mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 474 There used to be God's Whip, but now it's about Zhao Chuanxin
Leaving Broadway, next is shopping.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't realize that his routes all avoided Avenue A.

There is a food truck there, known as the morning star of New York food trucks, and the operator is a tall and beautiful woman.

Miao Cuihua lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked at the tram elevated railway on Ninth Avenue, and said curiously: "I want to try that kind of car. It looks like a train, but there is no soot. It's no fun to always ride a carriage."

Zhao Chuanxin immediately rang the bell, paid the fare, and took Miao Cuihua and Ganfan to the station.

I bought a ticket, but when I was about to get on the train, the staff at the station pointed to the last car: "Which car you take, sit in the last row."

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the front of the car: "Arrange that section for me, the front position."

The staff shrugged: "Sorry, you can't sit there."

Miao Cuihua's mood was like a roller coaster.

Zhao Chuanxin relieved her anger before entering the theater, and felt pretty good after booking the theater.

Now even if you take a tram, you have to suffer discrimination.

Miao Cuihua felt sad.

She feels that this country, no matter how developed it is, is not worthy of people's nostalgia.

Not everyone is like Zhao Chuanxin, who vents his anger on the spot and avenges his revenge on the spot.

Frost Blade hadn't tried it before, so he asked if there was any injustice?
Always do it!
Miao Cuihua discouraged: "Fortunately, we are leaving."

Zhao Chuanxin ignored her depression, and asked the staff member with a smile: "Why can't we sit?"

This kind of laughter is in line with the staff's stereotype of Asians.

Take reservedness as weirdness, gentleness as weakness.

He said indifferently: "You yellow people should sit in the last row of the last carriage."

The first class car of the train is the last car, and the first class car of the tram is the head car.

Zhao Chuanxin frowned: "Don't think about it anymore? I'll give you five seconds to think about it again."

"Don't think about it." The staff was impatient, with their nostrils upturned: "This is the rule, this is not a place where you can play wild."

"Okay." Zhao Chuanxin nodded and took out the axe.

duh!
Staff: "Ah..."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at his broken arm and asked with a smile, "Can we sit now?"

Passengers waiting for the tram were stunned.

As usual, come on, scream.

Miao Cuihua felt nauseous when she heard the fierce and powerless screams.

This group of people gave her a very disgusting feeling.

But think about it, isn't the Qing court another kind of nausea?
Why is there no classification?

But even if there is a classification, it is different from here.

At least it is not so common to be discriminated against on weekdays.

After the staff survived the initial severe pain, they called for help: "Help call the police and catch this murderer."

Zhao Chuanxin said calmly: "Go, tell the police by the way, my name is Zhao Chuanxin."

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin gradually got used to those gazes.

He stood calmly with a smile on his face.

He wiped the ax blade clean on the staff member's body, and put it away.

The tram is coming.

Passengers who wanted to get off were too scared to get off when they saw staff members with broken arms and blood all over the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled Miao Cuihua: "Let's go, Sister Hua."

Ganfan jumped into the car nimbly.

Zhao Chuanxin went straight to the front of the car, the front seat.

Although the passengers did not dare to get off the bus, they did not know that Zhao Chuanxin was the murderer.

According to normal thinking, people will quickly leave the scene after the murder.

Despite the intimidation of the station, someone couldn't help but chide: "Hey, who told you to sit here?"

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at him: "Do you have an opinion?"

"Yes, this is not a place for you to sit. Go to the back compartment..."

Before the words were finished, Zhao Chuanxin threw out the axe.

The voice stopped.

The tram has already started, this is not the train leading to the kindergarten, and it is too late to get off.

Zhao Chuanxin walked over, stepped on the corpse, and pulled out the axe: "My name is Zhao Chuanxin, I dare to be angry, I can fight, and there must be no discrimination against dogs wherever I am.

Those who are not convinced can stand up and try! "

As expected, no one dared to fight.

One by one retreated to the end, shivering in the back row.

Although the tram is narrow, the windows are connected together and the interior of the car is bright.

Zhao Chuanxin lit his cigar, crossed his legs, and pointed to the people behind him: "See, Sister Hua, this is a white man. The Anglo-Saxon race is the most shameless and cowardly race. The bastard If you don’t give them some color, they will turn upside down. In ancient times, there was Alati, the whip of God, Yelu Dashi of Khitan, and Temujin of Mongolia. Today, I have Zhao Chuanxin from outside the customs to teach them Be human."

Someone behind couldn't help arguing: "But we represent civilization."

It seemed that the pride of being a white man did not allow him to bow his head.

Pressing the cow's head forcibly without drinking water is Zhao Chuanxin's forte.

I don't know who gave him the courage, Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "You represent a few, but you can't represent anything. What is civilization? Is it discrimination?"

"That's part of civilization too, you can't deny that."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand, and the electric ball condensed in the palm of his hand.

He bared his teeth and said, "I understand what you mean. Civilization means whoever has the biggest fist is the class representative, right? Now I, Zhao Chuanxin, announce that I have the biggest fist in New York."

The person's eyes reflected increasingly larger ball lightning until the lightning struck him.

