mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 448 Zhao Chuanxin, God of Blind Melee Combat

The white-faced tavern, the white-faced men and women, were a little dazed when they saw an Asian face poking in.

Why?

Because this Blue Goose Tavern is very famous, even Jews and Spaniards dare not come in.

Zhao Chuanxin probed, looked around, and spat on the floor: "What the hell is this place, the taste of decoration is really bad."

Everyone, including the bartender, turned pale.

An Asian, coming to Blue Goose Tavern to complain about his taste, no matter how he looks at it, he looks like he is courting death!
The Asian came in carelessly: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen the most handsome and steadfast race in the world? That's right, the Chinese are the best race on earth. Who has an opinion?"

There are people in the room, their faces are as black as the bottom of a pot.

Then, Heinrich got up, walked towards Zhao Chuanxin with a sense of oppression while shaking his body.

The air was so deadly still that it froze.

Heinrich clenched his fist and bared his teeth: "Do you know where you are?"

Zhao Chuanxin scratched his head: "Peggs gathering place? Looking for the cave of the dead? A carnival feast for white pigs?"

Heinrich: "I Zhuo, I can't bear it, I can't bear it at all!"

As he spoke, he shook his fist.

He weighs over two hundred catties, and his arms are as thick as his neck.

Everyone was looking forward to the Asian man, who was punched by Heinrich.

However, Zhao Chuanxin just slipped sideways, and then everyone saw that he was like a ghost, with his toes on the ground, and he suddenly floated forward for a while without taking a step.

This is because the smart gyroscope is attached to Zhao Chuanxin's back.

The original Azure Phantom Armor is floating, and the main one is light.But at this moment, the Azure Phantom Armor, like a piece of paper that was held into a ball, became solid.

It used to be "floating", but now it is full of explosive power.

Heinrich's punch fell through the air, he just felt that his eyes were blurred and he was gone.

Zhao Chuanxin ran behind Heinrich, and the two were back to back.

Zhao Chuanxin kicked his butt, Heinrich's inertia, coupled with Zhao Chuanxin's push, Heinrich staggered forward uncontrollably.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin clapped his hands.

The door of the tavern was opened again, and "Wandering Mage" Big Smith came in first.

Big Smith is also tall, but not fat, but the big bald head + big beard is scary, and the two big eyes stare like copper bells.

Without saying a word, he punched the stumbling Heinrich in the face.

This fat man looks very strong, but he is actually very weak with white flesh.

Big Smith punched the guy back with all his strength, and the sound of a heavy object hitting the floor was heard.

Immediately afterwards, Abraham Cohen and Li Xiling walked in.

In the Blue Goose Tavern, there are about 20 white people.

However, there were at least 30 blacks, Jews, and Chinese who entered the tavern. Through the crack of the door, you can still see how many people are crowded outside.

They just couldn't squeeze in for a while.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his sword finger and pointed forward: "Smash them all, kill them all, and count them all on my head!"

If there are too many lice, don't bite, and if there are too many human life lawsuits, you don't have to worry about it.

A trembling white man took out the wheel from his back waist, Zhao Chuanxin shook his hand, and in an instant the smart gyroscope swam to his arm, and a hand ax flew out.

"what……"

The wheel fell to the ground, the handaxe lodged in the man's arm, looking horrific.

Both Big Smith and Seven Smith were very brave, rushing up and jumping up to overwhelm their opponents, and then output on the face.

Abraham Cohen is a chicken thief, his body shakes violently, and he always avoids the truth.

Li Xiling has kung fu.

Other than Zhao Zhongyi, it was the first time that Zhao Chuanxin saw others using traditional martial arts in actual combat.

He is holding a pair of hatchets, with his left hand backhanded.

The white man holding a stick across the street recoiled in fright.

Li Xiling followed closely behind with the saber in his right hand, cutting across with his backhand.

Bai Renkong had a stick, and once Li Xiling connected with the move, he couldn't handle it in time, and his abdomen was cut open horizontally.

