The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin began to behead his head and expose his horns in 1907.

Albert Patterson tells the story of these things one by one, from Zhao Chuanxin bombarding the Forbidden City, to making a big fuss in New York, to chiseling warships behind, to smoothing out ghost-Beijing.

"Even with current military power, no country dares to say that they can kill Zhao Chuanxin. On the contrary, as long as he wants, he can erase Alabama from the map. He just wants to hide his name now, but you If you have to force him to take action, why are you not a fool?”

"I..." John Patterson strongly defended: "But we can't confirm that he is Zhao Chuanxin."

"Then you have to test the law with your own body? Can you bear the price? Do you know why the people in those gangs suddenly disappeared? You check the files carefully. Whenever someone poses the idea of ​​the community over his side, these people will Missed within three days. Alabama has today, Zhao Chuanxin was killed. Damn, why don’t you understand?”

John Patterson's spine was cold.

He knew many gang members were missing.

It was the kind of complete disappearance without any trace.

Like the former leader of the Dixie Gang, Hoyt Shepard and second son Jimmy Matthews, they disappeared overnight.

It turned out that it was Zhao Chuanxin who did it.

Zhao Chuanxin used the killing to build the community there into a famous safe area in the villages of 10 miles, so many rich people moved in.

It was originally a Chinese community, but it attracted many white middle-class people.

John Patterson didn't know that everything Zhao Chuanxin did was just for Zang Meiling.

He asked, "What should I do now?"

Old Patterson sighed, "I'll go see him with you."

When they came the next day, Zhao Chuanxin was making magic for Zang Meiling.

Zang Meiling has nothing to do with Piaoliang. She has gained a little weight, but her skin is still dark.

She was very cheerful and leaned back and forth when she smiled.

Zhao Chuanxin became more and more convinced that this was grandma, at least what was in her body was grandma's soul.

"Guess which hand do you have?"

"I guess, this one."

Zhao Chuanxin opened his palm and it was empty.

"I guess, that hand."

Zhao Chuanxin closed one hand and opened the other, empty.

"You have the ability to open both hands."

Zhao Chuanxin opened one with a smile.

Zang Meiling went to take his other hand: "You must have hidden it."

After taking away Zhao Chuanxin's other hand, Zhao Chuanxin closed one.

She bent over with a smile: "Hahaha, just tease me!"

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked.

In the past, he always sang against her grandmother and deliberately angered her, so her grandmother would say this.

Zang Meiling had never said before, how could she know...

At this time, Albert Patterson and John Patterson drove in.

"Hey, believe me, how are you?" Albert Patterson raised his hand and said hello.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded indifferently in response.

The other party didn't care.

Seeing this, Zang Meiling said, "I'm going to do my homework."

Run back happily.

Zhao Chuanxin gave him a cigar and asked him, "What are you doing here?"

Albert Patterson glanced at his son, turned to Zhao Chuanxin and said, "I think there are some misunderstandings to explain clearly."

Zhao Chuanxin spitted out a mouthful of cigarettes and said, "You are here, there is no need to explain."

After saying that, he reached out and hooked his palm.

Albert Patterson seemed surprised: "What do you want?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid, bring the pendant."

Albert Patterson's face changed slightly: "I won't say this anymore, it's all a misunderstanding."

I don't know how many times the pendant saved him.

Zhao Chuanxin said lightly: "I will send out some of these pendants and will gradually take them back in the future."

Albert Patterson remembered that the little girl and Gail Russell had a pendant hanging around her neck just now.

He smiled bitterly: "Don't be so heartless."

"You two can only keep one, please bring it."

Albert Patterson was helpless and took the pendant off his neck.

John Patterson was even more confused.

There is also a pendant around his neck.

He had never known what the pendant was for, but judging from his father's appearance, he seemed to be very serious about the pendant.

If you don't understand, ask: "Dad, this pendant..."

Albert Patterson said: "Don't you understand yet, why can Mr. Zhao always appear in front of you at critical moments?"

John Patterson's body was shocked and he figured it out.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the pendant and raised his legs and said, "Alabama is very stable now, but you can't use this thing."

