Chapter 894

Blood sprayed from the necks of the two dead people. The thief holding the bow and arrow and the one holding the firearm were already stunned, especially when Bai Lang threw the head with the spine to them. The one pulling the bow pulled it several times, and the arrow that should have been very smooth and skilled was hard to be put on the bowstring. And the guy using the firearm was shaking his hands so much...

The one holding the bow gave a shout, dropped the bow and turned to run, and the guy holding the firearm also closed his eyes and fired a shot, then dropped the firearm and fled. The fierce man in front of them was too terrible. In a trance, they even thought they saw a fierce tiger. However, "Can you run away?" Bai Lang crossed a few steps, kicked the guy who dropped the firearm and broke his leg, stretched his arm, and pinched the head of the old thief who dropped the bow, but didn't exert force. However, when his hand claw closed, it had already broken the scalp, and blood flowed down his cheeks.

Bai Lang dragged this person to the place where the three people were originally roasting fire and eating, and kicked the corpses to the side—there was still one person who couldn't die for a while, although the purple gold mace smashed him into two pieces, it would take a while to die. "I ask, you answer. Who are you?" Bai Lang directly kicked the two legs of this old thief, let him lie on the ground and asked like this.

At the same time, Bai Lang also poured water from a clay pot on the side to wash his hands, and also rinsed the brain and blood on the purple gold mace. The thief was also cunning, just crying for mercy, saying that he was forced to follow the thieves. Bai Lang also smiled and didn't say much, swung the purple gold mace and smashed one of this person's hands. So this person immediately shouted that he was a Tongshan thief, only begging for mercy, and was willing to say everything he knew one by one.

Bai Lang was too lazy to listen. After knowing that it was a Tongshan thief, he also asked where this place was, "Shandong? This is Shandong Denglai? It's September now..." After knowing this, Bai Lang smashed the person's head with a mace, letting this corpse fall obliquely to the ground. He ate the dry food boiled in the clay pot on the fire—the third level of the Golden Bell Shield has been achieved, and he really won't be scalded by ordinary boiling water for a while.

After eating, he touched the corpses. The clothes on these people were originally smelly—the petty thieves didn't have the habit of taking a bath and changing clothes every day, and Bai Lang's actions were too fierce, so the clothes were also soaked in blood. There were probably no clothes that could be worn here. This made Bai Lang feel troubled, "Don't tell me I'm going to the city like this? There is no identity proof like a waist card, and there are no clothes. Ghosts will let me in."

Then he thought that these thieves had mules and horses, so he went to the back to see, and sure enough, there were seven mules and no horses. These thieves also had silver and jewelry on them, Bai Lang touched them—he only recognized silver, gold, and copper coins, but among them were quite a few silver hairpins of women, which showed that these people did a lot of evil, and it was too cheap for them to die.

There were saddlebags on the mules, and there were some scattered silver and dry food in them, but there were really no changing clothes. Bai Lang cursed, collected the weapons of these dead ghosts, put them on the mules, and rode the mules along the road—going there was Yanzhou, which was closer than Dengzhou Laiyang. And the few heads that were still intact were chopped off by Bai Lang, hung on the mules, and walked away swaying.

The next day, Yanzhou City was in sight. There were still some people on this road, but these places built strongholds to protect themselves and didn't let Bai Lang approach at all—who would let a naked big man approach? And this person was riding a mule, carrying six mules and hanging heads. This kind of strange person is better not to approach.

Yanzhou City Gate, Bai Lang had already dismounted from the mule in the distance, led the mule over, and shouted under the vigilant eyes of the guards, "Join the army! Join the army!" Then he pulled out a mule, "This is the head of the Tongshan thief, my name card!" The yamen servants, the strong class, and even the guards in the city were also stunned. This person was wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, completely without the body, but he came to shout to join the army, and what kind of name card he brought.

There were also several people coming to see, but they saw a good big man. Who let Bai Lang's figure be considered a head taller at this time, and his skin was tender and meat, which didn't look like a poor person at all. On the road, Bai Lang was also thinking about what kind of background he should make up, "Should I say I am a scholar? The Four Books and Five Classics are not very clear, and there is no waist card for scholars. This kind of thing, an old scholar in the city will see through it in a few words. Then should I say I am a merchant from the south? This is also difficult. If they ask me what business I do? This pair of purple gold maces can't be deceived... The business without capital? Just say I am the young master of a wealthy family in the southern countryside, who has liked dancing guns and sticks since childhood, and came to the north to see it, but was stolen by thieves while taking a bath, and killed people in a rage... I don't know if I can cheat."

When those few people pointed at Bai Lang with guns and spears and asked him to go in—this was the treatment after verifying the head and confirming that it was really a thief. After Bai Lang went in, there was also a person wearing green clothes who looked like an official asking him about his identity from a distance. Bai Lang said the excuse he thought of on the road...

Bai Lang only saw the other party's face with a smile that was not a smile, but then he coughed, "Since the warrior wants to join the army, why not go to Jinan City to find a future?" Bai Lang knew that the other party probably didn't believe a word of what he said. He had no choice but to say, "Let me buy a set of clothes to rest my feet, okay? Like this... it's really not decent."

Hearing Bai Lang speak in a literary way, the official nodded, "That's fine, you guys take this white warrior to buy clothes. No, no, you go, buy it and send it to the white warrior, don't let the white warrior go out without face. White warrior, please wait here, I'll be back soon." After speaking, he walked away quickly.

Bai Lang was also a sensible person, "These mules and horses will be sent to the government, and these weapons... let these brothers keep them for me." The yamen servants laughed, leading the mules and walking to the side, but just after taking the purple gold mace, they let go, "Mother! What is this! So heavy!" Almost smashed their feet. The purple gold mace fell to the ground, and it was also dusty.

"Water-grinding purple gold mace, weighing eighty-eight sixty-four catties, is my weapon." Bai Lang looked at the purple gold mace on the ground and said.

Silence.

The storyteller often said that the Cold-Eyed Saw of Lord Guan in the Three Kingdoms weighed eighty-two catties, but the iron mace in the hand of the man in front of him was sixty-four catties? Could it be that this is a rare fierce general in the world? The yamen servant moved the purple gold mace on the ground with both hands, "Old master, this iron mace is afraid that it is really sixty-four catties!"

The official was also stunned for a while, and then there was a thoughtful look on his face, "You guys take this white warrior to buy clothes first, no, no, you go, buy it and send it to the white warrior, don't let the white warrior go out without face. White warrior, please wait here, I'll be back soon." After speaking, he walked away quickly.