The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 491 Houston, are you ready?
Draw again.

This time it was a dark blue checkered box with two machine guns inside, the West Coast 1880 that had just been manufactured not long ago, and five boxes of 7.92mm machine gun bullets, each box containing 1200 rounds.

"Tsk!" Chen Zhengwei was not surprised by this result. As long as his factory could produce something, the roulette wheel could also produce it.

And the performance is much better than that produced by the factory.

So he had been keeping the number of draws, just to wait until the shipyard produced the battleships and then try to see if he could draw a battleship.

"lottery!"

The edges of the lattice flashed gold again.

"It's always the blueprint this time, right?"

Chen Zhengwei is still very interested in the drawings he can draw.

Last time, I drew a complete set of blueprints for the HMS Dreadnought battleship.

"It's indeed a blueprint..." Chen Zhengwei smiled as he looked at the blueprint that appeared in the grid.

Moreover, the number of drawings this time is surprisingly quite large, apparently half of that of the HMS Dreadnought battleship.

"Is this a wireless...telegraph?" After taking out the stack of drawings, Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows.

And it is a complete wireless telegraph system.

Including the design drawings of wireless telegraph stations and wireless telegraph machines, which are not only very useful on ships, but also on land.

Teams outside can send messages at any time even in the wilderness.

On the ship...it is even more convenient to rob in the Pacific Ocean, and messages can be delivered to the ship at any time.

Although there is no principle...but as long as there is a design drawing, it will be easy to reverse the principle.

And Chen Zhengwei doesn't care about the principle, as long as it works.

Chen Zhengwei took a special look at it and found that this thing used a hand-cranked generator and did not even require a stable power supply.

In other words, this thing would not be much more advanced than the era in which he lived, and his laboratory would most likely be able to manufacture it according to the blueprint.

Putting the stack of drawings aside, Chen Zhengwei continued to draw the lottery.

1.8 attribute points.

Then there are six mastery skill points.

Then another master-level skill point.

Ten boxes of .44 pistol ammunition, each box contains 2000 rounds.

Three boxes of grenades, 30 grenades in each box.

"No more?" Chen Zhengwei finished his eight single draws and was about to click the lottery wheel when he was stunned and counted his gains in disappointment.

The biggest gain was a complete set of wireless telegraph drawings.

Other things like master-level skill points and attribute points are also okay.

The others aren't too bad, even ordinary bullets can be used.

Especially since it can be taken out at any time, so as to avoid the situation of not having enough bullets like last time in Chicago.

What made Chen Zhengwei unhappy was that after the roulette wheel was upgraded, not only the garbage that was originally used to pollute the prize pool was gone, but even the Liuwei Dihuang Pills were gone.

That’s the fucking problem.

Chen Zhengwei glanced at his own attributes with a bad look.

Then I added 0.6 to Strength, 0.6 to Agility, and 0.6 to Constitution.
Attribute becomes strength 2.7
Agile 2.8
Physique 3.2
The warm current was still flowing through his body, and Chen Zhengwei once again felt his muscles begin to swell and his clothes begin to tighten.

Then he opened the skill bar and took a look.

Throw two Mastery skill points into Hand of War and Fighting.

The skills then become:
Insight (Master) LV9, Hand of War (Master) LV9, Fighting (Master) LV8, Precision Shooting (Master) LV7, Danger Detection LV6, Battlefield Intuition LV6, Hammering LV5, Weapon Control LV4, Artistic Expression LV4, English LV3, Throwing LV3, Center Stage LV1.

In fact, when the skill is upgraded from LV8 to LV9, there is no qualitative change. What is added is a little more aura during combat.

However, after his fighting skills were improved again, his bones became harder and heavier again, and his skin became more resilient.

Chen Zhengwei always felt that skill level 9 was not the limit, he just hadn’t found a way to break through yet.

It looks like we’ll have to wait until the end of the year when the number of draws is refreshed to see if we can win anything.

As for that LV1 in the center of the stage...it's like a sitting duck on the battlefield.

Chen Zhengwei walked to the mirror and tore his suit into pieces, revealing his strong body.

I measured myself on the scale next to the mirror and found that I had indeed grown taller.

I'm exactly 1 meters tall now, and although my body shape hasn't changed, I seem to have gained a little weight.