Since then, Zang Meiling has been in school smoothly, as if she was favored by the goddess of luck.

Good things always have her share, and bad things always bypass her.

...

62 years,

The boldness of people has begun to produce as much as possible.

On a spring afternoon, Zhao Chuanxin received a call from Zhao Lingjun.

Zhao Lingjun said in a crying voice: "Dad, my mother is gone..."

Over the years, Zhao Chuanxin's inner sadness has gradually been overdrawn.

After hearing this news, the Queen's silly appearance when she met William Minna in New York, with her voice, smile and appearance vividly.

Zhao Chuanxin's soul seemed to have been torn off again.

He saw her last time last winter.

She resisted seeing Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin understood that she was old. Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was not old enough, she was unwilling to see Zhao Chuanxin, and felt that the two were not equal in matters of time.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't explain to her, but in fact time had not spared him.

When Zhao Chuanxin was not speaking, Zhao Lingjun cried and said, "She asked me to tell you that she has always loved you, but she just couldn't sit with you on the roof of the Capitol building and watch the Ting Lake..."

When Zhao Chuanxin met William Mingna for the last time, he kissed her old face and said, "Silly girl, you have only been seeing me for more than 20 years, but my longing for you lasted for a century."

Benjamin Goldberg is here too.

He had met William Minna, the teacher's wife in New York very early.

After the funeral, he saw that Zhao Chuanxin was even more depressed and said, "Master, I have built a huge true vision crystal array to look at the stars in the sky. Aren't you interested in aliens? Maybe one day I can help you Find them. Master, don't be too sad. The end is not the end after death. Although I have no definite evidence, all signs show this, especially the lack of ending skills. I think the power of the soul must be far beyond matter, otherwise the absolute realm How can it be indestructible?”

Zhao Chuanxin rubbed his eyes and said, "Everyone chose to wear a horse and a corpse. I should die on the battlefield in Middle-earth."

"..." Benjamin Goldberg was a little anxious: "Master, wait, I will definitely prove to you that there is heaven beyond heaven."

Just like when he was stubborn, he seemed to be in a whim again.

Zhao Chuanxin seemed to have given up on finding extraterrestrial civilizations.

After returning to Alabama, he soon received a call from Zhao Defu, saying that Zhao Lingjun was involved in some battles.

She couldn't rub the sand in her eyes and couldn't stand some old comrades being targeted.

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly called Zhao Lingjun: "Don't get involved."

Zhao Lingjun was careless: "Dad, don't worry, I can handle it."

Zhao Chuanxin said a few more words, but Zhao Lingjun obviously didn't take it seriously.

Zhao Chuanxin had no choice but to tie her up and lock her in a small dark room to restrict her personal freedom.

In the spring of 1966, Zhao Chuanxin's youngest son, Zhao Shanhe, died of a heart attack.

Just one month later, Freddy Pavette was gone.

Several brothers and sisters led by Zhao Lingjun attended the funeral.

After the funeral, Zhao Chuanxin asked Zhao Lingjun whether there was any intensification of the conflict.

Zhao Lingjun gritted his teeth: "Sometimes, I really hate it. I really want to kill you like you did back then. Dad, why don't you give me the old holy altar, I..."

Zhao Chuanxin frowned: "Don't mess around, I don't allow you to participate in these things again. You represent not only you personally, but you have to think about Lugang Town and Lubin Mansion."

Zhao Lingjun sighed, "Hey, why does it become less freedom when you get older?"

Zhao Chuanxin hugged her neck and said, "Daughter, you are almost 60 years old, so you can't always think about making trouble."

Zhao Lingjun sneered: "Dad, do you think I look like someone who is almost sixty?"

Zhao Nian is really more beautiful than her, but Zhao Lingjun is more patient than her brothers and sisters.

Now he looks like he is only thirty years old and is in his prime.

Zhao Chuanxin took them to have a big meal in New York.

Zhao Nianzhen hugged Zhao Chuanxin's arm and said, "Dad, leave all the good business you earn in Alabama for me."

