The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

The old lady and George Russell, one was slapped to death by Zhao Chuanxin on the spot, and the other was smashed to the head with a head hammer.

People were shocked by Zhao Chuanxin's cruelty.

After all, Zhao Chuanxin has long since become a bodyguard.

It is like a soldier who is discharged from the army and his combat power will rapidly decline.

Everyone thought that John was already a civilized man and no longer fought and killed.

As a result, he was still so violent.

John Patterson is the most shocking.

He had never thought before that one person's head could smash another person's head.

And George Russell had no power to resist.

It's not OK to run.

It is also exaggerating to slap someone to death.

Zang Meiling cried violently: "You can do everything, run away quickly, you will definitely be able to escape."

Zhao Chuanxin whispered to her ear and said, "I'm just about to do that. Don't worry. I have a way to get out after the company is transferred to you."

Zang Meiling's crying came to an abrupt end.

She was like this, not paying attention to her image when she laughed and cried.

This is really the same as Zhao Chuanxin's grandmother.

Zhao Chuanxin killed people in public, and Stanley Ducamen helped him surrender.

When the police arrived, Zhao Chuanxin was signing the documents.

When the police entered the room, Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and said, "Wait a moment, but it hasn't been filled out."

So the police did not dare to move.

Xin John still has this card in Alabama.

The police dared not offend him.

The police are not stupid either. Many gangs disappeared for no reason and have a close relationship with Xin John.

What the police can’t do, and letter John can do.

How dare the little policeman offend John?

When Zhao Chuanxin finished his work, the police showed his handcuffs: "Mr. John, this is the rule, and we can't do anything about it."

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hands and asked them to punish him.

He pressed the brim of the Humboldt hat and walked out in his coat.

Because everything happened so quickly, the reporters didn't know about it, and no one watched it.

Zhao Chuanxin was detained.

As soon as he entered the cell, several strong men stood up with bad intentions.

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigar: "Get away."

"Are you quite arrogant? Uh..."

Zhao Chuanxin punched the man's throat and his head was tilted down.

The rest hurriedly retreated and shouted at the prison guard.

The prison guard came to take a look.

I'll blanch...

He hurriedly called for support, and a group of people opened the cell with explosion-proof shields: "Who did it?"

Everyone pointed at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin lay on the iron bed with a cigar in his mouth and said, "I did it."

The prison guard knew him, "Mr. John, why did you do this?"

At this time, John was already an Alabama legend.

In his early years, he worked as a bodyguard for the Patterson family and saved the two men and women. During this period, he was not a problem to kill or seriously injured the assassin.

Later, the Louis Pangqi Group was established.

Afterwards, he slapped the old lady to death and hit his girlfriend and brother to death.

Zhao Chuanxin said lightly: "I warned him not to provoke me."

The prison guards discussed and put him in a lockdown.

Zhao Chuanxin went home, put away the hidden puppet, put away the heat source gem and energy gem conversion device, took Gael's paintings, photos and other things and then returned to prison.

This house will be owned by Zang Meiling in the future.

In March 1970, the trial of the murder case at the Xin John Cemetery began.

At this time, the Pattersons' influence in Alabama was not that great.

There are Bai Renzhi and Shang Renzong in the court.

Stanley Ducamen is clever, but he loses frequently.

The judge finally made a decision - the death penalty, the electric punishment.

Zang Meiling, who was in the audience, collapsed directly, crying so hard that she was out of breath.

Albert Patterson had gray hair, and he hugged Zang Meiling's shoulder and whispered: "No need to cry for the little girl, unless he wants to die, no one can kill him. Look at his expression carefully."

Zang Meiling was stunned. Looking carefully, she saw Zhao Chuanxin crossing his legs with his body on his side, and cigarettes were still in his hand.

After the judge announced the verdict, he stood up and flicked the ashes indifferently and left.

This is not like someone who is about to die.

When he was transferred, Zhao Chuanxin's Humboldt hat was pressed even lower, wearing a coat, cigar in his mouth, and smoke covered his face.

The reporter took a photo and asked: "Lin John, do you regret killing?"

"Are you disappointed with the verdict?"

Although most white people criticized him, there were also reasonable people.

The culprit who killed his girlfriend is to die without any hesitation. If you don’t do that, can you still call a man?

Zhao Chuanxin did not say a word and silently followed the bailiff into the car.

The reporter never caught his face.

There were demonstrations on the streets, and the slogan was - Release Letter John.

If you look closely, you will find that most of these people are people of color.

The reason for this happening is that the Louis Pangqi Group recruits a large number of workers of color and opens financial institutions and chain stores and hotels serving people of color.

Among these people who marched were many black musicians.

Some people even came from the north from all over the country to help Zhao Chuanxin.

Originally, the execution site of Alabama was in Montgomery Prison and was transferred to Holman Prison in Atmore this year.

Zhao Chuanxin was transferred.

Here, no prisoner dared to provoke him.

When the wind was released, everyone hid from him far away.

"This man is Trust John."

"That guy who used his head to smash someone's head?"

"Yes, don't provoke him, he will be executed for electrocution."

