The old man's body was shaken. The first thing that filled his heart was not the pleasure of getting revenge, but worry, "The lives of the old man's family are hanging on by a thread. Don't let other members of the horse bandits come to seek revenge."
My heart says that you are fighting and killing, but we are the ones getting hurt.
Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled, "No matter who comes, tell him that my name is Zhao Chuanxin, and your grandson's master is called Zhao Chuanxin. If something happens again, don't worry about the princes and nobles. Zhao will definitely let him The blood flowed everywhere, and the whole family was slaughtered."
The old man seemed to have never heard of the word "Zhao Chuanxin", but seeing Zhao Chuanxin's words, he believed it.
"But my eldest grandson is still young."
Even if he believed it to be true, the old man still couldn't let go of his grandson.
Zhao Chuanxin cannot take away his grandson with just one word.
In his opinion, Zhao Chuanxin could not be said to be the king of some mountain top. The guy who chopped off chicken heads and burned them with yellow paper led his grandson to become bandits on the mountain.
If that were the case, the old man would have to stop him even if he fought with him.
Zhao Chuanxin smiled slightly, "It's a done deal to accept him as a disciple. But if I don't take him away now, it will give you some time to find out the details about Zhao."
After finishing speaking , Zhao Chuanxin took it into his arms, and there was a bag in his hand. It jingled and was filled with silver coins.
Throwing the bag to the old man, "This is my apprentice's expenses during this period. Eat well and drink well. You can't lose your foundation. The next time you come, I will officially become a disciple."
Take it out again A bag of preserves was stuffed into the arms of the eldest grandson, "You eat it first, and when you're done, let your grandpa buy some for you. If anyone bullies you, tell him that your master is Zhao Chuanxin."
" Master, my name is Yao Bing."
Zhao Chuanxin touched Yao Bing's head, took out gauze and alcohol, disinfected him first, and then wrapped the wound.
Old Yaotou opened the bag and took a look. He had never seen so much silver in his life.
The big money is so good that it can blind people's eyes.
He was breathing rapidly.
Zhao Chuanxin bowed his hands towards Lao Yao, "I still want to chase the Japanese, so take the first step."
After that, he turned around and disappeared.
Old Yao rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not dazzled, and hugged Yao Bing in his arms, fearing that his eldest grandson would sneak away with Zhao Chuanxin.
At the same time, the bag containing silver dollars was clutched tightly in his hand.
Another hour later, countless riders came through the mountains from the west.
The person who came was a half-grown boy, and Old Yaotou recognized him. This kid came with Babu Zabu that day, which frightened him.
This group of people did not have guns, but they had knives and bows on their bodies, and their quivers were full of arrows. They were all powerful prairie men.
He was afraid of robbing him of his money, and even more afraid of someone harming his grandson.
The person who came was none other than Xu Hongyan.
Xu Hongyan dismounted and hurried forward, "Old man, Mr. Zhao has been here."
Old Yaotou directly chose not to hide it this time, "He said his name is Zhao Chuanxin and he has left." , he asked the old manI’m warning you, if anyone dares to hurt the old man’s grandson again, he will slaughter his entire family.”
After that, he looked at the group of people anxiously.
Tell him his name. I don’t know if it works or not
Xu Hongyan was speechless, “I misunderstood, I don’t mean any harm, I want to become my teacher to Mr. Zhao. ”
Old Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked out of curiosity, “Who is this Mr. Zhao?”
Yao Bing’s cheeks were bulging, because there were candied fruits inside. He was reluctant to eat it all in one bite and smacked the taste in his mouth.
He smiled happily and raised his head proudly, "That's my master." "
Xu Hongyan""
I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao didn't want a genius like me to be his apprentice, but he accepted such a little kid from a peasant family
Yes Yes, Mr. Zhao must have accepted him as his disciple out of guilt.
