mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 1093 Overestimating one’s own capabilities
Overseas Chinese are isolated and whenever they are bullied, the most desperate thing is that they have no one to rely on.

They wanted to use Zhao Chuanxin's name to pressure others, but people told them that Zhao Chuanxin was the husband of the King of Holland.

He wanted the new dynasty to help him, but the dynasty did nothing and Yuan Weiting ignored him.

When they were extremely disappointed, Zhao Chuanxin came.

Zhao Chuanxin appeared on the streets of Sishui, like a stone thrown into the water, with ripples expanding outwards at a speed of thirty miles per hour.

Two Indonesian patrolmen were searching a Chinese shop when a group of Chinese rushed in and told the owner: "Zhao Chuanxin is here to save us."

The Indonesian patrolman didn't understand Chinese and asked angrily, "What are you doing? Do you want to gather together to resist arrest?"

After hearing this, several Chinese people had flames in their eyes. They looked at each other and their gazes exchanged - fuck him.

Several people rushed forward, knocked the two patrolmen to the ground and beat them up.

Other patrolmen came to find Zhao Chuanxin. Zhao Chuanxin asked two Chinese to hold Stevenson down, and he walked forward with a mace. The patrolman holding the baton had no power to fight back, and was smashed to pieces in the blink of an eye.

"Lord Zhao, there are Dutch soldiers coming over there."

Many people had a look of fear on their faces.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped onto the roof slowly, set up the Maxim, and lit a cigar as usual.

Tata Tata...

Zhao Chuanxin indiscriminately fired at the Dutch soldiers and local Indonesian natives.

Zhao Chuanxin has no good feelings towards these skinny and dark monkeys in Indonesia. Even if they are not committing sins now, they will have to pay for it in other time and space.

As soon as the Dutch soldiers appeared, the Chinese were killed and their horses were thrown into chaos.

They were shocked to see Zhao Chuanxin shooting indiscriminately and Indonesian civilians falling in a pool of blood.

"This is……"

Rumor has it that Zhao Chuanxin massacred a city in Mexico.

Since it can be called a massacre, it must be indiscriminate killing.

Now it seems that the rumors are probably true.

Some people think it is inappropriate.

Some people find it very gratifying.

"I used to hear about the indiscriminate killing of innocent people, all targeting us overseas Chinese. One day, the victim became someone else. This is really... sad."

On the surface, Indonesia was colonized by the Netherlands and overseas Chinese were also under Dutch control, so both sides shared the same suffering.

But Chinese people are not only smart, but also hardworking.

Not only is he hardworking, he is also pragmatic and rarely complains.

Therefore, many Chinese who went abroad at that time came from coastal areas, especially the immigrants from Chaoshan who had business acumen and many of them became rich.

How can the native Indonesians not be jealous?

With their lazy bodies and smooth brains, can they beat the Chinese?

Obviously not.

On the contrary, because of the pressure from the Dutch, they did not dare to do anything out of line, and at most they could only take advantage of the power of others to bully others.

But history will tell what these jealous, red-eyed natives were capable of once the Dutch left.

Zhao Chuanxin wiped out a group of Dutch soldiers and killed several natives. He withdrew Maxim and jumped off the roof, grabbed a shelf from a roadside stall and stood on it.

He held a cigar in his mouth and watched the whole audience.

People are still gathering.

While waiting, someone asked, "Mr. Zhao, the Dutch director in Surabaya said you are the husband of the Dutch king. He must be lying to us, right?"

Zhao Chuanxin took off his hat and smoothed his hair to hide his embarrassment.

He said, "I am not the husband of the Dutch king."

Everyone felt relieved and many of them smiled.

But Zhao Chuanxin immediately said: "But I have a daughter with Queen Wilhelmina of the Netherlands, and she is now the crown prince."

"..."

No one spoke.

Zhao Chuanxin's expression changed: "No matter what, it cannot change the fact that I am Chinese. No matter what, if you are in trouble, I will never sit idly by."

Everyone became excited again.

My mood goes up and down like a roller coaster.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the patrolman's body lying in a pool of blood and said, "Look at them, don't you understand?"

"When you are in trouble, Zhao will do his best to save you."

"Foreigners all practice non-violent non-cooperation, and the Indonesians are even more so. Do you think they are behaving themselves now?"

"Don't say I didn't remind you, never treat Indonesians as your own people, always be wary of them."

"Don't always think that peace brings wealth and that peace can be achieved. Unity does not necessarily have to be economic, it can also be achieved through military force."

"As long as you are willing, I strongly support it."

"If you want military trainers, I'll give them. If you want weapons, I'll give you guns, artillery and ammunition."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Many Chinese people think that as long as they swallow their anger and keep quiet after going abroad, it will not hinder their getting rich.

