mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 252

Under normal circumstances, Zhao Chuanxin shook the old god's chamber pot with his arm.

This time, he pointed the waiter while holding the chamber pot, but he used his wrist strength.

A total of three clicks!
Then, the chamber pot of the old gods gave off a strong stench.

Very smelly.

The stench emanating from the spout, similar to the atomizing spout of a watering can, spreads forward in a fan shape.

There is no wind in the hotel, but the stench can spread forward.

Although Zhao Chuanxin also smelled the smell, but he was behind, and the stench was not so strong.

But the waiters suffered.

In an instant, the waiter bent over and vomited. He might have just finished dinner. His mouth was a real watering can, and he sprayed all over the floor.

Zhao Chuanxin had sharp eyes and quick hands, and retreated instantly.

Jin Wuzhi couldn't withdraw in time, looked at the dirty trouser legs and shoe uppers that were sprayed, and then vomited with a "wow".

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the old god's chamber pot in his hand in bewilderment, and he tentatively tilted the spout.

It only tilted a little, but there was a finger-thin stream flowing out of the spout of the old god's chamber pot.

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly straightened the spout, and took a step back at the same time.

The liquid was amber in color, thicker than water, but not as sticky as honey.

The liquid spread on the ground and the smell came out. Zhao Chuanxin retched and retreated quickly.

He took out clear water and poured it on the towel, covered his mouth and nose, and stared at the old god's chamber pot in horror.

Could it be that there is a fucking god in it?

Why is it so stinky?

He thought about his previous actions, holding the old god's chamber pot, exerting force with his wrist like using a carving knife when carving, and tapped three times in advance.

Strangely, when he did this, no liquid came out.

And, after ordering, no more liquid can be poured out.

The stench from the spout was also sealed and no longer escaped.

Zhao Chuanxin roughly understood it, and tapped his wrist three times forward, which was the signal to open and close the spout.

But it doesn't matter what he said, someone in Restaurant No. [-] started yelling, complaining that the big hotel forced "Guan Xiang", otherwise how could it be so stinky?
"Call the hotel manager over, I need an explanation, vomit..."

"Is this the hotel's hut that was bombed? Ugh..."

"Run away, vomit..."

This smell is far from comparable to feces.

If you have to describe it, the enhanced version of canned herring is poor.

Zhao Chuanxin felt that it was even more disgusting than the enhanced version of canned herring, and it had reached the level of a "biochemical weapon".

Finally, someone couldn't take it anymore, and fled outwards with spray from the corner of his mouth.

Someone took the lead, and the rest were not to be outdone, and the looters ran towards the restaurant's gate.

There are quite a lot of people in this restaurant, and there are high-level participants from Japan and South Korea.If you pushed and shoved, it was inevitable that some people would fall to the ground, and a stampede happened immediately.

Zhao Chuanxin wanted to run at first, but seeing Jin Wuzhi bending over and vomiting, he put away the old god's chamber pot, ran to help him up, and hid aside first.

Because the big team in the restaurant has rushed out.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a new towel from the secret realm, dipped it in water and handed it to Jin Wuzhi.

Jin Wuzhi quickly covered his nose.

No matter how smoky the stench in the chamber pot of the old gods is, it still obeys the laws of physics, and those odor molecules can be blocked by water.

Zhao Chuanxin looked cheerfully at several high-level officials from Japan and South Korea, who were constantly trampled by the fleeing crowd, their faces were painful, and filth was still coming out of their mouths and noses.

There was a person who didn't come up in one breath, rolled his eyes, and didn't know whether he was trampled to death or passed out.

Zhao Chuanxin did not notice that there were three people in the crowd, and when they saw him, they either showed horror or surprise.

The ones who were afraid were of course Saito Kijiro and Shinoda Harasaku, both of whom were punished by Zhao Chuanxin.

Especially Zhice Xiaotian was slapped by Zhao Chuanxin by his collar.

What a shame!
Naoko Yuka was surprised, but Zhao Chuanxin had already arrived in Seoul.

She really wanted to come and tell Zhao Chuanxin the latest information, but she couldn't take care of it at this time, and she couldn't go to Zhao Chuanxin in front of so many people.

They could only follow Shinoda Jisaku to evacuate the scene first.

Originally, Zhao Chuanxin was very happy to watch the excitement, but suddenly saw a beautiful oriental woman in western clothes, and his eyes lit up.

This woman has a clear and elegant face. In the age of not using knives, this face is quite capable, and it can be said that she is glamorous.

