Chapter 376: Investigator

This wave‑wielder launches waves with a high‑speed Hundred‑Break Kick; each wave's force is easy to imagine—its speed is low, its power weak, but its density and quantity are so great that, like a shotgun, taking them all at once deals considerable damage. Bai Lang also shouts, "Caesar! Wave!" his arms spreading in a cross then pulling back, then suddenly converging straight ahead. A hemispherical blue wave taller than a person flies out…

This wave is powerful, directly canceling all Hundred‑Break waves and continuing forward, about to smear that youth—Bai Lang now remembers his name is Sanjing Heren—against a wall; of course there is no wall, so he smears him against a railing. "Nice technique!" Bai Lang sees Sanjing's Hundred‑Break wave erased just as he was about to be smeared, then his whole body erupts, converting the Hundred‑Break wave's force, his fist glowing with Qi launching a forward thrust punch.

The punch easily pierces the Caesar wave, and moreover borrows the Caesar wave's Qi to strengthen the attack, striking Bai Lang like a meteor. "That must be a finishing move!" Bai Lang extends one hand forward, assumes a stance, Qi surges into his palm, "Very well! Witness the recoil force of my Thirteen Tai Bao Golden Bell Shield." The thought and explanation are as swift as lightning, taking perhaps a few hundredths of a second, and everyone can hear it clearly.

Bai Lang's Qi roils before his eyes, instantly forming a small golden shield‑shaped wave that stays attached to his hand. The meteor‑like strike lands on this light shield, but Sanjing finds the shield is not pierced as he expected; instead it behaves like a slightly elastic, hefty copper shield, briefly shrinking, then accompanied by a solid bell‑like ringing, the force of his penetrating punch together with the borrowed Caesar wave's Qi all rebound, even amplified.

The audience sees a meteor‑like fist with a person trailing behind it fly, strike the small semicircular light shield projected from Bai Lang's left hand, then the motion suddenly pauses, and everyone sees a phantom, a faded shadow identical to Sanjing's, burst out of the shield in the opposite direction, delivering an identical punch onto Sanjing. He immediately spits blood and flies away.

Mid‑flight, his ankle is seized by Bai Lang. When Bai Lang withdraws his hand, the guy is instantly smashed to the ground— even the bluestone slab cracks and shatters. What follows from Bai Lang is like flowing clouds and water; he drops an iron elbow, and while the opponent is in Stiffness, he locks Sanjing's hip joint, a "kaba" sound and blood is wounded again— actually just a tendon‑bone break rendering him temporarily unusable.

Bai Lang lifts Sanjing up, raises him high, then drops him like a garlic seed into the bluestone slab, turning him into a standing human pole and he falls into a coma. One‑against‑three completed.

Bai Lang straightens his body, pulls at his suit's collar and lapel with both hands, a victory pose perhaps. The cheers roar as loudly as a jet engine; Bai Lang watches the spectators, among whom some have stripped their upper garments and are waving them as if at a rock concert. This time the prize is three million cash; Bai Lang takes one million, and Ban Tian and Taozi take the remaining two million.

What he sees is the perverse An Tian Baihezi standing at the front of the spectators—Bai Lang knows this woman is actually an M; the perverse mature lady trembles all over, cheeks flushed, looking like she can barely stand. Bai Lang frowns, thinking of this pervert… "Bring a few more!" He grabs his two female teammates, one on each side, temporarily breaking his train of thought…

The organizing committee officially provided a luxury car to send Bai Lang's team out—speaking of which, Bai Lang still hasn't figured out who exactly organized this committee, whether it's Lu Ka Er or some other people. He has also investigated; so far no online information links Lu Ka Er with any Great Snake, but he did find records of the famous Cao Ti Group's head, Cao Ti Jing, a renowned king of combat. Likewise, many other powerful fighters have been found—from Long to Ken.

The luxury car, escorted by a swarm of paparazzi on motorbikes, arrived at the door of Bai Lang's newly bought house. Now there's no need to hide; the paparazzi can think whatever they want, at least they can't get photos, only imagine. The Victorian‑style mansion has enough rooms, easily justifying giving each of Bai Lang's teammates a separate room—any discerning eye knows this is merely a front.

Whether Ban Tian and Taozi have any ability, the audience now knows—these two are Bai Lang's harem group, which is what the people consider… even the bedridden combatant Teng Tian Gang, who can never get better in the hospital, thinks so; however he is now busy, his wife's cheating cannot be attended to. The nurse each time wipes him, always has to make Teng Tian Gang's void before stopping. And after Teng Tian Gang falls asleep at night, sometimes the nurse shakes him awake…

In short, Teng Tian Gang seems destined for a long hospital stay, and his work—since he is a regular employee, he wasn't fired but his salary was halted, retaining insurance and some reimbursements. But Taozi's income is good, so Teng Tian Gang, without any worries, became a thief of the national medical insurance. The hospital is happy; hospitalization with national insurance pays well, income is abundant.

Bai Lang closes the door, the paparazzi are all blocked outside—by Bai Lang's martial skill, these paparazzi hardly dare to intrude on private grounds, because getting hit means being beaten by Bai Lang. After a while the paparazzi leave, after all Bai Lang is still a rookie. Unsurprisingly, combat and money always stir women's emotions; Bai Lang already smells the fishy scent from these two women, mixed with perfume, which is overly stimulating.

These two women have clung to Bai Lang like an octopus, yet Bai Lang now has no desire to act. "Training is the real thing, you two go do something proper—like studying? Like cooking?" Anyway, Taozi entered as a teammate and housekeeper, while Ban Tian is still a high‑school student.

The training hall isn't finished yet; Bai Lang is honing his skills in the garden behind the house—just practicing a few forms, adjusting Qi usage. "Everyone's gone now, finally it's peaceful." Bai Lang senses the paparazzi's presence has vanished, and he slightly relaxes—he truly isn't used to being watched by paparazzi; under other circumstances he would have already struck someone.

Practicing his martial arts, Bai Lang stops, looks at a spot on the wall; about a minute later, a head emerges from the wall, then a clumsy "Investigator" in leather armor fumbles over the wall and yelps as he falls—there's no helping it, a woman nearing forty can't really do that… Bai Lang stands in the shadow, rubbing his forehead with a wry smile, "So that's how it is, never expected it."