mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 362 He Killed Himself
Edith Roosevelt's promise was certainly worthwhile.

She added: "Wilhelmina and I will be in New York for a few days."

When Zhao Chuanxin heard it, what does this mean?
Is Lao Tzu the kind of person who is obsessed with women?Who do you look down on?

Originally he was reluctant to go to prison, but he was still hesitating.

It can be heard that he waved his hand: "I will not bring weapons to prison, but all my personal belongings must be brought in, otherwise there will be no discussion. Remember, you owe me favors."

There are still two years left in Da Luo's tenure, and I hope this favor will come in handy.

Andrew Miller and Edith Roosevelt rejoice.

Then Edith Roosevelt went to arrange it.

When Edith Roosevelt walked out of the police station.

Wilhelmina looked left and right, wondering, "Why didn't Ethan come out?"

"He did me a favor by going to the prison to protect the prisoner, and it will take a few days before he comes out."

"what?"

A great sense of loss struck, and Wilhelmina staggered backwards involuntarily.

If she leaves, will the two meet again?

Seeing her like this, Edith Roosevelt couldn't bear it.

Who hasn't gone through this stage of love?

She put away her harsh words and persuaded: "Your Majesty, this will happen sooner or later. I hope you can calm down."

"I..." Wilhelmina didn't care to hide it, her eyes were red: "Can I see him again?"

"Your Majesty, we will be in New York for a few days. If the matter is settled, you will see him."

"I must wait for him to come out before leaving, ma'am, this is my insistence."

She also has chips in her hand.

"..."

……

It may be that Edith Roosevelt confessed through his relationship, and the police did not even search the body, so they detained Zhao Chuanxin and Andrew Miller in the same cell.

Currently, there are only the two of them here, and there are still two vacant beds.

Zhao Chuanxin sniffled: "What the fuck does it smell like?"

He went over, rolled up the things on the bed, and threw them on the empty seat.

With a wave of his hand, a new bedding was added.

Seeing his miraculous operation, Andrew Miller didn't dare to talk too much, and honestly huddled in the corner of the bed.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't stay idle, and practiced the power balance technique in the cell.

Andrew Miller couldn't help but stare at him when he saw him stand on his head with two fingers, supporting his entire body weight.

Those who can do this are usually small men, and only appear in later eras.

People nowadays don't have so much to spend.

Like Zhao Chuanxin, who is tall and powerful, he has a strong sense of shock.

He worked tirelessly, switching postures back and forth in the balance of strength, qi and blood, and metabolic balance.

Strength balance consumes physical energy, qi and blood balance increases endurance, and metabolic balance removes lactic acid from the body brought by the former two, allowing muscles to rejuvenate.

That's it, until dinner time.

This is not Zhengbajing prison, but a place where prisoners are temporarily detained.

At meal time, the police stuffed in two dinner plates, which contained hard bread and water, and nothing else.

Andrew Miller carefully bypassed Zhao Chuanxin, picked up the plate on the ground, hesitated, and gave it to Zhao Chuanxin first: "Sir, you eat first."

"Eat a few handfuls, whoever eats this, take it aside."

Andrew Miller was taken aback.

He kindly persuaded: "Sir, I don't know how long I will stay, so I'd better eat something to maintain my strength."

He thought, if Zhao Chuanxin is so hungry and weak, how can he protect him?
After hearing what Andrew Miller said, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Don't eat it too, put it down, what if it's poisonous?"

As he said that, he took out the food supplemented in Kurdex from the secret place.

There are even pineapple slices, with Virginia ham, soft bread, moderate dryness, and canned beef and beans.

Seeing a pile of food appear out of nowhere on the bed, Andrew Miller opened his mouth wide.

"What are you doing? Eat it together."

Pineapple slices with Virginia ham, sandwiched in bread, have a unique taste.

Not to mention the prison, even outside, Andrew Miller can't eat these.

He gobbled it up and sure enough let the cowboys protect him, which is right.

Halfway through the meal, the detention room was opened.

A tall prisoner with a seal beard was brought in.

Wearing a vest and overalls, this person was dirty and had dark eyes.

The cell door slammed shut impatiently.

The seal man Hu looked at Zhao Chuanxin and Andrew Miller, and then at the food on the bed.

Andrew Miller was stiff.

He put down his food and hid aside.

Zhao Chuanxin continued to eat carelessly.

Man Hu, the seal, kicked away the plate on the ground, pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "Go away, leave the food to me!"

Zhao Chuanxin turned a deaf ear.

The atmosphere in the cell was suddenly tense.

Andrew Miller shrank further.

"Are you deaf? I tell you to stop."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head and swallowed the bread: "Draft, what are you talking about? Squat in the corner of the wall."

Seal Hu could hardly believe his ears.

