The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

After walking away, Abraham Cohen asked from behind: "Boss, that person said that even Situ Meitang didn't dare to provoke them. Is this true?"

Zhao Chuanxin saw that he and the other two people had been beaten with bruises and swollen faces just for helping him resist from behind.

He smiled and said, "It's true."

Abraham Cohen's expression changed: "Then do we need to prepare?"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "It's necessary to prepare and notify our people. Keep an eye on the streets and alleys for me. Once Kang Youwei shows up, tell me immediately. This guy is very rich. Fifty thousand dollars is just an appetizer. How can he swallow the money of overseas Chinese? , I want him to spit out everything he has left."

"..." Abraham Cohen doubted life.

Is that what I mean?

He gained another level of understanding of Zhao Chuanxin: he is bold and bold.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly asked: "By the way, what are you doing here?"

Abraham Cohen patted his head: "By the way, I was originally going to rent a banquet hall. Forget it, I'll find another one. It's not appropriate to argue with them."

Abraham Cohen knew that Situ Meitang was very powerful, so Kang Youwei should be even more difficult to mess with.

He believes that at this time, we should take a step back to broaden our horizons.

"No." Zhao Chuanxin paused and said, "Just take their place. I really want Kang Youwei to make trouble."

Not only that, but what kind of royalist association did this guy have? Although it was a cover for him to make money, Zhao Chuanxin became angry when he heard the name.

Someone in Kang rented a banquet hall, either to gather with a group of people to discuss the establishment of a constitution for the Qing government, or to make money.

No matter which one it is, Zhao Chuanxin wants to mess with Huang.

Abraham Cohen gritted his teeth: "Boss, I listen to you."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "By the way, book a suite for me."

Clouds gathered in the sky and the wind howled.

The young apprentice Margaret Gompers felt the change in the weather and grabbed Zhao Chuanxin's trouser leg: "Master, it seems like there is going to be thunder. I am a little scared."

The little girl may have condensed her inner fear into the devil.

Once the devil does not exist, there is no way to release the fear of the outside world.

Even the weather changes are scary.

Benjamin Goldberg also tried to help her eliminate her fear from a scientific perspective: "Junior sister, don't be afraid. Thunder and lightning are just the reaction between the positive and negative charges of cumulonimbus clouds and the ground. It's just a natural phenomenon..."

Margaret Gompers, however, was unmoved.

Zhao Chuanxin looked down at her nervous little face: "Afraid?"

"Um."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at his two disciples: "Today I will show you the methods of being a master!"

That night,

The wind howled and dark clouds pressed over the city.

There was a faint sound of rolling thunder in the clouds, but the lightning dragon could not see its head or tail.

On the roof of the Holland Hotel, Zhao Chuanxin's hair was soaked by raindrops and stuck to his scalp.

He wiped a handful of rainwater and said to the two apprentices who were hidden in the large adult raincoats: "Italians have to baptize their godchildren when they accept them; Chinese people generally pay attention to pouring tea and kowtow when they accept disciples. Our masters and apprentices are different. Today is The apprenticeship ceremony held by the master will be witnessed by thunder and lightning."

At this time, lightning appeared among the dark clouds in the night sky.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "You two hide ten meters away and watch."

When the apprentice got away, Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck and raised his hands to the sky.

"Crack!"

A bolt of lightning penetrated the dark clouds, pierced the sky, and snaked its way.

Lightning struck directly on the roof of the Holland Hotel.

Benjamin Goldberg and Margaret Gompers opened their mouths in an "O" shape.

If any cultivation enthusiasts see this scene, they must ask: Which fellow Taoist is here to survive the tribulation?

After receiving a bolt of lightning, Zhao Chuanxin looked at the energy tank and found that it was not full.

He looked up at the sky and raised his hands again.

欻欻……

Another bolt of lightning fell.

Then came the "bang" of thunder.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw that the energy tank was full, he turned off the charging mode.

Turning around, he saw the dull faces of the two apprentices. He wiped the rain off his face and went over and said, "Let's go, let's go quickly. The roof is too dangerous and easy to be struck by lightning!"

Two apprentices: "..."

Generally, when the charging mode is turned on, thunder and lightning on rainy days will most likely fall on Zhao Chuanxin's Thor's Hammer bracelet.