In addition, the most attractive thing is her temperament.

It was a sense of giving, mixed with compassion and love, generosity and generosity.

The compassion of the Buddha and the Virgin are different.

The Buddha is a bystander of cause and effect, even if he saves all sentient beings, he must stay out of it.That kind of compassion and generosity - the world kisses me painfully, and I would like to repay it with a song.

Our Lady is mercy embodied—if love is destined to be unequal, then I am willing to love more.

It was a feeling of giving.

The moment he saw this woman, Zhao Chuanxin felt that he saw Isabel Adjani in the East.

Even when everyone fled from Restaurant No. [-], they would subconsciously avoid this woman.

However, she tripped over the fallen Japanese.

Say it's too late, then it's fast,

Zhao Chuanxin strode forward and grabbed the woman in his arms with one arm.

He covered his mouth and nose, and tried the feel of the other hand. He could see the hidden smile from his brows and eyes, and said softly, "Sister's waist is really a knife that kills people without blood!"

He guessed that this woman must be Japanese.

So it's Chinese.

Unexpectedly, the other party is proficient in Chinese, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Then: "Ugh..."

Fortunately, I didn't spit it out.

Zhao Chuanxin took a look and put his own towel on the woman's mouth and nose "intimately".

The woman's eyes widened.

Does this... count as a disguised kiss?

Those who ran away couldn't help being surprised to see Zhao Chuanxin copying the princess of Liben Palace with one hand.

Princess Lihongong is famous for her excellent temperament, which makes people want to worship one or two.

But this man not only hugged her, but also used his own towel to cover Princess Libengong's mouth.

They don't know how to describe their feelings. According to the words of later generations, the goddess has been defiled.

But Zhao Chuanxin didn't care whether she was a goddess or not, and his hands dishonestly rubbed back and forth between Nabeshima Itoko's waist and buttocks.

Nabeshima Itoko's face turned red.

She began to struggle.

Then, Zhao Chuanxin locked her tightly with a little force on his arm.

It is Zhao Chuanxin's fault that there is one less bachelor in Japan.

One less widow in Japan is due to Zhao Chuanxin's dereliction of duty.

He held his breath and looked down at her with a smile.

Naoko Yuka, who was in the distance, looked back before going downstairs.

Then he also widened his eyes.

The Princess Libengong who others only dare to look at from a distance and dare not play with her, is really nothing to Mr. Zhao.

What is obscene play, dare to go too far.

Finally, Nabeshima Itoko removed the towel from her mouth and said angrily, "Let go, do you know what you are doing?"

Zhao Chuanxin held his breath, and he was at his limit at the moment. Seeing that she had removed the towel, he took it and blocked his nose.

And Nabeshima Itoko didn't have a towel, and it was inevitable to inhale the stench while talking: "Ugh..."

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly covered her again.

Nabeshima Itoko: "..."

Jin Wuzhi watched sourly from the side: Did you play well?
This woman is more beautiful and more goddess than the one I saw earlier.

Anyway, Zhao Chuanxin just didn't let go, and his hands kept wandering.

After a while, Zhao Chuanxin brought the towel over again, and then sent it back...

Seeing that everyone was almost running away, the waiter was also on the ground, buried in his own vomit in pain.

Zhao Chuanxin straightened Nabeshima Itoko, and said with a smile, "Sister, it's all right, you're safe."

Nabeshima Ito Zixin said: Why do I feel that I am in a bigger crisis?
"Dengtuzi, you still don't let go?"

Hearing what she said, Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the towel.

By the way, let go of your hands.

It's almost as good as touching it.

That waist, slender without a trace of fat, but extremely soft, is really the best in the world.

Nabeshima Itoko just breathed a sigh of relief, and then found that she couldn't hold her breath anymore.

Just breathing: "vomit..."

Busy and hold your breath.

Zhao Chuanxin just looked at her with a smile.

Nabeshima Itoko's chest rose and fell, and he stepped forward to grab Zhao Chuanxin's towel.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and raised the towel high.

Nabeshima Yitozi was not tall, so he reached out to reach out in a hurry, so it was inevitable that he would stick to Zhao Chuanxin.

On the other side, Li Hongong's guard left and returned.

Because he realized that while running, his princess was lost.

Is this still available?

Although he is a prince, he still treats his wife like a treasure.

Baby's amazing.

But when he went up the stairs holding his breath, his face was already flushed, and he looked towards the dining room.

Then his eyes widened.