He grinned grimly and walked towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Cross fingers with both hands, press it, and make a creepy rattling sound.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up cursing, first glanced at the man wearing devil crystal glasses, and found that the man had no weapons on him, so he put away the glasses again.

He said: "You fucking think your hands are in the way, don't you? I'll help you."

Saying that, instead of retreating, he rushed towards the man.

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands on his hands and clasped his fingers together.

The seal man Hu was about the same height as Zhao Chuanxin, he gritted his teeth and was ready to exert strength.

He's ready to push.

He's ready to push.

Just stay still, okay?

Andrew Miller was dumbfounded.

What is this doing?
Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth at the seal Hu man.

click...

Gaba...

"Ow..."

Zhao Chuanxin swung his wrist back and forth with unparalleled strength.

Crush the fingers of the seal man!

my cao...

Andrew Miller couldn't believe his eyes.

Is this still a power that humans can possess?

He knew that Zhao Chuanxin was very strong and mysterious.

But I didn't know he was so strong!

Zhao Chuanxin let go, took half a step back, and raised his leg.

boom!
This Spartan asked for directions, lifted the feet kicked by the seal Hu man off the ground, flew backwards, and hit the wall.

Andrew Miller got goosebumps watching it.

Feel the cell trembling!
Zhao Chuanxin spat: "Ah...tui! What the fuck!"

The corner of the seal's mouth was bleeding profusely, and his eyes were distracted.

I twitched a few times and didn't move.

At this time, the police outside the cell may have heard the movement and came in a hurry.

When I opened the door, I saw two prisoners eating, while the new seal was sitting on the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, dying with regret.

His two hands were twisted in strange shapes.

The policeman began to tremble: "What's going on?"

Zhao Chuanxin has a bigger appetite, and practicing the balance technique consumes a lot of energy.

He said while eating: "Oh, that's right. He has been crying since he came in, saying that there is an 80-year-old mother and a baby waiting to be fed. .You saw it too."

"..." No one will believe this nonsense unless you make a cane. The policeman pointed at Andrew Miller: "You tell me."

Andrew Miller nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "That's right, I can prove it."

The policeman was surprised and angry: "Okay, it's very good, just wait!"

With that said, he closed the cell and left in a hurry.

"Sir, what shall we do?" Andrew Miller worried.

"Eat, what else can I do. Life is too short, let's have another bowl."

"..."

Not long after, Francis Collins, the chief of the First Branch of Beit Street, came in a hurry with police officers.

At this time, the police were equipped with simple equipment.

Armed with police wheels and batons, they stared at them.

Francis Collins frowned: "You are the key criminals from above. Don't make trouble for yourself. Come on, what's going on?"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take off his fortitude armor, so he didn't worry about it, and sneered, "Since you know what your superiors have told you, why do you still stuff such a thing in?"

Francis Collins' face froze, and he was angry immediately: "I'm asking you, you have to figure out your identity."

In fact, it was not his arrangement to place prisoners here.

But he has a clear understanding of everything in the police station, and he can roughly understand the reason.

Zhao Chuanxin poured another can of beef into his mouth, picked up the bread and ate it as if no one was there.

Francis Collins was furious: "Don't say it? Are you arrogant?"

He understood it, but he did not allow his majesty to be challenged.

He was born in Brooklyn, New York City in 1870.

He worked in the New York City Police Department for many years and accumulated rich experience in policing and criminal investigation. He was promoted to deputy police chief in 1903 and took over as chief of the first precinct in 1906.

The 37-year-old bureau chief, the leader protects and the people love and loves him. He is so proud of his horseshoe disease. How can he be provoked by criminals?
Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyelids: "Don't be like a dog peeing moss after the rain and can't wait to get out. The water is very muddy, so it's not easy for you to swim."

Usually too complacent, Zhao Chuanxin's calm performance and flat tone made Francis Collins's heart skip a beat.

But the shelf can't fall, he sneered and said: "Immediately, I will send you to Xinxin prison for serious criminals."

Zhao Chuanxin shrugged: "It's up to you, I hope you don't play it off, otherwise you will sit in this position for a long time."

Out of the cell door, Francis Collins said angrily: "Who? Who put that prisoner in? Do you know how much trouble I have caused?"

Everyone bowed their heads, but did not answer.

Francis Collins sneered: "Immediately, immediately, send this hot potato to Sing Sing Prison."

Zhao Chuanxin and Andrew Miller were handcuffed.

Andrew Miller was very observant. He was shocked to find that Zhao Chuanxin's handcuffs disappeared as soon as he put them on.

But he remained silent.

From behind, the officers shoved the two men.

Andrew Miller was pushed and staggered, and Zhao Chuanxin let the police officer do his best, but he remained motionless like cast iron.

Until, he stepped forward by himself.

The policeman gritted his teeth in hatred, and habitually raised his oak baton.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced back at him coldly: "Believe it or not, if you swing the stick down, I won't let you get out of this cell?"

(End of this chapter)