mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 1014 You, you, don’t do stupid things
Zhao Chuanxin brought a few bottles of iced soda to the fat man in the White House Tavern.

The well in the white house was dug out by Zhao Chuanxin when he was digging the bunker. It is buried deep underground and is icy cold. Aguire Ida usually drinks iced beer in the well. The well mouth is just behind the bar.

He also gave the fat boy a copy of "Classic of Mountains and Seas" with pictures. Zhao Chuanxin took out his wireless mobile phone and dialed a call to fly into the sky.

He just had the attitude of giving it a try.

To his shock, the call was picked up.

"Zhao Xin, is that you, Zhao Xin?" Gulizar's voice rang out.

The signal is smooth.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows and looked at his watch: "Gulizar, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Zhao Xin, I thought you would call me again, so I moved this Thousand Miles Voice Transmitter into the house."

There was no trace of annoyance at being woken up in her voice, only surprise.

His voice sounded silly, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

"Okay, go to bed, or you'll get wrinkles."

"Ah? Really? Well then, you go to sleep too."

Zhao Chuanxin hung up the phone with a smile.

Juvencio Torric looked up and said, "Don John Constantine, you must love that woman very much. I have seen you smile like this."

Zhao Chuanxin took out a small plate and filled it with beef jerky, salmon, tea eggs and some preserved fruits. "What do you know at such a young age? Stop talking nonsense."

Among them, Zhao Chuanxin hated dried salmon the most. It was a seafood shipped from Japan, sold at 2 copper yuan per piece. It was cheap, salty and delicious.

Yet Juvencio Torique eats them all, shockingly.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Chuanxin picked and chose from the warehouse and took out a pair of children's leather shoes that cost one dollar in China and gave them to him.

This was one of the goods that was taken back when the Japanese Ikeda Western Goods Store was raided on Sakhalin Island. There's no point in leaving it like this.

Juvencio Torique couldn't put it down.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled - he had finally repaid the favor of this silly boy Chai Dao for his help.

Later that night, Justino returned: "Don John Constantine, the joint law enforcement team went to Sacabo Astra, Pablo and Aguirre Ida are watching there, I came back to report."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "I'm back. You stay at home and watch the door. I'll be back soon."

Sakabo Astra is less than thirty kilometers southwest of Quetzalan.

Thousands of households, three markets and six streets.

Green porcelain shines brightly, zithers play in the dance halls, and merchants and travelers come and go.

Just because it is very close to Puebla.

Sabino Canovas is resting at the local police station.

Aguire Ida and his two companions hid in a nearby cockfighting arena and watched secretly.

Suddenly, the crowd was pushed aside and Zhao Chuanxin walked in front of them.

"Don John Constantine, when did you arrive?"

Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck and said, "You guys stay here and guard."

After saying that, he walked into the police station.

The police at the door stopped him: "What are you doing? We are not accepting reports today."

Zhao Chuanxin held the policeman's head and slammed it against the door frame.

bang.

The policeman rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

When the passers-by saw this, they screamed and fled in all directions. After running a short distance, they turned back to look at the excitement, wanting to know who was so bold as to break into the police station.

The police station heard the noise and two more policemen came out.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and threw two lightning-fast punches, accurately hitting the two men's larynx.

The two men staggered back, holding their necks.

People outside are annoyed by what they see.

The attack was so swift and the beating was so vicious.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped onto the wall and aimed his Mondragon rifle.

bang, bang, bang...

Sabino Canovas had just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard the gunshot, he tensed up: "What happened?"

Those who went out to check were shot in the head by Zhao Chuanxin who was on the wall.

"Someone attacked the police station."

"What a courage!"

Zhao Chuanxin walked on the top of the wall, dodged the window, avoided ten thousand points of attack, and kept pulling the trigger, hitting the target with every shot.

Everyone in the police station went to the backyard.

At this time, a policeman who had gone to the market heard the gunshots and came back to help. Seeing Zhao Chuanxin on the wall about to shoot, Agulei Ida gripped the knife tightly and stabbed the policeman in the back.

puff……

The policeman turned his head with difficulty and saw the boy with a hideous face.

Pablo saw Aguirre Ida killing the police, which meant that there was no turning back for them. This was the Mexican version of "killing officials and rebelling."

So he looked at Miguel Esteban and stabbed the policeman who came back from outside with a knife.

When the crowd looked over, they saw that it was not only the guy on the wall, but also his helpers outside. The blood was splattered all over themselves, and they were so scared that they continued to run away.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a bottle of tequila, stuffed a piece of cotton cloth into the bottle mouth, lit the cloth soaked with alcohol, and threw it towards the police station below.

