The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Jesse Livermore, as Zhao Chuanxin's trader, once manipulated large sums of money to short the market, made a lot of money, and became famous on Wall Street.

However, the good times did not last long, and soon this guy caused trouble in the stock market, lost all his money, and even almost suffered from depression at one point.

Thanks to Zhao's transfer to Freddy Pavitt and loaning him a sum of money, he was able to relax.

This time, Zhao Chuanxin is coming to the United States to cause trouble again.

Jesse Livermore is happy.

This meant there was money to be made again and he had a chance to make a comeback.

He couldn't wait to run over and gave Zhao Chuanxin a big, heartfelt hug.

However, Zhao Chuanxin pushed him away in disgust: "Go away, if you kiss me face to face, I will let you know why the flowers are so red."

Jesse Livermore was not impressed at all.

He knew that Zhao Chuanxin had this kind of character and was not targeting him.

Along the way, Miao Cuihua has seen a lot of European and American face-kissing and hand-kissing, and even the etiquette of kissing.

It can be seen that it is really unacceptable for grown men to be so intimate with each other.

I couldn't help but mutter: "Fortunately, these foreigners didn't ruin the atmosphere."

Of course he was talking about Zhao Chuanxin.

Thinking about Zhao Chuanxin kissing a grown man face to face, the scene would be too beautiful to even think about.

Li Shutong said: "Just do as the Romans do. After all, not everyone can go their own way and be as unscrupulous as the salary passer."

Where is Zhao Chuanxin's staff?

Even if he kicks someone twice, the person being kicked can probably only respond with a smile.

If it were him, someone might fall out on the spot.

Miao Cuihua sneered: "Okay, I'll wait to see you kissing a man face to face."

Li Shutong smiled bitterly. He looked at Ning An inadvertently and said to himself that if this was the case, it would not be unacceptable.

Ning An was shocked by what he saw: "Mr. Li, why are you looking at me? Don't look at me, I won't kiss you."

Liu Yuanshan couldn't help laughing, which also dispelled the fear in her heart.

Freddie Pavitt stepped forward, with his hands behind his back, standing upright, with a straight back, legs together, feet splayed out, and bowed slightly: "The master is back!"

The word master can be translated as "master" in Li Shutong's case, which is in line with the current habits of the Qing Dynasty.

Miao Cuihua and the others also learned a lot of vocabulary and sentence patterns and understood the word, but they were all slightly stunned.

In the past, Zhao Chuanxin always joked that he was a local tyrant and evil gentry in China. Unexpectedly, when he arrived in the United States, he suddenly transformed into a local tyrant and evil gentry.

Zhao Chuanxin said "hmm".

He has paid a high salary and hired a housekeeper, or to change his name, a manservant.

What happened to being called "Master"?

Isn’t that what we deserve?

He looked up and down at Freddie Pavitt. Except that the hair on his head was a little thinner, he didn't have much change.

Still so meticulous, still so serious.

Freddy Pavitt pointed at the big black man and said: "Sir, this is Marcus Nkrumah, a servant of the manor. I asked him to come to carry everyone's luggage. He is very strong. "

Zhao Chuanxin looked around and said: "There is no luggage, let's go, don't be stuck in the station, there are many people and distractions."

They are all stored in his secret realm.

Before Marcus Nkrumah came, he had been repeatedly asked by Freddy Pavitt to perform his best in front of the family master.

So, when he saw that only Mahina was holding tattoo items such as ink cartridges and turtle needles, he wanted to help get them.

Mahina immediately became furious: "Stay away from me!"

Zhao Chuanxin saw that this big black man had some intellectual problems.

He smiled and went over to pat the big black guy on the shoulder and said, "This is her baby, no need for help. By the way, you are so tall, what kind of fertilizer did you eat to grow up?"

Freddy Pavitt was surprised.

He had also worried that Zhao Chuanxin would be unhappy because Marcus Nkrumah was stupid.

Now looking at Zhao Chuanxin's pleasant appearance, I feel a lot more relieved.

He didn't know that Zhao Chuanxin had the temperament of Mr. Guan to bully his subordinates, and he would only attack the strong.

Marcus Nkrumah was not completely retarded. He was quite flattered when he heard this: "Sir, I grew up begging and didn't eat fertilizer."

His words made everyone laugh.

The big black man wanted to help Ning An lead the horse again, but Ning An was wary of this big man.

Comparing the two, one with red lips and white teeth looks like a petite and beautiful woman, while the other is dark, ugly and strong, comparable to a silverback gorilla.

Ning An shook his head: "Thank you, but no need."

Marcus Nkrumah scratched his head and came to Zhao Chuanxin, waiting for the mission.

When he was waiting to leave the train station, Zhao Chuanxin felt something in his heart and suddenly looked in one direction.

There was a white man there, peeking at them furtively through the brim of his top hat.

Freddie Pavitt thought Zhao Chuanxin was looking for a carriage, so he said, "Master, I hired four carriages, enough for all of us to sit, just outside the station."

