mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 476 The Knights of the Nordic Order

Cixi found it ridiculous.

Are you protesting for a fart?
However, Aixinjueluo Yikuang said: "We should not underestimate the United States. Their fleet still has 15 battleships. Bangji is closed, and there is a lot of worry. There are riots in the south and strong enemies in the west. We must win Handle with care."

Cixi moved her old arms and legs, and said angrily: "What should we do then? We have nothing to do with Zhao Chuanxin."

Aixinjueluo Yikuang said cautiously: "This thief has become popular. If you don't, how about making friends with Zhao Chuanxin? Promise him to be an official. I heard that he was in the United States. At first he also acted according to business rules. He refused If you overstep the rules easily, it should be possible. Wait for him to return to China and keep him stable for two years before making any calculations."

He has been frightened by Zhao Chuanxin's tossing, and now Zhao Chuanxin seems to be more courageous and means stronger than before.

"We will discuss this matter later!"

Cixi was still not reconciled.

Why?

……

At night, Zhao Chuanxin saw the faint thunder light in the direction of Long Island again.

This orderly frequency is certainly not natural lightning.

Could it be that in this world, there is a second person who has mastered Thor's Hammer?
impossible.

Early the next morning, Zhao Chuanxin had breakfast and set off alone.

Passing by the Goldberg mansion, he was stopped by Rachel Kervis.

Zhao Chuanxin opened the carriage door and yawned: "Come up and talk."

Just her.

After Benjamin Goldberg returned home, he told his parents that Zhao Chuanxin was going to take him to the East.

Rachel Kervis and Samuel Goldberg's first instinct was to say no.

Isn't this troublesome?
Why do you really want to abduct their son?

That is Asia, thousands of miles away, across the ocean.

Many people go to other places, and it may be difficult to see them in this life.

But soon after Benjamin Goldberg said Zhao Chuanxin's "buyout offer", Samuel Goldberg immediately misfired.

2 yuan, this money is too important to him, it can completely make him make a comeback.

A son is gone, how about another one?

But the money is gone, and the son still has to suffer.

Besides, Zhao Chuanxin is rich, so he won't make his son suffer.

But Rachel Kervis still disagrees.

Last night, Samuel Goldberg talked a lot in private, and Xiaozhi managed to persuade Rachel Kervis with emotion and reason.

However, Samuel Goldberg couldn't hold back his face, so he encouraged Rachel Kervis to go out to stop Zhao Chuanxin.

After Zhao Chuanxin saw her getting into the carriage, he hesitated for a while, talking nonsense.

"Had breakfast?"

Zhao Chuanxin yawned and said, "It's over."

Rachel Kvis looked at him suspiciously: "Didn't sleep well last night?"

"Ah?" Zhao Chuanxin rubbed his face: "I slept well, but the time was short."

"Why?" Rachel Kervis wondered.

"Because I'm very skilled at the game... What are you doing asking about these things?"

Rachel Kervez is already a little familiar with Zhao Chuanxin's style, and can understand a little bit of his voice.

Immediately, she thought of Miao Cuihua towering into the sky... She was inexplicably a little sour, and felt sour for no reason.

Zhao Chuanxin saw her in a daze, looked at his watch, and said directly: "You are talking nonsense, I am afraid you are not here to ask for money?"

How clever he is.

And she has a thick skin, she doesn't feel embarrassed about anything, and she directly points it out.

Rachel Kerves' embarrassment: "I, I'm not..."

Seeing her appearance, Zhao Chuanxin was speechless, first lit a cigarette, put it in the corner of his mouth, took out a thick wad of money, roughly counted the number of bundles, and handed it to Rachel Kervis.

"Hold the money, 20 yuan notes, 10 stacks, exactly 2 US dollars."

1 pack is $2000.

Rachel Kervis felt ashamed, ashamed.

Zhao Chuanxin stuffed the money into her chest and patted her on the back: "Good boy, take it."

The place where his big hand touched, Rachel Kervis felt as if an electric current passed by, and it was numb.

She pursed her lips tightly: "We borrowed the money."

Zhao Chuanxin blinked: "What do you want to borrow or not? What's the relationship between the two of us? Don't you think so?"

Rachel Kervis asked in a strange way: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Chuanxin just said casually, but was stunned by her question.

"We, we..." Zhao Chuanxin stopped us from coming out, and simply said: "I will be a teacher for one day and a father for life, I am just like Benjamin's father, then look at this relationship..."

Rachel Kervis hurriedly got out of the car: "See you later."

Zhao Chuanxin stroked his hair back with his palm: "I don't know why."

Last night, he confirmed with Abraham Cohen the address to visit today.

The southern front had experienced Zhao Chuanxin's massacre last time, and now there were only stragglers and rogue soldiers left.

Despite the best efforts of Abraham Cohen and the Smith brothers, only a handful of addresses were found.

In the past, Abraham Cohen and the Smith brothers supported Zhao Chuanxin because of their interests and the value of force.

Now, this relationship is more unclear.