This made Xu Hongyan look at Yao Bing’s ears and thought, I can cut off half of my own ears, as long as he can accept me. As a disciple
He slapped his thigh with regret
He told old Yaotou some of Zhao Chuanxin’s deeds, and also talked about a series of events that happened in the palace of Prince Karaqingong. After hearing the story, Babu Zabu died in such a tragic way.
Old Yao was stunned and said, "This, this"
It was hard for him to believe that a person could be so brave.
Isn’t it said that two fists can’t beat four hands, and a tiger can’t fight a pack of wolves?
Not to mention the era of hot weapons, how can one person defeat a group of people
< p>Seeing that he didn't believe it, Xu Hongyan pointed to the men behind him who were ordered by Jin Jin to escort him, "These good men are all witnesses. "Everyone nodded seriously, really seeing it with their own eyes.
"My master will teach me how to kill thieves in battle. Yao Bing said proudly.
One garlic soaked in ten jars of vinegar makes Xu Hongyan feel sour.
This kid is so cool, why doesn’t Mr. Zhao accept me as a smart guy? Disciple
He said sourly, "Your master is called the God of War, and he has defeated all the invincible opponents in the world. You are really lucky."
Old Yao Tou sighed, "A sword and a gun have no eyes, who are you?" Blessing"
He did not want to send his grandson to the battlefield.
Xu Hongyan said, "Even if you don't go to battle, it will be fun to learn Mr. Zhao's skills and play in the world."
This was also his wish. He was not interested in fighting and killing.
Shiro Yoshida and his party traveled south from KQQ.
They couldn't help but feel sleepy in the morning. They found a place to sleep.
They hit the road again and soon reached the Yudai River.
The river here was wide and difficult to cross. The palace guard said, "Let's go downstream along the river." Find a shallow spot to cross the river, or go around it. "
Yoshida Shiro shook his head, "No, we can't go around. We have to find a way to cross the river. Only then will I feel at ease when we reach the capital as soon as possible. ”
When he first escaped last night, he didn’t feel much.
But the further he walked, the more panicked he became. Especially just now, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.of the chest.
He thought this was an ominous sign.
While walking along the river, I met a bald foreigner taking pictures with a camera.
The two sides met each other, and Yoshida Shiro heard the foreigner say, "Hey, the guy on the horse seems to be Japanese."
Yoshida Shiro's expression changed.
He also looked around and found that the foreigner brought a glass car and a groom, and there was no one else.
The so-called glass carriage is the carriage of wealthy people, the kind with glass windows.
Shiro Yoshida whispered to the palace guards, "Kill this foreigner and the horseman, otherwise they may reveal our whereabouts."
The palace guards immediately shook their heads, "No, the prince told me not to The boundary of Rehe, known as the second capital, is the hunting ground of the royal family. It causes trouble and it is difficult to end it."
Generally speaking, it is difficult for Westerners to distinguish the races of Asians, but this bald foreigner. I happened to recognize him as Japanese.
Shiro Yoshida rolled his eyes and wanted to cook the rice, so he immediately took out his pistol and pointed it at the foreigner.
The foreigners were shocked, "Boss, don't hurt me, I'll give you the money."
In this world, whenever you see an official, a soldier or even a patrolman, you will all be called The boss is right.
Even foreigners understand this.
Yoshida Shiro's gun is double-action, and the trigger is very heavy.
When the foreigners saw him moving his fingers, they were so frightened that they quickly announced themselves, "I am a German architect, Boschmann. You can't kill me."
However, < /p>
Bang
The gun still fired, but it was not from Yoshida Shiro's revolver.
Yoshida Shiro's hand was hit, one finger was missing, and the gun fell to the ground.
"Ah" Yoshida Shiro screamed.
A few dozen meters away, Zhao Chuanxin carried Li Enfield on his shoulders and sped over on the Misty Traveler.
The guards were shocked, and the last one wanted to touch the gun, but Zhao Chuanxin was already close, turned the butt of the gun upside down, jumped up, and hit the guard on the cheek.
The guard fell off his horse immediately.
