mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 465 Don't make trouble, I hit a woman

It is impossible for Zhao Chuanxin to really cover the sky with one hand.

These 1 people alone would exhaust him to death if he fought on wheels, and his ammunition depot was not enough to support a battle of this scale.

He took a puff of cigarette: "Yes, but..."

He came up behind the kneeling Robly D. Evans and put his hands on his forehead and his knees on his back.

Robly D. Evans was so frightened that his limbs became stiff, and he begged for mercy: "What are you going to do? I have already done what you said, what else do you want..."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the adjutant below, and his cheeks suddenly puffed up: "Be careful not to pretend too much in your next life."

The adjutant had a bad premonition: "Don't..."

click...

late.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and kicked, and the body of Robly D. Evans rolled down the stairs.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered and said: "If Da Luo wants to ask for something, he must pay another price. The life of the supreme commander of the Great White Fleet is the price!"

After speaking, he waved his hand, and the paper airplane flew back.

Zhao Chuanxin ran two quick steps and jumped.

Everyone rushed towards the side of the ship, and saw Zhao Chuanxin galloping on the sea at an astonishing speed. In four seconds, Zhao Chuanxin had already galloped nearly 200 meters away.

Maybe this will be the fastest car with an acceleration of [-] meters in a century.

It's too late for them to attack.

When he arrived at the port, Zhao Chuanxin's cigar was still extinguished.

He put on the skull mask again, and went straight to the port without detours.

At this time, the melon-eating crowd has expanded several times, and there is a mixed bag of people, including scholars, farmers, businessmen, and reporters.

Click, click, click, the photos are taken non-stop.

In the crowd, Fritz Heinze looked at Zhao Chuanxin, who had killed all directions, but had to return with all his tail, and felt that he was a real man.

Regardless of China and foreign countries, who hasn't a little rebellious heart, who hasn't dreamed of being a hero?
The naval soldiers and policemen on the shore looked at Zhao Chuanxin, who was wet on his body, as if he was facing an enemy.

But they dare not use weapons, fearing death.

When Zhao Chuanxin took a step forward, they took a step back.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the sailor who was bragging before: "Aren't you awesome?"

The sailor murmured and dared not speak.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled, took out a wad of money, and shouted to the crowd: "Among you, there is a man, he is a Chinese, his name is Kang Youwei. He is about 50 years old, with a yin and yang head and long braids. There are two sparse mouse whiskers. Whoever catches him, the money belongs to him. I, Zhao Chuanxin, can’t follow my word, and you can hold this money, and no one dares to grab it.”

Everyone looked at the amount of money, my good guy, they were all large 20-dollar bills, colorful stacks, at least hundreds of dollars.

You can buy a Ford for less than three hundred dollars.

It's hard not to be tempted.

Kang Youwei's complexion changed drastically when he was mixed in the crowd.

Immediately, several eyes around him stared at him at the same time.

Kang Youwei wanted to run, but it was too late.

A burly white man grabbed him and shouted, "Mr. Zhao, come and see, is this man Kang Youwei?"

Not only him, many people are grabbing the Chinese in the crowd. At this time, the Chinese abroad are all wearing yin and yang hair.

As for the reason, it is not clear. Some people think that sooner or later the leaves will fall back to their roots, and the law of the Qing Dynasty is to shave their heads if they don’t shave their hair, so they dare not keep it.

Some people may have been kneeling since birth, and they got used to kneeling, but they changed rashly and felt sorry for their ancestors.

Although this hairstyle will suffer from white eyes and discrimination abroad, it is still stubbornly kept.

"here!"

"He must be Kang Youwei."

"The money belongs to me!"

The crowd gradually dispersed, revealing "Kang Youwei" one by one.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the first one, and couldn't help yelling: "My mother said I was 50 years old, but this mother is still a child."

He helped the child out of bondage, and warned: "Grow your hair in the future, and if the mother sees you with a yin and yang head, she will cut you off!"

Your child backed away timidly, not daring to answer.

The second is still not.

The third, the fourth...

Zhao Chuanxin looked all the way, and there were even Japanese.

The Japanese with a middle cut said in Japanese, "Mr. Zhao, I have known you for a long time, but I am not Kang Youwei."

Zhao Chuanxin knew some Japanese. He said to the white man who caught the Japanese: "You are blind. This person is uglier than Kang Youwei. How could he be Kang Youwei? This is a despicable and ugly race. Be careful next time." .”

Japanese:"……"

Zhen Kang Youwei was caught in the crowd: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin turned his eyes and finally saw the real Kang Youwei.

Kang Youwei's face was red and white.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: "It's true that we never meet in life."

Kang Youwei's knees were a little soft and he wanted to kneel.

Zhao Chuanxin handed a wad of money to the white man who captured Kang Youwei: "It's yours, someone dared to claim my name."

The white man was overjoyed.

"Thank you Mr. Zhao."

Kang Youwei's eyes wandered, and when he saw his little wife He Zhan beside him, he took a deep breath and straightened his chest.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at He Zhan, and sighed, "This is also one of your wives, right? Is your wife familiar?"

As he spoke, he looked up and down unscrupulously.

He Zhan's expression was tense, and he held Kang Youwei's arm tightly with his hands, not daring to let go.

Kang Youwei said with great righteousness, "Zhao Chuanxin, you have been wandering for half your life, and you have done anything wrong. This is because you have never met a famous teacher. It is better for you to worship me as a teacher today."

