mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 345 Chief Security Officer

This prayer was taught by Zhao Chuanxin.

Benjamin Goldberg's family, like Wilhelmina, are Christians.

But Zhao Chuanxin is not.

Zhao Chuanxin told Benjamin Goldberg that their sect formed a branch of their own, called the Sect of the Chamber Pot.

Wilhelmina opened her mouth, about to speak.

Zhao Chuanxin has already let go of her hand: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and eat."

With that said, he started to move his chopsticks.

Wilhelmina could only pray again in a low voice in her heart.

and condemned her lord.

Zhao Chuanxin respected their western meal sharing system, and evenly distributed all kinds of dishes on the plate to each person's plate.

Marcus Nkrumah said in a low voice, "Master, I don't have enough food."

"If you don't eat enough, you can bear it and lose weight."

"..."

Stir-fried dishes in a big pot are not tasty, so Zhao Chuanxin deliberately controlled the amount.

There are many people in the manor, but there are also many cooks. Under Miao Cuihua's command, two people fry a certain dish at the same time.

Of course, Marcus Nkrumah is a servant, not at the same table as his master.But since Zhao Chuanxin came, he let him open his mouth.

This guy's appetite and size are growing day by day.

Wilhelmina took a sip, and it was overly spiced, but the taste was unique.

It is said that Westerners like the original taste of ingredients, but in fact it is quite different.

The more she eats, the brighter her eyes become.

At this table, except for her who eats slowly and pays attention to etiquette, the rest of the people are gluttonous, devouring.

Even Benjamin Goldberg, Zhao Chuanxin has already developed this habit.

Zhao Chuanxin quickly ended the battle and threw the dinner plate away with a clang: "Don't worry about the ones who finish eating first, and wash the dishes after eating."

Hearing this, Benjamin Goldberg quickly swallowed the last piece of beef.

He has been doing the dishes for two days.

Wilhelmina was savoring her food, and when she looked up, all three of them were looking at her.

"what?"

"Ah what?" Zhao Chuanxin pointed at her: "You eat the slowest, you wash the dishes."

Benjamin Goldberg made a victory gesture: "yes, I finally don't have to do the dishes."

Wilhelmina was tempted to say that she had never washed the dishes.

But looking around, it seems that no one here is used to her.

It is bound to be strong, so let's obediently obey.

At this time, it began to rain patter outside.

Thunder and lightning flashed across the sky, making the room brighter.

Zhao Chuanxin got up: "Don't forget to wash the dishes and clean them up. I'll go out for a while, and you can sleep when you are sleepy."

Said, pushed the door out.

Wilhelmina still ate very slowly, the food had to be finely ground between her lips and teeth, but she raised her head from time to time and looked out through the window, trying to spy on what the villain was doing.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck down.

The lightning fell from the sky to the ground, and the thunder was so powerful that it was concentrated at one point.

Faintly in the lightning, she saw a tall figure.

The surprised knives and forks all fell to the table.

"Your master..."

"What happened to my master?"

"No, nothing..."

Wilhelmina thought that it would be better if she was struck to death by lightning, and she really got retribution.

however,
As soon as he thought this way, Zhao Chuanxin came back cursing.

"Damn it, it's raining."

He looked up at his wrist and saw that Thor's Hammer was full.

Take out a towel and wipe your wet hair.

Wilhelmina pointed at him, her eyes widened and she said, "You, you were struck to death by lightning, didn't you?"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said, "I just had a lightning sauna, so don't make a fuss. Well, Concubine Ai, it's time for you to do the dishes. After you finish the dishes, come and serve the bed."

Originally, Benjamin Goldberg and Marcus Nkrumah thought Wilhelmina was a female ghost, but now, Wilhelmina thinks that Zhao Chuanxin is a ghost.

If it wasn't a ghost, how could it be unscathed by lightning?
Wilhelmina clearly hadn't washed the dishes before, but she insisted on pretending to be good at it, folded the plates and wanted to carry them into the kitchen.

She felt that these people should not be underestimated.

But because there were too many plates, it was wobbly and unstable.

She hurriedly let the tableware rest on her belly.

In this way, it is inevitable that the oil stains will be stained on the clothes.

She blamed herself secretly, why is she so stupid?

Even Benjamin Goldberg shook his head.

……

In the small town of Kurdex, even though it was raining heavily, there were lightning and thunder.

A group of people braved the rain and came to the mayor's office.

The leader is broad and fat, with a fleshy face, but he is wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing a top hat, and holding a civilized staff.

He got out of the carriage, and his men graciously opened umbrellas for him.

With a cigar in his mouth, he squinted his triangular eyes to look at the surrounding environment before walking to the mayor's office.

Seeing this unexpected visitor, the mayor couldn't help getting up: "Frank Hogany, what are you doing here?"

Frank Hogany, Standard Oil's chief security officer, was a retired NYPD detective.

This man was ruthless, dropped bombs, set fires, killed people, and helped Standard Oil do many evil things.

It is said that the accumulation of capital is full of blood, and Frank Hogany is the blood of Standard Oil.

Knowing this, the mayor was unavoidably a little apprehensive.

