Blood spurted out from the necks of the two dead people, and the two thieves with bows and arrows and fire guns were already frightened, especially when Bai Lang threw the head with the vertebrae to them, the guy who opened the bow pulled it a few times, and the arrow action that should have been very smooth and skillful was not able to catch the bowstring. And the guy with the firearm was even more shaky......

The one with the bow shouted, dropped the bow and turned to run, and the guy with the musket also fired a shot with his eyes closed, and then also threw the musket and fled. The murderer in front of them was so terrifying that in a trance they even thought they had seen a tiger. But "Can you run away?" Bai Lang crossed over in a few steps, kicked and broke the guy who lost the firecracker, and with a long arm, he pinched the head of the old thief who lost the bow and arrow, but he didn't exert any force, but when the claws were closed, the person's scalp had been broken, and blood flowed down his cheeks.

Bai Lang dragged this person to the place where the three of them were sitting on the fire and eating, and casually kicked the corpse aside - there was one person who could not die for a while, although the purple gold mace smashed him in two, but it would take a while to die. "Let me ask you, who are you?" Bai Lang directly kicked and broke the old thief's two legs, making him collapse on the ground.

At the same time, Bai Lang also poured water from the crockpot on the side to wash his hands, and also washed the cerebral plasma blood water on the Zijin mace. The thief was also cunning, but cried out for mercy, saying that he was forced to be a thief. Bai Lang also smiled, didn't say much, picked up the purple gold and smashed this person with one hand. So immediately the man shouted that he was a thief of the Bronze Mountain, and begged only for mercy, and was willing to tell everything he knew.

Bai Lang didn't bother to listen, and after knowing that it was a copper thief, he also asked what place this was, "Shandong, this is Shandong Denglai? It's September......" After knowing this, Bai Lang smashed the person's skull with a blow and let the corpse fall to the ground obliquely. He fished out the dry food cooked in the crockpot on the fire and ate it by himself—the third level of the bell jar had been completed, and he really wouldn't burn the ordinary boiling water for a while.

After eating, they touched the corpses, and the clothes on these people were already stinky - the thieves did not have the habit of taking a bath and changing clothes every day, and Bai Lang was so cruel that his clothes were soaked with blood, and there were probably no clothes to wear here. This time Bai Lang also made a difficulty, "I don't necessarily have to go to the city like this? I don't have any identification documents such as waist cards or anything, and I don't have clothes, so the ghost will let me in." ”

Then he thought that the thieves had mules and horses, so he went behind to look, and sure enough, the seven mules had no horses. These thieves also have silver on their bodies, and Bai Lang touched it - he only recognized silver, gold and copper coins, but many of them were women's silver hairpins and the like, which shows that these people have done a lot of evil, and their death is too cheap.

There was a hitch on the mule, and there were some loose silver and dry food, but there was really no change of clothes, Bai Lang scolded, put away all the weapons of these dead ghosts, put them on the mule, and rode the mule along the road - to go there is Yanzhou, which is closer than Dengzhou Laiyang. And the heads that were still intact were chopped off by the white waves, hung on mules, and walked away.

On the second day, the city of Yanzhou was already in sight, and there were still some people on this road, but these places were fortified to protect themselves, and Bai Lang was not allowed to approach at all—who would let a naked man approach? Moreover, this man was riding a mule, with six mules and a human head, and this kind of strange man should not be approached.

At the gate of Yanzhou City, Bai Lang had already dismounted from the mule in the distance, leading the mule over, and under the vigilant eyes of the guards, Bai Lang shouted, "Join the army!" Then he pulled out a mule, "This is the braincase of the copper mountain thief, the name of a certain family!" This man wore a pair of trousers, and he had no dignity at all, but he came to shout for joining the army, and he brought a certificate of surrender.

Immediately, a few people came to take a look, but they saw a big man, who made Bai Lang's figure be considered superior at this time, and the thin skin and tender meat were not from a poor background. On the way, Bai Lang was also thinking about where he should make up a place to come from a better background, "Say I'm a scholar, right? The Four Books and Five Classics are not very familiar, and there is no waist card for scholars, this kind of thing is a goof." If they ask me what kind of business I do, I can't fool anyone...... Let's just say that I am the young master of a rich family in the southern countryside, and I like to dance with guns and sticks since I was a child, and I came to the north to see it, but I was stolen by a thief when I was taking a bath, so I killed people in a rage....... I don't know if I can cheat it. ”

When those people pointed their guns and spears at Bai Lang and invited him to come in - this was still the treatment of a thief after checking the head and confirming that it was really a thief.......

This Bai Lang only saw a smile on the other party's face, but then he also coughed, "Since the strong man has joined the army, why don't you go to Jinan City to find a future?" Bai Lang knew that the other party didn't believe a word of what he said, so he had no choice but to say, "Let's buy a set of clothes and rest your feet......?" It's really unorthodox. ”

Listening to Bai Lang's words, the official also nodded, "That's fine, a few of you take this strong man to buy clothes." ”

Bai Lang is also a sensible person, "This mule and horse will be sent to the government, this blade ...... Let these brothers keep it for me. The servants laughed and led the mule to the side, but as soon as they took the purple gold mace, they immediately took it off, "Mother! What is this! Such a heavy law!" almost smashed his foot, and the purple gold mace fell to the ground, and it was also dusty.

"The water mill purple gold mace, weighing eight eight hundred and sixty-four pounds, is a weapon under it. Bai Lang looked at the purple gold on the ground and said.

Silent.

This storyteller often said that the Leng Yan saw of the old man Guan in the Three Kingdoms weighed eighty-two pounds, but the man in front of him had an iron wedge of sixty-four pounds with one hand? Could this be a rare fierce general in the world? The official went to carry the purple gold mace on the ground with both hands, "Master, this iron shovel is really sixty-four pounds!"

The official was also stunned for a while, and then there was a thoughtful look on his face, "A few of you take this white strong man to buy clothes first, no, no, you go, buy it and give it to Bai Zhuangshi, don't let Bai Zhuang go out and lose face." Bai Zhuangshi, please stay here for a while, and come when you go down. With that, he walked away quickly.