But without strong protection, how can we protect our wealth?

When Koreans in the United States are beaten and looted by blacks, they band together and resist with guns. The black guys have special characteristics. Whenever there is a group fight, they are doomed and are beaten to a pulp by the Koreans.

Since then, no black fans dared to target the Koreans anymore.

Zhao Chuanxin is happy to see Chinese communities flourish all over the world.

He was happy to give them weapons and turn them from being passive victims of bullying into active attackers.

If any Chinese people act arrogantly outside, will Zhao Chuanxin condemn them?
But there is one thing - Chinese people don't cheat Chinese people.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Take me to prison now."

There are still more than a thousand overseas Chinese imprisoned there.

A group of people rushed towards the prison. Along the way, neither the patrol police nor the Indonesian people dared to stop them.

Everyone holds their head high and their chests held high, and everyone has a proud look on their faces.

This is what confident people are like.

Zhao Chuanxin walked, observed and thought.

A Chinese person ran back from the front and said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Mr. Zhao, there is a Dutch barracks ahead, and they don't look like they are going to let us pass."

"Haha, do you think I look like I want to discuss this with them?"

"..."

Everyone saw that Zhao Chuanxin's relationship with the Queen had no impact on him.

It’s really murderous.

A group of people came to the outside of the barracks in a mighty manner. Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand, and the Chinese behind him stopped, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

"Where's Mr. Zhao?"

"How come it disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

Tata Tata...

Chug tug tug…

There were not many soldiers in the barracks, so Zhao Chuanxin rushed to the bunker and fired without mercy.

His extraordinary arm strength allows him to hold a light machine gun with one hand and control a submachine gun with the other.

In just five minutes, the Dutch troops raised the white flag.

The local Chinese who witnessed everything were dumbfounded.

It's that simple?
The Dutch are no longer the bandits they once were. They have enjoyed peace for a long time, and their combat power is much weaker than Zhao Chuanxin's other opponents.

"I am the commander of the Dutch Army in Surabaya, Indonesia..."

Zhao Chuanxin went up and slapped him in the face.

Snapped.

"It doesn't matter who the fuck you are, it's who I am that matters."

The officer covered his face and asked aggrievedly: "Then, then who are you?"

"Zhao Chuanxin."

The officer was stunned: "One of our own..."

Zhao Chuanxin slapped him again: "Who the hell is your own man?"

Next to Zhao Chuanxin's feet was the officer's deputy, whose abdomen was shot with a bloody hole by a 5.56*45mm bullet and his right arm was almost broken.

At this time, he was lying on the ground wailing.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and shot.

thump.

The adjutant's head tilted and he died.

If you are hit by a bullet, it depends on what kind of bullet it is. When a small-caliber police bullet hits the human body, the person will feel a strong push, and then it will not hurt, but it will itch.

Many people were shot without knowing it.

Japan's Meiji 26-type revolver has this effect when hitting people. The person being hit may not even realize that he or she has been hit.

Therefore, even if Zhao Chuanxin captured it, he never used the Meiji Type 26.

It is different when a military large-caliber bullet hits the human body.

At this time, the overseas Chinese escorted Stevenson to the officer.

The officer naturally knew the local director. Just as he was about to speak, Stevenson, who had lost too much blood, was grabbed by the hair by Zhao Chuanxin and thrown against the wall.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a few long nails, took out a hammer, and pressed Stevenson's palm against the wall.

Duang.

"Forehead……"

Without a tongue, I can't make normal sounds even if I scream.

The officer's face turned pale: "Please don't do this..."

Zhao Chuanxin hit back with a hammer.

The officer's eyes were wide open, his skull was sunken, and he was swaying, as if damage to some area of ​​his brain was causing him to see hallucinations.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and used another nail to nail Stevenson's left hand to the wall.

Then the two legs.

A surrendered Dutch soldier could not help but pick up the gun at his feet and shot Zhao Chuanxin in the back when he saw the miserable state of his superior and the director.

boom.

Zhao Chuanxin twisted his waist and abdomen, and the wall paint was peeled off. The flying wall paint hit the golden bell cover and splashed ripples.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and bared his teeth: "How brave."

A figure flashed and came in front of the soldier who was firing the gun, and swung the mace at his neck.

Click.

There is a bulge on the back of He Bing's neck, which is caused by the deformation and bending of the cervical vertebrae, which props up the skin and flesh.

The bloody hole in the front of his neck, pierced by the wolf's fangs, was gushing out blood, and it was obvious that an artery had been punctured. Zhao Chuanxin casually threw out four wooden hammers.

He uses this thing to make furniture.

