The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin went to Kulun's Yamen again and sent a telegram explaining everything that happened here, and told Zhang Shouzeng and others to cooperate with the army when they returned.

Zhao Chuanxin left Culun with a pile of charges.

Hu Da always had a bad feeling.

Zhao Chuanxin came back with blood stains on his clothes.

Hu Da immediately felt that something was wrong: "Sir, you, you killed Jebtsundamba?"

"No."

Hu Da was relieved.

Zhao Chuanxin said, "This time we will not sleep in the wilderness. We will go directly to Zhuobalsai and spend the night there."

He didn't rob the local herdsmen. He just forced himself into their tents to protect them from the wind and snow. He also paid for the mutton and stewed it in a big pot to share the food.

Taiji came to ask about Galu's whereabouts. Magistrate Zhao, who was munching on lamb ribs, said bluntly: "Go and dig through the pile of corpses in Sangbeizi Banner. Maybe you can find his head."

Na Taiji's expression changed and he left in a hurry.

Among the people who died in Sangbeizina, many were herdsmen from Zhuobalse, and it is possible that they were relatives and friends of Taiji.

Che Hezha said: "Sir, we have to be on guard at night."

He was worried that someone in the family who died would come to take revenge.

"Normal night watch. Whenever one of us dies, I will slaughter them all." Zhao Chuanxin said in a calm tone.

The grassland is no longer the original grassland.

The folk customs are tough, but they can no longer reach the point where all the people can be soldiers and can go into battle with a sword and a bow.

Even if he is still as tough as before, Zhao Chuanxin is fearless.

However, in the dead of night, Zhao Chuanxin heard vague curses coming from the darkness.

He frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Batang'a said: "It's Taoke Taohu, sir, it's better not to listen."

Don't listen carefully. If you listen, I will scold you.

Because Feng Da Zhao couldn't hear the news clearly, he stood up and said, "Go and have a look."

The requisitioned yurt was dark and very depressing inside.

It was difficult for the Han people to adapt, so Zhao Chuanxin wanted to go out for a walk.

Arriving at the place where the prisoners were held, Zhao Chuanxin heard Tao Ketao yelling: "Where is Zhao Chuanxin? Don't you dare to see the eagle on the grassland? You are a coward..."

"How many times are you yelling? Are you here?"

Tao Ke Tao Hu's voice paused.

"Don't you want to see me?" Zhao Chuanxin entered the prisoner camp.

Taoke Taohu knew that he would definitely die.

He had two worries. One was that he would be tortured, and the other was that he would die in agony.

So he kept cursing, trying to provoke Zhao Chuanxin to kill him quickly.

But when he actually saw Zhao Chuanxin, Tao Ketaohu's heart suddenly tightened.

After all, people are the shadow of famous trees.

"Continue to scold?"

Taoke Taohu remained silent.

"If you know how to shut up, don't disturb everyone's sleep." Zhao Chuanxin felt bored when he saw this, and turned around to leave.

Damn Ye Gong is a dragon, right?

At this time, Tao Ketao Hu spoke: "Zhao Chuanxin, please kill me. Don't slander me, but I want to die."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "You always put eye drops on me, time and time again. If you want to die like this, you are really thinking too much. Don't the grassland herdsmen call you Master Tao and the grassland hero? ? Only magic can defeat magic. Look how I made you infamy."

Tao Ke Tao Hu was afraid of this, he was too high-minded, and he shouted: "It can't be fake if it's true, it can't be true if it's false, you traitor will not succeed!"

"How presumptuous?" Zhao Chuanxin took out his cigarette and said with a smile: "I am a traitor and I admit it. In the play, I have a black face. You only know that I, Zhao Chuanxin, am cruel, but you don't know that I am also very treacherous. You are used to confusing right and wrong. You know, technology is changing with each passing day, and now there are many more media for disseminating information. I will let you live for a while, and then I will execute you after I have made you famous. Let the herdsmen throw rotten eggs and rotten cabbage leaves at you.”

The more Tao Ketaohu listened, the more frightened he became, and his chest heaved with anger: "Zhao Chuanxin, you will not die well."

"Why are you yelling so loudly?" Zhao Chuanxin dug his ears: "Okay, okay, I understand, I have to die well, right? It's not a big problem."

"..." Tao Ke Tao Hu felt powerless.

So infuriating.