Based on historical judgment and control of the situation, Zhao Chuanxin has now become one of the top taxpayers in Alabama.

Zhao Lingjun spat: "It's shameless, you can say it."

Zhao Nianzhen glared at her: "Don't care about you?"

She has been willful all her life, but the only person she is afraid of is her foster mother Miao Cuihua.

After Lao Zhao returned, she was so doting that she was so doting.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "If you want a business, your father will start a new business. The Louis Pangqi Group already has a master."

That was prepared for Zang Meiling.

Zhao Nianzhen raised her eyebrows: "Can't it be the little girl who lives in your house and hasn't dried up, right?"

Zhao Chuanxin's voice suddenly rose: "What little girl? That's your too-brother."

"I don't admit it."

Zhao Chuanxin ignored her.

Seeing that Zhao Songzhen had lost weight a little more, he asked her: "Zhao Laosi, how are you doing recently?"

"Dad, I'm very good." Zhao Songzhen maintained her calm temperament without fighting or scrambling. "You don't have to worry about me."

Zhao Chuanxin said to her: "After a while, my dad will earn you some pension money."

"Dad, it's really not necessary. I have enough money." Zhao Song was so amused and crying.

Now even Zhao Lingjun tastes delicious.

"Dad, you are really looking at the fourth brother. She never had to speak on her own initiative, but you rushed to give it to me."

Zhao Nianzhen simply said, "Dad, I want it too."

Zhao Zhengze was silent.

After Zhao Chuanxin returned, he drove to Las Vegas.

He brought in about 3.8 million yuan of Daole in several casinos.

He bought the money, including McDonald's, Disney, Coca-Cola and Johnson.

These shares are under the names of Zhao Songzhen, Zhao Nianzhen, Zhao Lingjun and Zhao Zhengze.

The stocks purchased by Zhao Chuanxin grew wildly in the next two years.

Their brothers and sisters were dumbfounded and their assets grew apart inexplicably.

Like other old fathers, Zhao Chuanxin began to feel inexplicable concern, fearing that his children would suffer.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

...

X7, September.

Zhao Chuanxin noticed some inexplicable signs.

Someone is talking about his identity.

Many older generations offer Zhao Chuanxin’s longevity cards at home.

These immortal cards were basically destroyed.

Zhao Lingjun also encountered some trouble.

Zhao Lingjun, who is nearly 60 years old, was wearing sportswear and surrounded by her: "I think who dares to go?"

"Oh, look, you can be ruined."

"Look, look at you, like a serious woman? Where does the money come from when you are so old?"

Zhao Lingjun spat and said, "What's the matter with my father? Are you envious? Are you jealous?"

"You fake foreigner, your father is a lackey, your father..."

This sentence angered Zhao Lingjun.

Her father will serve the country and the people all his life.

He fought for the territory and struggled for half his life.

When retirement, you will contribute all the retirement money that is as rich as a country to develop the economy.

To achieve this, she even has to give her father a big hat?

Zhao Lingjun was completely angry.

She opened the reaction shoulder strap and flew over. The person who was talking collapsed, and he was venting but not inhaling. It can be seen how powerful the knee hit with hatred was.

But the besieged her was also angry.

"I'm against you!"

"Catch her!"

Zhao Lingjun grabbed a man's arm and threw it over his shoulder.

Bang.

Wrestling is much more ruthless than punching and kicking.

The man was thrown straight and straight. I don’t know if he was injured. He squirmed on the ground for a few times and stopped moving.

Zhao Lingjun once copied the hand and had an extra baseball bat in his hand.

Slash, squirt, swing, smash, and a big windmill...

Zhao Lingjun swung the baseball bat so hard that he beat more than ten people to the point of bleeding. People outside dared not get on.

Because Zhao Lingjun is over 60 years old, but she is still as beautiful as a flower, many people call her an old witch behind her back.

It is said that this old witch is fierce, but the fabric is so fierce.

"Zhao Lingjun, if you know your mistakes, you will eventually swallow your pain after you get it."

"You still dare to hit someone, see if she has been beaten to death."