Bleeding.

The screams were heartbreaking.

Even Zhao Chuanxin's eyelids twitched.

This is too fast and too hard.

For a person like him who has never practiced, even if his body is flexible, once Li Xiling attacks quickly with two sabers, the moves are seamlessly connected, and it may be difficult to resist.

This is different from fighting with a knife on horseback.

Back then, Zhao Chuanxin was able to fight the Cossack cavalry for [-] rounds with his spider legs.

But on the ground, he may only be able to control the distance by taking advantage of the length of the weapon.

Seeing someone jumping into the bar and beating the bartender violently, Zhao Chuanxin walked over to sit down, poured a glass of sarsaparilla and drank it.

This stuff smells weird.

More people rushed in, and the more than 20 whites were no match at all.

There were teeth and blood all over the ground.

It was Heinrich who was knocked down before, but got up again later.

He still had some strength, and he pushed the two thin black men on a rampage, all the way to Zhao Chuanxin's side.

Zhao Chuanxin put down the water glass, stretched out his hand to push the two black men away, stretched out his hand, Phoenix Xuanjie charged: Boom!
Heinrich's huge body flew upside down.

Everyone looked at it blankly.

I don't know how Zhao Chuanxin did it.

Seeing that Heinrich was about to get up, Zhao Chuanxin quickly walked a few steps, raised his knees, and slammed!
puff……

Heinrich's fat face immediately deformed.

Someone jumped out of the window in fright at the beginning of the battle.

Soon, a group of big white men who stayed in the tavern were either dead or maimed, and the picture was horrible.

Seeing that it was almost done, Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Withdraw!"

He headed out and walked out. As soon as he went out, he saw the people who stayed outside surrounded by people.

Today he brought nearly two hundred people.

But at this time, no less than three to four hundred people surrounded the outside.

This is the German Village in Brooklyn, all white people.

The more than 30 people headed by them looked fierce, and Zhao Chuanxin knew at a glance that they were members of the Southern Front.

Most of the people behind are residents here.

They're just here to help.

Very united.

Big Smith became nervous. He wiped the blood on the front of his fist, came to Zhao Chuanxin, and whispered: "Boss, German Village is very xenophobic. Although most of them are residents here, they fight fiercely. Usually we They will not come here for activities."

Most of the blacks living in New York at this time were active in Brooklyn.

But this does not mean that Brooklyn is the world of blacks. It is just a poor area, and blacks can only live in a corner.

Zhao Chuanxin looked back and saw his own people, the excitement of playing more and less just now had passed.

There is more or less fear on the face, after all, the number of opponents seems to be almost twice that of our own
He smiled.

Bringing so many people here today is not for them to help themselves.

Zhao Chuanxin just wanted to make the Food Truck Gang famous and let the whole of New York know that this group of impoverished guys had finally made a living, and they would swear to the death to defend their jobs.

They were not expected to play a key role.

"I'm Carl Wagner, the leader of the Southern Front." A bearded man at the head said coldly, "How are the people inside?"

Zhao Chuanxin shrugged: "The people inside are very nice, you don't have to worry, they are just a little silent."

Carl Wagner was taken aback.

silence?

Seeing that the people beside Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but sniggered, he immediately became furious: "You killed them all? Very well, none of you can get out of this street today."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Okay, we will run out later, we can also take a carriage, anyway, we just don't go out by walking."

So annoying.

"Fake!" Someone couldn't help it, suddenly pulled out a gun, and fired at Zhao Chuanxin.

Without the devil's crystal glasses, Zhao Chuanxin lost his ability to see through, and he couldn't detect whether someone was secretly carrying a gun.

After all, he was wearing the newly modified Fortitude Armor, so he wasn't too worried.

However, suddenly there was a huge force pressing on his right shoulder, forcing him to bend over sharply.

