If you think about it carefully, it doesn't matter at all, it's just a big deal to learn from Wu Erlang's old things in Mandarin Duck Tower. Bai Lang came to the governor's yamen wearing a hat like this, and it was almost dusk at this time, and the guards in front of the governor's yamen saw this big man standing in front of the yamen, and came directly to drive him away. "Go, go, go! Don't make trouble in front of the governor's yamen! Be careful to hit the board!"

Bai Lang's face is extremely fierce, a big beard with a big exploding beard and thick hanging eyebrows, the tiger's eyes have a threatening aura, and he is born with a good appearance of a peerless fierce general - Shaobao's appearance is of course born well. He laughed, grabbed the hat on his head with his left hand and threw it casually, and with his right hand, he pushed the soldier away very easily, and walked directly into the yamen.

"You soldier has a very fierce tone, but it's okay to be kind, and today you are lucky to have escaped death! Go home quickly. The soldier slammed against the wall, but there was no major problem, and Bai Lang had already stepped in with these words. There was not only one soldier guarding the gate, but seven or eight of them.

Bai Lang took off his hat, and immediately revealed a short hair underneath - this is a full head of short black hair, which can be regarded as a grand violation of the laws of the Qing Dynasty. Those Qing soldiers shouted against the thieves, but there were really not many who rushed up - just two stunned people rushed over.

A smile appeared at the corner of Bai Lang's mouth, grabbed the heads of these two people, touched them like lightning, and suddenly "banged", both heads shattered, and white and red splattered out. The two corpses with broken brains were still pumping to the ground, and Bai Lang's hand fell to the ground as soon as he let go. The others also fell down suddenly, and these veterans just pretended to be dead, and they didn't shout much, lest the murderer come up and kill people.

Bai Langcai is not interested in caring about these little soldiers, and now he has no silver collar to cut off his head, and the head of the green battalion soldiers? Forget it, now it is the head of the real Tartar, I am afraid it is worthless...... Bai Lang walked all the way along the main hall - this official office has rules and is arranged on a central axis, so it is likely to find the bell sound if you enter the center.

It was not for nothing that came to intercept Bai Lang, several men wearing Manchu military attache uniforms rushed over, and they were much stronger than those soldiers. However, Bai Lang only smiled, and stepped out with a punch that broke the first person in two, stretched out his leg and kicked a kick, and the other two were also folded together.

In Bai Lang's hands, these people are no different from those tied with straw, and they can be easily killed with a single lift of their hands and feet. The servants fled, and the maids screamed and collapsed to the ground. Bai Lang didn't care at all, he just used light skills to directly pass one and two, and soon arrived in the backyard.

When you get here, you have to look at Bai Lang's eyesight, to see if this Zhong Yin has taken off his official robe and changed into civilian clothes, so that he has to judge the bearing of high-ranking officials - but Bai Lang can kill all the men in the backyard, and if he makes a mistake, he believes that he will be able to slaughter this Tartar minister.

However, Bai Lang's luck was very good, he almost immediately found a middle-aged man surrounded by guards, still wearing official robes - Bai Lang was not very clear about the complements of civil officials, but it was seen that this bird was probably also a high-ranking official, and the official hat on the top was also made of flower feather gems. "Mostly, it's good luck hahahaha. Bai Lang said, "You are Zhong Yin, the governor of Shaanxi?"

The middle-aged man was very generous, the guards around him and him all looked at Bai Lang's hair, and "this ......" didn't know what to say for a while. Bai Lang came all the way and acted like the wind, no one in front of him, and now this person was killed in front of him, and he wanted to use the advantage of his tongue to persuade the fierce man in front of him - this person was very good-looking, and at first glance he was a brave and peerless general, and Zhong Yin also had a "sense of intimacy" that came from nowhere, and he always felt that there was some thought of the first warrior of Manchuria swirling in his mind.

However, seeing this person's short hair, this is completely the dress of a great rebel, and he is also a madman who ignores the law of the country, but it stands to reason that this kind of maniac is arrogant and domineering, why don't he wear the clothes of the former Ming when he has such hair? It seems that the style does not match.

Zhong Yin couldn't say anything anymore, and before he could think of what to do with the madman in front of him, Bai Lang strode towards him with a wild laugh. The left and right Gosheha also pounced with their blades, but Bai Lang laughed and reached out to grab it, and even the people with weapons were caught in a mess, and the waist knife and the soft armor and bones and flesh on the body were pinched together, and they were thrown and smashed against the wall and turned into a pool of rotten meat.

Next, when Bai Lang made a move, it was like a spear and a halberd, and like a sledgehammer, not only people and weapons would be easily split, but also directly smashed and pierced. The murderer in front of him finally ruined the morale of these Goshekha was invulnerability, they desperately smashed their weapons on each other, in exchange for the tiger's mouth burst weapon shock, and some people even vomited blood and were shocked to the point that their bones were broken, and they fell soft and died.

Everyone was shocked, their hands and feet were soft, but Bai Lang showed no mercy, and more than twenty Gosheha took him a few breaths to kill, "Okay, Zhongyin, are you ready?" Bai Lang looked at the Manchurian governor in front of him who was standing stiffly, and directly took off his head with a horizontal cut of his palm, and didn't say any more nonsense to him.

Blood spurted out a few feet high, and Bai Lang tore off a piece of cloth casually, dipped it in blood and wrote on the wall, "Murderer Daming Prince Shaobao Bai Lang!" Then he threw away the steps, and went into the backyard to kill all the people - Bai Lang felt that it was best to kill all the men here, lest someone play with the golden cicada to get out of the shell.

But even if it's a child, a middle-aged person can't run. Even the governor's yamen has no armor inside, so Bai Lang's desire to make an armor that suits his style is in vain. It didn't take much time to kill all the men over thirty years old in the backyard, and the only trouble he encountered was that the middle-aged woman cried and shouted for his life, and then rushed over to find him desperately.

"Mandarin duck with the same fate, okay!" Bai Lang just punched and killed the woman gently. And other men and women cried and shouted to kill them desperately, and Bai Lang also killed them. This murderous guy looked around, and the people who should be killed were killed, so naturally he directly knocked a hole in the backyard wall and left.

"I was hungry, and I went to eat and drink. Bai Lang took out a bag of broken silver and walked happily to the restaurant. Don't look at the world like this, as long as this restaurant pays for food, there are still plenty and good. Bai Lang walked directly into the restaurant, and the guests inside looked at his head and immediately slipped away quietly.

However, Xiao Er and the shopkeeper couldn't run away, they could only look at Bai Lang, who was sitting down in front of the table with the big horse golden knife, and came up tremblingly to ask the guest officer what he was eating-his face was full of fear and bitterness..... Whoever makes this guest look like a thief, most of them will suffer from the pond fish.