The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Two herding brothers are fighting over the fake riding horse.

"it is mine……"

"Why is it yours?"

As he spoke, he moved his hands, you grabbed my hair, I scratched your neck...

The Chihuahua squatted on the ground, raised its head, and looked at them with big wet eyes as if they were fools.

The wind was very loud, and the two brothers' noise was so loud that it drowned out other sounds.

After a while, the wind stopped, and the two brothers slowed down, panting and turning their heads.

They found a group of men carrying guns, riding on horses and looking at the two of them in amusement.

The leader, the man who handed them the counterfeit goods that day, was holding a cigarette in his mouth and grinning at them while leaning on the saddle post.

The elder brother coughed awkwardly: "Uh... Sir, we take good care of your horse."

The younger brother scratched his head: "Sir, you can take your horse away."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Okay."

After saying that, he got off his horse, took the impostor, picked up the Chihuahua on the ground and got on his horse.

The brother rolled his eyes: "Sir, you haven't given us the reward you promised us yet."

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at them, held a cigarette in his mouth, looked up and around, and said, "I never expected that there would be someone more shameless than me in this world."

Brothers: "..."

After Zhao Chuanxin finished speaking, he turned the horse's head. Ajure Ida stepped forward, waved his riding whip, and whipped the two brothers across the face.

The two brothers cried like ghosts and howled: "I don't dare to do it anymore..."

Pablo rode his horse forward and glanced at them: "You are a fortune teller. You dare to steal anyone's horse. You are so brave."

A group of knights left here with their horses and whips in full swing.

After they left, the two brothers got up from the ground.

"Who is this person?"

"Must be a big shot."

"Your bad idea cost us a whipping."

"It's all your fault..."

The two began to struggle again.

Zhao Chuanxin took people back to Quite Salan without announcing the disbandment. Everyone did not dare to leave and gathered in front of the White House Tavern.

Some townspeople came to the White House Tavern to wait for Zhao Chuanxin. After seeing him, they immediately came forward and cried: "Don John Constantine, Alessandro in this town beats me, he will still cause trouble for me, Please stop him..."

"Don John Constantine, our house was damaged by the strong wind, please help me..."

"Don John Constantine..."

Zhao Chuanxin took out the Colt runner and fired a shot into the air.

boom.

The sound stopped suddenly.

Zhao Chuanxin was condescending and said calmly: "Go to the temple to make a wish. Isn't there a Virgin Mary temple in the town?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Pablo knew that he might not be able to avoid this evil star in the future, so he was eager to show off and whispered: "Don John Constantine, helping the local townspeople will bring you a good reputation. You cannot offend both the landowners and the people." ”

Zhao Chuanxin spat: "Ah...tui! Miguel, go to Toric Manor and bring Alejandro. Justino, go to the tavern to get some money, buy some food, and summon the town Ajure went to the homes of people whose houses were damaged to help repair them and distributed food, registering them and writing down their requests.”

Zhao Chuanxin said to Pablo and others again: "Come in, I'll treat you to something to eat and drink."

Zhao Chuanxin chopped the chicken into pieces, washed away the blood foam, and put it on a plate in the steamer with a bowl upside down on top.

When it's steamed, he takes out the chicken and opens the bowl, which will absorb the soup from the steamed chicken.

Fry the peppercorn oil, and use Lord Runzhi's greeting to make the oil float. Zhao Chuanxin pours out the peppercorns in the pot, and the oil falls into the pot, and then continues to fry onion and ginger oil. Lord Runzhi controls the oil to float, and pours it out. Heat the dregs of onion and ginger, pour into the bowl the chili pepper, chopped green onion chili oil and a large amount of sugar, soy sauce, and Orleans spices.

Remove the bones from the chicken, pour it into a basin, and add the soup and prepared sauce from the chicken you just steamed.

Corn tortillas with sweet and spicy shredded chicken, Mexicans eat it without saying a word.

Tequila, pot, and red wine are enough.

Pablo thought thoughtfully and decided to follow suit.

So much so that later on, there was an unwritten rule - the boss must know how to cook.

While eating, Miguel Esteban took Alejandro outside the White House Tavern.

Alessandro struggled violently with fear.

Camilo Toric cursed when Miguel Esteban and the mounted patrol officers went to Toric's estate to pick up someone.

However, Miguel Esteban gave no face at all.

Camilo Toric could only scold, but there was nothing he could do about Miguel Esteban.

Because there is no one available to him now.

Zhao Chuanxin called the town citizen, pointed at Alejandro and said: "How you beat him back, you can beat him back."

The townspeople hesitated and cowered, unable to muster the courage at all.

Zhao Chuanxin saw this and said, "No? I'll teach you."

He stood up and walked towards Alessandro.

Alejandro tried to retreat, but was restrained by Miguel Esteban and another mounted patrol officer.

