because there are matters more important than life that they need to protect, so they do not risk their lives.
And these gangsters, what qualifications do they have to say that they are not afraid of death? Just rely on being cruel?