Zhao Chuanxin added: "You'd better calm down. It's easy to die, but very difficult to live. However, I have many ways to make your life worse than death. I can have someone cut off one of your fingers in one day, and I can do it with one hand." 15 days is a month for both hands. After cutting the toes, I will use a red-hot iron to burn the wound. It is not easy to get infected. Even if it is infected, I have special medicine that can cure you. No matter what, I will let you be more comfortable before you die."

Tao Ke Tao Hu's hair stood on end.

But he believed that Zhao Chuanxin could definitely do it.

This guy has killed more people than many people will see in a lifetime.

Seeing that he didn't dare to curse any more, Zhao Chuanxin went out and left.

…

Zhao Chuanxin teleported to Quite Shalan White House.

Agure Ida was making breakfast for himself when he saw Zhao Chuanxin appear and said hello: "Good morning, Mr. Constantine."

The chihuahua came limping over and raised his head at Zhao Chuanxin, shaking his head and tail, trying his best to please.

It's a sunny day again, the sun is just right. The dry season here is not something we talk about casually.

Zhao Chuanxin got some food for the Chihuahua, and he increasingly felt that Quite Shalan was a good place to recuperate.

He said: "Ajule, you take care of the house while I go out."

"Okay Mr. Constantine." Agure Ida answered happily. He was very satisfied with his current life. But seeing Zhao Chuanxin about to go out, he reminded him: "Mr. Constantine, you'd better pay attention. As far as I know, the police on patrol are very difficult to deal with. They will definitely come to trouble you again."

Zhao Chuanxin was silent for two seconds and said: "Aju Lei, I have no grudges with you. I hope you can look forward to my kindness."

Ajure Ida: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin teleported to Eye 17, Palavos Library,

Xingyue said: "I hope you can spare some time and let me look through useful books."

Zhao Chuanxin walked out of the library: "We'll talk about it later. Let's make incendiary bombs first."

The library had just opened so early, and the gatekeeper was surprised when he saw an Asian man appearing: "When did you go in?"

Zhao Chuanxin clasped his hands behind his back, with a majestic expression and a serious tone: "How did you look at the door? You didn't even see anyone entering? If I don't do this next time, I will never let you go."

The gatekeeper's instinctive fear: "Yes, sir, there will never be a next time."

He nodded, bowed, and sent Zhao Chuanxin away with a smile.

And then reacted: "Who is he?"

I have never seen this leader...

Zhao Chuanxin wandered around the city of Puebla, Xingyue searched for targets.

Zhao Chuanxin found silicate in a warehouse where paper-burning ceramic materials were stored.

A small amount of chlorate was found in a warehouse of a disinfectant manufacturing factory.

In the warehouse of an American factory that produces tableware and lunch boxes, Zhao Chuanxian found aluminum powder.

When he was a child, he also used lunch boxes made of aluminum.

After gathering a few chemical and metal supplies, Zhao Chuanxin returned to the white house in Quite Salan.

He went to the warehouse room of the White House.

There is a stone wall in the warehouse. There is a depression in the stone wall. A wooden shelf is placed in the depression, and buckets, rags, wine bottles and other sundries are piled on it. In addition, there is a bronze statue of the Virgin.

The statue of the Virgin seems to be embedded in the wood, and it is difficult for ordinary men to shake it.

Zhao Chuanxin held the plump waist of the Madonna statue with one hand and pulled it upward with force.

After hearing a click, he pushed hard to push the oak shelf.

Snap!

The shelf was pushed, revealing rock steps that led downward.

Anyone else would have been unable to pull out the Madonna statue in the first place.

Even if you could, you couldn't pull it away with one hand.

If you pull it out with both hands, the secret door lock will open, and you can release one hand, the Madonna falls, and the door lock is locked again, but it will not help.

You must pull it out with one hand, and then push it with the other hand to ensure that these two points can open the secret door.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped down the stairs.

The underground fortress has a huge space, first of all it is Xingyue's laboratory.

Release the black puppet craftsman, and Xingyue controls it to stack materials on the test bench according to the pre-designed plan.

Among the pile of materials, Zhao Chuanxin saw a handful of dried insects.

This was something he brought back when he went to buy materials for zero yuan.

This dry bug has a round body, black and red with white stripes.

He crushed one, dipped it in water and scratched it on the paper. It turned red.

Zhao Chuanxin blurted out: "Cochineal?"