"John Constantine, I have no grudges against you..."

Halfway through his words, Zhao Chuanxin grabbed his neck.

He held his palm behind his back, pinched Alessandro's neck, turned around, arched his back slightly, and exerted force, he actually choked a large living person and threw him on his back.

Alejandro felt as if his jaw was dislocated, his neck was almost broken, and his whole body was shattered.

Just as he was about to struggle to get up, Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and volleyed.

boom.

Bang.

A heavy kick hit Alejandro's head, and the rebound force made his head hit the floor tiles in the yard again.

Blood flowed all over the ground.

The yard was silent, but Alejandro's pupils were dilated, and it was obvious that he was dead.

I'm so angry...

It's really cruel!

The townspeople who asked Zhao Chuanxin for help were in a very complicated mood.

For a moment, he actually lost the pleasure of revenge.

How to say it, ordinary people would never deal with things like this.

Killing without blinking an eye.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his index finger and hooked it at Pablo: "Deal with it according to the 'escape method' and take people to clean up the place."

After that, he turned and went into the house.

Pablo: "..."

After he gave the order, he whispered to Zhao Chuanxin: "Don John Constantine, I'm a little tight on money, you see..."

This guy is addicted to gambling, it seems that all the money he had lost before has been lost.

Zhao Chuanxin threw a bag of pesos: "Go find Aguille and write an IOU."

...

The news that Alejandro, the last thug of Camilo Torric, was kicked to death by Don John Constantine spread at a speed of 30km/h in Quetzalan.

Camilo Torric heard the news and fell on his chair, feeling powerless.

The servants shouted at him several times but he didn't respond.

The townspeople respected and feared Don John Constantine.

The matter was far from over. Pablo wanted to report Francia's death to the governor.

Calderón Velazquez, the governor of Puebla, frowned after hearing the story fabricated by Zhao Chuanxin when he learned that Francia was killed by the bandit mule.

He was fearless when he was in Quetzalan.

Now, he is even less afraid.

But head-on confrontation is not his style.

John Constantine is obviously not an easy person to deal with.

There is something fishy about this matter.

He had seen Francia before. He couldn't say he was a coward, but it was obviously impossible for him to lead the troops.

John Constantine was not only alive and well, but also made contributions.

Pablo, the second-in-command, was unharmed.

Only Francia died, which was weird.

He did not fly into a rage, but reported Francia's death to Victoriano Huerta, the popular general under Porfirio Diaz.

Francia and Victoriano Huerta were relatives.

After receiving the telegram, Victoriano Huerta did not get angry either. He asked someone to send a telegram back to Calderón Velázquez: The agave in the crop field will take at least six or seven years to mature. The immature agave cannot be cut off, and the crops should be allowed to grow longer.

Governor Calderón Velázquez read the telegram and praised it.

Let John Constantine run rampant in Quetshalan, wait until he sucks all the blood from the locals, then harvest him, and you will gain both fame and fortune.

After that, the governor often talked about cutting agave.

…

For several consecutive days, Zhao Chuanxin's life was suddenly calm, so quiet that it made people feel abnormal.

Quetshalan was fine.

Lubin Prefecture was fine.

"Old God Code", Haishi Virtual Realm dispatched several Axiom Masters and all Virtual Realm Strikers to suppress the demon virus.

The demon virus is like wildfire that cannot be extinguished, and it will be revived by the spring breeze.

It was deadlocked for a while.

Because of the demon virus, the disappearance of Virtual Realm Strikers No. 93 and No. 94 did not cause any waves.

The Fearless Pioneer went to work at the Living Stone Farm every day, making some "oil" by the way, and communicating with the Elf Scouts.

Things were deadlocked.

The only thing that made people unhappy was that the communication price of the puppet postman had risen.

Even the Code of the Old Gods did not cause any big disturbances.

For several days, Zhao Chuanxin was idle.

…

The roads in the northwest region were not very smooth.

During the dry season of the Yellow River, the waterway was not easy to travel, and most people who wanted to go out had to rely on carriages and horses.

Benjamin Goldberg took two people and two dogs all the way east.

Liu Ai and Aries were his guards, and Ganfan followed with his child Suba.

The group flew from the sky, first arrived at Lanzhou Prefecture, then took a boat if there was water, and took a horse if there was no water. It was not easy to reach Henan, and went south to Hankou via the Beijing-Hankou Railway Line.

Because there were industries invested by Benjamin Goldberg there.

In Hankou, Liu Huaqiang did not dare to neglect the principal's personal disciple, and personally took him to visit the munitions factory and tour various places in Hankou.

Benjamin Goldberg immediately took people and dogs on the Beijing-Hankou Railway train to the north.

On February 15th of the first year of Xuantong, Benjamin Goldberg passed by Zhengzhou.

However, he did not plan to go directly to the capital, but to get off at Baodingfu and go to Tianjin.

