mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 413 Bullet hole shirt, skull mask

The confrontation at the gate of the first sub-bureau lasted until night, and the police arrived one after another.

The center of the siege is where Zhao Chuanxin is.

The streets and alleys and the roofs of various buildings are full of police officers.

They can only solve the problem of eating, drinking and messing nearby, which puts a lot of burden on the nearby people and businesses.

The reporters had already left contentedly, bringing with them the materials they got from Zhao Chuanxin.

This group of policemen did not dare to launch an attack until dark.

At night, the rain turned light, just scattered raindrops.

Zhao Chuanxin stubbed out the cigarette in the mud, took out an umbrella and buckled it on the ground, pressed it down with a brick, and lit a few sticks of incense underneath.

Then don the Cloak of Shadows in the rain and plunge into the darkness.

He went up to the top of the building and moved around, bypassing the encirclement of police reinforcements in a short while.

"Cuckoo."

He calls like a nightingale.

no response.

Zhao Chuanxin walked a little further.

"Cuckoo!"

"Sorry..."

Zhao Chuanxin followed the sound in the backyard of a house and jumped off the roof.

There was a stable here, and Mi Shan was riding on the back of a mare.

capacity...

Apparently, it was found and taken home.

As a result, after eating and drinking, this guy got on the other's mare again.

At this moment, Mi Shan bared his teeth at Zhao Chuanxin.

"Zhuo, hurry up, we have to go to the hospital once we're done."

At most 5 minutes, Mishan came down.

Zhao Chuanxin sighed, "It doesn't work either."

"Sorry..."

Horses usually take 5 to 10 minutes.

Zhao Chuanxin went to untie Mi Shan, but the mare came to push him against him.

It was a gray-and-white mare that looked a bit like the blood of the Spanish side.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the horse's head away: "Get out."

Mi Shan showed a mean expression.

After getting on the saddle, Zhao Chuanxin rode on, and when he arrived at the door, he directly opened the door with an elf carving knife.

……

The American East Hospital on Broome Street, where the fees are relatively low, is a place for the poor to see a doctor.

Although the medical facilities are not good, the level of doctors is acceptable.

It may be because there are more people with faith in this era that this kind of hospital can gather skilled doctors.

The old and mottled buildings of this hospital seem to have been pardoned by time in Manhattan, where every inch of land is expensive. Everything blooms outside the walls, but remains the same inside the walls.

Even the dark night couldn't hide the decadent atmosphere.

In the ward, Situ Meitang was talking to Chen Yigeng.

Situ Meitang said: "If Zhao Chuanxin comes to visit me, if he asks you what enemies we have, you just say you don't know."

"Boss, why is this?"

"You boy, you are too simple-minded, you are not made to go to the rivers and lakes."

Chen Yigeng was puzzled.

Outside Meidong Hospital.

As Zhao Chuanxin approached, he saw two figures entangled and tugging under the streetlight.

He looked carefully and found that it was Abraham Cohen and his cousin Rebecca Levy.

Shit... Zhao Chuanxin was surprised.

From his point of view, he can see half of Abraham Cohen's face and Rebecca Levi's back.

Yes, Zhao Chuanxin could tell it was her just from the back.

Of course, this may be because Zhao Chuanxin can recognize people's hearts, not butts.

I saw Abraham Cohen reach out and Rebecca Levi's shoulders shrugged back.

It looks a bit ambiguous.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it, if he attacked suddenly, it might leave a psychological shadow on the two of them.

But standing there all the time seemed to be peeping at something.

He could only pat the horse's head, and Mi Shan let out a "xilulu" sound, which finally alarmed the two of them.

Abraham Cohen looked at the shadow and shouted, "Who?"

The figure of Mi Shan carrying Zhao Chuanxin gradually appeared under the light.

"boss?"

When Rebecca Levi saw Zhao Chuanxin, she muttered in a very small voice, probably saying hello that Zhao Chuanxin couldn't hear at all.

Zhao Chuanxin was "surprised" and said, "Huh? Why are you guys? What a coincidence."

Abraham Cohen coughed in embarrassment: "Didn't you ask me to accompany Mr. Stuart? By the way, I avoided the New York police, because they were looking for me after that day. Rebecca was afraid that I would be hungry, so she brought me milk and bread."

He probably didn't know yet that the New York police were no longer chasing him, and they couldn't care less.

Because at this time they are braving the rain and besieging a few sticks of incense...

Zhao Chuanxin made a long "Oh" and said cheerfully, "Your aunt is so kind to you."

Rebecca Levi's complexion changed.

Abraham Cohen hurriedly changed the topic: "Boss, are you here to see Mr. Situ?"

"Yes, how is he?"

"He's fine, but he's lost a lot of blood, and his body is a little weak." Abraham Cohen folded his arms, trembling with a milk bottle and bread in his hand, because he was only wearing a crumpled shirt.

Rebecca Levy said, "Then I'm going first."

"I'll see you off," Abraham Cohen said.

Seeing that he was wearing thin clothes, Rebecca Levi shook her head quickly: "No, don't catch a cold anymore."

Abraham Cohen wanted to borrow Zhao Chuanxin's clothes to wear, but after a closer look, Zhao Chuanxin's clothes seemed to be... blood besides mud!

He immediately swallowed the words on his lips.

He hesitated: “Boss, can you help me loosen Rebecca?”

Zhao Chuanxin was not very happy and just wanted to refuse.

