Chapter 821

Originally, this day was the day when Bai Lang finally transformed all his Internal Force. He also decided to take a little rest in the afternoon, walk around outside, and eat something good to reward himself. Walking on the streets of Lan Zhou, there were places selling mutton and beef rice on both sides. Smelling the fragrant smell of roast meat, Bai Lang couldn't help but move his index finger. He had money, and quite a lot—no matter what, Shanghai's housing prices were among the best in the country. The money he sold his own house for was enough for him to live a lifetime in a place like Lan Zhou, right?

Then just order a whole roast lamb. Bai Lang was currently practicing the Thirteen Tai Bao Golden Bell Shield. The concentration of the world's Yuan Qi was not enough for this martial art to absorb enough Yuan Qi from the outside. Besides, the first three passes he had just entered didn't have the ability to absorb Yuan Qi from the outside, all relying on the Yuan Qi extracted from the food the practitioner ate. So every person who practiced the Thirteen Tai Bao Golden Bell Shield was almost a big eater at the beginning.

Mutton was cheap in this place, but it only cost a thousand or so to get a roast lamb, and then a few beers were served, and Bai Lang began to eat and drink. The waiter and the boss of this restaurant also came to watch later—after all, it was rare for one person to eat a whole lamb plus a large amount of beer. Perhaps it was the only one seen so far, and everyone came to watch the spectacle.

Bai Lang, who was full of food and drink, was slightly tipsy—even if he practiced martial arts, it had no effect on his drinking capacity. Bai Lang's drinking capacity was still limited. After drinking so much beer, he still had some drunkenness. He wasn't in a hurry to go back, Bai Lang just strolled on the street with his hands in his pockets, leisurely enjoying the various states of modern civilization. Until night fell and the lights came on, this drunkenness not only didn't go away, but became more and more slightly on his head—this beer was really good, not light beer but dark beer with higher alcohol content.

Bai Lang, who was walking on the road, took a slight wrong step, perfectly avoiding a person's collision. Because that person was not buffered by Bai Lang, he hit the wall behind heavily and fell to the ground at once. Bai Lang turned his head and found that this was just an ordinary person, and in the direction this person rushed from, there were several people running over in a hurry. The leader even had a watermelon knife in his hand. "Damn! Dare to hit me! Beat him to death!" This person shouted.

The person who fell to the ground was soon surrounded and kicked around by these people. "Hey, hey! That's enough, people will be beaten badly if this continues!" Bai Lang couldn't bear to look. The man who was shouting about being hit in his mouth looked like he was completely fine—so even if he was hit by a car, he wouldn't be beaten into this state. "I'm going to call the police!" Bai Lang didn't want to cause trouble, so he prepared to use the police to solve this problem.

This was a society that talked about the law. Fighting was the style of barbarians—if it were in the world after transmigrating, Bai Lang would have already taken action. However, following the customs of the place and combined with the memories of the past, Bai Lang became a law-abiding citizen at this time instead of the agency thug Brother Bai Lang. However, this sentence and his move to stop those people seemed to have angered these guys. The guy holding the watermelon knife who was leading looked like he was in his thirties, and the other few were also young people in their twenties or thirties. At a glance, they were not good people—the temperament led to a hideous face, and Bai Lang had seen that look many times. Street ruffians were like this.

These people also had a smell of alcohol on them, so they should not have noticed that Bai Lang just stretched out his arm and pushed them all away easily, the meaning in this action. The guy who was leading jumped up, and the watermelon knife in his hand slashed directly at Bai Lang, "Even if he's almost drunk, he still subconsciously uses this kind of knife technique to slash people? It seems he's an old hand, knowing how to do it." Bai Lang saw through the background of these people at a glance, and shrank back slightly, easily avoiding this knife.

Not hitting anyone made that guy furious, "F-f-f-f-fuck!" The words in this person's mouth were stuttering, and the brothers behind him all rushed over to grab Bai Lang, and this guy simply stabbed the knife forward—although it was a watermelon knife, it also had a tip, and the consequences were different. Bai Lang gave a bitter smile, but didn't regret that this move caused him trouble. He shook his hand, directly slapped the knife away, and then gently printed a palm on the person's chest.

Bai Lang didn't take out real martial arts. It wasn't necessary to deal with these few ruffians. A palm was printed, and the guy fell immediately. Bai Lang turned his body left and right, and his hand knives swung out one after another. It was just a breath that put everyone here down. "Use the right force, just let them faint." Bai Lang's ears moved slightly, and he squatted down to look at the first guy he knocked down, "This is troublesome! Why is this person out of breath!"

Bai Lang could be considered decisive. He reached out and pressed the person's neck. After confirming that there was no pulse, he immediately took out this person's mobile phone and dialed 120—his own mobile phone still had to be used, and it would be bad if he was located after dialing. After saying the location in a few words, Bai Lang threw the mobile phone away and ran—he wouldn't go back to pack his things, because it was unnecessary and there was nothing he could carry—it was true to leave quickly now.

Bai Lang didn't want to go to the police station at all. The current situation couldn't be explained clearly, so it was best to leave first—and there was no need to take a train or a long-distance bus, naturally, don't even think about a plane, so just run with his legs. However, he could use a taxi to get out of the city first—Bai Lang bought a map at the fastest speed, then stopped a taxi and went directly out of Lan Zhou City—it was impossible to take the highway, there might be checkpoints there, and the national highway was the same, so in a certain place in Lan Zhou, Bai Lang got out of the car.

What he bought was a map book, including the map of Lan Zhou City and Gan Su—mainly a tourist map. Where Bai Lang's Internal Force circulated, his breath was long. After his legs displayed Lightness Skill, he wouldn't be slower than a galloping horse. So he used the cover of night to rush to the south at the fastest speed. "Just right, go to Si Chuan along the Han Zhong line, and then go south all the way to find a way to Southeast Asia—today's incident really made me make up my mind." Bai Lang's mood was really crying and laughing. He didn't expect that doing a good deed would actually kill someone...

"What the hell is wrong with this bastard? Why is he so fragile! I didn't use any force at all... And in terms of feeling, I shouldn't have broken his ribs, and it's even more impossible for broken bones to pierce the heart and cause death..." Bai Lang thought while running, and finally could only blame heaven for wanting to take that kid, so he died with a light touch.

Police cars had surrounded that place, and those guys who were fighting were caught by several policemen and questioned, and the initial victim was also the same. The on-site investigation personnel were taking pictures, and the forensic doctor was conducting a preliminary autopsy—when the ambulance arrived, they knew it was a fighting death event, so after confirming the death, they never moved the body again. "Preliminary judgment is myocardial infarction, perhaps stimulated the heart during the fight and caused sudden cardiac arrest, and then this person died..." The forensic doctor raised his head and said to the criminal police in charge on the side. "You say what kind of thing this is..." The criminal police also shook his head and said. ===== CHAPTER 822 =====