Because Jewish ancestry is also considered a discriminated ethnic group, let alone black people.

But Zhao Chuanxin specialized in killing discrimination dogs, and did what they wanted to do but did not dare to do.

There were three or two kittens and puppies, Zhao Chuanxin didn't bother to look for them.

He was going to the Astoria neighborhood in the Long Island area.

Today is Sunday, November 11th.

Zion Anglican Church.

Every once in a while, a large number of men in black clothes gather here, and after worship, they will have a dinner together.

After the service was completed, the church came out in twos and threes.

A group of black-clothed men came to the neighborhood, set up a shelf, took out the prepared mutton and fish for grilling, and Greek salad to eat.

But the weather was bitterly cold, and everyone's hands were red from the cold. No one wanted to touch the salad. They only rushed to the grilled hot grilled fish and mutton. Naturally, wine was indispensable.

"Have you read the newspaper? Yesterday, Zhao Chuanxin killed another man because he was discriminated against."

"Damn Chinaman, if our people don't need to go dormant now, we must plan to kill him."

"Danielson, otherwise we should do it now. As long as we can kill Zhao Chuanxin, we will become famous and KuKloo will rise."

Danielson was a tall, muscular man, thin and angular, with a black cloth wrapped around his head and dark eyes.

He cut the mutton with a knife and said without raising his head: "We have too few people in the Nordic Order Knights. To kill Zhao Chuanxin, at least wait until the legion is formed."

"Actually, Zhao Chuanxin may be very powerful, but if he does mental calculations without intention, he still has a chance of winning. Have you heard a saying? If you are determined to murder someone, the chance of success is more than [-]%."

Danielson said darkly: "If Zhao Chuanxin had a haunt, had the habit of prostitutes or drinking, and got drunk, he would indeed be successful. However, we know nothing about him, except that He is ten times crazier and a hundred times more violent than us..."

Everyone stopped talking.

A stout man threw the iron stick in his hand on the table: "Damn it, we have always troubled them Asians, blacks, and Jews. Why is it the other way around now?"

Danielson looked up and looked around, only to see a pale old man sitting on a park bench not far away.

He said: "Don't worry, the lion also has a nap."

At this moment, he saw a tall Asian youth walking towards them.

Danielson narrowed his eyes.

After the young man approached, he waved to them: "Hey, I'm hungry after I leave, how about some barbecue?"

For some reason, Danielson's eyelids kept twitching.

But before he could speak, the companion's eyes narrowed and he cursed loudly: "Go away, Chinaman, go back to your dirty kennel..."

Before he finished speaking, an ax was chopped on his forehead.

Danielson's complexion changed drastically.

He reached to his waist and pulled out a Colt M1873 Single Action Revolver.

But when his companion saw his teammate being killed, he rushed forward and blocked his shooting vision.

Danielson saw the crowd retreat suddenly, and some people fell.

It turned out that the two people in front suddenly flew upside down, knocking the crowd apart.

Speaking of the Knights of the Nordic Order, they are not vegetarians.

They believe in the Ku Klux Klan, and the Ku Klux Klan believes in white supremacy.

Go to church services and dinner parties, some with guns, and some with knives.

They were dressed in black, similar to pirate costumes.

All are strong and strong.

Danielson saw the man wield an axe, chop left and right, and there was no enemy.

Every time he turned sideways or fell down, he was always able to avoid the attacks of others.

Especially when a teammate suddenly pulled out a gun and shot at him, the Asian youth turned his body slightly and easily dodged.

This is outrageous.

There are more than [-] people on their side, but the young man has only one person.

But by himself, within a few breaths, he cut down five or six people on their side.

I saw the young man raised his hand, and a bolt of lightning shot out from his hand.

yah...

The people in front were strung together into candied haws by lightning.

The muscles in Danielson's cheeks twitched as he watched.

When his teammates died, he also gave up his vision.

The hammer was long gone, and he pulled the trigger.

boom!
The young man bent his legs and dived, crouching low.

Missed.

Danielson: "..."

It's fucking unscientific.

The young man didn't even look at him, how could he dodge the bullet he fired?

Then, he saw the young man raised his left hand, and two bodies flew backwards, knocking down two more people.

what is this?
magic?

The young man took out a whip and whistled beautifully and rhythmically. The whip wrapped around the leg of the fallen person.

The young man pulled the man's body and spun vigorously, sweeping away the three attackers.

What a lot of strength.

Danielson is also known for his strength. He also has flexibility and is a good hand with guns and knives.

But it pales in comparison to that man.

Then the young man sprinted for three steps and jumped up.

He even jumped two meters high.

He lifted his leg and hit a man's head with his knee.

The teammate's neck was bent back sharply, and Danielson saw his teammate's face was crushed.

I boil...

Finally, they were all frightened by the beating, and retreated with a bang, moving towards Danielson.

Because Danielson is the backbone of the team.

Danielson yelled: "Stop, who is here? You have no grievances or enmity, why did you kill someone?"

(End of this chapter)