Zhao Chuanxin ignored him and suddenly said to Marcus Nkrumah, the big black man: "Marcus, go and bring that man over to me."

Marcus Nkrumah walked straight towards the man without saying a word.

The man didn't take it seriously at first, but when Marcus Nkrumah didn't even use "tactical cover" and pounced on him with clear goals and arrogance, he realized that something was wrong.

He tried to escape, but it was too late.

He wanted to resist, and he was only 1.7 meters tall, while Marcus Nkrumah was about 2 meters tall.

It can't be said to be easy, it can only be said to be effortless. Marquis Nkrumah lifted the man up like a chicken and caught him regardless of his struggle, which attracted the attention of others.

"What are you doing? In broad daylight, do you want to harm others? I'm warning you, I will call the police."

Marcus Nkrumah pushed the man forward: "Sir, we are here."

No matter how many people call the police or not, the black guy only knows how to listen to the master.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up: "Yes, Marcus, you did a good job, I want to reward you."

How can anyone dislike such an obedient employee? What's more, this guy is extremely powerful.

Marcus was rarely praised or respected by others, and his honest grin made him feel a little at a loss.

Zhao Chuanxin stared at the man: "Tell me, why are you spying on us?"

"I didn't!" The man denied.

"Have you seen the good man who captured you? His nickname is Ogre. If you don't tell the truth, I will let him roast you and eat you."

As a result, Marcus Nkrumah hurriedly said: "Sir, I don't eat people."

Grass.

Zhao Chuanxin was speechless.

That man was really a little scared.

He took a deep breath and told the truth: "Sir, my name is Frank Gale, and I am a private detective."

It's not that he was born weak.

But when it comes to personal safety, there is no need to show off.

The Americans are good at this. When they fought later, once they were surrounded or found that they couldn't fight, they would just kneel down and surrender.

The image of an American soldier who would rather die than surrender is what movies and TV dramas forcefully instill in the audience.

Although the big black man in front of me looks silly, he is indeed scary.

As for Zhao Chuanxin, Frank Gale had already guessed who he was from his Asian identity, his appearance, and his behavior.

That is a more terrifying existence than the big black guy.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Yes, it's a good start. Continue, why are you staring at me?"

Frank Gale was as frustrated as a ball, and his face collapsed: "I have been asked to monitor your butler, Freddy Pavitt, and your trader, Jesse Livermore."

Jesse Livermore exploded when he heard this: "What? Who sent you to spy on me? It's really unreasonable!"

Freddy Pavitt was surprised at first, and then said with guilt and fear: "Master, I failed in my duty and didn't realize that I was being watched."

Zhao Chuanxin ignored them, frowned and asked, "Tell me, who sent you here?"

"Uh...it's Mayor John Vaughn of North Tarrytown." Frank Gale answered honestly.

This time, Freddie Pavitt was even more shocked.

A public official hired a private detective to spy on them?

Why is this?

Aren't you afraid that word will spread and become a scandal?

Zhao Chuanxin saw that there were many melon-eaters watching the excitement, and there was a tendency of gathering more and more, so he frowned and said: "Get in the car first, and then we go back. You, Frank Gale, come with us, is it okay?" "

Frank Gale hesitated.

He asked uncertainly: "Mr. Zhao, you won't hurt me, right? To be honest, I am just a small person, not worthy of your war. I know some legends about you. According to the legend, you are an upright, brave and... A man with strong military power, you won’t argue with me over such a trivial matter, right?”

Zhao Chuanxin was very happy: "You really have a good tongue and are a talented person. Don't worry, I always convince people with my virtue. Come on, you can share a car with me. By the way, Marcus, you Let’s ride together too. I’ll need you later.”

Frank Gale became anxious when he heard this: "Mr. Zhao, don't you convince others with your virtue?"

Even if you can still use him if you ask him to ride with him, is that still convincing people with virtue?

Marcus Nkrumah didn't care so much, he grabbed Frank Gale and walked to the carriage.

Ignoring his frightened yelling.

Zhao Chuanxin said to Miao Cuihua: "Sister Hua, don't worry, you and Xishuang Ning'an and the others are riding together."

Xishuang is Li Shutong's character.

Miao Cuihua is not worried, as long as Zhao Chuanxin is here, the sky will not fall.

But Li Shutong said worriedly: "With so many people watching, it won't cause trouble, right? What if the police are attracted?"

Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes: "Don't provoke trouble, I'm afraid it's already coming to your door. Stop talking nonsense, get in the car and leave."

After getting on the carriage, Zhao Chuanxin closed the door.

With the sound of "squeak", Frank Gale's little heart also beat wildly with "puff thump thump".

He said in horror: "Mr. Zhao, please forgive me. Although I am a private detective, I have also done a lot of good things. I am really not a bad person. When I was working at Pinkerton Private Detective Agency, I helped the police solve many cases and served the public well." He has also made great contributions to safety. Whatever you want to ask, I will tell you the truth. I just ask you not to hurt me..."

He was really scared.

Who is Zhao Chuanxian?

He is the Butcher of the Far East!

Killing like hemp!