Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

After leaving the casino, Albert Patterson looked very unhappy.

Those who have served in the military understand the horror of assassination even better.

If someone is determined to murder someone, then that person will most likely die no matter how skilled he is in martial arts.

He thought for a moment and patted Zhao Chuanxin's arm: "Brother, my safety depends on you."

Based on his life experience, among all the policemen, veterans, gang leaders, boxers, etc. he has ever seen, John Shinn's fighting ability is undoubtedly the highest.

He must respect the wise and humble.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth, lit up a cigar and said, "Don't worry, kid."

The two of them each talked about their own opinions.

Albert Patterson was stunned: "..."

In the evening, Zhao Chuanxin sent Patterson and his son home.

Just as they turned into the small road, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly said, "Albert, I have some bad news for you."

"Huh?" Albert Patterson wondered.

: "What's the bad news?"

John Patterson also frowned and looked at Zhao Chuanxin who looked relaxed.

Zhao Chuanxin has been with them all the time, so how could there be any bad news?

Zhao Chuanxin flicked off his cigarette ash and said, "Someone is going to throw a Molotov cocktail at your house."

The father and son were stunned and said instinctively: "Hurry, go back."

You knew someone was going to throw a Molotov cocktail, yet you remained so calm?

Is it okay? Can we still have fun?

Zhao Chuanxin stepped on the accelerator.

This car is pretty good, and it is said that it can reach a maximum speed of 160 miles per hour.

The car rushed out.

Sure enough, at the end of the path, there were a few furtive people outside Albert Patterson's house, lighting Molotov cocktails with their heads down.

They saw a car coming, and they seemed to recognize Albert Patterson's car, and someone lit a Molotov cocktail and threw it this way.

exclaimed John Patterson.

If this gets hit, won't the whole car catch fire?

This is so exciting.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin just flicked away the cigarette butt, but Zhao Chuanxin turned the steering wheel with his right hand, stretched out his left hand out of the car window, and grabbed the flying Molotov cocktail steadily.

Zhao Chuanxin threw it backhand.

The Molotov cocktail spun back.

Click...whoosh...

The Molotov cocktail hit the man's head accurately and shattered. The fire started to spread from the arsonist's head downwards, and a pig-killing scream broke out in the flames.

Albert Patterson and John Patterson felt as if they were on a roller coaster, going up and down, and feeling inexplicably shocked.

Can you not only control the car to catch the Molotov cocktail, but also throw it back accurately to hit the target?

It's somewhat unreal.

In addition, the gangster was so frightened that his hand shook and the Molotov cocktail fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Zhao Chuanxin stopped the car, pulled the handbrake hard, got out and ran over.

One of them prepared to draw his gun.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and a flying knife stabbed someone's wrist.

The other person was grabbed by the arm by Zhao Chuanxin and thrown over his shoulder.

boom.

He was so confused that he fell unconscious.

John Patterson's wife Mary and Albert Patterson's wife Agnes hurried out to check.

"do not come."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand in warning.

He took out their guns and kicked them aside.

The arsonist, with his whole body on fire, rushed towards Zhao Chuanxin with his fangs and claws bared.

The two women covered their mouths and exclaimed.

Because at this time Zhao Chuanxin had his back to the little fire man.

If this one hits him, Zhao Chuanxin would probably be set on fire.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't even turn his head, but raised his head and kicked.

The fire man screamed even louder, flew backwards, rolled on the ground, and stopped moving.

The soles of Zhao Chuanxin's shoes were contaminated by fuel and caught fire.

He stamped his foot lightly.

The flames on the soles of the shoes were extinguished.

Mary and Agnes looked on in amazement.

The two girls hurriedly asked, "Xin, are you okay?"

Zhao Chuanxin took out a cigar, lit it, and shook his head.

He raised his legs and kicked the two injured men on the ground in the mouth.

Poof, poof.

Both of them had several teeth knocked out.

John Patterson's eyelids twitched wildly when he saw this scene.

It was the first time he saw Zhao Chuanxin in action and he was deeply impressed.

Albert Patterson took a deep breath and said, "Thanks to you, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

Zhao Chuanxin put one hand in his pocket and held a cigarette with the other, smiled and said nothing.

John Patterson opened his mouth, but he couldn't bring himself to say thank you.

He is still too young, he can hold it but not let it go, he is not as capable as his father.

Here they were busy with calling the police and all that.

Zhao Chuanxin sat at the dining table, smoking and drinking tea, crossing his legs and talking to the police.

Because the Patterson father and son are well-known figures in Phoenix, even if the police are pretending, they have to pretend to take it seriously.

The policeman held a pen and paper and asked, "Mr. Xin John, you said he rushed towards you even though he was on fire? Shouldn't he have saved himself when he was on fire? Why would he rush towards you when he was in so much pain?"

Zhao Chuanxin crossed his legs and asked, "Your mouth is in front of your brain, so your words go through your mouth first and then your brain?"

The policeman's face turned red, and he said angrily, "I'm questioning you, not you. I'm asking you, why did he rush towards you when he was on fire?"

Zhao Chuanxin put out his cigar and said teasingly, "He caught fire, then pinched his philtrum and rushed towards me with determination. It was truly a moving and heroic act. Please tell his master to take credit for him."

police:"……"

"This is what happened. The Patterson family are all witnesses. Officers, please continue to work as you can. It's best to work at noon, because sooner or later you will get into trouble. I'll excuse you first."