Zang Meiling has been waiting for news that Zhao Chuanxin has escaped from prison.

And then there hasn't been.

She called Albert Patterson every day to ask about the situation.

Albert Patterson comforted her: "Don't panic, he won't have anything to do, I promise you."

In April, the death penalty was executed.

There were several people sitting in the prison room, including Albert Patterson and John Patterson.

John Patterson wondered, "Dad, the two people over there seem to be Fobole, why did Fobole appear here?"

Albert Patterson's pupils shrank: "I think I understand. Let's talk about it when it's over."

Zhao Chuanxin sat on the electric chair with a calm expression.

His hair and leg hair were shaved, but his beard was still there.

Normally, you have to shave your beard, but having money can make you rub the devil.

John Patterson always felt that the facilities Zhao Chuanxin wore on his head did not touch Zhao Chuanxin's scalp at all.

But he didn't say it.

Horrible...

The execution begins.

Zhao Chuanxin closed his eyes and his body began to tremble.

Somehow, John Patterson suddenly wanted to laugh.

He subconsciously felt that Xin John must have never had any experience in electrocution, and electrocution was not like this.

He hurriedly pursed his lips tightly.

He found that Zhao Chuanxin was shaking very rhythmically, unlike the execution of an electric charge, but he seemed to be humming while shaking when he was happy.

The switch was broken, and Zhao Chuanxin's head drooped.

The executive tried his breath and shook his head.

But according to the rules, the gate must be pulled to prevent the prisoner from dying.

Hilara...

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head down this time.

The power switch was closed, and the executioner declared: "Total death."

Pattersons and sons looked strange.

They found Fobole on the opposite side feeling relieved.

It seemed to prove something, it seemed to have eliminated one's thoughts.

After getting in the car, John Patterson wanted to say something, and Albert Patterson reached out to stop it.

He wrote on paper: There may be a Fobole eavesdropping device in the car.

John Patterson wrote: Is the letter dead?

Patterson, the old man wrote: No, he asked me to give him a new identity. The reason why he acted in such a play was for Fobole to watch.

John Patterson wrote: I know!

That night, Zang Meiling was nervous in the living room.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and she ran over to open the door. Zhao Chuanxin stood at the door happily: "The execution of the electric punishment has been completed."

Zang Meiling hugged him: "I'm so scared."

"When they look back, they may ask you to go to the morgue to recognize the body. I will leave a burnt corpse there, and you say--yes, it's him."

“…”

Sure enough, Zang Meiling was sent to recognize the body later.

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

Although the corpse is burnt, no matter how Zang Meiling looks, the corpse looks like a white man.

She nodded wildly: "Well, that's right, it's him."

Xin John is completely dead.

Thomas Anderson is alive.

Thomas Anderson lived in Naples, Italy for two years and Lisbon for two years.

In 1974, Zhao Defu died.

Zhao Chuanxin secretly returned to Lugang Town.

Zhao Hongzhi is also on his verge of death.

If Zhao Chuanxin said that in Zang Meiling, Zhao Chuanxin could still see his grandmother's temperament.

Zhao Chuanxin could not find any trace of his grandfather in Zhao Hongzhi and Jiang Mingxin's children.

Grandma's parents did not change their parents, and Zhao Chuanxin's tooth milk was no longer the tooth milk he used to be, but his stepdaughter.

Zhao Chuanxin sat next to the sickbed and looked at Zhao Hongzhi.

Zhao Hongzhi opened his turbid eyes and said with a heavy phlegm: "Mingxin, go out for a while."

Jiang Mingxin took the children and their children out.

Zhao Hongzhi grinned.

Just like when he was still a snot baby, his plan succeeded.

Zhao Chuanxin also laughed.

Zhao Hongzhi said: "The loess is buried in my neck. You always have to tell me what is our relationship, right?"

Zhao Hongzhi has weak vitality and may die at any time.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and told the truth: "You are my great-grandfather."

Zhao Hongzhi's breathing became rapid: "Impossible..."

Yes, it's impossible.

This is illogical.

Zhao Chuanxin used Jinhua Technique to detect it, but no one eavesdropped at the door.

He slowly started talking: "It will start from decades later..."

Zhao Hongzhi should have lived a long life, but he was too worried about this time and space.

It can be seen that worrying can make people live short.

Zhao Chuanxin started with the life he should have.

He told Zhao Hongzhi what the tooth milk should be called and what it looks like.

"Little feet?" Zhao Hongzhi was shocked when he heard this: "I can't. I will never marry a woman with little feet. My mother is a little feet, and small feet are something that harms people."

But even now, there are still many women with small feet.

In the future, there will be men and women in their minds.

"Listen to me." Zhao Chuanxin continued to talk.

"What?" Zhao Hongzhi's breathing was rapid: "My son drove a cart? Is the rheumatism serious? My grandson, how many of my grandsons died? What about you, which grandson's child are you?"

"Divide out the child that died, and my father ranks the third. My father's father is your eldest son. You have four children in total, three boys and one girl, and the youngest one is the youngest."