"Die, I'm so angry. Old Witch, I should really pull you to the Meridian Gate and shoot you ten thousand times..."

Zhao Lingjun disdained: "Shoot me? I will kill you first!"

As she said that, she took out the salvation pistol she had snatched back for saving people and shot it at the man's forehead.

Bang.

The clamoring passionate young man was shot at the head by Zhao Lingjun.

The gun was fired, and the matter was a big deal.

There was an uproar around and scattered.

But Zhao Lingjun alarmed the police and was rounded up.

Zhao Lingjun was not panicked. She jumped onto the roof and jumped between the ridges. The monkey cried when she saw it, and no one could catch up with her.

After all, she once followed Yao Bing on the battlefield, and Zhao Lingjun easily got rid of the pursuers and returned to Lubin Mansion.

Not only did she leave by herself, she also saved some people and went back with her.

The result was that Lugang Town and Lubin Mansion were targeted.

Many people clamor for force.

Take these two into your pocket,

To make money,

Distributed to the poor.

The smell of gunpowder is very strong.

Before the matter was out of control, Zhao Defu hurriedly contacted Zhao Chuanxin.

"Uncle, things are getting big, Lingjun has caused a big disaster."

Zhao Chuanxin went away, mainly to get respite for Tianshangfei, Lubinfu and Lugang Town to spend the darkness before dawn.

Something happened anyway.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed instead: "It's no big deal, you can wait for the news."

He felt that something was finally done, which could reflect the value of his existence.

Zhao Chuanxin returned to China.

Zhao Chuanxin came to the capital.

His khaki casual pants, navy blue POLO shirt, and a baseball cap and sunglasses are all targeted when walking on the street.

The people's nature of loving hats has been brought to the extreme.

"Look, this person must be capital..."

"You will know if you catch him first..."

Zhao Chuanxin took out a cigarette and lit it. A passionate young man stepped forward. As soon as he reached out, Zhao Chuanxin slapped his hands.

The passionate young man flew backwards, lying on the ground and dying.

The other few people stopped abruptly, and the power of a slap was so strong!

Zhao Chuanxin continued to walk, with his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly.

His goal is - the square.

Soon, more and more passionate young people gathered, carrying sticks and brooms, gathered towards Zhao Chuanxin in a fierce manner.

Their momentum was relative. When they found that Zhao Chuanxin had not stopped at all, they stopped.

Someone took a long pole and poked Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the long pole, and sent it forward.

The hot-blooded young man took off his hand with a long pole and hit his ribs.

Click.

The ribs were broken.

The passionate young man bent over in pain and squatted on the ground. Zhao Chuanxin kept walking, approaching him and lifting his leg.

Bang.

The passionate young man with broken ribs was kicked away and turned into a rolling earth. He rolled out seven or eight meters before stopping. After vomiting blood for several mouthfuls, his head tilted.

Someone tried it and said, "I'm so angry."

Everyone was uproared.

This is another murderer who resisted and killed people in public after Zhao Lingjun.

"Everyone goes side by side and take him down."

Dozens of people were present, but only more than ten people tentatively attacked.

Zhao Chuanxin held a long pole and changed hands, held the end of the Yang handle, and swept over a cloud light.

Click.

One person's calf was swept off.

Sweep.

One person was knocked to the ground.

One person rushed forward with a broom, and Zhao Chuanxin lifted the pole and stabbed it straight.

Bang.

The man's nose bridge is inward and his head is slumped.

Poke the stick.

puff……

My teeth were gone and my tongue was poked and stuck.

Zhao Chuanxin Xuan took the Wuhua, and his head was so thrust out.

Even though Zhao Chuanxin held his strength with one hand, these people were still either dead or disabled.

After falling down six people, the rest of them blasted and retreated.

Zhao Chuanxin threw away the cigarette butt, took another one and continued to move forward.

At this time, someone took out a gun.

Zhao Chuanxin threw the stick away and said lightly: "If you use your gun, don't blame me for killing you."

As he said that, he had an extra handful of Abyss M1913 in his hand.

Bang.

As a result, the other party was so passionate that he really shot.