Zhao Chuanxin held a cigarette in his mouth and pointed his gun at everyone.
A guard said sternly, "We are the guards of the prince's palace, who are you?"
"I am Zhao Chuanxin." Zhao Chuanxin said calmly.
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In one sentence, everyone turns off the fire.
Zhao Chuanxin put down his gun and pulled Yoshida Shiro off his horse.
Yoshida Shiro covered his broken finger and asked in horror, "Impossible, how could you catch up so quickly?"
They had traveled all night and walked half way during the day. hours.
In fact, it didn’t take Zhao Chuanxin an hour to catch up with them.
Including the time he spent tracking clues along the way, there was only one main road leading to Rehe.
Zhao Chuanxin lives inYoshida Shiro's hair raised his head, "Is it your turn to ask questions? Tell me, in addition to Uchida Yasuya, Sato Annosuke, and Hidaka Matsushiro, who is the so-called big shot in the capital?"
This was the purpose of Zhao Chuanxin chasing him first.
Yoshida Shiro’s pupils shrank, he didn’t expect Zhao Chuanxin to know so much.
"I, I don't know"
Zhao Chuanxin raised his knee and bumped it against Yoshida Shiro's crotch.
"Ouch"
"Tell me, who is that person?"
Yoshida Shiro's eyes popped out, "I, I don't know"
Zhao Chuanxin knocked him away with his knee again.
"Ouch"
Everyone watched and tightened their legs, feeling the same.
At this time, the foreigner rolled his eyes and suddenly asked, "Sir, can you tell me who this Japanese is and what his identity is? He just wanted to kill me. I want to report this to the embassy." "
"Haha, his name is Yoshida Shiro, he is a Japanese army lieutenant, and now he is a spy." Zhao Chuanxin did not hide it and let them go.
"My name is Boschmann, Ernst Boschmann, a German architect. I came to inspect various places in China."
"Okay, shut up, I haven't After asking." Zhao Chuanxin was impatient and asked him to tell him his family name.
Berschmann ""
Shiro Yoshida opened his mouth "I"
Zhao Chuanxin raised his knee, and there was another collision.
"Ouch!" Yoshida Shiro howled like a wolf.
He wanted to jump, but Zhao Chuanxin held his hair firmly and kept his head in one position. He couldn't jump at all. He could only cover his crotch with a face full of pain.
"I said, I said that person was the military attache of the embassy, Nozumi Aoki."
Huh
Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes and recalled carefully.
It turns out to be this guy.
This man is known as the "King of Spies" in modern times. It is said that Kenji Doihara also called him the Patriarch.
Even though Zhao Chuanxin was already convinced, he still hit him with his knee again.
"Ouch"
Yoshida Shiro felt that he was probably broken.
Zhao Chuanxin blew a puff of cigarette into his face, "I think you are lying."
"I don't dare, it's really Military Attaché Aoki Nobuzumi, all special mission classes, all Planned it for him."
Zhao Chuanxin picked up Shiro Yoshida with both hands and threw him upwards.
Then he turned around calmly and kicked to the side. Just in time for Yoshida Shiro to fall, he was kicked in the chest.
Crack
A powerful and heavy kick dented Yoshida Shiro's chest.
Flyed out and rolled a few times on the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood and died.
Berschman stepped back in shock and stopped only after hitting the carriage's shaft.
While he was maintaining balance, he accidentally poked the horse in the eye with his finger. The horse kicked up in pain and ran forward wildly. The wheels of the cart ran over Yoshida Shi.Lang's body crashed towards everyone.
Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward, lowered his waist and immediately stretched out his hand to grab the shaft of the cart, shouting "Drink"
The horse was stopped on the spot, and the butt of the cart fell off He lifted half of his head and drifted three meters on the ground.
Everyone was stunned.
I am, what kind of magical power is this?
Zhao Chuanxin straightened up like a normal person and clapped his hands, "Go back and tell Gongsang Norbu that I have killed the person."
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The guards did not dare to move rashly, and all nodded honestly.