Several corrupt policemen were very annoyed by what he said.

Zhao Chuanxin walked out leisurely.

As Albert Patterson said, Phoenix is ​​rotten from top to bottom.

The song ends and everyone disperses.

Zhao Chuanxin told Albert Patterson: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Mary hesitated to speak.

This is a beautiful woman.

Agnes Benson hesitated.

This is a well-maintained woman, still charming.

The father and son have good vision.

John Patterson walked around with one arm folded and the other touching his chin.

At this time, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand to Zhao Chuanxin with a guilty look on his face: "Xin, forgive my previous rudeness."

He finally discovered that Zhao Chuanxin was a soft-hearted person.

But he is extremely capable and the situation is dangerous, so we may have to rely on him more.

Zhao Chuanxin shook hands with him, expressionless: "Okay, okay."

After saying that, he went out and left.

Mary then spoke up: "It's better to let him stay and protect us. This is too scary."

Albert Patterson stroked his hair and said, "Xin also needs to rest. Besides, the salary I give him is not enough for him to work so hard."

For just a few dollars you ask for this and that. Do you think I can provide you with 24-hour protection?

Agnes said, "Then give more. Thanks to him, nothing happened today, thank God."

Albert Patterson waved to his son: "Come here, I have something to tell you."

The two came to the study.

Albert Patterson said: "I ask you to give the letter due respect."

"Understood, Dad."

"Sheriff Fuller won't get any useful information. He's in league with Hoyt Sheppard. Even the state attorney general has been corrupted. We are alone and helpless. The only thing we can rely on is the protection of the letter."

Both of them have been on the battlefield.

When they came back and entered politics, they found themselves entering another battlefield.

This battlefield is even more dangerous.

……

Zhao Chuanxin went to the new house at night to repair the bathroom and install the toilet and shower system.

Put down the washing machine and double-door refrigerator, take out the dining table and chairs, cabinets, etc.

The bedroom wardrobe needs to be tailor-made, so Zhao Chuanxin released his puppet slaves. He cut the boards and the puppet slaves assembled them to create the wardrobe.

After working for half the night, Zhao Chuanxin went back to sleep.

Gail Russell had already gone to bed, and Ganfan used his puppet arm to write to Zhao Chuanxin: Is the new house ready for living? You leave a key.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded and went to bed.

Sure enough, the next day, with the help of circuit attorney Archie Ferrell, the other two gangsters were not only released, but they also sued Albert Patterson for allowing his bodyguard to commit the crime.

Da Piaoliang is so outrageous.

Albert Patterson was extremely annoyed. He said to Zhao Chuanxin: "You don't have to worry about the lawyer's letter. I will let the lawyer handle this matter."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled.

What does he have to worry about?

If magic doesn't work, he can still use physical methods to save the soul.

Albert Patterson began preparing his campaign platform - to eradicate corruption and crime in Phoenix.

Zhao Chuanxin wandered around the area during the day, continuing to observe the operating procedures of the casinos.

In the evening, when Zhao Chuanxin sent Patterson and his son home, John Patterson said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Xin, you should be equipped with a gun. I will prepare it for you tomorrow."

The next morning, Zhao Chuanxin went to wait outside Patterson's house.

Agnes opened the door and walked towards Zhao Chuanxin slowly.

She flipped her hair and said, "Xin, please come in with me and have a cup of coffee, or a cup of tea. Maybe you prefer tea."

Zhao Chuanxin discovered that Mary was also peeking at him through the window.

The family talked a lot about him behind his back.

Zhao Chuanxin refused, "No need, ma'am, the room is too hot, I can't stand it."

Agnes: “…”

She could only go back to the house.

When the Pattersons got in the car, John Patterson gave Zhao Chuanxin a Browning M1911, a holster and some bullets, and said, "Xin, we have decided to raise your weekly salary to 70 yuan."

Zhao Chuanxin rolled down the car window, lit a cigar, and said nothing.

Albert Patterson suddenly asked, "Xin, with your gambling skills, you should not be short of money. Why did you accept the job I gave you?"

About three hundred yuan a month is not enough for Zhao Chuanxin to win or lose at the gambling table.

Old Patterson is a politician, and politicians naturally think a lot.

Zhao Chuanxin simply said directly: "Can you get me a driver's license and passport? With a complete social security number and tax payment records, my girlfriend needs it."

Albert Patterson felt relieved: "I can do this."

Both parties feel at ease when they get what they need, but one-sided giving makes people feel uneasy.

So, soon Gail Russell was able to buy the Chevrolet Nomad that she had always dreamed of.

A month flies by.

The renovation of Zhao Chuanxin's new house has been completed.

He built a road with wooden planks beside the lake, and there was a plank road extending ten meters into the lake.

He nailed a sign on the narrow bridge and the bend leading out of the lake, which read: Please slow down, danger ahead.

Gail Russell lived the life she had always dreamed of.

During his vacation, Zhao Chuanxin would sit by the lake and fish under a parasol.

Ganfan said: "Woof woof woof..."

Gail Russell, who drew the picture, asked Zhao Chuanxin to translate it.