mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 449
Zhao Chuanxin walked forward at a leisurely pace, pointing casually.

The smart gyroscope has the characteristics of the blue ghost armor, that is, the heavier the carrying weight, the shorter the burst time.

The lighter the carry weight, the longer the burst time.

The elf carving knife is very light, so in theory, the smart gyroscope can carry the elf carving knife around Zhao Chuanxin within ten meters, and it will not land until the last trace of energy is drained.

If Zhao Chuanxin is willing, this time can extend to decades.

at this time.

Within ten meters of Zhao Chuanxin, if there is a living person, he will die immediately!

Flesh and blood fly!
The white people retreated again and again, and when no less than 20 people died, they couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and ran away in a collapse.

Zhao Chuanxin waved, and the smart gyroscope flew back with the elf carving knife and returned it to his hand.

Zhao Chuanxin returned the knife to its sheath and waved his hand: "Cover and kill!"

This time the food truck gang is no longer afraid.

The boss has already opened the way for them!
Led by Abraham Cohen, Big Smith and Li Xiling, they rushed out screaming.

Some frightened white people with weak legs were caught up in an instant, and were beaten into mud by the surging dining car gang in the blink of an eye.

A group of people have red eyes, but no matter men, women, young or old, they will attack anyone they see.

Zhao Chuanxin had a heart of stone and was unmoved in the slightest.

Since they choose to help, they must be prepared to die.

Don't think it's innocent to help wave the flag.

People always have to pay the price for their actions.

The deterioration of the Internet environment in the 21st century has a lot to do with the costlessness of random comments.

If it is like now, if you dare to say that no matter men, women, old or young, you will die, then the keyboard man will behave like a grandson.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a woman lying on the ground dying, and when she saw Zhao Chuanxin coming, her eyes showed pleading.

But Zhao Chuanxin saw a kitchen knife not far from her. This should be the weapon she brought out, but it was knocked down.

So, Zhao Chuanxin sneered, raised his leg, and stomped down!
Click!

The woman paid the bill.

Next to it, the curtains of a family were opened a crack.

If Zhao Chuanxin felt something, he turned his head to look.

After he saw the gap in the curtain, there were three eyes standing vertically up and down.

This means that there are three people peeping with one eye behind the curtain.

When Zhao Chuanxin turned his head to look, he also heard a few exclamations, and the gap in the curtain was closed immediately.

At this time, the whistle of the police's unique nickel-silver alloy single-tube whistle sounded.

Zhao Chuanxin looked up and saw a team of policemen appearing at the intersection of the street.

Originally, seeing such a large-scale street melee, the police should have hesitated.

With so many people, anyone who sees them should be afraid, whether it is the police or not.

But the situation was just the opposite. While running, the group of police officers shouted: "Stop, you bastards, stop, or I will shoot you to death."

Zhao Chuanxin saw a man of his own wrestling with a white man, but the police took a revolver and shot his man.

When Zhao Chuanxin's man fell in a pool of blood, the policeman stretched out his hand to grab the white man on the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin instantly understood.

These police officers are not here to resolve conflicts and arrest brawlers.

They are simply here to help the white people here.

Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes, took out his skull mask, put it on, and took out his cigar.

"Hehe, I have never tried the American style of hard training, so let's see how unfair things are in the world!"

With the God of War M1907 in hand, Zhao Chuanxin started to jog.

A policeman broke the head of a black man with a baton, then turned his head, and was about to attack the second person when he suddenly spotted Zhao Chuanxin.

When he saw the skull mask, his hands trembled.

嘡啷.

The batons landed.

"Chen, Chen... No, you are Zhao Chuanxin?"

chug chu...

The policeman was shaking violently, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and died a miserable death.

Seeing this, several other policemen pointed their guns at Zhao Chuanxin, but the color behind the skull mask changed drastically: "Don't shoot, don't shoot, it's all a misunderstanding!"

They were instantly terrified.

Unexpectedly, the person offended by the Southern Front turned out to be Zhao Chuanxin.

If they had heard of it earlier, they would never have come to help.

Zhao Chuanxin scolded with a cigar in his mouth: "Miss your mother's meeting next door!"

chug chug...

Mixed with sporadic "bang bang bang" a few gunshots.

That was the desperate counterattack of the police.

But Zhao Chuanxin, who was assisted by the smart gyroscope, dodged all the bullets by twisting left and right.

Then there is only the unique "chug" sound of the God of War M1907.

In a moment, all the policemen who came to support the whites were killed.

Before they died, their expressions were pain, fear, and a trace of shock hung on their faces.

Growing up so big, it was the first time they heard that someone could dodge bullets!
When the God of War M1907 made an empty sound, Zhao Chuanxin put away the gun and greeted: "Li Xiling, call the troops back, don't chase."

Li Xiling, who was closest to him, did not say a word, completely regarded himself as Zhao Chuanxin's subordinate, and immediately followed suit.

It took more than ten minutes for people to return to Zhao Chuanxin one after another.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the trash cans on the street, and he jumped suddenly.

The trash can was shaking, but Zhao Chuanxin had a smart gyroscope on his body, and he immediately stabilized his figure.

He stood on the trash can, looked around, and shouted: "My name is Zhao Chuanxin, and I know that many of you are peeping behind the windows.

Today I am here to teach you how to be human.

From now on, whenever someone dares to say a certain racial supremacy in New York, I will bleed three feet and bleed five steps! "

At this time, Big Smith, who came back last, was carrying a big white man.

