mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 185 The Legendary Old Man
"There is no two miles, it should look like eight or nine hundred meters!"

Zhao Chuanxin calmly began to wipe the gun.

Large caliber sniper rifles require proper maintenance.After wiping off the gunpowder residue, Zhao Chuanxin oiled the gun again.

Hong Kong Island is in the south, except for the coldest time in winter, it is humid all year round.

It won't work without oiling.

After putting away the gun, Zhao Chuanxin got up: "Let's retreat and see if they dare to do it tomorrow."

Li Zhitao looked at the chaotic police force in the distance, and his eyelids twitched.

In the past, he wanted to set up Zhongshengtang as a gangster, claiming to be a man in the world, but when he met Zhao Chuanxin, he realized what real lawlessness is!
That's the British police, if you say kill it, kill it!
Others are afraid of ghosts, but Zhao Sheng only picks ghosts!
And this is like the sharpshooter method. He expected that if Zhao Sheng wanted to unify the entire Hong Kong Island, he only needed to kill all the incense masters and even the Second Route Marshal from a distance. He might be able to complete the integration in less than a month.

How mighty!

Awesome!
These few people can't read a lot of big characters, and they don't have the financial conditions to read newspapers.Otherwise, if you know what Zhao Chuanxin has done in the United States, you will not be surprised.

Don't be six in basic exercises.

Zhao Chuanxin also built a small wooden boat to experience the feeling of living in a houseboat.

He once went to the well-developed Hong Kong Island, which also had houseboats.

But that kind of houseboat has become a check-in place for Internet celebrities, and a place for celebrities to collect money to take pictures. It is beautiful, well-equipped, and valuable.

On the first floor are well-furnished rooms and toilets.The restaurant, kitchen and living room on the second floor can sing K in it.The third floor is the bar and terrace. Wearing a midriff-length dress or a bikini to enjoy the sea breeze, and holding a red wine glass to pretend to take a photo of the sunset, posting it on Moments will make people envious for a long time.

As for the current boat house, it is a place where you can lie down and have a rest.

Just make do with living.

Six people were crowded in the small boat house, and it was difficult to even turn around.

Zhao Chuanxin felt disgusted with this small boat after the initial novelty.

"Fat Qiang, why don't you go wash your feet quickly, your feet can suffocate people to death!"

"Sheng Zhao, it's not me! It's Toad!"

"Fat Qiang, shut up!"

Li Zhitao, who was fiddling with the Webley revolver fondly, said, "Rinse your feet, Zhao Sheng loves to clean them."

Zhao Chuanxin also went to the bow, looking down at the muddy sea water, the smell hit his forehead.

The people in the nearby boat house poured their excrement into the sea.

This is because the previous windstorm destroyed many boat houses, otherwise the place would be densely packed with boats, and every household would be dumped into the sea, and the stench would be suffocating.

He secretly said: Persevere for another two days, and leave immediately after solving it!

Hong Kong Island is different from other places.

Instead, Zhao Chuanxin lived anywhere else.

But on Hong Kong Island, every inch of land is expensive, and many people have 1 square meter of living space.The building is airtight, where is there any extra room for accommodation?

The bustling Central District is the focus of the police at this time, and they can't go there to stay in hotels.

Zhao Chuanxin really had to make do in the houseboat.

Wash with this water?
Think about it or forget it.

Sitting on the bow of the boat and smoking a cigarette, Zhao Chuanxin threw the cigarette butt into the sea.

get up,

He shouted inside: "You guys stay here, I'll go out for a walk."

He didn't want to come back until the smell dissipated.

"Zhao Shengyou be careful, the ghosts outside are chasing you."

Li Zhitao and others are already used to this living environment.

In fact, the houseboat they were in was right under the eyes of the police.

It's just that there are many people here, and it's on the sea, so it's not easy to be noticed.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped ashore.

It is located next to the Central Pier. Later generations set up a fishing area here, and the diagonally opposite bank is Victoria Harbour.

Now it's the houseboat world.

Not far away, we arrived at Causeway Bay.

Here, Zhao Chuanxin has to be careful.

Originally, I planned to go around for a while, but I would go back after Li Zhitao and the others finished washing and the smell of stinky feet was gone.

But I heard passers-by commenting: "Today's race at the racecourse is so exciting, the No. 8 horse 'Mi Shan', I like Qu very much!"

"Keep to the north (in Hokkien dialect), you stupid horse, I lost so badly last time! It's not as good as No. 11 Qingling, I think No. 11 will win!"

Racecourse?
Zhao Chuanxin remembered that people in Hong Kong Island like to bet on horses, and he always liked to join in the fun, so he was going to walk over with the two of them to have a look.

Since the middle of the last century, Hong Kong Island has been hosting horse racing events, filling up the Wong Nai Chung swamp in Wan Chai, which is now the racetrack.

