mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 153 It Should Be Serious Back then
It is easier to get a false identity now than in later generations.

But Jesse Livermore said he needed to go to New York.

Chatting like this, they talked about Zhao Chuanxin again.

Of course, that's how the conversation went.

Jesse Livermore said: "Have you heard that Zhao Chuanxin, an Asian, is missing. Could he be your compatriot?"

It wasn't that he was suspicious of Zhao Chuanxin, because apparently the newspaper said that Zhao Chuanxin had a beard, and the man in front of him looked very young and had a clean shaven chin.

Jesse Livermore was just probing.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "It's my compatriot."

"Then you are Chinese?"

Even if he lied, Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to say that he was from Japan and South Korea.

So nod.

Says Jesse Livermore, "You have a man of his own that's so strong that he's up against the army alone. Seriously, man, he's a murderer, and I don't think so."

Thomas W. Lawson also said: "I feel the same way. Those people in the west sometimes go too far. Now, they are punished. Shouldn't Zhao be killed?"

Jesse Livermore sneered: "If Zhao was killed or captured, with Roosevelt's temperament, he would have announced it to the world. He is very conceited!"

America's self-proclaimed spirit of freedom is a joke in some respects, but there are some hints of it in others.

For example, scolding the president, ridiculing the president, no matter whether it is in private, in newspapers, or even later on TV media, the people dare to say anything ugly, and there are channels to say it openly.

In China, everyone always likes to make gods.If the god's position falls, the public will insult him.The shit of people on the altar is fragrant, and the perfume that falls on the altar is also smelly.

There is a book called "The Crowd", which roughly means: the brain is a good thing, but it is a pity that the public does not have it.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "I think this person is just average. Apart from being tall and handsome, suave, wise, handsome, and loyal, I really can't find any other advantages."

Jesse Livermore and Thomas W. Lawson: "…"

When they came to the Royal Princeton Hotel, Zhao Chuanxin took out his room card and invited them, "Go to my room and have a drink. We still had a good chat."

The two looked at each other, didn't that just do what they wanted.

As a result, Zhao Chuanxin took them to the top-level suite on the top floor.

The two opened their mouths wide.

Damn, I thought it was a liar, but it turned out to be a master!

"What do you do?"

After being surprised, Thomas W. Lawson asked.

"Oh, do business related to arms, and also do business related to money." Zhao Chuanxin said casually.

Murder and arson are done with ammunition. Isn’t going to the bank to “withdraw money” related to money?

Jesse Livermore: "Arsenals and finance? You're so secretive."

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled: "Well, I'll treat you to a drink today, and then we'll have dinner tonight, let the hotel staff buy tickets, and leave for New York tomorrow."

……

Zhao Chuanxin made full use of his money-making ability.

He treats guests for meals, treats them for drinks, and still treats them for first-class boats.

Even on the boat, Zhao Chuanxin found some extra programs for them to entertain.

Since 1902, in New York City, the price of kosher slaughtered meat has continued to rise. Orthodox Jewish women launched a three-week protest in the Lower East Side of New York, followed by uptown, Bronx and Brooklyn. Similar demonstrations erupted.

In the ten years since then, New York City has been in constant turmoil.

Conflicts of all kinds have always existed.

At this time, New York was indeed like what Li Hongzhang had seen, with all kinds of towering high-rise buildings and crowded streets.

But don't think that it's the same as a modern city.

In fact, many places in New York at this time still have that kind of dirt road. It is impossible to imagine a skyscraper next to it with a dirt road underneath.

But it does look much more advanced than domestic ones, no wonder Li Hongzhang was shocked.

In New York Harbor, the three went ashore.

At this time, Jesse Livermore and Thomas W. Lawson had completely trusted Zhao Chuanxin, and felt that this person was indeed looking for them.

After getting off the boat, the three called a carriage.

"Dude, I need to go back to Thompson Street. My apartment is there. I don't think you'd like it. It's a mess. I'm thinking about moving."

Speaking of houses, Jesse Livermore felt a little inferior.

He felt that with Zhao Chuanxin's financial resources, he must live in a luxurious villa.

But he is really not a poor man. At this time, he already has tens of thousands of dollars in property, which is not a small amount.

He also has the ability to change to a higher-end apartment.

Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the shoulder understandingly: "Everything will be fine, just go to Thompson Street first, and then I will find a hotel nearby and arrange for me and Thomas to stay."

Thomas W. Lawson said, "I'll just go to Jesse's and make do with it."

He is a southerner and has no residence in New York for the time being.

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while and said: "Well, Jesse, you go back and pack up, and then bring the necessary things, I will arrange for you two to stay in a hotel, which will be convenient for our work, and I will cover all the food and lodging .”

The two opened their mouths slightly, but could not speak.

Rich, rich, really let people have nothing to say.

By this time it was getting dark.

The carriage was waiting outside, and the driver waited impatiently, muttering: "Gentlemen, this will delay my earning money, and it's so late, I have to go home too."

Zhao Chuanxin popped out two eagles, and the coachman said, "God bless you, sir."

Thomas W. Lawson was envious.

He also has money, but he is not so rich that Zhao Chuanxin takes money for money.

By the time Jesse Livermore came out of the dark and messy alley carrying the suitcase, it was already too late.

The three of them got into the car, and a few people suddenly appeared at another alley in front of them.

One with a revolver, and others with knives in their hands, stopped the carriage.

"Get out of the car and hand over your valuables."

The coachman chattered: "I said, I said, you shouldn't be out at this time, it's too late, it's really bad, God..."

Before I finished speaking, just listen to bang bang bang...

The man with the gun was down.

He vomited blood continuously from his mouth.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped off the carriage directly, stepped on the corpse and continued to shoot.

bang bang bang...

He emptied the bullet, shot and killed three people, and the other two fled.

Both of them and the coachman were stunned.

They have never seen such a person who shoots directly at a disagreement, without even blinking an eye.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the revolver in the hands of the dead body on the ground, looked at the bullets inside, and then slowly lowered the hammer, pinning it on his back at will.

After getting in the car: "What's the matter? Driver, go on and take us to the designated place."

The coachman continued to drive tremblingly while shouting words such as God bless.

Jesse Livermore asked with a pale face: "You, you, you killed someone?"

"Yes, such a big pile of corpses, can't you see it?"

"But, did you kill someone?"

"Yes, I am in the arms business!"

What?The arms business is killing people with arms?
He thought of Zhao Chuanxin holding a gun to his waist on the beach that day, saying that he should either do him a favor or kill him because he didn't apologize.

He now believes that Zhao Chuanxin should have been serious at the time...

(End of this chapter)