Zhao Chuanxin can now control the power of Thor's Hammer, not only the shape of the lightning, but also the strength of the power.

He discovered that for different distances and different targets, the ball lightning does not have to be driven to the maximum if one wants to make meritorious deeds.

Zila... The man's chest was burnt.

It just didn't affect others.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the crowd of passengers: "Is there anyone else who wants to say that discrimination is high-sounding? I, Zhao Chuanxin, teach people tirelessly and teach you how to be a human being."

nobody.

The tram driver turned around frequently.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him, and he turned his head quickly.

Miao Cuihua looked out of the car window and said: "In the Tang Dynasty, all these people were willing to go to Chang'an to be a dog, rather than to be a disorderly person elsewhere. Now, they are arrogant, high above, overlooking all living beings. Could it be that these high-rise buildings and trams are the source of confidence? Is it? I really can't figure it out."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled without saying a word.

In China, everyone used to be miserable, and no one would look down on anyone.

But after some areas develop, their nostrils will also turn upside down.

The trolley went to the Long Island area.

The two got out of the car.

The two got out of the car, and all the passengers were relieved.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Let's go, I want to buy some gifts for Jiang Mingxin, Zhao Hongzhi, and Defu. There are too many snotty babies, and I don't know what to buy."

The stationery store he went to first.

After going to four stores in a row, I got enough 239 pens.

Then I went to a musical instrument store and bought several violins and guitars at a high price. When I left, I bought a piano for zero yuan at the corner of the musical instrument store.

It's not that Zhao Chuanxin is stingy, but the price of a good piano is too high, costing more than 1700 US dollars.

The piano had been covered in dust for a long time, and Zhao Chuanxin felt that it would be a good idea to help the boss make room.

So, when leaving the musical instrument store, the curly-haired boss smiled on the creases on his old face: "Thank you for your visit, goodbye, distinguished guest."

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly said politely: "No, I should thank you, boss, you are a good person."

A piano is more expensive than all the musical instruments he bought together. It is really unreasonable not to thank him.

Suddenly, Zhao Chuanxin saw a car dealership.

He was not interested in cars at this time, but what surprised him was that there were several scooters at the door of the car dealership.

On the pedal of the scooter, there is a large battery box, and the 10-inch wheels are very delicately constructed.

He was stunned, and couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Is this electric?"

The clerk first looked at the clothes of Zhao Chuanxin and Miao Cuihua, and probably estimated that they were worth a lot of money, so he smiled and said, "Yes, sir, you can see that it is electric. This is the latest researched electric The trolley, step on it, and use the lever on the handlebar to move forward."

Miao Cuihua couldn't understand it, but she didn't understand it.

Zhao Chuanxin became interested: "I'll try it, does it have electricity?"

He never expected that such a thing would appear at this time.

You know, Zhao Chuanxin bought a self-balancing scooter many years ago. At that time, it was just emerging, and everyone boasted about high technology.

As a result, there were electric scooters in the early twentieth century, which made him feel dumbfounded.

Stepping on it, Zhao Chuanxin pulled the brake-like lever, but the car didn't move.

The clerk hurriedly said: "Sir, push it forward gently so that the clutch can be engaged, otherwise it will be idling."

Zhao Chuanxin was ashamed.

He pressed the handle and pushed forward, and sure enough, the scooter slid slowly.

The speed is very slow, which is the walking speed of ordinary people.

When cornering, although the steering column is a bit heavy, it is also very stable.

Miao Cuihua looked in amazement.

The dog's face is thoughtful.

Zhao Chuanxin waved at Miao Cui: "Sister Hua, come and try."

Miao Cuihua waved her hand: "I can't, I can't..."

"Even if you fall, with your skill, it won't be a problem."

Miao Cuihua was even more curious, she couldn't figure out how such a small thing could move forward automatically.

Zhao Chuanxin taught her how to operate, and even reached out to support her waist.

The scooter starts to move forward.

Zhao Chuanxin let go.

However, Miao Cuihua practiced the balance technique, so she could maintain her balance even with such complicated movements.

But when I got on the scooter, I started to crooked, and I couldn't control it.

The car was about to fall, but Miao Cuihua didn't know how to jump off, and fell to the side together with the electric scooter.

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

Miao Cuihua got up from the ground and said angrily, "Why didn't you support me?"

Zhao Chuanxin sneered and scratched his head: "I thought, with your sense of balance, you wouldn't fall down. I didn't expect..."

What's the problem?

For someone who hasn't practiced balance skills, I'm afraid they won't fall down, right?

Zhao Chuanxin encouraged: "Why don't you try again."

Miao Cuihua didn't believe in evil, and stepped on it again.

After walking less than ten meters, he fell down again, but this time he was supported by Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin was dumbfounded: "Is it really that difficult... This car is not high, you can jump off before you fall down."

Seeing sweat on Miao Cuihua's forehead: "I want to pull this pole, turn left and right, and push the clutch forward, I forgot to jump."

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin said to the clerk: "This car is so short that it can make people fall over. That's very good. Give me ten cars."

Miao Cuihua: "..."

(End of this chapter)