Frank Hogany licked his lips, puffed his mouth, and took another puff of his cigar: "Mayor, I heard from my subordinates that you are not willing to sell Putnam Lake and the pasture to us?"

Facing this person, the mayor was quite pressured: "It's not that I don't want to sell it to you, but I have already sold it to someone else."

Frank Hogany grinned, his flesh trembling, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a smile is not a smile.

His subordinates pulled him a chair, he unbuttoned his suit, sat down leisurely and caring about himself, and crossed his legs: "Sir, can you tell me who sold that piece of land to?"

The mayor's expression changed, and he could almost guess what this man was up to with his toes.

He just kept silent.

Frank Hogany shook his head. "Sir, you have to understand that Standard Oil is going to have that piece of land."

"Damn it!" the mayor felt aggrieved, "You will turn Kurdex into a barren land."

"Then I can't control it. I'm just a security officer. If I'm not in my position, I won't do anything." Frank Hogany leaned on his civilized stick, put his legs down, leaned forward, and stared at the mayor: "I just want to know, Who did you sell that piece of land to?"

The mayor felt as if he was being stared at by the most dangerous beast, and would fall into his bloody mouth in the next second.

He backed away in horror, blocked by the desk.

He said angrily: "I advise you to stop thinking about it. Putnam Lake, the pasture, including the house of poor old Wesley's family, have all been sold to a group of brave people. They are powerful, but they don't seem to be People who will be threatened by you!"

Old Wesley was the family that was killed by wolves.

Frank Hogany got up, buttoned the unbuttoned suit again, brushed the rain off his shoulders, pointed at the mayor and smiled and said, "Sir, you should have heard of one of my employees, his name is Louis Verveld. He has a bad temper, you must know that."

The mayor gasped.

If Frank Hogany was Standard Oil's chief dog, Louis Verveld was a lunatic in Standard Oil's security department.

This man used to be a colonel in the U.S. Army. After retiring, he became a little crazy.If it is said that Frank Hogani's bad record is due to beating his opponents, then Louis Verveld's murder may just be an idea that came up on a whim.

Moreover, the most important thing is that his marksmanship is like a god, and it is said that he has never missed a shot.

There are too many dead souls under the gun.

The mayor said in horror, "Don't mess around."

Frank Hogany sneered and said, "Mayor, if anything unpleasant happens, you are responsible and guilty."

Saying that, he turned and left.

When he reached the door, he turned his head and added: "Tomorrow, it won't be later than tomorrow. If this group of people can still breathe, then they will come to you and cry to terminate the contract. At that time, it will be the best time for us to cooperate .”

The mayor was very upset, and when they disappeared under the rain, he came to the door in a daze.

"Hey, goddamn capitalists, God bless those cowboys."

……

Wilhelmina was sweating from washing the dishes.

Washing the dishes is an easy task, but taking care of whether the clothes are soiled, being careful not to splash water on the body, and hesitating when the hands are stained with oil, it takes mental and physical energy.

Finally finished brushing.

She wiped off the obvious oil stains on her body and carefully cleaned the greasy layer on her hands before returning to the restaurant.

However, there are no people here.

She struggled, looking at the dining table which was still not clean, it was uninhabitable.

She came to the door of the master bedroom, which was ajar.

She tentatively opened the door, went in and saw that Zhao Chuanxin was already lying on the bed, and there was a new set of bedding on the bed, which isolated the dusty bed.

The horse lamp is on the bedside table, emitting soft light, dim but warm, forming a strong contrast with the heavy rain outside.

She continued to look around, and there was no place to rest in the bedroom.

Zhao Chuanxin, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, said, "Come and sleep, I've been tired all day. Oh, it's better to lie down, it's so comfortable."

The beds were just plain wooden beds, crude, rough and creaky.

But Zhao Chuanxin's bed was very thick, and his body fell into it, which seemed really comfortable.

Wilhelmina felt even more tired after a day of riding.

"Can you come down and sleep on the ground?"

"why?"

"Because I want to go to bed."

"Ha ha."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't even open his eyes, let alone go to the ground.

Seeing this, Wilhelmina asked after a moment of silence, "Then give me some quilts, and I'll sleep on the floor."

"It doesn't matter."

"you……"

"Fuck, come on, you want to grind your teeth with me until dawn?"

Wilhelmina clasped her hands, twisted her hands, and spun around on the spot. She really just stood at the door stupidly.

She had a tired look on her face, but she was unwilling to bow her head.

He stood like this for ten minutes.

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes, saw the fool was still standing there, and said angrily, "Are you short-hearted?"

With that said, he jumped out of bed with slippers beside the bed.

Pulling on his slippers, he came to Wilhelmina's side in three steps.

Wilhelmina felt an irresistible force, hugged her horizontally, and threw her on the bed lightly, seemingly roughly.

Before she could utter a scream, she heard the villain say, "I'm not a big girl of Huang Hua anymore, what a mess."

After speaking, he also returned to the bed.

"Take off your clothes, you are too dirty."

Wilhelmina gritted her teeth lightly: "I haven't showered yet."

"Don't pay attention to those details, a moment of Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold, hurry up."

"what……"

(End of this chapter)