Bai Lang's body brought a fishy wind, just like the Bengal tiger in Thailand, and the wind arrived first with momentum before people arrived. Since the bodyguard and even the leader himself were armed with guns, and there were automatic rifles in them, Bai Lang had to kill his opponent before he could cross-fire - otherwise it would be difficult for him to get out with his kung fu.

Like a tiger pounced, Bai Lang swung out his palm and grabbed the bodyguard in front of him before he turned the muzzle of the gun - the bodyguard was pulling the trigger and firing at the door panel, but he only saw something rushing over. Bai Lang slapped this person's side directly with one palm, and the internal force was everywhere, turning this person directly into a cannonball, blasting towards the bodyguards.

This is pure strength, and the place where the palm has been hit by this person has turned into a mess of rotten flesh, and the power still pushes him to fly out. Bai Lang once saw in a martial arts novel that the palm power of the whole way is called the Exhaustion of Fire Transmission Divine Skill, which can easily transmit his internal force through multiple people, directly transmit it to the target and explode, and even envelop the internal force of those who are "channels" and turn it into a stormy blow.

This kind of magic skill, Bai Lang is far from being able to match it at the moment, and now it is just using strength to turn people into meat bullets. But it seemed to work, the dead man's bodyguard who flew out crashed into a bodyguard armed with an automatic rifle, and both of them made a terrible fracture breaking sound, and then collapsed into a heap - the kinetic energy was exhausted here.

Bai Lang had already killed two people, and his footsteps did not stop, and when his right hand was slapped, his left hand was already ready to attack. After approaching the second person, the tiger claw in his left hand grabbed it, and one of the man's arms was torn off with blood splashing - at this time, even the rest of the people couldn't do it if they wanted to fire, because this person's body happened to completely block the white waves.

Bai Lang tiptoed a little again, changed direction, and this foot also used enough strength. The marble floor exploded, and the rubble flew like shrapnel. This gravel is enough to make people's heads bleed, but Bai Lang has the magic of the golden bell jar, and these stones don't hurt at all. The blasted stone made those people instinctively stunned, and there was also an instinctive body dodge movement.

So this cost their lives, and the muzzle of the gun, which had already been turned, stopped firing for a brief moment. Bai Lang bypassed the bleeding bodyguards, directly grabbed the two bodyguards with his left and right hands, and directly exerted his claws, and turned the two people into blood gourds in the blink of an eye, which was still the kind of blood gourd that was torn apart and twisted. And the last bodyguard was also kicked into two by Bai Lang's sweeping leg and waist.

Bai Lang straightened up and shook off the blood on his hand, but his movements were still very vigorous, and the leader was still holding a weapon. This guy couldn't keep up with Bai Lang's movements at all, his wrist hurt sharply after a dazzle, the gun had fallen off, and his wrist had been complicatedly fractured. "I asked, you answered. A hand pressed him down on the couch, and Bai Lang sat down across from the leader.

The creature with the severed hand was already wailing very softly, and the massive blood loss seemed to be almost killing him. What Bai Lang wants to know is who is the one who advocated killing him, who is responsible, and who should he find to end this matter now? All this depends on whether the leader in front of him cooperates or not. This boss is much more mature than the young man, and he knows that he will definitely die, but the tough guy can't pretend to be able to go on - Bai Lang's internal force forced confession method is almost difficult to solve for ordinary people without internal strength.

After obtaining satisfactory information, Bai Lang did not torture the leader, and directly smashed his skull with a punch to give him a good time. In the same way, Bai Lang washed his hands in this house, changed his clothes, and then went out - he also had to rush to catch the few people who decided and were in charge of the matter before they knew that the situation had changed and ran away.

"Finally, there is no need to force confessions, and it is good to be able to kill the opponent directly. Bai Lang felt a lot more relaxed, after all, this kind of thing is indeed very troublesome, but it is also quite a training person's martial arts, and in the face of extremely fast fighting with firearms, it is really better to hone people than simple cultivation.

At this time, the true meaning of the tiger shape has gone further, and the artistic conception of the tiger has been fully integrated into his martial arts. "One hand is the tiger's claw, and the two hands are the tiger's mouth..... Bai Lang gestured while hurrying, "Row of palms and tiger claws tearing...... Against ordinary people, this damage is definitely overflowing. Just one palm is already dead. ”

Anyway, when he arrived at the place, he really thought that he was going to hunt him down and take action, but in fact, it was the big boss of the group and the leader in charge of all kinds of dirty work, and the others were unwilling to intervene. The whereabouts of these two people have been very secretive, but fortunately, the leader in charge of the drug really knows their whereabouts. "If you can kill two, then kill two, kill one or can't kill, then Lao Tzu will leave and go to Myanmar or Laos and Vietnam, anyway, you can practice martial arts anywhere. ”

Bai Lang stopped in front of a concrete building, "Is keeping your whereabouts secret and changeable the best weapon to save your life...... Plus a couple of bodyguards for close protection. Bai Lang felt a little tricky, he didn't know what the layout of this house was, it seemed that he could only try it.

Bai Lang took out the pistol, the PPK pistol he had picked up from the old dead ghost, and the two AKs from the drug boss, but Bai Lang didn't ask for them - because both guns were deformed during the fight. And the guns in the hands of others are not very suitable, at least in terms of size, Bai Lang feels that it is not easy to hide.

The PPK pistol is small in size, high in accuracy, and can carry a lot of bullets, at least Bai Lang brought two special magazines, and also brought all twenty rounds, "I now have thirty-four rounds, which is generally enough." "But this is to test Bai Lang's marksmanship, speaking of which he has experience in hand-to-hand martial arts, but he really has no experience in fighting with guns.

Bai Lang did not rush in, but first hid in the shadows and closed his eyes to recuperate, and by the way, simulated the battle situation in his mind. "It's really not easy, so it's improvised. "This white wave touched the ground lightly, and as soon as he put his hand on it, he had already set up the air window about three stories high. Supporting his body with one hand, Bai Lang looked inside carefully.

"Very thick walls...... The first thing he noticed was the thickness of the walls of the air window, which looked like it was made of cement, which was probably difficult to break with a flesh hammer. And after the internal forces gather their eyes, they can see a little bit even in the dark, not to mention that there are lights in this house. What Bai Lang saw was a black fist ring.

The house was a large space, and there were fifty or sixty people in it, both men and women, all well-dressed or wearing evening dresses, presumably waiting for the underground fight that was about to begin. "I can't see those two guys. Bai Lang scolded, he didn't know these two leaders, this was the biggest challenge for him.