This is good stuff.

Lao Zhao is very interested in various necessities for women.

Straight men think that men should not understand women's things, as that would look weird and appear effeminate.

Many straight men are proud of their straight temperament.

This complacency is inexplicable.

Lao Zhao understands women's psychology and supplies. The main reason is that he is greedy for their bodies.

Isn’t this what straight men should possess?

Otherwise, are you really straight?

Lao Zhao once learned that a very important component of good lipstick is cochineal.

In the past, cochineal was a Spanish trade secret, and the entire industry was shrouded in secrecy.

It was not until Leeuwenhoek discovered the secret of cochineal under his microscope that the French began to raise cochineal.

Mexico is also an important cochineal breeding ground.

Maybe...

It should be noted that Zhao Chuanxin is also very interested in making money.

The principle structure of the incendiary bomb is not much more difficult than that of the grenade, or even simpler.

Soon, Xingyue worked on the finished product.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the metal cylinder on the table and shook it in his hand.

Xingyue hurriedly warned: "Be careful, if it explodes, the flames will be difficult to extinguish, and you will be seriously burned. If you set yourself on fire, remember to use the Old God's Crucible Brand to absorb the heat in time."

Zhao Chuanxin took the incendiary ejection gun and came out of the underground fortress.

He found a stranger at home.

Seeing him coming out of the warehouse, Agure Ida introduced him: "Mr. Constantine, this is Justino, one of the few good people in our town. He heard that you bought a horse and came here specially. Help build stables. After all, the wind is too strong now, and horses are prone to getting sick from being too dry.”

Zhao Chuanxin looked over and saw the man with a beard, lean body, and eyebrows. This face was naturally cheerful, and he looked like he could easily be bullied.

Justino first rubbed his hands on his dusty pants, then stretched out his hand to shake hands with Zhao Chuanxin.

Perhaps Zhao Chuanxin's reaction was a little slow, so he smiled uneasily and said: "Mr. Constantine, like you, I am often bullied by Urquidi Gomez, but we all stand up. Come over, right?"

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

I didn’t expect that I would give everyone the impression that I was easily bullied?

This Justino, presumably because he felt sympathy for the same problem, came over eager to help, looking for "cowardly" similar people.

Zhao Chuanxin shook hands with him: "Yes, yes, Justino, listen to me, thank you for coming to help. May God punish that bastard Urquidi Gomez and let him give birth to a son without an asshole."

"Uh..." Justino said timidly: "Mr. Constantine, I don't want to cause trouble, and I won't spread your words."

"Don't be so polite, just spread it if you should."

"..."

Justino was quick and efficient. Zhao Chuanxin paid for Aguirre Ida and Justino to go to the town to buy boards. Justino used his donkey to help pull the materials back. He helped wholeheartedly.

However, on the way back, a sound of horse hooves came.

A team of rural cavalry patrol police came hurriedly and stopped Aguirre Ida and Justino immediately when they saw them.

Aguirre Ida shrank behind the donkey in fear, and Justino was also afraid.

Aguirre Ida found that Obregon was not in the team.

The leader was Obregon's friend Salcedo, from another place called Caxiq.

Salcedo looked at them and asked in a gloomy tone: "Who are you pulling for?"

Aguirre Ida did not speak.

After all, Justino was an adult, and he could not let a half-grown child take the lead. He stepped forward with a flattering smile: "Don Salcedo Antonio, we are helping Mr. John Constantine, a new resident in the town. He is a kind gentleman."

Salcedo pointed at Justino and said to his men: "How dare he help a stranger? Beat him up."

A group of people dismounted, surrounded Justino with a grin, and beat him up.

Justino did not understand why he was beaten, screaming and rolling on the ground.

Because Aguirre Ida looked like a child, no one cared about him.

He sneaked into the nearby reed forest and scared away a group of chacha laca birds.

Salcedo noticed something, frowned, and still ignored the child who ran away.

Aguirre Ida ran back to the white house and shouted, "Mr. Constantine, something is wrong. The cavalry police almost beat poor Justino to death."

Zhao Chuanxin was laying the remaining tiles in the yard in one go, and wanted to tidy up the path in front of the white house.

If you want to be rich, build roads first.

He had just killed someone, and the anger in his chest had not dissipated. Hearing the murderous emotion, he narrowed his eyes and asked Aguirre Ida, who was out of breath: "Where?"