But if lightning still falls here after it is closed, he may be fine, but the two apprentices may really be in trouble.

Returning to the suite, Zhao Chuanxin wiped it with a towel and said to the two apprentices: "From today on, you will officially become my apprentices."

Margaret Gompers took off the raincoat that looked like a penguin and asked innocently: "Master, are you God?"

"God, that old guy is so boring. I am your master. Chen Yigeng is my pseudonym. My surname is Zhao, Zhao Chuanxin. Don't spread the master's name to others."

Margaret Gompers nodded blankly.

Benjamin Goldberg scratched his head: "Master, this is unscientific. How could you be okay when you were struck by lightning?"

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, go wash up and go to bed. Tomorrow master will take you to attend the opening banquet of Xinghui Catering Company."

There were two rooms and one living room. The two apprentices each slept in a room, and Zhao Chuanxin slept in the living room.

Lao Zhao is no longer the old Zhao, and now he is very good at saving money.

Margaret Gompers wanted to say that she slept in fear of thunder.

But I think of the scene just now: Fake, Leiden counted a ball in front of the master?

The best way to deal with fear is to face it head on.

Just like people are afraid of ghosts, but if ghosts nod and bow when they see people, then what the hell are they afraid of?

Before Zhao Chuanxin went to bed, he took out his diary and flipped through it.

During this period, whenever he had time, he would read his diary before going to bed at night.

Without adventure missions, the weirdo and his goblin friends have been tinkering with biological intelligence.

They built a huge laboratory and couldn't extricate themselves from it all day long.

Zhao Chuanxin flipped through the diary, just to speed up the flow of time and wait for the result.

After reading until I am exhausted, I close the diary and go to sleep.

On a thunderstorm night, the two apprentices slept peacefully.

But the wounds on Zhao Chuanxin's collarbone and back were itchy and painful, which kept him awake all night and woke him up six or seven times.

When he woke up in the morning, he yawned profusely and was listless.

After getting up from the sofa, I felt sore in my back.

This made him very angry. He thought that the balancing technique was a profound and heaven-defying secret that could not even heal hidden wounds.

This is no better than yoga.

Feeling sulky, the two apprentices also woke up.

Margaret Gompers was young. When she woke up, she found that she was in a strange place and her parents were not around. Her eyes immediately turned red.

She rubbed the red circles under her eyes and left the bedroom. When she saw Zhao Chuanxin, she threw herself into his arms.

Zhao Chuanxin sighed, his eldest disciple was still worried, like a staff, his soul was flying in the sky early in the morning and he was wandering too empty.

He thought for a while, since he accepted a disciple, he couldn't just exploit the disciple, but he also had to teach some practical skills.

It just so happened that balancing, a "gymnastics" that couldn't even heal hidden wounds, taught them one and a half moves.

"Okay, don't cry." Zhao Chuanxin stood up. "My master will teach you a kind of peerless martial arts. After you master it, you can fly over eaves and walk over walls, cross rivers with a reed, cross thirteen continents with both hands, and fight three thousand emperors with one hand!"

Benjamin Goldberg came back to his soul: "My little junior sister can only cry. It's no use practicing. Master, just teach me. I'm the kind of genius that never comes out in the world!"

Benjamin Goldberg knew many of his master's secret abilities.

Zhao Chuanxin gave him a disgusted look. He found that his eldest disciple would occasionally cross his eyes when he was in the sky.

What he taught his disciples was just the most common health balancing technique.

Benjamin Goldberg lived up to his reputation as a "wizard". He was so stupid that his teachings made Zhao Chuanxin furious.

On the contrary, it was Margaret Gompers. The little girl was smart, smart, and eager to learn. With the help of Zhao Chuanxin, she moved with style.

"Look at your little junior sister, you are an incredible talent."

Margaret Gompers was very happy to hear this: "Senior brother, you can do it too. Think of your body as mountains and rivers, and the movements you have to do are mountains and rivers moving and rivers rushing. And your breathing is the roaring wind, Follow the rhythm of nature..."

Zhao Chuanxin was amazed that under the guidance of Margaret Gompers, Benjamin Goldberg actually improved.

Zhuo, this is a genius in psychology.

