mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 145 You Are So Proud
His scalp was also numb, and he didn't know where to start.

Several women were shivering from the cold.

The sea breeze is very strong. Although there is no snowfall, the temperature is low.And everyone had just climbed up from the sea, and it was even colder with their bodies wet.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Take off your clothes and wring them dry. There are quilts here, wrap them up first. I'll find some dead branches to light a fire, and dry the clothes first before leaving."

As he said that, he didn't care about anything else, and there were a few bundles of bundled quilts on the ground out of thin air, all of which were French.

A bonfire was lit on the beach, making the night a little warmer.

Several women wrapped their quilts tightly to protect against the cold wind.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the canned food and warmed it up on the fire, and shared it with everyone.

Seeing that the food was a bit monotonous, he said, "I'm going to catch a fish and come back."

As he said that, he went into the water and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

These lonely and helpless women suddenly lost their interest in eating, and they all stared at the dark sea in silence.

Not long after Zhao Chuanxin came out with a cod in one hand and a fat crab in the other, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It has to be said that the Azure Phantom Armor paired with Xingyue is really invincible in the water.

After entering the water, there is no hiding place for the creatures in the sea. No matter whether it is shrimp, crab or sea fish, if you catch one, you will not be able to run away.

Take the elf carving knife to open the fish's belly, and then put it on an iron chisel and roast it on the fire.

From time to time, he sprinkled some of the condiments he blended himself, and the fragrance dissipated after a while.

The crabs were thrown directly into the fire, turning over from time to time.

After the fish was grilled, he tore it with his hands and distributed it to the girls.

"My name is Zhao Chuanxin, don't call me Engong or something, just call me Mr. Zhao."

The little girl said, "Brother, my name is Zhang Zehui, I was kidnapped."

Among these people, only this little girl seemed to be from a well-to-do family.

At the same time, he is also the most courageous.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Zehui, is your forehead shaved on purpose?"

"Yes, brother."

"It's too ugly, and it's not convenient for us to do things here in the United States. I'll cut your hair and make a hairstyle in a while. Then find a way to find some clothes for you to change. Fortunately, you don't have feet bound, the Qing court really fucked up Let women have their feet bound."

"Brother, the imperial court has always opposed footbinding. Bannermen do not allow footbinding, but Han women like footbinding. I missed the best time for footbinding, and I am afraid of pain."

What?
Zhao Chuanxin heard for the first time that the Qing court banned footbinding.

He also thought that foot binding was one of the symbols of the Qing court.

Then I felt the three views were subverted, my scalp was numb, and the tone in my heart not only did not calm down, but became more serious.

He remembered that the Wanrong at the back didn't have her feet bound, as if the concubines and queens in the palace of the Qing Dynasty didn't have their feet bound.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to talk anymore.

After eating, he said: "You guys rest first, I'll go to Chinatown and step on the spot first."

Chinatown is a noisy, dirty, crowded place.

Even though it was dark, the place was still full of people.

You can hear shouting, eating, and some weird noises.

Many people cast curious glances at Zhao Chuanxin because he was dressed too brightly.

Here, anyone who is well-dressed must be a foreigner.

At this time, a strong white man with a curvy beard turned up, with two thumbs on the elastic strap, blocked Zhao Chuanxin's way.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"go home."

"I haven't seen you."

"you are right."

The strong white man froze for a moment.

"Hey, if you are new here, you need to report to me."

Then, he took a step forward and reached out to grab Zhao Chuanxin's coat collar.

At this time, there was already a group of Chinese watching the excitement.

Zhao Chuanxin was quite annoyed.

There are so many people here and the buildings are messy, he can't do it even if he wants to hide.

Seeing the arrogant attitude of the strong white man and wanting to be rough, he directly grabbed the other's index finger and pressed it back.

"what……"

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the trick of breaking fingers is quite easy to use.

The strong man's waist twisted, and his body became half a head shorter.

Zhao Chuanxin took the opportunity to let go, put his hands on the opponent's head, raised his knee and bumped into him.

The strong white man hummed his head, his face was full of flowers, and he fell backwards.

Zhao Chuanxin's strength was quite strong, and the collision was not light.

He knelt down on the strong man's chest and handed over the revolver on his waist.

He just came to step on the spot, and he didn't know what to do next.

After thinking for a while, he took the revolver and opened the hammer, and pressed the head of the strong white man: "Who are you?"

"You bastard, you wounded me. I'm a police officer here, you idiot, you're fucked!"

Zhao Chuanxin held the gun handle upside down and hit him in the eye socket.

Immediately, the eyebrow arch burst, and blood poured out.

The onlookers were terrified!
"I ask a question, you answer a question, understand?"

The strong man was also timid, and nodded slightly.

"In Chinatown, how many police officers are there?"

"Including the sheriff, there are five people."

Awesome, with such a small number of people, there is no one in charge of tens of thousands of people.

"Where is the police station?"

"At the end of the street."

Zhao Chuanxin looked up and looked around, and asked, "Is there anyone who has a grudge against him?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they were physically and qualitatively forced to retreat wherever they looked.

After long-term oppression, these people no longer have the will to resist.

The strong man sneered and said, "Don't bother, they are as cowardly as mice."

Zhao Chuanxin is very hostile now. After hearing his provocative words again and again, he finally got impatient. He took out the elf carving knife and hit him on the forehead, and the world quieted down.

Because it was dark at this time, although the lights were brilliant, they couldn't be seen so carefully.

The elf carving knife was too sharp, and before everyone understood what was going on, Zhao Chuanxin stood up.

Looking at the strong man on the ground at this time, a red spot began to appear on his forehead, and then bleed.

Suddenly screamed.

"Murder!"

"Murder!"

Ahead, at the end of the street, the police in the police station finally sensed something was wrong and ran out with weapons.

Zhao Chuanxin mixed in the fleeing crowd and gradually approached the police station.

A few white policemen were swearing and swearing to disperse the fleeing crowd. They were dragging and pulling when suddenly the person in the front had a headache and fell down.

The sheriff at the back was an old guy, and when he saw his own person fell down, he wanted to help him up, but Tianling Gai was stabbed in with a knife.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Zhao Chuanxin fired a shuttle of bullets directly, and the bullets of Ma Pai Luzi were emptied, and all the policemen were brought down.

At this time, a group of Chinese who wore suits and hats but still had long braids dared to come.

The leader glared at Zhao Chuanxin: "You let us pour rice!"

Zhao Chuanxin occasionally sang Cantonese songs, but he couldn't understand Cantonese.

He switched to a different gun and did not let his guard down.

"I don't understand, can you speak Mandarin?"

"You're causing us trouble!"

While searching for weapons and money from the corpse, Zhao Chuanxin asked, "Who are you?"

"It's up to me! My name is Yu Wenxuan!"

Zhao Chuanxin roughly understood that the guy in front of him should be the legendary gangster in Chinatown.

"Oh, you don't care, I'll do mine."

"I heard that there will be a large group of people coming in someday, and people will die!"

"Come on, when they massacre the Chinese, can you stop them? He kills one of you, and I kill ten of them. If they kill more, they won't dare to kill."

"So proud!"

(End of this chapter)