Bar scuffles are not dug up by default, but now someone is breaking the rules. Since someone took out a troll, it was only natural that bullets flew all over the sky. Bai Lang hid behind the heavy table, and said that he was playing well while nibbling on the roast chicken, and the qiang method was too stinky. Also, it's strange that the garbage that drinks too much hits accurately, and the hit rate of this ricochet and stray bullet is even higher. In front of Bai Lang, a bullet hit the table and embedded it in it.

This person's palm spit slightly, and he ejected the warhead with all his strength, and after picking it up, Bai Lang sniffed, "Black bullet?" That's right, the bullet propellant of these hands is really granular black, and the power is not bad at close range. At least the guys who were hit were already on the ground...... Bai Lang looked at the qiang fire, "It's useless to me, the kung fu of the Golden Bell Jar has long been able to block this kind of firepower." Now after stepping into the innate achievement of the Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist, even the strong wind around the body can make the warhead ineffective. ”

When I think of the Nandou White Tiger Fist, I think of the third child of the Beidou, who can actually run rampant for a while with the short double-barreled troll in his hand...... "Then Beidou can rest." Bai Lang happily nibbled on a large mouthful of roast chicken, basically most of the chicken had been gnawed clean by him. Most of the people in the bar had already hid behind the counter or table, and even two or three people appeared next to Bai Lang, "Big brother, squeeze it, you will die if you are not careful." ”

At this time, the pressure on the field also came, one was the bar owner, and the other should be the sheriff - there was a police badge anyway...... For the previous city, it was still a peculiar foreigner, and the Chinese style turned into a western town style in a blink of an eye, and Bai Lang didn't want to say anything. Anything that happens in this world is probably relatively normal, anyway, these two people are holding long-barreled trolls in their hands, aiming at the guy who is still standing in the field and holding qiang to fight.

The bullet simply killed these guys. Then the boss and the sheriff roared and pulled everyone present out to lose money - Bai Lang was an exception, because he was neither drunk nor qiang, and the most important thing was that he had no money. Basically, he was let go like this, Bai Lang didn't mind the other party's impoliteness, he thought it was funny - you can also be very magnanimous when you can kill these people at any time.

There is even a small library in this town, and the words in it are Chinese characters that Bai Lang can understand—the man-made traces of this world are getting more and more serious. There was a map in the library, a map of the wilderness, and the town was just a small dot at the entrance. There is a large part of the map that has not been drawn at all, "According to the scale, the place where there is a map is roughly 10,000 square kilometers.....

This map has streams and mountains, and it's like the wilderness of the American West anyway. There are also a few places circled with red pens - you don't have to think about it to know that it is definitely a dangerous area, "but this circle is too big, at least a circle can be enclosed hundreds or thousands of square kilometers." Bai Lang muttered, he didn't have the money, so he couldn't get a more detailed map, even the public map in front of him could only be recorded by memory.

Bai Lang also went to the acquisition store to wander around for a while, and people kept coming in from outside, bringing some weird-looking creatures - basically a combination of several creatures, large and small, and sometimes some strange-looking plants and minerals. Bai Lang almost understood, so he didn't wait for him to run directly out of the ground building towards the wilderness.

He had no map, no compass, no qiang, and no special "preservation box", so eight out of ten men who broke into the wilderness died the first time. Bai Lang exerts light skills - at this moment, the smoke is billowing and there is a lonely atmosphere in the desert, and the light skills of traveling alone for thousands of miles are worthy of the name at this time. Bai Lang also has a pair of fleshy palms and a pair of iron legs, and he has nothing else to do, "Hurry up and kill something and go back, first change your clothes and get your equipment!"

Bai Lang's lonely journey was a little too bullish, so what he didn't notice was that he ran over and rushed into what should be the red circle. With his smoky movements, even if there is any prey, he has long been hiding. So Bai Lang rushed into the danger zone without realizing it. The first is that succulents are so scarce that even if there is a small puddle on the side of the road, the color of the water becomes very strange.

What appeared in front of Bai Lang was a group of trapezoidal coal hoppers, with hydraulically powered feet below, and a small boiler the size of a water dispenser bucket on the top of the coal hopper, and the small chimney above was still steaming black. In front of the hopper is a movable mechanism that appears to be a pointed awl. The thing ran in front of Bai Lang in a group, and with the sound of the whistle, the awl shot directly under the pressure of the steam.

Bai Lang just dodged more than a dozen iron cones with chains that shot at him in a flash, and then watched the winch inside crunch and retract the awls. "Huh, what is this?" There was no threat to this coal hopper, and Bai Lang also felt very novel. The next insect that crawled out more than one person was still a big green worm. The question is, what is the matter with a chimney on the top of the green worm's head that is smoking and its feet turning into wheels? The place where it should be a small head has become a tube, and you can tell at a glance that it is qiang.

Sure enough, the insects also fired, and they opened with a snap, and the white waves also flashed. "This epidermis ...... Wait, there is definitely the breath of a living being!What is this?A fusion of a living creature and a steam machine?" After looking at it for a while, Bai Lang was not sure if the coal hopper was considered a living thing, but there was no doubt that the big green worm had a biological skin, so he did it. It was not difficult to destroy the coal hopper at all, Bai Lang didn't even bother to fight in close quarters, he just stood there and raised his hand up.

The tornado suddenly appeared, lining up several coal hoppers involved in it and tearing them all apart, and when Bai Lang struck backpalmed, the cone-shaped tornado that fell from the sky completely penetrated the big green worm from beginning to end. Just repeated this a few times, and was cleared by Bai Lang in front of him. Among the wreckage all over the ground, Bai Lang found a large pile of coal, several intact coal hoppers with wheels, and a boiler that was actually very intact.

As for the insects, they left behind a piece of skin and a handful of qiang - these are the only ones left by several large green worms, the small steam engine in the body of these insects is one with the internal organs of the insects, and when they burst, the same hot steam and slimy internal organ fluids fly around. However, Bai Lang searched carefully, but found something the size of an index finger like a capsule in the slimy internal organs and body fluids.

Anyway, everything was piled on top of the coal hopper, and Bai Lang connected the coal hoppers together, dragging the coal hoppers and running back to the town to sell them—he really hadn't seen anything like it in the buying shop. Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "Supporting the White Blade, Wandering in the Red Dust" for free reading for the first time.