Aguirre Ida pointed to the road: "Not far, just over there by the reed forest."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Wait here and watch the dog and the fake."

Aguirre Ida glanced at the horse tied to the stake, and when he looked back, Zhao Chuanxin was gone.

He had gotten used to Zhao Chuanxin's elusiveness, just like Zhao Chuanxin had gotten used to his bad mouth.

He thought about it, and did not stay in the white house. He untied the reins of the fake and rode back on his tall horse.

Even if he could not help with anything else, at least he could help escape on horseback.

Salcedo had stopped beating Justino and was questioning the pitiful and bruised Justino: "What is your relationship with the foreigner?"

"I, I, I am just his friend, cough cough..." Justino's two teeth were loose, his gums and mouth were broken, and he coughed up blood foam.

"You are so brave that you dare to help our enemy? I don't think you can stay in Quetzalan anymore. We will visit you again in the future." Salcedo said arrogantly.

He has the final say in this place.

Justino was shocked and scared, looking around helplessly.

Suddenly his face froze.

Salcedo noticed something was wrong, and turned back following his gaze, and saw a tall Asian man in a windbreaker, with a gloomy face coming towards this side.

Justino shouted anxiously, "Mr. Constantine, please leave quickly, they are looking for you..."

This only made Zhao Chuanxin keep moving forward.

"Life is like a cow and a horse, and it is not easy. If it is easy, it is sleeping in the mountains." Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigar and said, "Poor Justino."

Salcedo sneered, "Your brain is probably broken, foreigner."

One of his men walked towards Zhao Chuanxin with a bull horn knife.

At this time, Aguirre Ida also rode over on horseback.

Seeing that the tragedy was about to happen, he couldn't help shouting, "Mr. Constantine, run..."

Zhao Chuanxin was unmoved.

When the man approached and the bull horn knife stabbed at him, Zhao Chuanxin accurately grabbed the other's wrist and bent it upward.

Click.

The wrist was broken.

"Ah..."

Before the bull horn knife fell to the ground, Zhao Chuanxin raised his foot and hooked it, and the bull horn knife flew up.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't worry about hurting his hand at all, so he reached out to grab it.

What was surprising was that Zhao Chuanxin not only grabbed the spinning ox-horn knife, but also held it in reverse.

He grabbed the man's wrist and cut it with the knife in reverse.

Swish.

The tendons of the hand were cut along with the aorta.

Without waiting for the man to scream, he grabbed the other wrist.

Swish.

The ox-horn knife turned 180 degrees in Zhao Chuanxin's palm and was held in a straight position.

He stabbed the man's stomach first.

Pulled horizontally.

Swish...

Cut open his stomach.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled it casually, and the man fell headfirst, with blood gushing out from three directions, being absorbed and swallowed by the dry earth.

Aguirre Ida and Justino were dumbfounded.

"This..."

Seeing this, another person took off the Mauser M1 rifle from his back and pulled the bolt.

Zhao Chuanxin threw out the ox-horn knife.

Puff.

The knife just got stuck in the gap between the man's shoulder blades.

"Ah..."

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the gun, put it in the man's mouth and pulled the trigger.

Bang.

The brains were scattered all over the ground.

The rest of the people also hurried to get their guns.

Salcedo was also confused.

Didn't they say that the outsider was just a small fry and let them do whatever they wanted?

Didn't they say that the outsider offended Urquidi Gomez, the bodyguard of Camilo Toric, the big landlord of Quetzalan, but could only beg for mercy?

Didn't they say that this was a rich Asian guy?

I wonder, now I see, why does this man have the momentum to kill without blinking an eye?

There was a cavalry policeman next to Zhao Chuanxin, and he pulled the bolt with trembling hands and feet.

Seeing that he failed to pull the bolt twice, Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "How about I wait for you for a while?"

The man looked at Zhao Chuanxin in panic, then lowered his head to pull the bolt, and finally pulled it, sweating all over his forehead.

Zhao Chuanxin blew out a puff of cigar smoke and reached out to grab the other's gun.

An irresistible force came, and the cavalry police were already panicked, so they were easily disarmed.

Zhao Chuanxin held the gun in his left hand.

Bang.

The police screamed, and a big hole was torn in his stomach by the bullet.

Salcedo's heart skipped a beat.

Chao, I'm afraid I've hit a wall today.