After a few Molotov cocktails, the police station was engulfed in flames.

Zhao Chuanxin sat on the top of the wall, waiting for the rabbit to come out, and shot them one by one.

At this time, he simply used the long magazine with thirty rounds of ammunition.

In a moment, some were choked to death, some were burned to death, and some were killed by Zhao Chuanxin's gun. The rest fled to the backyard, tied the horses' stirrups, and escaped through the back door.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up at this moment, ran along the wall, and continued shooting in the backyard.

Sabino Canovas escaped, and when he looked back at the man on the wall from a distance, he gnashed his teeth in hatred: "Just wait, I will come back for revenge!"

But the man on the wall pointed at him and took out a bigger and longer gun.

boom.

Sabino Canovas, who was gritting his teeth on horseback, had his head shattered, and bones, flesh, skin, red and white things splattered all over his accomplices nearby.

This scene is the most devastating.

It was the extra-large sniper rifle that Zhao Chuanxin made back then.

"Ah... help..."

The remaining police officers fled as fast as the wind.

Zhao Chuanxin put away his gun and jumped off the wall.

The local police chief crawled out of the sea of ​​fire, rolled on the ground to put out the flames on his body, and when he looked up, he saw Zhao Chuanxin standing in front of him with his back to him.

The sheriff lay on the ground, raised his head, and said fiercely: "You are dead."

Zhao Chuanxin stepped on a stone and poked backwards. The stone rolled under the sheriff's face. Zhao Chuanxin didn't even turn his head. He stretched his feet backwards and pressed down with his heels on the back of the sheriff's head.

puff.

Press down, poof...

After repeating this five times, the sheriff's body twitched and his face was unrecognizable.

The people around were silent.

Zhao Chuanxin spat and came to Pablo with a gun in hand: "Go find the deserters of the Quetzalan Country Patrol and ask them to gather together."

Pablo swallowed and obeyed instinctively: "Yes."

Pablo didn't know where these people lived or what their identities and backgrounds were.

Soon, all the people were gathered.

These people thought that Pablo and the other four were doomed to die, so they were not too scared when they were found, but they felt a little embarrassed.

More than 20 people gathered together, exchanging glances, as if to say - if he dares to settle the score later, we will do it once and for all...

Pablo's heart was beating fast. He had a sullen face but did not dare to say anything harsh.

Because there were only three of them at the moment, while these deserters had more than twenty men under their command, all armed with guns and live ammunition, if a real fight broke out, the three of them would be no match at all.

The atmosphere was weird and the scene was tense, and Zhao Chuanxin appeared mysteriously again.

When Zhao Chuanxin appeared in front of everyone, he caused a small commotion.

After all, Don John Constantine's bravery in the previous bandit suppression campaign was still vivid in our memory.

But at such a close distance, and with everyone carrying a gun, they weren't too worried.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take a gun, but a long stick made of white quercetin with a sharp point on the front.

He walked back and forth in front of everyone, staring into their eyes: "Deserter?"

Some people gave up under tremendous pressure: "You have provoked the executioner General Victoriano Huerta, and hundreds of people are coming to arrest you. Do you want us to die with you?"

He looked at Zhao Chuanxin viciously.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "I am planning to let you die."

"Damn, you can try..."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled slightly, leaped forward and thrust his spear, the wooden stick pierced into his eyes and went through his brain.

He pulled out the wooden spear, and the opponent's eyes fell out and he knelt on the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin danced the flowers over his back and shook off the blood beads.

The others were horrified when they saw this. They didn't expect Don John Constantine to attack as soon as he said so, so they hurriedly wanted to take out the rifles they were carrying to fight back.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and fired his gun, knocking one of the men away.

Feng nodded, and one person's forehead was pierced by hard white quebrachoa.

He jumped, raised his tail like a tiger, and ripped open a man's stomach.

Step in and draw your gun, and you will die.

Die while searching for a snake in the grass.

A sudden attack, death.

Aguire Ida and his men were dazzled. In a moment, six of the deserters were killed by Zhao Chuanxin in a miserable way.

I blanch.

Aguilera Ida and his men were terrified. This John Constantine could kill people with anything, including a rifle, a knife, a sharpened piece of wood, and even his bare hands...

The remaining deserters dared not move. Zhao Chuanxin pulled back and dragged, the end of the wooden spear pierced the ground, three inches deep, the tip of the spear trembled slightly, just enough to shake off the flesh and blood hanging on it.

This move was exactly the one Zhao Zhongyi used when he, Zhao Zhongyi and Liu Baogui ambushed the gang on the road. The butt of the gun broke the gang's bones.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin came and was even more powerful than Zhao Zhongyi, and even the sharpshooter Li Shuwen was no match for him.