Zhao Hongzhi couldn't believe it: "What you said is too mysterious."

It has a nose and eyes, and the details are all in mind.

Zhao Chuanxin told him about the relationship between his original children.

"As you say that." Zhao Hongzhi's face was dull: "I have never left Lugang Town in my life?"

"Yes."

"What happened later?"

"Later, your eldest son's lineage came to me and I was the only male. I came, so the incense was cut off."

"This..." Zhao Hongzhi looked very sorry. "By the way, look at my eldest son, do you look like your grandpa?"

"Not at all."

"Then have you found your grandma?"

"Well..." Zhao Chuanxin made a long voice.

Zhao Hongzhi thought the answer was yes, so he chuckled: "No wonder, no wonder you didn't let me kowtow. How could the great-grandfather kowtow to his great-grandson? He wanted to make a life-long life."

"But you have collected a little more New Year's money. Later, you just acted stubbornly with me. How could the great-grandfather play with great-grandson?"

"Hehe, haha..." Zhao Hongzhi coughed violently while laughing.

Zhao Chuanxin brought him a spittoon.

Zhao Chuanxin asked him, "I feel uncomfortable when I see the younger generation getting old, but I see that you are dying and there is no fluctuation in my heart. Do you still have a lasting wish? Tell me if you have anything, I will satisfy you."

Zhao Hongzhi finally relieved his cough, and he said, "Everyone said you can fly and escape from the earth and do everything. Give me some magic medicine, let me live a few more days, and take it to the sky and the sea to see."

"Can!"

A few days later, Zhao Chuanxin drove a BMW 1500 through the mountains of Lugang Town to the East Sea.

Zhao Hongzhi curled his lips: "I have been on the plane, and this is better than the plane. It's nothing great."

Zhao Chuanxin accelerated slowly, and the BMW 1500 was getting faster and faster, reaching the southern waters.

He landed the car one meter from the sea, opened the car door and jumped to the other side, carried Zhao Hongzhi out, and then took the car away.

He said, "I'm now floating on the water with you on my back."

He stepped on the amphibious skateboard made by the Piaomiao Traveler Engine and opened the absolute field to incorporate Zhao Hongzhi into it and galloped on the sea.

"Wow, what a big fish."

"That's a dwarf sperm whale."

"Where is the one from that shop?"

"That's a dolphin, it should be a tropical spotted dolphin."

Zhao Hongzhi opened his eyes.

Zhao Chuanxin drove him to Australia, Queensland coast.

"I'll take you down and have a look."

Zhao Chuanxin first opened the absolute field and launched the water, and then held the Piaomiao Traveler and shot it backward to advance.

No matter how deep or how high the water pressure is, it is difficult to shake the absolute area.

"Good guy, no wonder Uncle Dazhu didn't leave when he came. This is so beautiful."

Zhang Dazhu went to Australia voluntarily, although the outcome was not very good.

The coral reefs under the water are too beautiful, fan-shaped, swaying in the water, hemispherical, like domes, whip-shaped, swinging in the water, and angular-shaped, extending toward the surroundings.

The colors are gorgeous and colorful, from light pink to rose red, from yellow to blue and green…

It's like an underwater forest garden, with branches intertwined and flowers clustered.

Clowns, butterflies, damselfish, grouper, thorn tail, angels, parrots, pig teeth...

Various colorful fish swim in it, making people dazzled.

"These fish are not afraid of people, and they want to get in front of us."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said, "You didn't feed them, feed them and chase you away."

"This trip is worth it, this trip is worth it!" Zhao Hongzhi exclaimed.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw that he was radiant, he sighed slightly in his heart.

He took him to sleep in the wilderness and tasted the seafood a little, but didn't let him eat more.

When he took Zhao Hongzhi back, Zhao Hongzhi seemed to have returned to his childhood and shouted at the scenery passing by outside.

When he was about to arrive in Lugang Town, Zhao Hongzhi suddenly burst into tears: "How can you let me die? I don't want to die. Are you not a god? What should I do if I die Mingxin..."

Zhao Chuanxin quickly took out the medicine: "Stop crying, drink it quickly, just drink it."

Zhao Hongzhi drank, and his spirits were indeed better.

Back in Lugang Town, Zhao Hongzhi told Jiang Mingxin and a few children about the wonderful world outside.

Jiang Mingxin wiped her tears and said with a smile: "I will also let the master take me to see you in the future."

Zhao Hongzhi expressed his loss: "Mingxin, after I leave, don't be sad. Who will not die except Zhao Chuanxin?"

Jiang Mingxin hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Don't be afraid, I'll go with you later. We will be together all our lives, not that year. Besides, I have to let the master take me around to die."

Zhao Hongzhi was happy again: "You call him Dada, where is me, I call him... Forget it, I won't mention it anymore, hehe..."

He smiled with great smugness, and then there was no movement and closed his eyes.

Jiang Mingxin was very sad!

Zhao Chuanxin was outside the door, and said that Zhao Hongzhi died and he would not feel any disturbance in his heart.

But in fact, his eyes were still blurred.

He watched his great-grandson grow up, how could he have no feelings?