He took out a set of clothes from the system and put them on. The clothes drawn from the system always fit him perfectly, which was what he was most satisfied with.

Afterwards, Chen Zhengwei asked someone to call Rong Jiacai back and threw the thick stack of drawings to him.

"I just forgot about this. Ask the people in the lab to make it for me!"

"Let them sign the confidentiality agreement!"

In the evening, while Chen Zhengwei was having dinner, he casually said to Lin Changning: "I'm going out tomorrow."

"How long?" Lin Changning stopped eating with chopsticks and looked up at him.

"About one or two months." Chen Zhengwei said casually.

In fact, he still wanted to go out and have a look. There were too many women in San Francisco, and he had to spend a lot of time with them every week.

You can change to a new one every day when you go out.

"Very serious?"

"Not really, it's just that some people are brave. I will teach them how to face me." Chen Zhengwei responded nonchalantly.

"Where are you going?" Lin Changning asked calmly while eating.

"Houston!"

"Be careful!"

"Can they bite me?" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

"After all, we are separated by two states. Be careful that the US government may not be honest!" Lin Changning said.

She was very confident about Chen Zhengwei's skills. She had never seen anyone more talented than Chen Zhengwei.

Especially Chen Zhengwei's intuition, he has a terrifying ability to sense danger, as if he can predict the future.

However, it is easy to dodge a spear, but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark.

Chen Zhengwei always makes a lot of noise, he will definitely be targeted.

"They will be honest!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

……

An office of the Winchester Arms Repeating Company in New Haven, Connecticut.

"What you want me to see had better interest me!" William Winchester said, looking at the people opposite him.

"You'll be interested!"

One of the middle-aged men opened the bag in his hand, took out a submachine gun and placed it on the table.

The moment he saw the gun, William Winchester's expression changed and his eyes became hot.

He knew what weapon it was, he had heard it described many times, and he had his company develop this kind of firearm, but some problems had been bothering them.

I didn't expect that he would appear in front of me like this.

"What do you want?" William Winchester suppressed his anger and asked the other party. He did not even ask how the other party got the gun. It was definitely not given to them by the Chinese.

So, there are some things that are better not to know.

"We need this kind of gun and bullets!" the other party said.

"It's impossible in a short time! The structure of this gun is very complicated. It will take a long time to study the principle and redesign it."

"And the bullets for this gun require a unique gunpowder formula!" said William Winchester.

"Oh, you know it so clearly?" The other party was a little surprised.

"Of course, I'm an expert in this area!" William Winchester raised his head slightly, leaned back in the chair, and changed into a comfortable position.

In fact, at the Annapolis battlefield, they collected a lot of slugs and, and got a little bit of gunpowder remnants.

Combined with the comparison of the on-site situation, he knew very well that Chen Zhengwei had a special formula of gunpowder.

Not only is there no smoke, but it is also much more powerful than black powder.

As for the complicated structure of the gun...isn't that natural? Even though he had just seen the real thing, he could imagine how complicated the structure inside would be.

"I can give you some money! First, let me ask you, do you have bullets?" William Winchester asked.

The other party took out ten bullets and threw them on the table one by one. Each bullet made a crisp sound when it hit the table.

William Winchester was even more excited.

"Ten thousand dollars, what do you think?"

"One hundred thousand!"

"This is just a gun and ten bullets. There are many more guns like this! Their actual price will not exceed three hundred dollars." William Winchester suppressed the enthusiasm in his heart and rejected the other party's asking price.

After some bargaining, William Winchester spent 45,000 US dollars to buy the gun and bullets from the other party.

He urgently needed to understand the structure of this gun and the gunpowder composition of the bullet!
……

At noon the next day, Chen Zhengwei brought eight bodyguards and a dozen people including Green and boarded a ship to Los Angeles.

A day later, the ship arrived in Los Angeles.

"Is the train arranged?"

"It's all arranged. We'll be leaving in three hours. Brother Wei, you said to keep a low profile. We've booked two soft sleeper cars, which can accommodate 24 people. The conductor doesn't know who the passengers are, and he won't ask!"

"Very good!" Chen Zhengwei nodded with satisfaction.

"Let's find a place to eat first!"

After dinner, Chen Zhengwei took more than 20 people to the train station in a low-key manner, boarding the train early to avoid other passengers.