He saw that his beloved princess was sticking to a tall and handsome man.

His eyes went dark, and he almost passed out.

He opened his mouth and just wanted to shout, but: "Ugh..."

At this time, someone also went up the stairs, came behind Li Bengong Shouzheng, and pulled him back: "Your Highness, don't go there, the person over there is Zhao Chuanxin."

The person who came was Saito Kijiro.

When he saw Zhao Chuanxin, he knew that things were going to be bad.

This person is a disaster, wherever he goes, he brings disaster.

With him around, nothing good will happen.

Moreover, Zhao Chuanxin is in South Korea this time, and he is going to settle the old and new accounts together.After all, this is now the world of their Great Japanese Empire.

But after going downstairs, Ito Hirobumi looked around and asked, "Where did King Nishongomiya Shouzheng go?"

Only then did everyone realize that Mamoru Rika hadn't followed.

Everyone was shocked, recalling that after the stampede incident, someone was trampled on countless feet and fell to the ground, dead or alive.

At that time, the scene was too chaotic, and no one paid attention to who the person was stepped on. Now that I think about it, I can't help but turn pale with horror.

The person who fell to the ground couldn't be Li Hongong Shouzheng King, right?
Kijiro Saito, who was born as a soldier, stood up without hesitation: "I'll go up and have a look."

So there is the current scene.

Mamoru Rikamoto was hearing Saito Kijiro say that the man was Zhao Chuanxin, he took a breath and hurriedly asked, "Who is Zhao Chuanxin?"

Saito Kijiro said: "Zhao Chuanxin is called by the Americans as an outlaw from the Far East, and the Russians also fear him. The Empress Dowager Cixi of the Qing court is at odds with him. At the same time, he is also the number one enemy of our Japanese Empire's raid on the Jiandao area."

This string of names made Mamoru Rika's hair stand on end.

Since she was so vicious, wouldn't her own concubine fall into the jaws of a tiger?

He became even more anxious and wanted to rush over.

How could Kijiro Saito let him rush over like this?
Hugging him quickly, he persuaded: "Your Highness, don't be impulsive, this thief kills without blinking an eye, you will die if you go."

"However, this king's concubine..."

Saito Kijiro interrupted him: "Don't worry, I have already sent someone to mobilize the troops, and I will let him release them in a while."

Before the brigade arrived, several gendarmes had already rushed upstairs, watching Saito Kijiro at the stairs with live ammunition, waiting for his next order.

Saito Kijiro felt relieved when he saw the helper arrived.

He pulled Rikamoto Shouzheng behind him, and shouted inside: "Zhao Chuanxin, I am Saito Kijiro. You release the princess quickly, or you will die without a place to die today."

Originally, Saito Kijiro wanted to secretly surround Zhao Chuanxin, and then gang up on him.

Now, he had to show one or two in front of Mamoru Narimoto.

Therefore, he was willing to reveal his identity.

Zhao Chuanxin was still molesting the princess, and was taken aback when he heard Saito Kijiro's voice.

my cao...

A great joy in life—meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

The second joy in life - molesting the princess.

So, he stopped teasing Nabeshima Itoko and gave her the towel.

Nabeshima Itoko blushed from holding her breath, and hurriedly took a few breaths.

Zhao Chuanxin hugged her and shouted over there: "Hehe, Saito-kun, long time no see, I don't know if my face still hurts?"

After finishing speaking, he snatched Wang Hao's towel and took a few breaths before returning it to her.

Nabeshima Itoko: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin whispered to Jin Wuzhi: "Run back to the room and pretend not to know me. If something happens, remember the restaurant where we ate out? You put the letter there, and I will pick it up later. Can you survive?" , It depends on your good fortune."

Jin Wuzhi's brain was buzzing.

Zhao Chuanxin was exposed, and what's worse, the woman Zhao Chuanxin hugged turned out to be a Japanese princess?
Where did he dare to be reserved, he turned around and immediately ran away, leaving this place of right and wrong.

After all, not everyone has the courage of Zhao Chuanxin.He felt that there was no shame in running away at this time!

Over there, Kijiro Saito heard the words of Zhao Chuanxin, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

This is a great humiliation in life, but Zhao Chuanxin repeatedly brought up the slap in the face.

"Zhao Chuanxin, don't toast or eat fine wine. I advise you to raise your hands and surrender. The outside is already surrounded by soldiers of our Great Japanese Empire."

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "Zhao has been surrounded by dogs and has never been injured."

