The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Cixi thought it was ridiculous.

Is there any point in protesting?

Aixinjueluo Yikuang said: "We should not underestimate the United States. Their fleet still has 15 battleships. The state is very worried. There are rising chaos in the south and powerful enemies in the west. We must win." Handle it with caution.”

Cixi stretched her old arms and legs, and said angrily: "What should we do? We can't do anything with Zhao Chuanxin."

Aixinjueluo Yikuang said cautiously: "This thief has become a thief. Otherwise, how about showing friendship with Zhao Chuanxin? Promising benefits and official positions. I heard that in the United States, he also acted according to business rules at first and refused. If you break the rules easily, you should be able to do it if you think about it. Wait until he returns to the country and stabilize him for two years before making any further calculations."

He was already afraid of being tortured by Zhao Chuanxin, and now Zhao Chuanxin seemed to be bolder and more powerful than before.

"This matter will be discussed later!"

Cixi was still unwilling.

Why?

…

At night, Zhao Chuanxin saw the faint light of thunder in the sky in the direction of Changdao again.

This kind of orderly frequency is definitely not natural lightning.

Is it possible that there is another person in this world who has mastered Thor's hammer?

impossible.

Early the next morning, Zhao Chuanxin had breakfast and set off alone.

Passing by the Goldberg mansion, I was stopped by Rachel Kervis.

Zhao Chuanxin opened the carriage door and yawned: "Come up and talk."

Just her.

After Benjamin Goldberg returned home, he told his parents the news that Zhao Chuanxin was taking him to the East.

The first reaction of Rachel Kervis and Samuel Goldberg was not to agree.

Isn't this noisy?

How could they really abduct their son?

That's Asia, thousands of miles away, across the ocean.

Many people have gone to other places and may never see them again in this lifetime.

But then Benjamin Goldberg mentioned Zhao Chuanxuan's "buyout offer", and Samuel Goldberg immediately became mute.

Twenty thousand yuan, this money is too important to him, it can completely enable him to make a comeback.

One son is gone, how about another one?

But the money is gone, and the son still has to endure hardships.

Besides, Zhao Chuanxin was rich and would not let his son endure hardship.

But Rachel Kervis still disagrees.

Last night, Samuel Goldberg talked hard in private, and Xiaozhi managed to persuade Rachel Kervis with emotion and reason.

However, Samuel Goldberg couldn't lose his face, so he encouraged Rachel Kervis to go out and stop Zhao from passing on his salary.

After Zhao Chuanxin saw her getting on the carriage, he hesitated for a long time and talked nonsense.

"Had breakfast?"

Zhao Chuanxin yawned and said, "I've finished eating."

Rachel Kervis looked at him doubtfully: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Ah?" Zhao Chuanxin rubbed his face: "I slept well, but the time was a little short."

"Why?" Rachel Kervis was confused.

"Because I have superb skills... why are you asking about this?"

Rachel Kervis is already somewhat familiar with Zhao Chuanxin's style and can figure out the pronunciation of his words.

She suddenly thought of Miao Cuihua towering into the clouds... She felt a little sour for no reason, and she felt so sour for no reason.

Seeing that she was stunned, Zhao Chuanxin looked at his watch and said directly: "You are rambling here and there. Are you here to ask for money?"

How smart he is.

He is very thick-skinned and doesn't feel embarrassed about anything, he just points it out.

Rachel Kervis was embarrassed: "I, I'm not..."

Seeing her look, Zhao Chuanxin was speechless. He lit a cigarette first, held it in the corner of his mouth, took out a thick wad of money, roughly counted the number of bundles, and then handed it to Rachel Kervis.

"Get the money, 20 yuan bills, 10 wads, exactly 20,000 US dollars."

A wad of $2,000.

Rachel Kravis felt ashamed and ashamed.

Zhao Chuanxin stuffed the money into her chest and patted her back: "Good boy, take it."

Wherever his big hands touched her, Rachel Kervis felt as if an electric current had passed through her, making her feel numb.

She pursed her lips and said, "This money is a loan from us."

Zhao Chuanxin blinked: "What's the relationship between the two of us, do you want to borrow it or not?"

Rachel Kervis asked out of nowhere: "What's the relationship?"

Zhao Chuanxin just said it casually and was stunned by her question.

"We, we..." Zhao Chuanxin stopped and said simply: "Once a teacher, always a father, I am just like Benjamin's father, then look at this relationship..."

Rachel Kervis hurriedly got out of the car: "See you later."

Zhao Chuanxin stroked his hair back with his palms: "It's inexplicable."

Last night, he confirmed with Abraham Cohen the address he would visit today.

The Southern Front experienced the last massacre by Zhao Chuanxin, and now only stragglers are left, completely defeated.

Despite their best efforts, Abraham Cohen and the Smith brothers could only find the addresses of a handful of individuals.

To say that Abraham Cohen and the Smith brothers supported Zhao's salary in the past, there were reasons for interests and force value.

Now, this relationship has more ambiguity.