In 1884, the Hong Kong Island Jockey Club was established, and horse racing activities became popular and held regularly.

People on Hong Kong Island like to gamble, so there is no shortage of gambling in horse racing.

Gambling is the most exciting and even irrational activity.

Zhao Chuanxin never touches this thing. At most, his relatives get together to play a few games of planing and fighting the landlord during the holidays. He doesn't even play mahjong.

However, when he got outside the racetrack, Zhao Chuanxin found that many Chinese were watching outside.

He patted a person on the shoulder: "Dude, why don't you go in?"

There are temporary stands inside, and all the people sitting inside are foreigners.

"Fighting the street! Don't you know that we are not allowed to watch the horse racing on the same stage as the ghost."

Damn, what a disappointment.

Zhao Chuanxin discovered that in Hong Kong Island, everything is divided into ranks and ranks, and the status of the Chinese here is as humble as that of ants.

You can't even watch a horse race on the same stage as foreigners.

Look at the Chinese people standing on a big stone drum and looking inside with great interest, and look at the foreigners inside who are waiting for the game to start.

Zhao Chuanxin was a little discouraged.

He is so hot about shaving his head.

I am anxious to change the status quo, but others seem to have adapted to the hierarchical concept forcibly instilled by the great powers.

He pushed and shoved the crowd, there was no enemy in front of them, they were all pushed away by him vigorously.

"Hanging mother, what are you squeezing?"

"Shit you!"

"Top you a lung!"

Zhao Chuanxin was overwhelmed, and there was a lot of scolding.

He didn't blush and his heart didn't beat: "Hey, whether you have any quality, you almost squeezed out lunch.

And you, you're such an adult, you can't even stand still!
Old lady, it's dangerous here.Let me help you, be obedient, step back a little..."

Pushing back and forth, everyone watched as the tall young man squeezed to the front abruptly.

On the other hand, the crowd was staggering, it was horrible.

But everyone was only verbally seeking compensation, and no one dared to fight Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin took a long breath: "Fortunately, I have a strong body, otherwise I wouldn't let you be squeezed to death. People these days just don't know how to be humble!"

An old man next to him was stunned: "Young boy, I haven't seen anyone thicker than you in several years."

"I said when did your old man become blind? As everyone knows, I have the thinnest skin!"

"Ha ha!"

The old man ignored him no more.

It's better to come early than to come by coincidence. Anyway, Zhao Chuanxin snatched the early position.

The horse race is just about to begin.

A horse was led out by the knight.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the devil's crystal glasses and put them on, and immediately saw No. 8 "Mishan" clearly.

I heard from passers-by that they were optimistic about this horse, but even if Zhao Chuanxin didn't know much about horse racing, he could tell that this horse was too bulky for a horse race.

Does it look like a heavy draft horse?
In fact, Mongolian horses were often seen in the horse races at the earliest racecourse on Hong Kong Island.

That is to say, in recent years, the influence of the event has gradually expanded, and many western horses have been introduced.

Even so, there are all kinds of horses in current horse racing activities.

Anyone who thinks they can do it and look good will dare to go on the field and give it a go.

Zhao Chuanxin even saw the Don horse.

The most good horse in Lugang town is the Don horse, which is the first target of the insurance team.

As a war horse, the Don horse is undoubtedly one of the best.

As Zhao Chuanxin grew taller and gained weight, it would be difficult for ordinary horses to carry him.

For example, when he was in Japan, he wanted to get a horse to ride on, but it felt like riding a dog, so he gave up.

The shoulder height of a Japanese horse is only about 1.3 meters...

The game started.

The old man next to Zhao Chuanxin was arguing with him just now, but now he couldn't help but say, "No. 11 knight has superb riding skills, I think he will win."

Older people are like this, they talk closely.

And Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes and spoke nonsense, trying to tear down the stage: "Really? I am optimistic about No. 8 Mishan, and No. 8 is the best. Applause for No. 8!"

The old man exploded when he heard it: "Stupid! The rice mountain is used to plow the fields, maybe it can win the first place!"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously, and said cheerfully: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Look at Mi Shan, his shoulder height is probably 1.7 meters. Looking at his muscular appearance, he looks like a champion!"

Let you scold me for being thick-skinned just now, and make you have a cerebral hemorrhage!

The old man was really angry, it was a kind of anger after his cognitive dignity was trampled on.

"Idiot! Only a horse with thin bones and bulging muscles can run. Do you know that? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

"You are old enough to understand that a horse must be big, strong, stable, gentle and easy to control, in order to win the championship."

"Dead wood cannot be carved!"

"Old stubborn!"

The two of them said something to each other, you come and go, and they are fighting each other, and everyone else is dumbfounded.

Good guy, the horses haven't raced yet, the old and the young have to decide the winner first?