Otherwise, with his height of 1.9 meters and the light shining on him, he would be easily visible even if he was standing in a crowd.

Although it was an ordinary soft sleeper car, the entire car was filled with his people, which was convenient.

More than an hour later, with the sound of the train's whistle and the vibrations in the carriage, the train slowly left the train station and entered the wilderness of the West.

A day later, a large number of security company personnel boarded the ship at the San Francisco dock.

At the same time, the battleship Warrior, along with several Tell-class gunboats, left San Francisco and sailed north for a training exercise along the west coast.

Such a big move reached the ears of the Ministry of Justice via telegram in just half a day, and then was put in front of the president.

"What is he going to do? Has anything big happened in this country recently? Where are these people going?"

Every time President Rutherford Hayes saw news about Chen Zhengwei, he either felt furious or terrified.

In the Battle of Chicago, Chen Zhengwei only had 800 men.

In the Battle of Annapolis, Chen Zhengwei only mobilized 1000 people.

However, this time there were no less than two thousand people on board the ship at the port of San Francisco. What should he do?
And what was he going to do with that damn fleet he'd bought from the damn Brits?
"We are also investigating what exactly happened!" said the Attorney General.

"I don't want to have to wait until something happens before we realize what's going on. I don't want to wake up one day and see that Chinese man standing at the door of the White House!" Rutherford Hayes said with great dissatisfaction.

"I want you to find out what happened and what he was going to do as quickly as possible!"

The Attorney General was somewhat embarrassed.

"Also, why are his ships still there?" Rutherford Hayes brought up the old matter again.

"We have arranged elite personnel to go to San Francisco, but we have not been successful yet. The other side's guards are very tight, and we are still looking for opportunities." said the Attorney General.

He hadn't received the news yet that the person he arranged to meet last night was taken to the police station after a conflict with a "drunk" in the bar.

"I know it's not easy, but we have to do something for this country!" President Rutherford Hayes' tone softened.

He still has more than seven months left in his term, and during this period he must do something.

For this country!

……

Another day passed, and a train slowly pulled into the Houston train station.

Steam from the train filled the train station. As the door opened, Chen Zhengwei, wearing a red suit, walked out of the carriage.

Then Green led his men to surround Chen Zhengwei.

But even so, ordinary passengers who got off the train also looked in this direction.

Chen Zhengwei is really too eye-catching.

Moreover, the people surrounding him were all wearing dark gentleman's suits and soft hats, and they all had a tough temperament.

Chen Zhengwei stretched himself and grinned.

"Houston!"

"Are you guys fucking ready?"

Just a smile made many passengers who were looking over here subconsciously look away and dared not look any longer.

"Let's go to the best hotel here first, and then you can contact Schultz!" Chen Zhengwei strode out of the station and instructed Green at the same time.

He came here without informing Schultz in advance.

Except for people around him, he usually does not reveal his whereabouts to avoid being ambushed.

Soon, Chen Zhengwei stayed in the best hotel in Houston.

More than half an hour later, Schultz hurried to the hotel with his men.

When I arrived at the penthouse suite, I saw Chen Zhengwei standing in front of the window smoking a cigar, his eyes looking out at Houston.

"Boss! Why are you here?" Schultz stood behind Chen Zhengwei. After he took off his hat, he saw gauze wrapped around his head and his ears were also wrapped in it, with blood oozing out.

Chen Zhengwei turned around, looked at him, and suddenly kicked him.

The big man weighing 170 to 180 kilograms was kicked by Chen Zhengwei and flew more than three meters into the air before falling to the ground and sliding away.

Schultz fell to the ground, unable to even breathe.

He opened his mouth for a long time, and suddenly, like a fish on the shore, he took a deep breath. His forehead and back were soaked with sweat and he was in so much pain that he couldn't get up.

After about five minutes, he finally held his stomach and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Boss, it's our fault!" Schultz stood there obediently, still feeling scared about the kick from Chen Zhengwei.

Even a tough guy like him who had experienced countless fights felt that he would be kicked to death.

The boss is getting more and more terrifying.

"If I don't come, who will collect your bodies?" Chen Zhengwei glanced at him and then sat on a chair beside him.

"Tell me what happened!"

(End of this chapter)