Rebecca Levi was even more surprised.

Fierce is not enough to describe Abraham Cohen's boss, he is simply a butcher!
Abraham Cohen clasped his hands, please.

Zhao Chuanxin had no choice but to turn his horse's head: "Let's go."

Seeing this, Rebecca Levi didn't have the courage to speak if she wanted to refuse.

Zhao Chuanxin rode a horse, and Rebecca Levi walked.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head and chest on horseback, and picked out a can of pudding to eat.

Rebecca Levi staggered forward with her arms bowed and her head bowed.

Abraham Cohen watched from behind and shook his head, feeling relieved.

"It's so delicious, everything is delicious when you're hungry."

Zhao Chuanxin ate on his own, threw away the can after eating, and opened another can of beef.

Rebecca Levi still bowed her head and said nothing.

Zhao Chuanxin made five or six cans in a hurry.

At this time, Rebecca Levi suddenly looked up: "Boss, things are not what you think."

Zhao Chuanxin typed a haha: "Haha, I understand, I'm from here."

"..." Rebecca Levi blushed and said anxiously, "It's really not what you think."

"Ham, you're just posting heroic posts to find men, so what do you care about me? You don't need to explain, really."

Rebecca Levi was really anxious. In this anxiety, she stepped on a blister and twisted her foot: "Ouch..."

Zhao Chuanxin was indifferent and rode slowly.

But after walking a few steps, I found that Rebecca Levi hadn't followed.

He turned around and found her holding on to a tree.

The pitiful light from the gas street lamp showed the pain on her face.

Zhao Chuanxin patted the horse's head.

Mi Shan turned his head impatiently and walked back.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand: "Come up."

Rebecca Levi shook her head: "No, really, I'll just take a break, or you can go back first."

"Oh." Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin said, "Then I'm leaving."

Then start walking back.

Rebecca Levy: "…"

The lights were dim at first, but after a while, Zhao Chuanxin's figure disappeared into the darkness.

Rebecca Levi gritted her teeth, moved her ankles, and limped forward.

About 20 meters away.

Suddenly, she heard someone behind her say, "Come up."

She turned her head and saw Zhao Chuanxin's helping hand.

This time she didn't refuse. After catching him, Zhao Chuanxin exerted his strength, and she let out an "ah", and the 1.7-meter-tall living person was lightly dragged away by Zhao Chuanxin.

Mi Shan was experienced, lowered his waist, and supported him firmly. Rebecca Levi was placed in front of Zhao Chuanxin.

"Your horse, why is there no sound when walking?"

"Hehe, it has a sound if it wants to, and it doesn't if it doesn't want to."

Stretch boots are so domineering.

As the load increases, the elastic sole thickens automatically.

This time, without the oil bottle on foot, Mi Shan started to speed up.

But this guy may have just vented, his legs are a little soft, and he slowed down after running not far.

Normally, it will not be like this.

Rebecca Levi tried her best to lean forward so as not to make physical contact with Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips: Who the hell cares?
New York is a messy place, especially at night.

Not long after walking, Rebecca Levi straightened up suddenly, her back unconsciously pressed against Zhao Chuanxin's chest, and whispered: "There seems to be a thief in the house in front."

Zhao Chuanxin could feel her nervousness because her body was stiff.

Zhao Chuanxin was happy: "This is really a gift from the night."

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't answer.

Mi Shan began to speed up. When he got close to the black shadow, Zhao Chuanxin had excellent riding skills. He turned sideways and snatched the bag from the black shadow.

Heiying was startled, and just about to shout "robbery", but immediately realized that he was a thief.

He was furious, and shouted in a low voice: "You dare to intervene in the work of the Italian Brotherhood..."

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned his head.

When the man saw the clothes and countless bullet holes on Zhao Chuanxin's body, his words stopped abruptly.

He sneered: "No...it's all right."

This shirt was widely circulated on the street.

Bullet hole shirt, skull mask.

Don't care about this gang or that faction, as long as you see it, you can hide as far away as possible.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned and moved on.

He opened the bag as he walked, and looked inside.

Hey, pocket watches, gold and silver utensils, coins, banknotes, gold necklaces, rings inlaid with gemstones...

"Today, our gang committed a crime, and you will share one."

Belika Levi shook her head, and the scarf behind her head rubbed against Zhao Chuanxin's face.

"I don't want it, I can make money myself."

"Don't pull it down." Zhao Chuanxin put it all away politely.

Rebecca Levi took a deep breath: "This time, would you like to hear my explanation?"

"Look at what you said, the mouth grows on your body."

"Before, Abraham put the money on me, and I only found out when I got home that today I came to pay him back the money and bring him bread and milk by the way."

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly remembered that in the banquet hall that day, Abraham Cohen did stuff things into her bag.

"Oh, why did he give you money?"

"He thinks I'm poor, but I can support myself."

"Well, very good, not bad, proud of you." Zhao Chuanxin said perfunctorily.

The most annoying poor and strong woman.

"..." Rebecca Levi smelled a bloody smell, and whispered: "You won't hurt me, right?"

"You bastard, how do you talk? Have you ever seen a kinder person than me?"

"Ah, I said the wrong thing, I'm sorry." Rebecca Levin said slowly.

"Okay, now please let go of the saddle post."

Rebecca Levi did as she was told, but asked, "Why?"

"Because it's convenient for me to kick you into the East River."

(End of this chapter)