Chapter 24
This long fist is commonly known as the telephone fist. It is a classic style of punching from the back to the front. It is very concealed. It is like telling the opponent before punching that I will hit you and where I will hit you. That's why it is called the telephone fist. Under normal circumstances, it is basically impossible to hit people in modern professional fighting. However, nowadays, aren't there people who are holding shields and moving forward...
The punch hit the cowhide shield with a shocking force. The guy holding the shield felt numb in both hands, and the cowhide straps holding the shield broke directly. The guy was knocked backwards and flew up - but the shield was still in place, playing a very effective blocking role - not only blocking Bai Lang, but also better blocking the route of the two knifemen.
Then Bai Lang arched his body slightly, and leaped out like a tiger, with one hand forming a tiger claw, and directly used the momentum of the pounce to tear out with one claw. This is the true meaning of the tiger form, integrating the whole person's spirit, energy and spirit into one, just like a tiger using its claws to strike and tear at the same time.
The professional boxer with the knife was unlucky. The terrain meant that he could only face Bai Lang alone in this attack. After all, he was a professional fighter. Even though he was facing a tiger, his instinct still allowed him to raise his knife and stab him. He adopted a fighting style of mutual destruction. The underground professional knife fighters in this place were also full of martial virtues and were all ruthless people.
Yes, living conditions are difficult. How can you make a living without being ruthless?
The length of the knife blade plus the length of the arm made it a little longer than Bai Lang's arm. According to the relative speed, he should have stabbed Bai Lang first, and then Bai Lang would have hit him with his claws. It should have been like this, but Bai Lang's tiger claws became palms, and he slapped the inside of the knifeman's arm with a huge force, causing the guy's arm to swing outwards with a sound of broken bones.
The arm looked twisted and distorted, and it seemed that it was completely useless. Even the best orthopedic surgeon might not be able to save it - because it was also covered in blood. The tiger claws had scratched the arm, leaving four deep bloody grooves. The skin and flesh were completely turned over, and the bones were visible.
The next moment, Bai Lang accelerated again, using his Qinggong to the fullest, and rushed into the center of the swordsman's body in one step. Then he punched out with his left fist. This powerful punch directly hit the swordsman's chest, and the man was blown away with one punch. As the swordsman flew out, blood and fragments of internal organs spurted out of his mouth. His chest was completely sunken, and the bones inside should have turned into a ball of mud with his lungs and heart. He hit the wall behind him and was obviously dead.
Then Bai Lang used the recoil of the punch to change direction and arc towards another swordsman. This time he simply turned sideways and kicked out a side kick. Of course, the swordsman over there saw it as if a tiger had killed its companion, roared, and then whipped him with its tail like a steel whip.
He couldn't dodge because what he saw was a man-eating tiger. The momentum of that kind slowed down his movements for a beat, and Bai Lang's legs were longer than his arms, so this side kick directly broke his neck and the lower half of his head. The same force went straight through his flesh, the front part was dented and the broken bones and other parts at the back were directly blasted into pieces and sprayed out.
The guy holding the shield just fell down, but he didn't expect that his two companions were already dead. Before he could decide what to do, a claw grabbed his face. "Don't scream. You have five seconds to tell me who sent you here, and then you will complete the task and report to the place where you are going."
Bai Lang's hand retracted slightly, and the other party immediately felt the pressure. It was really tiger claw kung fu, just like a tiger's claw, it could crack cement slabs. A mere human head might be dangerous. This man's brain turned very quickly, so he immediately explained the situation as quickly as possible, and then begged for mercy. "I guessed it was like this. Since you are so cooperative... then please faint for a while, and I won't kill you, hahaha."
Bai Lang's palm shook slightly, and the man fell to the ground like mud, still vomiting - concussion is no joke, but he won't die. These three people came together, some died and some survived, it seems to be pure luck. Bai Lang packed up and of course ran away as soon as possible, leaving the aftermath to the local police.
In China, this would be a major case, but in Thailand, it wasn't something that happened in Bangkok or Chiang Mai, so the death of two gang members was nothing. Bai Lang carried his bag and took a local tricycle to the intersection mentioned by the lucky guy.
In order to avoid trouble and to deter those idiots, Bai Lang decided to kill the leader responsible for this matter. He got out of the car one street away from the target and walked around the place on foot. "We can't delay. By night, the other party will definitely know that something went wrong - I guess the local police have their people. It's better to just crawl in from the back and kill them."
Bai Lang did it right away. He went around to the back and reached the third floor with a single move. His internal strength spread throughout his body and his muscles tightened. He crashed through the window with a loud bang. There was a burglar-proof window on the window, but since it collapsed along with the wall here, the burglar-proof window was naturally useless.
Bai Lang had already identified the people in the room by ear when he came up. So he knew how many people were in the room. When he jumped in, the people first gathered into a ball to reduce the area - these people were likely to have pistols and other weapons. There were six people in the room, one sitting on a chair , three on the sofa, and two standing. When the window and the wall collapsed with a crash, only one person took out a pistol, and the others were stunned.
This is the opportunity.
The curled-up body suddenly grew longer, just like a cat. After this growth, Bai Lang had already approached the guy with the gun, and he tore down with his tiger claws. Without even a scream the man's face, neck, and chest were all torn open. The parts inside fell to the ground, and he knelt on the ground and died without a sound - blood spurted directly to the ceiling from the torn neck.
Even the tiger form in Xingyi is not so ferocious, let alone the tiger-crane double form. Bai Lang is simply the true meaning of the tiger form under the blessing of internal force. A real tiger is just like this. After killing one person, Bai Lang directly pounced on the three frightened people on the sofa. With a sweeping hand and a quick punch, he took the lives of three people in the blink of an eye. At this time, the last person standing took out a gun, and the guy on the chair simply slid under the chair and trembled.