It was the leader of the Southern Front—Carl Wagner.

"Boss, I caught him!"

Zhao Chuanxin found that Big Smith also had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and the corners of his mouth were cracked.

It can be seen that he and Karl Wagner have experienced a hard struggle.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the ruling whip and threw it out with a "snap".

Then he blew the melodious "Divine Comedy on Hanging", and pulled back his waist, abdomen and arms at the same time.

Karl Wagner soars into the air.

Zhao Chuanxin reached out and grabbed Carl Wagner who was in mid-air.

The smart gyroscope helps him stabilize his body on the trash can.

The image looks like a circus balancing act.

After Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Carl Wagner, he grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up, letting him struggle and kick his legs was useless.

Zhao Chuanxin carried him, calmly, but his voice was very penetrating: "Roosevelt dare not provoke me, Rockefeller only dared to deal with me within the rules, who the hell gave you the courage to make you feel that you have Strength against me?"

Carl Wagner was pinched and only rolled his eyes: "I, no, dare,..."

He used his voice to close the remaining gap, and said these few words.

"You fucking know you're afraid now? It's too late!"

As he spoke, Zhao Chuanxin took out his ax and raised his arms high.

The sun reflected coldly on the blade of the axe.

Click!

Show off your head!

The headless corpse fell to the ground.

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but tremble.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head and said, "From now on, anyone who dares to fight against me, Zhao Chuanxin, will end up with you! Spicy dog ​​next door!"

Throwing his head out casually, he rolled on the street before stopping.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped off the trash can.

He took out a rag and wiped the blood on the hatchet, and put it away.

Waving his hands: "Take the dead and wounded brothers, let's go!"

Everyone looked excited.

Even those with the slowest brains can faintly feel that from today onwards, the dining car gang has become different.

This is no longer a mixed bag team.

When the dining car helps everyone leave.

After about 10 minutes, someone sneaked out to check, and after finding that no one was there, they dared to check if there were any neighbors who were not completely dead and could be saved.

But to his horror, the one who fell was lifeless.

The so-called Southern Front, those who did not die must have been timid and did not show up.

But anyone who claims to have the courage to join the war is basically wiped out.

Many people who came to help died even more.

Some relatives who died hugged the dead bodies on the street and wept bitterly.

Someone cursed, and was immediately gagged by others: "Have you forgotten what the butcher said? How dare you talk nonsense?"

Therefore, even if a loved one died, they only dared to cry and did not dare to scold.

The streets are gloomy and depressing.

Not long after, the police came to the scene.

Everyone who came vomited.

That's horrible!
When they heard that the murderer was Zhao Chuanxin, the police present were full of secrets.

Everyone even dared to make eye contact.

"It's our people, why are they dead?"

"Damn it, as a policeman, but with the Southern Front."

"You can't say that, everyone is in the same boat."

"Okay then, go find Zhao Chuanxin for revenge."

"I……"

On this day, the German Village in Brooklyn held funerals one after another, and the guests who participated in the funeral had to rush out the door, and they were already too sad.

The public cemetery in Greenwood Heights, Brooklyn, is woefully understaffed on this day.

On this day, reporters from major newspapers in New York heard the news and moved: Zhao Chuanxin was messing up again.

As for the reason, it is similar to when Zhao Chuanxin came to the United States before. There are a group of people who think they are awesome and can discriminate against this and that, but they are taught to be human.

The newspaper reported the incident in its entirety.

This is a big news that has caused a sensation in New York and even in the whole of the United States.

But the strange thing is that no newspaper dared to curse Zhao Chuanxin, and the report was very impartial and objective.

European and American people who have always liked demonstrations did not dare to take to the streets to raise banners in protest.

The mayor of New York City, George Bruce McClellan, said nothing, didn't say anything at all.

New York City lawmakers were largely silent.

Only one congressman dared to tell the reporter: "Maybe Zhao Chuanxin is not a good person, but the same is true for the Southern Front. I feel sad for those people who participated in the Southern Front. They are a group of poor people who are not clear-headed and are being used by others. Their deaths are worthless. This incident is a wake-up call for the entire United States, reminding everyone not to forget that the United States is a free country, even if there are tragedies including gun battles, this is a free country Racial. New York, as a multicultural city, needs to strengthen its values ​​of racial equality and inclusivity...”

It has been a few days since the congressman spoke to reporters.

However, it is said that after Zhao Chuanxin brought people back, he first took out 4 US dollars as employee death compensation and work injury compensation.

He raised the bar by [-] percent of the norm in New York.

As a result of this war, it became easier for Xinghui Catering Company to recruit franchisees.

Because Zhao Chuanxin asked people to let the word out that the reason for the destruction of the Southern Front this time was that they killed and injured the employees of Xinghui Catering Company.

The Food Truck Gang swore to the death to defend the personal safety of their employees.

As soon as this remark came out, no one dared to rob the dining car in New York!

Even in the bustling area, the dining car of Xinghui Catering dared to come and go at night, so it was still safe.

Even the law and order in New York has become better for a long time.

That's something New York City Mayor George Bruce McClellan didn't expect.

That night, Zhao Chuanxin paid for Abraham Cohen to lead the more than 100 people to hold a party, manage food, wine, tobacco and music, and hired bands and singers from the Cotton Nightclub to sing, eat, drink and have fun.

But he didn't go to the scene, went back to sleep, went to Lawson Trust Company early the next day, and stayed on the phone in his office.

When the phone rang, Zhao Chuanxin was still a little excited...

(End of this chapter)