He pointed at Stevenson and said to the overseas Chinese: "Are there any butchers or carpenters? Come here and hammer him with a mallet until his body is hanging on the wall."

Even the overseas Chinese, even though they knew Zhao Chuanxin would not harm them, many of them still looked pale.

So damn cruel!

There are really cruel people who come forward with wooden hammers and start swinging.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the surrendered Dutch soldiers and said, "Come here, take away their guns. The rest of you, follow me to the armory to get guns."

By the time he led his men out of the armory, Stevenson had already been hung on the wall.

The men swinging the wooden hammers were sweating profusely, and the hammers were covered in blood.

Zhao Chuanxin took people to the prison.

When the prison guards saw thousands of Chinese people coming with guns, they were so scared that they threatened from behind the wall: "Stop, or we will shoot."

Zhao Chuanxin said happily under the sentry tower: "You drive."

“I really shot…”

"Are you going to shoot or not? If you don't shoot, then I will?"

"I really……"

boom.

Zhao Chuanxin fired the shot.

The 7.62 rifle bullet fired by Shui Lianzhu broke the jaw of the prison guard in the watchtower and went out from the back of his head.

The prison guard fell headfirst.

Zhao Chuanxin put away his gun, jumped up, leaped five meters, jumped onto the high wall, and threw apple mines down.

Boom, boom, boom...

A few mines were thrown over, and there were ghosts crying and wolves howling below.

He opened the prison gate and a group of Chinese rushed in.

Zhao Chuanxin told them: "Do it yourself and release your compatriots."

A group of people rushed into the prison screaming and holding guns.

Many people had not yet opened the safety cap on the rear of their guns, while some had not yet cocked the guns. They were holding their guns more for courage.

But they were outnumbered and armed with guns, so the prison guards could only avoid them and did not dare to fight back.

In a moment, more than a thousand Chinese people came out.

Many people knelt down to Zhao Chuanxin: "Thank you Mr. Zhao for saving me..."

Zhao Chuanxin picked up a chair and sat in the prison playground, looking at the huge crowd.

"The Qing Dynasty has fallen. Don't kneel all the time, or you'll get used to it."

Someone was holding a dead body and crying: "This is my brother. He was a good man and he is gone just like that..."

Zhao Chuanxin saw that there were no obvious external injuries or bruises on the body, so it was obvious that the person was not beaten to death. Perhaps he died of illness while being locked up in a dark cell.

He coughed and said, "Can he walk well? Don't cry."

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin asked, "Are all the people here?"

"Replying to Mr. Zhao, everyone has been rescued."

Zhao Chuanxin could smell the fishy smell of the sea while sitting here. He said, "I think Sishui is a good place, with convenient waterways and prosperous trade. From now on, this place will be managed by the Chinese."

Everyone looked at each other, thinking it was a joke.

If it is said to belong to the Chinese, does it mean it belongs to the Chinese?
Does the Dutch have any objection?
Does Indonesia have any objection?

On the way back, Zhao Chuanxin saw that Stevenson had been hit on the wall by a hammer.

well.

He wrote a few big words on the wall - Hybrid of man and wall!
This is what happened to him for his rude words and insults to Old Zhao's daughter!
……

Zhao Chuanxin had people clean up the Sishui Office and use it as a temporary office.

Overseas Chinese organized people to carry the bodies one by one and bury them.

In the evening, restaurant owners would deliver dinner.

Zhao Chuanxin finished his meal in no time, wiped his mouth, swept the documents on the desk aside, lay down and went to sleep.

Several overseas Chinese who were temporarily waiting for assignments in the office looked at each other in confusion.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin's mobile phone rang.

He didn't know who it was, so he picked up the phone.

"Dad, please apologize to Mom. She is very angry."

It was the childish voice of Boss Zhao.

Zhao Chuanxin was annoyed: "Your mother is angry for nothing, your father is also very angry."

Several people in the office were stunned after hearing this.

Zhao Lingjun said: "Dad, my mother said she wants to fight with you."

Apparently Wilhelmina got the message.

"Let your mother rest aside. Even if I give her one arm, she still can't beat me."

Zhao Lingjun sighed sadly: "Dad, are you and my mother going to divorce?"

"Ahem..." Zhao Chuanxin finally let out a lot of his anger when he heard Boss Zhao's voice: "Your mother and I were never married."

"Ah?" Zhao Lingjun was confused: "Then how did I get out? Did I jump out of the stone like Sun Wukong? I told you, I must not be a mortal."

It is too early to conduct sex education at this time.

Zhao Chuanxin said nonchalantly, "It was a dark night, and suddenly a big star fell into the swamp. Others said that a great ghost had descended, and they were all afraid to go forward. But I, your father, am a very brave man, so I went there alone. I saw a baby girl lying on the ground, and a woman stood next to her. It was your mother. We thought to ourselves, this is our child."