When Zhao Chuanxin's body was unstable, another force appeared, supporting his body, and forcibly lifted him upright.

However, a Chinese man behind him was hit in the chest by a bullet and lost his breath on the spot.

It turned out that it was the smart gyroscope that allowed Zhao Chuanxin to escape the bullet.

It almost teleported to his right shoulder, and then teleported to his side.

This kind of explosive power is far from comparable to the original Azure Phantom Armor.

I boil!

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

The previous Azure Phantom Armor was not so powerful.

How does the smart gyroscope do it?
Its reaction speed is faster than a bullet?
Or can it predict the opponent to shoot?
But this distance has already exceeded the range of ten meters, and the smart gyroscope should not be able to perceive it?

Then there is only one possibility, the smart gyroscope temporarily sensed the trajectory of the bullet.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin didn't have time to think about it. Seeing that his own person was shot, he couldn't help being furious and drew his gun instantly.

"boom!"

The gunman was headshot.

This distance was beyond ten meters, but Zhao Chuanxin still shot him in the head!

Zhao Chuanxin took a deep breath - he understood that he had completely broken free from the shackles of the psychological level.

He found out after the little apprentice moved the line before, and he knew it vaguely at the time, this time it was a practical test.

But he didn't continue to use the gun.

He put away his gun and took out the scepter of redemption.

Pulled out the elf carving knife: "Are you afraid?"

Everyone behind saw that Zhao Chuanxin was able to dodge bullets, and they were stunned.

Especially Li Xiling, who even forgot to grieve when her own people were beaten to death.

"Don't be afraid!" the crowd shouted frantically.

The boss can even dodge bullets, what else can't he do?

No wonder it can be called the God of War!
Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck: "Follow me to charge!"

The people on the opposite side saw that one of their own was killed, and exchanged one with the other side. At first, they were worried that there would be a large-scale gun battle.

Seeing that the opponent actually took the initiative to start a scuffle, he immediately felt relieved.

After all, there are many people on our side.

So, led by Carl Wagner, they also rushed over here.

Because the smart gyroscope took Zhao Chuanxin to dodge a bullet just now, which gave Zhao Chuanxin some thoughts.

He threw the smart gyroscope onto the handle of the elf carving knife, and then suddenly flung it out.

pat...

It fell to the ground.

"..." Zhao Chuanxin was stunned. He ran over and picked up the elf carving knife casually: "I made a mistake, try again!"

He threw it out again, and sure enough, this time the smart gyroscope flew into the air with the elf carving knife wrapped around it.

Smart gyroscopes are smart enough not to make a second mistake.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his sword finger and swiped casually.

shhhhhh...

The three white men rushing forward were divided into two.

Zhao Chuanxin's expression brightened: Sure enough!

I boil...

I saw that the pace of the three 400 people charging on the opposite side became slow in an instant.

Whoever saw this scene would also be afraid.

Even if the dining car behind Zhao Chuanxin helped everyone, they were still a little dazed.

Only Zhao Chuanxin doesn't care so much.

Today he must make these people fear to the bone.

They must be made to understand that all the southern fronts will be killed in the future, and they will kill each other when they see each other.

No matter how much white people want to be supremacy, Zhao Chuanxin will ride on their necks and shit!

Zhao Chuanxin rushed straight into the opponent's crowd.

The smart gyroscope is wrapped around the elf carving knife, and will not exceed his ten-meter range.

Within a ten-meter range centered on him, no matter where Zhao Chuanxin points, the Elven Carving Knife will arrive instantly.

And there, there will definitely be people whose heads fall to the ground, or be divided into two halves.

The blood-red liquid splattered with a fishy smell.

It was splashed on people's faces, and people who were splashed by the hot liquid all shuddered, and there were many people who wet their pants.

wow...

The crowd suddenly dispersed.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed when he saw this: "What kind of top and bottom are all dead in the face of absolute power!"

Today's battle will live up to his reputation as a melee mage!

(End of this chapter)