Chapter 827

Even if he wanted to go, he had to be very careful—Bai Lang really didn't want to capsize in the gutter. However, fortunately, there were signs on these highways. If he looked at the place names and orientations from a distance and checked them with the map, he could still confirm his location.

Bai Lang used the night to approach the highway very carefully. Looking at the signs reflecting in the night, he finally confirmed his location. "I didn't expect to have arrived in Yunnan. This month or so was not in vain. It seems I didn't take the wrong road." It was originally like this. If someone had his martial arts, basically relying on a compass to walk a straight line, he could also do this step.

From the map, if he continued to go south, it would be only more than a hundred kilometers. Bai Lang could try to cross the border—the foreign country he faced was undoubtedly Myanmar. This country, which had the longest border with Yunnan, was not very peaceful in general—it was completely incomparable with China, and conflicts between the Myanmar domestic and border warlords also occurred from time to time. And in the places where the warlords bordered China, there were even various illegal activities.

Many places were mountain areas that were difficult for humans to walk. Basically, there was no so-called barbed wire border. And due to the severe form of banning poison, the control here was actually quite strict—mainly looking at the towns located on the traffic arteries—after all, normal people couldn't walk in the dense tropical mountains for a long time. So the work of cracking down on drug trafficking and smuggling only needed to be placed at a few traffic nodes—it was precisely because of this that the police didn't have the ability to fully blockade the border, making Bai Lang unable to sneak across the border.

Basically, experienced old criminal police already knew that this time it would definitely be run by this suspect—the probability of criminals being caught is directly proportional to time. Many cases, including missing cases, are like this. The longer the time is dragged, the golden opportunity will disappear. Bai Lang had already passed more than a month since he killed those people who bought and sold people, and this person had great kung fu. It looked like walking on flat ground over mountains and ridges. This month, where could he run—"I'm afraid it's possible for him to be anywhere in China." The old criminal police judged so, "Even if he wants to run out of the country, I'm afraid it's just a matter of these few days... Can't block it, we can't block the entire border. With this person's kung fu, he can cross the border by finding any unmanned border line."

Although the nature of the case was actually very bad, because it was killing four people and wiping out a family, the poor ruffian was forgotten, but these four people also deserved to die in everyone's simple feelings. If this murderer Bai Lang ran out of the country and didn't return to hide his name, it seemed that there was no such great motivation to catch him back to give those scum a justice... So forget it, run if you can. At least the trafficked woman who was the victim said that Bai Lang was a knight who had great kindness to her.

However, at this moment, this knight was disheveled and full of beard, but his movements were still agile. He was walking on the mountain ridge. This steep mountain peak couldn't stop his footsteps—a month of walking in the mountains, this Bai Lang was already very familiar with the means of climbing mountains and ridges. Plus, his martial arts were small and his Lightness Skill could be considered integrated into his own kung fu, so his ability to walk in the mountains was becoming more and more proficient. Shortly after crossing the border, when he saw the town on the highway under the mountain ahead, Bai Lang was actually a little nervous—because the signs on it were all Chinese, and he thought he was still in Yunnan.

However, finally, after confirming that he had arrived in Myanmar, Bai Lang let out a long breath—Bai Lang was also very in awe of the national law. From his heart, he didn't have the will to violate the national law. If he was discovered by the police of the motherland, he really couldn't resist and could only run. Now he could completely relax. Although the stone in his heart fell to the ground, Bai Lang's figure rose, and the joints of his whole body suddenly exploded with a crackle. Bai Lang's whole temperament suddenly became relaxed.

Since he arrived at the place, wash himself in the water first, then put on simple clothes and find a hotel to take care of himself—it's okay, Myanmar uses RMB. Arriving at the border of Myanmar near China, Bai Lang naturally discovered that in places on the street that were not easy to notice, there were soldiers and armed personnel with live ammunition. This place was still fighting with the Myanmar government—but it didn't hinder the opening of casinos specifically for Chinese people here.

Since he was out of the country, Bai Lang felt that he should follow his predetermined idea. First, see if he could join professional fighting—Myanmar this kind of place definitely wouldn't work, at least he had to go to Thailand.

However, this didn't hinder Bai Lang from trying the fighting in the casino—some casinos allowed registration for the competition. This couldn't be considered a black fist, and he could bet on himself. "Can't play big, because it's possible to be threatened in minutes." Bai Lang looked at those people holding guns, "I haven't tried fighting guns yet." Bai Lang didn't want to test whether he could turn the tables bare-handed under the aiming of many people—this kind of thing depends on the terrain and also the timing—anyway, it definitely wouldn't work like in the movie, there were no ricochets in the movie and door panels could block bullets...

The result of a small test was that Bai Lang easily moved his muscles and bones, and easily won some small money for himself. Next, he had to continue south along the Mekong River and walk to Thailand. Myanmar didn't have his wanted order, so he could completely use the money in his hand to supplement supplies, and even buy a bicycle to ride. The rainforest on both sides of the Mekong River, bicycles could only be used for a distance, and finally had to rely on walking.

In Myanmar, Bai Lang really didn't cause trouble, and crossed the border line into Thailand safely all the way. From now on, he had to improve his English level. However, those people in the Thai countryside also couldn't speak English, which could only be said to be a very troublesome thing. In the Thai countryside, the martial arts style was very strong. There were two ways for the poor in this place to get ahead—either cut a knife in the lower body and then spend money to have plastic surgery, or practice martial arts hard to fight in the ring. And Thailand's identity system was also rotten. Bai Lang could easily fight in the ring.

These people didn't pursue any identity, they just wanted to fight bloodily and look good. Bai Lang only needed to control the strength not to kill people on the spot, and he could easily sweep the ring and win the prize money. Of course, because of this, he hooked up with the local gambling group... Bai Lang only told these people his surname, but didn't tell his specific identity, and the gambling group could be considered to have obtained a professional qualification for this boxer—anyway, he actually had a fake identity now, and there was no ID card in the Thai countryside. ===== CHAPTER 828 =====