Fortunately, when the gun was fired, all the horses rushed out.

The game begins!

Because there are many types of horses, there are no standards such as weight in later generations.As soon as they started running, the gap widened significantly.

Sure enough, No. 11 was the best!
However, No. 8, which Zhao Chuanxin and the old man were not optimistic about, even though he couldn't run past No. 11, it only fell to No.2.

The onlookers outside were yelling, whistling and cursing.

Those who win money rejoice, and those who lose money curse.

Zhao Chuanxin also looked very happy.

It's like watching a football game. Even if you are not interested, you will be moved by the emotions of the scene after being on the scene.

The old man was triumphant: "How? No. 11 will definitely win."

Zhao Chuanxin showed surprise on his face: "You are old, and you are too competitive, aren't you? Mature, please?"

The old man was so out of breath that he vomited blood.

You reason with him, and he plays hooligans with you.You play hooligans with him, he says you are immature.

Half of my body is buried in the ground, you say I am immature?
I let you tell me everything.

So he turned his head angrily.

Zhao Chuanxin was cheerful and concentrated on watching the game.

Good guy, Mi Shan fell from No.2 to No.[-] at this time.

Then the fourth, fifth, sixth...

It was surpassed by one horse, and finally, it ranked No.12!
The problem is, twelve is the lowest ranking.

After crossing the finish line, the No. 11 horse went to bite Mishan so fucking badly.

From Zhao Chuanxin's point of view, Mi Shan was so big that he was going to fight back, but the cowardly one hid aside in desperation.

The old man laughed when he saw it: "A horse is just like a human being. It doesn't matter if it's big or it's powerful and courageous!"

Who is the meaning?

Zhao Chuanxin seemed to point out something: "A horse meets a foreign horse and is bullied. Some people meet a foreigner, but they want to make the foreigner look good. Others are willing to be slaves, and they are proud of it!"

The old man looked him up and down: "Xiaosheng, do you think this old man is the kind of person who will be a slave to ghosts?"

"Ah?" Zhao Chuanxin said innocently: "You old man, don't talk nonsense. How can a handsome person like me have bad intentions?"

The old man stroked his gray goatee: "Do you know about the ghost bread poisoning incident decades ago?"

Now, Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

"do not know."

He has a very one-sided understanding of history, and basically can't remember the details.

"Once upon a time, ghosts were very arrogant and domineering.

Later, there were continuous Chinese resistance to British rule, the most famous being selling poisonous bread to ghosts.

As a result, the ghosts panicked, and they had to win over the Chinese to manage the Chinese.

Hong Kong Island is what it is today because of those people who fought for it back then.

You can't take it anymore, the Chinese were even worse back then than they are now! "

Zhao Chuanxin was silent for a while: "Your old man is the one who sells poisonous bread to foreigners, right?"

"That's right! I was working as a white paper fan in Hehetu at the time, and I planned this incident. At that time, the movement was very sensational, and the ghosts were afraid, and they didn't dare to arrest me! There are tens of thousands of gangsters behind me. Stand up two!"

"Brilliant!
Disrespect disrespectful!

I take back my words, and I still have to learn a lot from you! "

You see, Zhao Chuanxin is just a good young man who knows his mistakes and corrects them.

It turns out that other than him in this era, there are still people who use this kind of tough method to deal with ghosts!
After learning about the legendary history of the old man, I immediately apologized.

The old man smiled complacently: "Young boy, you have a northern accent, where is your hometown?"

"My hometown, it's outside the pass."

"Outside the customs? That's not close! People are fleeing outside the customs, why did you come to Hong Kong Island? Outside the customs is also a good place."

"The child has no mother. It's a long story. But it's mainly for business."

Hearing about doing business, the old man nodded and made a point: "When doing business on Hong Kong Island, every aspect must be taken care of.

The constraints of the ghosts, it is not easy to take care of all the halls, send people to eat and get cards.

Today's Hong Kong Island is different from what it used to be. Our own people also harm our own people.

The old man knows some people in the hall, all of whom split from Hetu back then, and if necessary, I can help you match up. "

People like to chatter when they are old. When Zhao Chuanxin didn't speak up, the old man said a few more words.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take over.

He didn't have the time or the patience to dawdle slowly, and that wasn't Lugang Town's way of doing things.

It's over if you don't obey me.

He pointed to the racehorses that had finished a race: "Do you always know where these horses are going to be sent?"

In fact, he is optimistic about No. 11, which is good to take back as a stallion.

"If it's too late today, I'll stop at the racetrack for one night, and tomorrow I'll go back to my home, Sha Tsui, Sai Kung, Lantau, wherever. Most of them are transported to the nearest Victoria Peak."

　It's not moving anymore, it's all bursting out
　　
　
(End of this chapter)