This time, Li Bengong stood up and shouted: "Zhao Chuanxin, Mr. Zhao, I can give you whatever you want, and I will give you money. I just ask you to let my princess go."

This guy can even speak Chinese.

Not fluent though.

As soon as he finished speaking, Kijiro Saito's face changed drastically: "Your Highness, you are so confused!"

Li Bengong stomped his feet: "I don't care, I just want to return to the princess."

Kijiro Saito scolded the pig's brain secretly, but he had to explain patiently: "The more solemn you are, the more Thief Zhao will hold us tight."

Li Hongong Shouzheng is not a fool, he just cares about chaos.

Hearing this, his face collapsed.

Words spoken are like flooded water, and it is difficult to take them back.

Hearing Narumoto Mamoru's voice, Nabeshima Itoko looked a little anxious.

She struggled again, but the hard arm didn't move at all.

She had to remove the towel, struggled and said, "Please let me go, no matter what disputes you have with them, it's none of my business."

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the towel and took a breath, bowed his head and smiled and said, "This sister of the Holy Mother, please respect yourself and don't wriggle around in my arms."

Nabeshima Itoko had never been molested like this before, she was really ashamed and angry.

Then Zhao Chuanxin shouted again: "Haha, Mr. Saito, you can also want your princess. Take money in exchange. Didn't the prince say that he is willing to exchange anything."

Mamoru Limoto listened and nodded straight: "Enen, Saito, I am willing to exchange money for the princess."

Saito Kijiro was furious, and finally disregarded his identity, and yelled in a low voice: "Your Highness, stop talking. I will take care of everything."

Mamoru Rika, who had no master, was stunned for a moment.

Normally, he would have lost his temper.

But at this moment, he dared not say anything.

If you want to regain the princess, you have to rely on Saito Kijiro.

His face was full of bitterness: "Then, please."

Saito Kijiro resisted the feeling of nausea and shouted, "Zhao Chuanxin, how much do you want?"

The current situation is completely improvised.

But there are rare goods to live in, Zhao Chuanxin looked down at the beautiful Nabeshima Itoko, and said, "Not much, not much, three or four carts of gold and silver first."

Rikamoto Mamoru listened, and his hands and feet started to go numb.

Three or four carts of gold and silver, if exchanged for military expenses, would be enough to support a large-scale war.

Saito Kijiro roared: "Zhao Chuanxin, report a reliable number. You know that three or four carts of gold and silver are unrealistic."

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes: "Then come two boxes first, let me have fun."

Therefore, Saito Kijiro looked at Nashimoto Palace Shouzheng: "Your Highness, although there are a lot of money in the two boxes, we will surround this place, and even Zhao Chuanxin can't take away the gold and silver. Look..."

Li Ben Gongshouzheng gritted his teeth: "Forget it, I just go to raise funds."

With that said, he hurried downstairs.

Saito Kijiro said: "Zhao Chuanxin, His Highness has already gone to collect money. Don't act rashly."

Zhao Chuanxin yawned: "Okay, then I'll go back to my room first. Don't act rashly, after all, I have a princess in my hand. If you attack by force, don't blame Zhao for destroying flowers!"

Even as an opponent, Kijiro Saito couldn't help but admire Zhao Chuanxin's courage.

It's this time, and he dared to go back to the room, wouldn't he be afraid to catch him in the urn?
First of all, Zhao Chuanxin is definitely not afraid.

Whenever he stayed in a place full of dangers, Zhao Chuanxin would choose an area with a large number of buildings.

Wanting to escape in this kind of terrain is difficult for others, but it is easy for him.

Secondly, the taste here was really unacceptable, and he didn't want to stay any longer.

So, he wrapped his arms around Nabeshima Itoko's waist, and with a little force, he lifted her up, first entered the restaurant, and casually rolled up some food in his hand.

Then strode upstairs.

Back in his room, he threw Nabeshima Itoko on the bed, took tables, chairs, benches and wardrobes, and moved them to the door to block them.

Nabeshima Itoko looked at him with horror in her eyes.

"Mr. Zhao, I am the daughter of the marquis and the wife of the prince. If you let me go, I will beg them not to embarrass you, and I will reward you generously. They will listen to me."

Not charming, nor condescending, Nabeshima Itoko is more like a kind-hearted big sister, patiently persuading a lost lamb.

Needless to say, it is quite convincing.

However, Captain Zhao has always been hard-hearted, and immediately refused: "Impossible, absolutely impossible to let you go."

(End of this chapter)