Zhao Chuanxin never expected that such a sentence would come out of this guy's mouth.

This surprised him.

Kang Youwei did have many apprentices, the most famous being Liang Qichao.

After digging his ears, Zhao Chuanxin turned his head sideways and asked, "Come on, tell me again and I'll listen to you."

Kang Youwei hesitated to speak.

Zhao Chuanxin was happy: "You are so fucking courageous, you still want to accept me as a disciple?"

Kang Youwei bit the bullet: "Don't blame the old man, the old man did those things for the sake of the people..."

Snapped!
Zhao Chuanxin swung his arms round and slapped him across the face.

Kang Youwei's head was tilted from the beating, and his ears were buzzing.

If it weren't for being fat, with its own airbag, it would have knocked him out.

"I fucking let you call the shots."

Kang Youwei shook his head, and continued to speak stubbornly: "This old man is dedicated to the country..."

Snapped!
"I fucking let you be the country!"

Kang Youwei continued to shake his head: "The old man fought hard with you..."

Snapped!
"I fucking let you fight!"

He Zhan was about to use his shrew's ability to swear in the streets, and as soon as he stomped his feet, he was about to go forward and grab Zhao Chuanxin's face.

Because of her height, she has to dance.

So, she yelled hysterically while dancing: "Don't hit my husband..."

Snapped!
Zhao Chuanxin backhanded a big arm pocket!

After He Zhan jumped up, he flew backwards.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at the stunned He Zhan: "Sister-in-law, don't make trouble, maybe you don't know, I beat women."

He Zhan didn't know it at all, and lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.

Kang Youwei's eyes widened, his lips tightened, and he pointed at Zhao Chuanxin, his fingers were trembling with anger: "Old man, old man, I am convinced..."

The people around thought that he wanted to work hard, but unexpectedly he said this.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his index finger and ticked it down: "Convinced? Kneel down and persuade."

Kang Youwei knelt down "Putong".

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the reporter: "Take it, this person has a lot of background, and the photos and news can be sold at a good price."

Kang Youwei's face turned livid.

But he dared not get up.

The reporter was excited, this is to take pictures by order, so what are you waiting for.

Wait until they have had enough.

Zhao Chuanxin said again: "Kang Nanhai, if you give me one today, I will spare you from death. Don't get me wrong, I just spare you from death."

Kang Youwei sat on the wax.

When you are away from home, you rely on your appearance to make money.

Today's news spread, especially the photos, will anyone trust him in the future?
"What's the matter? I'd rather die than knock down? Are there people from the Emperor's Association here?" Zhao Chuanxin looked around, and several Chinese lowered their heads.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the Lugang M1907, opened the hammer, and pressed the muzzle of the gun against Kang Youwei's shiny forehead: "You can knock when you see your master Guangxu, but you dare not knock when you see me, Zhao Chuanxin, right? Damn, Cixi would tremble with fear when seeing Lao Tzu, you know?
I'll count to three, if you don't knock, I'll shoot.

three! "

Kang Youwei pissed in fright, his forehead staggered from the muzzle of the gun in an instant, bang, knocked firmly, and when he raised his head, his forehead was really green.

He Zhan looked at her husband in disbelief, she thought he was a man of integrity who would rather die than surrender.

however……

Kang Youwei saw the expression on his little wife's face, and also saw the eyes of some Chinese people around him.

Eyeballs rolling around, thinking about his heart, he knelt on the ground and puffed up his chest: "I, Kang Youwei, am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. I kowtow today because of what Mr. Zhao has done for overseas Chinese."

What Zhao Chuanxin has done for overseas Chinese is obvious to all.

Indeed, someone set up a shrine to his life at home.

"I'm going to Nima!" Zhao Chuanxin laughed angrily: "I just let you kowtow for your own life, so the one just now doesn't count, just kowtow hard.

I'm counting now,

three! "

boom!
Kang Youwei kowtowed again, he raised his neck and said, "I want to keep a useful body and benefit the country and the people, kowtowing is nothing."

Zhao Chuanxin closed his gun and gave a thumbs up: "It's amazing, if anyone refuses to accept you, you will be convinced. You are a fucking talent."

Zhao Chuanxin spared his life and humiliated him for a purpose.

He wants to disintegrate the so-called "Royal Emperor Association" from the hearts of the people. This organization forced countless foreign Chinese to keep their inner braids after the fall of the Qing Dynasty.

It would be meaningless to simply kill Kang Youwei.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the scepter of redemption, took out the elf carving knife, and as he turned his mind, the blade carved the words "shameless villain" on Kang Youwei's forehead.

The cut is so deep that it will leave a scar no matter what.

Kang Youwei was in pain, "Ouch", his hand was blurred, his palm was full of blood, he was startled and angry: "Didn't you promise not to kill me?"

"Are you dead? If you are dead, can you still bark like a donkey?" Zhao Chuanxin said lightly: "I just saw your forehead bruised, and I kindly released the bruise for you."

But Kang Youwei felt a pain in his forehead, which was not just a small wound.

He said angrily: "Now, can I go? The old man is going to see a doctor!"

"What's the hurry, the matter is not over yet." Zhao Chuanxin laughed and said, "You haven't paid for my mental damage yet!"

Kang Youwei was going crazy.

　Every monthly ticket you cast has a vibration reminder, and you can see the name, thank you everyone.

　　Some people voted separately on purpose, and voted twenty cards in four or five times, and then the phone buzzed, haha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)