Zhao Chuanxin asked without blushing or panting, "I'll let you die, who among you dares not die?"

The other deserters trembled in fear and said nothing.

Zhao Chuanxin raised the muzzle of a gun to a man and said, "Come on, don't say I didn't give you a chance to pull the trigger."

The man became angry, his face became ferocious, and he was about to click his finger.

Zhao Chuanxin twitched the corner of his mouth, and his body moved faster than the other man's fingers. He slightly leaned to avoid him and at the same time pinched the other man's fingers, then broke his index finger by using the trigger guard.

"Ow..."

Zhao Chuanxin held his head and threw it onto the tip of the wooden spear standing on the ground.

puff……

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the next person and said, "I'm asking you to die, will you die?"

He was angry not because these people were deserters, but because they took away their horses when they fled, leaving Aguirre Ida and his men no chance to escape.

If I hadn't arrived in time, Aguire Ida and the others would have been in great danger.

Moreover, he even did not spare his own counterfeits.

Damn!

The man immediately peed his pants: "I, I, I'm dead."

It's so fucking brutal.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the next person's forehead and said, "I'm asking you to die, will you die or not?"

"I...die."

Zhao Chuanxin said, "Remember what I said today. If I tell you to die, you must die in battle. If you do it again, I will not only kill you, but I will also kill your entire family."

After that, let Pablo deal with these people.

Aguire Ida quickly followed Zhao Chuanxin and asked him carefully: "Don John Constantine, where are you going?"

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigar and said, "Let's go to Torreón."

Aguire Ida was anxious: "What if the joint law enforcement team comes back to attack us? We are outnumbered and can't resist them?"

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the copper eye on his chest and said, "Wear it tightly. With it, nothing will happen to you."

Zhao Chuanxin has no intention of taking back this No. 21 copper eye.

Aguirre Ida was obedient and wore it until the day he died. In the end, he was the only one who died of old age. The rest, including Pablo, died suddenly...

Before his death, Aguilera Ida told his descendants that this was his life-saving talisman and they treated it as a family heirloom!

……

It is about 100 kilometers from Quetzalan to the seaside, and more than 600 kilometers from the sea to the mouth of the Grand River in Port Mansfield, which takes a total of one hour.

At this time, Texas had already belonged to the United States, and the Rio Grande became the dividing line between Mexico and the United States.

On both sides of the river, cotton, sorghum, vegetables and other grains are grown, and cattle and sheep eat leisurely in the pastures.

The fertile fields stretch for thousands of miles and are extremely magnificent.

70 kilometers later, Zhao Chuanxin passed through Matamoros.

200 kilometers later, Zhao Chuanxin arrived in Reynosa.

Going ashore from here and heading west, the fertile plains turn into sparse forests, and then to dry and barren rocky mountains, transforming into another kind of magnificence.

From landing, Zhao Chuanxin ran more than 900 kilometers and took two hours to reach Tuoleweng City.

When getting off the car, my waist is inevitably a little stiff.

After walking for two miles, Zhao Chuanxin saw a Mexican wearing a wide-brimmed hat riding a pony slowly on the dirt road.

He stopped the Mexican and said, "Sell me the horse."

"Not for sale."

Zhao Chuanxin took out 10 pesos and said, "Sell it to me."

"Add money."

Zhao Chuanxin took out another real and said, "Sell it to me."

"not enough."

Zhao Chuanxin pulled him off the horse and slapped him twice: "Fuck you, are you going to sell it now?"

"Sell it, sell it, you can ride it away."

Zhao Chuanxin threw 10 pesos on the ground, but picked up 1 reais.

Mexican:"……"

When he was overseas, Zhao Chuanxin acted without restraint, and murder and arson were just commonplace for him.

He is nice to others, but others may not be kind to Chinese people.

Although the horse was short, it was quite strong and carried Zhao Chuanxin slowly into the city.

The city of Torreón looks like an earthen city, desolate to the eyes.

But there is a tram in the city, which was invested by Kang Youwei's Royalist Club.

Not far away, Zhao Chuanxin saw the Huamo Commercial Bank, which was also established by Kang Youwei's Company to Save the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

In that vicinity, Zhao Chuanxin went to the door according to the address provided in Situ Meitang's telegram.

This is a laundry room. Zhao Chuanxin walked in and asked, "I'm here to see Chen Bangshu."

When Chinese people live abroad, there are several things they must do. One is to participate in railway construction, two is to work in mines, three is to work in agriculture, four is to sell vegetables, fruits and department stores, and five is to run a laundry.

Wherever there are Chinese people, the laundry room is definitely run by Chinese.