…

Li Shutong finally arrived at Hong Kong Island.

In Victoria Harbor, he just reported his name, and workers immediately came to pick up the boat at the dock.

The news reached Li Guangzong. Although Li Guangzong did not receive him personally, he sent Feiqiang and Hemazi to entertain Zhao Chuanxin's friends.

Hemazi and Feiqiang, who used to hang out with Li Zhitao, are no longer the gangsters they used to be. Now they are dressed in suits and leather shoes, and they are beginning to act like gentlemen, looking like successful people.

Hemazi wanted to welcome Li Shutong, and he had a one-stop service for theaters and boneyards.

However, Li Shutong did not want to stay in the territory controlled by foreigners for a moment, and he wanted to go back to the inland.

Hemazi could only send him to the passenger ship to Shanghai with regret, accompanied and protected by Feiqiang.

Because we have to go to Shanghai first, and then transfer back to Li Shutong’s hometown of Tianjin Wei.

On the boat, Li Shutong held the side of the boat and looked at the coastline, trembling with excitement.

When he went to Japan to study before, he was not so excited at all.

However, there were two foreign devils nearby who made a big mess.

One of the foreigners was a tall man, about 1.85 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a round waist.

The other man was slightly inferior, about 1.77 meters tall, with two mustaches on his lips.

Both men are white and are speaking in English.

The strong man with big arms and round waist slapped the side of the ship loudly, and he said boldly: "This time I go to Shanghai to perform, I want to let the Chinese people see what it means to be a warrior. If you ask me, Chinese people are all East Asian sick people. ”

The shorter man with a mustache smiled: "You are absolutely right. I once heard that there are swordsman masters in China. But this time when I came to China, I found that there was no one who could fight. The soul-stealing sword in my hand, defeated I have killed many so-called sword masters in Hong Kong Island! I hope they won’t disappoint me in their most prosperous city..."

Feiqiang doesn't understand English.

But Li Shutong can.

Although their accents were obviously British English, Li Shutong still understood them.

He was furious when he heard this and refuted it in American English: "What you are talking about is bullshit. Have you ever heard of the God of War Zhao Chuanxin? If he were here, he would definitely teach you how to behave."

The shorter man with a moustache looked a little unhappy, but said nothing.

But the tall, muscular man stretched out his hand to push Li Shutong away: "What the hell is Zhao Chuanxin? He doesn't want to meet me!"

Fei Qiang was ordered to protect Li Shutong all the way, and he immediately stepped forward when he saw this.

He is also very muscular and very strong.

But as soon as he stepped forward, he was pushed to the side of the ship by the strong white man, unable to move.

This shows how powerful he is.

Feiqiang was taken aback and said fiercely: "You dare to hit Li Sheng, I will make you unable to leave China!"

When the strong white man heard this, his eyes widened and he was about to have a seizure.

At this time, the man with a mustache next to him pulled him: "Forget it, although I don't understand what he said, but this man is arrogant at first sight. There are many bandits and bullies in China."

The strong man snorted coldly and let go of his hand.

As if he still had more to say, before leaving, he glared at the two of them fiercely.

Li Shutong's chest rose and fell with anger.

He was just a scholar, helpless against the bear-like strong white man, and Feiqiang was obviously no match for him.

Li Shutong said angrily: "I will definitely inform the charcoal worker about this."

Feiqiang did not speak.

He was not willing to mention such embarrassing things in front of Mr. Zhao.

Besides, who is Mr. Zhao? You can't tell him every trivial matter, otherwise it will annoy him to death.

But what they didn't expect was that when the brawny man and the moustachioed man arrived in Shanghai, they published an advertisement in the newspaper. They not only insulted the Chinese people as the sick men of East Asia, but even named them to challenge the so-called God of War Zhao Chuanxin.

And the strong man’s name is Opiyin.

The man with the mustache is Oliver Burton, the British soul-stealing swordsman.

The original historical trajectory was that Opiyin would speak out his wild words later, and then the backbones of the Shanghai League, Chen Qimei, Nong Jinsun and others, invited Huo Yuanjia to Shanghai to compete with Opiyin.

Now, Opiyin met Li Shutong who had returned to China on the boat, and the target of his pretense became clearer - Opiyin wanted to become famous as Zhao Chuanxin.

…

Zhao Chuanxin, who was forced to do so, was currently studying the Book of Divine Consciousness that he had snatched from the puppet merchant.

Normally, you can watch the content by sticking this thing on your forehead.

But the shape of this piece of spiritual consciousness is a bit special, and it doesn't respond when placed on the forehead.

Zhao Chuanxin took a rare few days off and went home to perform "ground skills" with Rebecca Levi. After a few days of tumbling, he felt extremely bored and wanted to cause trouble again.

The more he didn't understand, the more he got more aggressive: "Xingyue, help me research..."