Just as Zhao Chuanxin was about to leave, Boschman suddenly said, "Wait, sir, what's your name?"
"Zhao Chuanxin" Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and bounced away He took out the cigarette butt and headed north again. < /p>
Berschman suddenly realized the "Butcher of the Far East"
The guards were shocked and said, "Don't talk nonsense"
If the god of death is lured back, how can everyone survive? uncertain.
Berschmann is a very pure scholar who specializes in architecture and has a great yearning for Chinese architecture. This is already his second visit to China.
Of the six monographs on Chinese architecture he later published, the name Zhao Chuanxin was mentioned in three of them.
He stated in the article that on the emperor's birthday or the New Year, civil and military officials and people from all over the world would gather in temples in every city or village to worship the emperor. When they performed the great ceremony of kneeling three times and prostrating nine times, they always faced the north so that they could face the emperor, the mirror of the sun. But I believe that Zhao Chuanxin will never kneel down. He is a man who does not take the emperor seriously at all
Zhao Chuanxin buttoned up his buttons, put on his diving goggles and hat, and put on his mouth and nose. Covered with an Arabic kerchief.
He now wants to build a motorcycle helmet, but the wind noise is too great.
On the contrary, the clothes have the windproof effect of motorcycle clothes.
He started from Rehe Official Road, arrived at KQQ again in more than half an hour, and continued on his way without stopping.
When they arrived on the grassland, the firepower was in full swing, and the energy of the old sacred fire was continuously output. The Misty Traveler almost flew with him.
Grasslands, fertile fields, and rivers
Boundary monuments such as Dustpan Palm, Xiaotayingzi, Yuanbaowa, and Shenjiawo were left behind.
At such a fast speed, Zhao Chuanxin needs to concentrate fully and maintain a proper forward leaning posture.
Even he couldn't stand it for a long time, so he unsatisfiedly extracted the particle flow from Lord Runzhi's greeting and let the root of the starry sky absorb and accumulate power.
The oxcart carrying grain was swaying along the road. The man leading the ox suddenly looked up and saw smoke and dust billowing in the distance, and then his clothes were picked up by the wind.
He only saw a figure, which came and went quickly. The old cow had just turned his head to look around curiously.Already disappeared on the road.
Ahead, it started to rain very lightly, thin and dense, and the raindrops fell slantingly.
It is so gentle that when people put down their guard, they will feel cold to the bone after a while.
Zhao Chuanxin was so fast that he passed through a dark cloud above his head before his whole body got wet.
The front is full of yellow sand and depopulated. Even if there is farmland, it is dry land. Even weeds do not want to grow here.
Zhao Chuanxin is a little lost.
He leaned back slightly, and the misty traveler's light drew an arc on the ground, causing stones to fly and the dust to sting his nose.
He stopped, put up an awning with his hands and took a quick look, then he saw a ditch in front of him on the right. There seemed to be people in the ditch.
He ran over and saw several families dripping in this low-lying ditch.
"Brother, where is this?"
Zhao Chuanxin raised his head and asked a man who was repairing the roof.
The man stretched out his head and looked at "Zhaowuda League, go down to the ditch."
It's okay that Zhao Chuanxin didn't listen, but when he heard it, he was even more confused: "This place is far from Zheli." "How far is Mumeng keqzyhq?"
The man put down the thatch in his hand and said, "Oh, that's a long way away."
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As long as he says something useful. Yes, Zhao Chuanxin cannot be so popular.
He hissed, "Brother, tell me carefully, I want to go to Prince Bodol's Gatai Palace, which direction should I go, and how far should I go?"
The man thought After thinking about it, he pointed to the east and said, "If you have a horse, you can keep walking, and it will only take you three to four hundred miles. If you want to travel on foot, it will take you ten days and a half, and it will take you five, seven, or eight days. It depends on you." The skin is so tender and the meat is so tender, I’m afraid the horse bandits will intercept it on the way.” Please remember to bookmark it, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft and free reading