After hearing this, the laundry woman shouted in a dialect that Zhao Chuanxin could hardly understand.

Then she lowered her head and continued washing clothes.

After a while, a man with a long yin-yang braid, a melon-shaped hat, and a gown came out.

The man was in his forties or fifties, and Zhao Chuanxin couldn't tell because many people in that era looked old.

But when you get old to a certain point, age seems to be frozen.

The man pushed up his glasses and said, "I am Chen Bangshu. May I ask who you are?"

He looked at Zhao Chuanxin with some timidity. Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was tall and strong, with no expression of emotion on his face, he thought that Zhao Chuanxin was here to cause trouble.

Zhao Chuanxin reached behind him with both hands, and in his left hand there appeared a bag of bananas, a bag of crabs, a bag of eggs, and a half-meter-long Gulf herring; in his right hand there appeared a jar of stew pot, a bottle of tequila, a bag of rice produced outside the Great Wall, and a bag of salted duck eggs.

Chen Bangshu was confused: "This is..."

Even the woman who was washing clothes looked up. Her dry face softened a lot. She wiped the water stains on her hands on her apron and stood up to answer it.

However, Chen Bangshu stopped him and still looked at Zhao Chuanxin in confusion, waiting for his explanation.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded secretly: Don’t take advantage of others easily.

He smiled and said, "Situ asked me to come find you."

He deliberately did not give his full name, fearing that it would cause trouble for Chen Bangshu.

Chen Bangshu's eyes lit up and he held out his hand: "Come in."

Zhao Chuanxin followed him to the backyard and handed all the gifts to the laundry woman.

The other person reached out to take it and ducked down.

Even though Zhao Chuanxin seems to be doing it easily, it’s not so easy for her to do it.

The things in both hands weigh nearly 200 kilograms.

But the woman was smiling.

It's obvious that the eggs were not laid by Mexican chickens. This kind of rice is very popular overseas. The city of Torreón is located inland, and the shrimps and crabs in the sea are also rare and delicious.

Chen Bangshu arrived at the backyard and complained, "Brother Situ's friend brought such an expensive gift."

"They are all local specialties." Zhao Chuanxin said straight to the point: "You know why I'm here. Tell me where Kang Youwei is."

Chen Bangshu was surprised: "You look exhausted. Have some tea to quench your thirst before we go."

The dust and dirt are all collected by riding horses. The sealed space of the third generation of Youlong is enough for running even on the moon without getting your clothes dirty.

"That's not necessary. Come to the backyard as you like. I'm just worried that it might cause you trouble."

Seeing that this man was open-minded and had gifts and was thinking about him, Chen Bangshu felt touched and thought to himself - he is worthy of being Brother Situ's friend, experienced and considerate.

"Okay, let's go out the back door."

The two went out and walked through the alley. After a while, they came out of the alley and onto the main road.

A group of people gathered near a department store.

It was quite lively inside, with people clapping and making noises from time to time.

Zhao Chuanxin approached and heard the person standing on the table say: "The Chinese are despicable and shameless. They not only took away our jobs and jobs, but also made a fortune in our city of Torreón. They hoarded gold and silver and sent the wealth back to China..."

Zhao Chuanxin was secretly happy after hearing this.

This is indeed the style of Chinese people, and he is right.

Next, the man continued with saliva flying: "The Chinese are very dangerous in terms of relationships between men and women with their sweet words and flattery. They can easily deceive our women. This is not fair competition. Women only see that they are honest and will not hit women, and that they accumulate wealth, but they don't know their sinister intentions. These Chinese have monopolized the department store and vegetable industries, which is going to cut off our livelihood. I think the Chinese should be driven away..."

Among the crowd, only two or three out of ten people agreed with his words.

But Zhao Chuanxin knew that the lower-class people were ignorant and could be easily instigated and deceived, so he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

He said to Chen Bangshu: "Do you recognize this person?"

"I know him. His name is Jesus Frances. The woman he liked ended up falling in love with our Chinese guy. Because of love turning into hate, he would bewitch people from time to time."

Zhao Chuanxin stopped and asked: "Didn't you sense the danger?"

"Just ignore him."

This is the normal attitude of Chinese people overseas when facing injustice and shitty things - it's better to have less trouble than more.

Even if they are killed, they will most likely remain silent and stop doing what they want.

Of course, the consequences of resistance may be even more serious.

However, not resisting is equivalent to being labeled as an easy target.

In short, no one wants to be the first to stand out.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the street corner ahead and said, "Wait for me over there for a while."

Chen Bangshu knew Situ Meitang's identity and knew that Situ Meitang's friends were definitely not the right ones, so he immediately asked nervously: "You, you, you should not do anything stupid..."

(End of this chapter)