Because Jewish people are also considered a discriminated group, let alone black people.

But Zhao Chuanxin specializes in killing discriminatory dogs and did what they wanted to do but didn't dare to do.

There were three or two kittens and puppies, but Zhao Chuanxin was too lazy to look for them.

He was going to the Astoria neighborhood in the Long Island area.

Today is Sunday, November 10th.

Zion Episcopal Church.

Every once in a while, a large number of men in black clothes gather here. After worship, they will have dinner together.

After the service was completed, people came out of the church in twos and threes.

A group of men in black clothes came nearby, set up a rack, and took out the prepared lamb and fish for grilling, as well as Greek salad to eat.

But the weather was bitterly cold, and everyone's hands were red from the cold. No one wanted to touch the salad. They only went for the hot grilled fish and mutton, and of course wine was indispensable.

"Have you read the newspaper? Yesterday, Zhao Chuanxin killed someone again because he was discriminated against."

"Damn Chinaman, if our people hadn't been in hibernation now, they would have planned to kill him."

"Danielson, how about we do it now? As long as we can kill Zhao Chuanxin, we can become famous and KuKloo can take advantage of the momentum to rise."

Danielson is a tall, muscular man who looks thin and has strong edges. His head is wrapped in a black cloth and his eyes are sinister.

He cut the mutton with a knife and said without raising his head: "We have too few people in the Nordic Knights of Order. To kill Zhao and pass on the salary, at least we have to wait until the legion is formed."

"Actually, Zhao Chuanxin may be very powerful, but if you are calculated mentally or not, you still have a chance of winning. Have you ever heard of a saying? If you are determined to murder someone, the chance of success is more than 90%."

Danielson said sadly: "If Zhao Chuanxin has a place he frequents, has the habit of prostitution or drinking, and gets drunk, he will indeed succeed. However, we know nothing about him, except that we know He is ten times crazier and a hundred times more violent than us..."

Everyone stopped talking.

A stout man slammed the iron pick in his hand on the table: "Damn it, we have always been the ones causing trouble for Asians, blacks, and Jews. Why is it the other way around now?"

Danielson looked up and looked around, only to see a pale old man sitting on a park bench not far away.

He said: "Don't worry, lions also take naps."

At this moment, he saw a tall Asian young man walking towards them.

Danielson's eyes narrowed.

When the young man approached, he waved to them: "Hey, I'm hungry after leaving. How about you bring me a barbecue?"

For some reason, Danielson's eyelids kept twitching.

But before he could speak, his companion's eyes narrowed and he cursed loudly: "Go away, Chinaman, go back to your dirty doghouse..."

Before he could finish his words, an ax chopped into his forehead.

Danielson's expression changed drastically.

He reached for his waist and took out a Colt M1873 single-action runner.

But when his teammates saw that their teammates were killed, they rushed forward and blocked his shooting field of vision.

Danielson saw the crowd retreat suddenly, and some even fell.

It turned out that the two people in front suddenly flew upside down and scattered the crowd.

Speaking of the Nordic Knights of Order, they are not vegetarians.

They believed in the Ku Klux Klan, and the Ku Klux Klan believed in white supremacy.

When going to church services and dinner parties, some people bring guns and some bring knives.

They were all dressed in black, styled like pirate uniforms.

Everyone is strong and strong.

Danielson saw the man swinging his ax and slashing left and right, but no one was able to defeat him.

Every time he turned sideways or lowered himself, he could always avoid other people's attacks.

Especially when a teammate suddenly pulled out a gun and shot at him, the Asian young man turned his body slightly and dodged easily.

This is outrageous.

There were more than thirty people on their side, but there was only one young man.

But he alone, in a few breaths, chopped down five or six people on their side.

The young man raised his hand, and a bolt of lightning shot out from his hand.

Zila...

The people in front were skewered into candied haws by lightning.

Danielson watched as the muscles in his cheeks trembled.

When his teammates died, they also gave way to his vision.

The hammer had already been cocked, and he pulled the trigger.

boom!

The young man bent his legs and dived down, lowering his body.

Missed.

Danielson: "..."

This is not fucking scientific.

The young man didn't even look at him. How could he avoid the bullets he fired?

Then, he saw the young man raise his left hand, and two bodies flew out, knocking down two more people.

what is this?

magic?

The young man took out a whip and blew a beautiful and rhythmic whistle. The whip wrapped around the legs of the fallen man.

The young man pulled the man's body and spun around, knocking down the three attackers.

What a lot of strength.

Danielson is also known for his strength, but he also possesses agility and is an expert with guns and knives.

But it pales in comparison to that man.

Then the young man sprinted three steps and jumped up.

He actually jumped two meters high.

He raised his leg and hit one person's head with his knee.

The teammate's neck bent backwards sharply, and Danielson saw that his teammate's face was crushed.

I blanch...

Finally, they were all frightened and retreated, moving towards Danielson.

Because Danielson is the backbone of the team.

Danielson shouted: "Stop, who is coming? I have no enmity or enmity against you, so why did you kill him?"