Isn’t it a pity to have it in your own hands?

Do you know anything about psychology?

He racked his brains to think about the fragmented information about psychology that he had pieced together in the 21st century - it seemed, probably, maybe not misleading.

After practicing and washing up, Zhao Chuanxin took his two apprentices to have breakfast.

…

Outside the Holland Hotel.

The rain was still falling, but not very hard, and the pattering was a bit chilly.

Charles Baker, wearing a woolen coat and a top hat, stood at the end of the street and said to Grandma Dorrance: "I contacted the Chinese man they had a conflict with yesterday. This man has a good background. It is said that he is the most loyal to the Qing Dynasty royal family. friend."

It can only be said that Kang Youwei not only successfully deceived his compatriots, but even foreigners were kept in the dark.

Grandma Dorrance disagreed: "What does this have to do with us? The Qing Dynasty was just a backward and ignorant country. Their men always had ridiculously ugly big braids."

"Man, you can't look down on anyone, you know?" Charles Baker's eyes were blazing: "He hates Ethan Zhao to the core, so he paid and sent us a few helpers, all Europeans with unfamiliar faces."

Kang Youwei traveled around Europe, so it was not surprising that he had contacts in Europe.

"Oh?" This grandma Dorrance didn't expect: "Then we have a better chance of winning today."

"Grandma, remember not to cause unnecessary complications, especially don't let women delay your business. Everything goes according to plan and goes according to plan!"

"I'm not a newbie, so I don't need to keep reminding me."

…

Outside the ballroom of the Holland Hotel.

Situ Meitang naturally received the invitation and brought people to the banquet.

He said to Chen Yigeng: "I brought you here today to increase your knowledge. Believe me, you will be grateful to me for bringing you here today."

He knew that Chen Yigeng's idol was Zhao Chuanxin, but he couldn't tell Zhao Chuanxin's identity yet, so he could only give some hints.

Chen Yigeng said in disbelief: "Boss, isn't it? You mean, not only do I want to come, but I also want to be grateful? Boss, I'm really pissed off by you!"

Situ Meitang puts "loyalty" first in everything he does, and does not use condescending or frightening methods to control his subordinates.

That's why Chen Yigeng dared to express his dissatisfaction directly.

"What, am I going to lie to you? You will know later." Situ Meitang was helpless. Suddenly he saw something on Chen Yigeng's waist and said in surprise: "You came to the banquet, why did you bring an oil bottle with you? All this. What's wrong?"

Chen Yigeng was a little embarrassed: "Boss, you can't change your old habits."

At this time, a tall white young man came over: "Mr. Situ."

"Franklin, come in with me. I will introduce you to a friend later..." Situ Meitang was interrupted and ignored Chen Yigeng.

This tall white young man is none other than Ronaldinho, the future 32nd big boss of the United States, who is currently working as a legal adviser to Situ Meitang.

The graceful Ronaldinho bent slightly and made a "please" gesture, letting Situ Meitang walk in front.

In front of the boss, Ronaldinho is just a younger brother at this time.

…

There was a knock on Zhao Chuanxin's door.

Benjamin Goldberg jolted to the door.

Standing outside the door was Isaiah: "Boss, the banquet is about to start. Cohen asked me to call you over."

Zhao Chuanxin is already fully dressed. Today he is wearing a Prince of Wales check gray suit. For the sake of Abraham Cohen, who almost begged for help, Zhao Chuanxin made an exception and even wore a blue satin tie.

He looked outside and saw Isaiah also wearing a suit and tie.

He patted his head: "I forgot to give you money to buy a suit. Is this a loan?"

He knew that Isaiah’s family was poor and they had always worn tattered linen gowns.

Isaiah hesitated: "Well, well, I borrowed it."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously and put on his coats for the two apprentices. Benjamin Goldberg even coquettishly inserted a pen into his chest.

Zhao Chuanxin took out 20 yuan and handed it to Isaiah: "Take this money and return the suit to others, and buy one for yourself."

After all, it's my own errands, so I can't wear too shabby clothes.

Isaiah took the money, looked down, and pouted behind Zhao Chuanxin.

After Zhao Chuanxin went out, he thought about it, took out his devil crystal eyes and put them on.

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