"Ah?" Zhao Lingjun was stunned: "Is this how I came to Earth?"

Zhao Chuanxin chatted for a while and then hung up the phone.

Seeing that some overseas Chinese had not left yet, she said, "Don't say I didn't warn you. I never sleep in the same room with men."

"..."

A young man named Chen Diqiang was just rescued from prison today. He asked Zhao Chuanxin shamelessly, "Mr. Zhao, was the thing you just used to talk a phone? I have never seen such a phone before. Why is there no connection?"

Young people always admire the strong.

Even if it is a big mobile phone, there is serious sound leakage.

They heard every word of the conversation between Zhao Chuanxin and Boss Zhao.

Everyone thinks that Zhao Chuanxin is cruel when killing people, but very humorous in private.

"Yes, it's a phone call."

"Mr. Zhao, the person you are talking to is your daughter with the Queen of the Netherlands?"

"Correct."

Chen Diqiang was very curious: "Mr. Zhao, your daughter is really a star falling to the ground?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked incredulous: "Damn it, did you leave your brain in prison? The prison gate was not closed when I left today, why don't you go back and get it?"

"..."

Everyone laughed.

Chen Diqiang also laughed and said, "Mr. Zhao, there are Catholics on the street who say you are a devil from hell."

Zhao Chuanxin sat up from the table and fanned himself with his hat: "This damn place is too hot. Can someone bring the devil a glass of cold water?"

The conversation started and Zhao Chuanxin and Chen Diqiang started chatting about family matters.

The more we talked, the more relaxed we felt, and everyone gradually became bolder.

They dared to ask: "Mr. Zhao, will the new dynasty be good?"

Zhao Chuanxin sat on the table, smoking a cigarette and swinging his legs: "How should I know? It has only been here for a short time, and I am not familiar with it."

"..."

At this point, Chen Diqiang let go of his courage and asked, "Mr. Zhao, you killed so many people, do you have nightmares at night?"

"Yes." Zhao Chuanxin's face was full of memories: "I remember one night, I dreamed of a group of evil spirits. They looked very familiar, and I knew I killed them. They were surrounding an altar, and on the altar were gold, silver and jewelry, which was a lot of money. Suddenly... they snatched the gold, silver and jewelry and fled! Ah, what a terrible nightmare, I didn't get a penny!"

"..."

……

In The Hague, Wilhelmina returns home after a meeting with Dutch Prime Minister Jan Simskerk and other dignitaries.

She saw Zhao Lingjun sitting at the windowsill looking at the night sky.

"Juliana, what are you doing?"

Zhao Lingjun turned around and grinned: "I'll wait for the big star to fall to the ground, and then I might be able to pick up the child and find my husband if I run over."

"?"

Wilhelmina said angrily: "Go to bed quickly and don't make trouble. I will be very busy in the next few days and have no time to take care of you. You have to be obedient."

"Are you still mad at my dad?"

Wilhelmina sat next to Zhao Lingjun and gritted her teeth: "He went too far this time."

Zhao Lingjun patted Wilhelmina's shoulder like a little adult: "Mom, believe me, I understand, this is terrible. But you can't be angry about it."

Wilhelmina felt relieved that at least her daughter was on her side.

She asked curiously, "Why can't I get angry about this?"

Zhao Lingjun bared his teeth: "Based on my understanding of my father, if you are angry today, you may not be able to bear it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"..."

……

There is no better father than a daughter.

The next day, the Dutch sent someone to contact Zhao Chuanxin to discuss how to resolve the bloody incident.

The Governor-General of the Dutch East Indies, Alexander Idenburg, sent the Governor of Bangkalan, Jacob Capellen, to Surabaya.

"Mr. Zhao, you have to understand that the Netherlands is not a backward country like Mexico."

"Oh?" Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter, have you, the Netherlands, become a powerful country now?"

"..." Jacob Capellen was choked to death: "Even if we are not a powerful country, at least we have not bowed our heads easily."

"Yes, Japan, Tsarist Russia, Germany, and the United States all said the same thing before."

"..."

I blanch.

Jacob Capellen was so angry that he lost his temper.

He thought for a moment and said firmly, "Mr. Zhao, you have to understand that Indonesia is an important link in the maritime supply line of all countries, and it is now controlled by us, the Netherlands. Do you understand what I am saying?"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "I understand. If that's the case, I'll be in charge of this place from now on."

"I..." Jacob Capellen was shocked: "That's not what I meant..."

Tsarist Russia, Germany, the United States and Japan were all wary of Zhao Chuanxin, and it was somewhat presumptuous of them to act in front of him.

(End of this chapter)