The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

The sound of guns and artillery in the British Concession echoed in Hankou in the night.

Sheng Xuanhuai, who was about to go to sleep, heard this and sat up in shock.

Eiji Asabuki and Hisahide Aso of Mitsui Yoko heard this and were startled.

The consul of the Japanese Concession, Mizuno Kokichi, heard this and immediately put on his clothes and summoned the soldiers. Someone was called to inquire about the cause, and an intelligence officer flew to the police: "This is the British Concession. Someone broke into the Yokohama Shokin Bank and was fighting with our army and the British army. We suffered heavy casualties."

Mizuno Kokichi hurriedly said: "Let's explore again!"

"yes!"

Hu Gengtang, with his bead curtains, green sills and brocade tents, was enjoying himself in the romantic place. He asked with drunken eyes: "It's not the New Year yet, why did you set off the firecrackers in advance?"

In the hibiscus tent, in the emerald quilt, the woman who was singing the crooked tune of her enemy stopped and sighed and said: "The flowers that bloom at night today will be the grass that will leave tomorrow. These are not firecrackers, but guns. Hankou is not peaceful again..."

In the inn, Po, who was also awake, heard the sound of gunfire, and the evil smile that the lewd monk had before causing trouble immediately came to his mind, and he thought it had something to do with this broom star.

At the Hu family's residence, Sheng Enyi, who was staying overnight, looked for Hu Li, and the two of them went to find Benjamin Goldberg: "Why hasn't Master Cheng Kun come back yet? I don't know what happened outside, there were guns and cannons... "

Benjamin Goldberg held his sleeves and bared his teeth exactly like Zhao Chuanxin: "Don't worry, my master has always been a rebel. If the guns are loud, my master is capable. The guns are very loud. My master is very capable."

"..."

Why does it sound familiar?

Benjamin Goldberg smiled: "Fourth Young Master Sheng, take me to Hanyang Iron Works tomorrow to take stock. Believe me, Master will miss your favor. This is much more important than worrying about his safety."

Sheng Enyi hesitated: "That's nothing..."

I don't feel bad for selling my father's land.

This is the prodigal son who spends a lot of money on the gambling table in later generations, and he has already shown signs of it at a young age.

Benjamin Goldberg is right.

Zhao Chuanxin came out of the treasury, and the three floors outside were already surrounded by water.

He set up a Krupp 75mm flat-fire cannon next to the counter in the lobby, raised the rocker, and the muzzle of the gun quickly dropped and was aimed at the door.

boom……

Explosive bombs exploded outside the door, a ball of fire shot into the sky, and heart-rending screams could be heard everywhere.

People outside never expected that Zhao Chuanxin would carry a cannon with him.

Zhao Chuanxin collected the cannon, embarked on the Misty Traveler, and meandered forward.

After leaving the door, he didn't lose any momentum when he went down the steps. He rushed straight down and plunged into the fire.

The British and Japanese troops, who were running away in fear, had not yet set up their battle formations.

Zhao Chuanxin had already taken out the Goldberg M1907, deftly removed the magazine, replaced it with a new one, and turned the speed switch to fire.

Bang bang bang...

He bent his knees and sank his horse to maintain stability. He stepped on the Misty Traveler and drew a half-moon arc as it drifted on the ground.

The muzzle of the gun moved erratically as his body shape changed.

The British and Japanese troops were on their backs. When they wanted to counterattack, they could not grasp the veins of the enemy's tongue of fire in the dark night.

The tongues of fire were as erratic as the will-o'-the-wisps in the circle of graves.

For the first time in his life, the muzzle of the gun could not turn as fast as the enemy's movement.

Tata Tata...

The machine gun position was fired outside.

It doesn't matter if you can't catch Zhao Chuanxin's figure. Shooting randomly can at least suppress it.

Zhao Chuanxin was still thinking about rushing forward when he heard the sound of machine gunfire and made a sharp turn.

The turn was too sharp and it was difficult to control his body shape, so he was thrown out.

Zhao Chuanxin retracted his gun in an instant, twisted his waist and abdomen in the air, and was knocked upside down.

At the critical moment, his hands grabbed both sides of the Misty Traveler, and at the same time increased the energy output of the old sacred fire.

Good guy, he is now head down and his legs are pointing up diagonally.

Catching the ethereal traveler, he runs fast against the ground like a flying flag.

Misty Traveler: This time it’s my turn to help you win...

In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the river beach and plunged into the Yangtze River water.

Zhao Chuanxin slowed down, pressed down on the Misty Traveler and flicked his elbows, turning his body 180 degrees forward to stand on top of the Misty Traveler again.

The British and Japanese troops were left behind, shouting that they could not find the enemy.

General Zhao Chuanxin ran out of the British Concession and went ashore. He saw a man at the gate of the British Concession looking furtively inside.

The man wanted to go in, but maybe he thought it would be dangerous to go in. When he was hesitant, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

He turned around in shock and saw a shining bald head.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth at him: "Remember at the dock, I told you, are you in danger of a bloody disaster?"

Sure enough, this man remembered the monk and said angrily: "Okay, it's you..."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Yes, it's me, I will send you to heaven as early as possible today!"

The man's expression changed, and just as he was about to speak, Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg, used his violent armor and kicked it down.

Click...

The man let out an "ouch" and his knees bent backward.

The screams spread far and wide.

But the gunfire in the British Concession continued. Those people couldn't find the enemy. The heavy machine guns still didn't stop firing, and they didn't know what they were shooting at. In short, the screams were suppressed.

Zhao Chuanxin asked him: "How many intelligence officers are there like you? Where are they? What intelligence are you investigating?"

The man had a pained expression, but gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know what you are talking about. I am a worker carrying cattail bags at the dock. I was just about to go home when you, the evil monk..."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg... click!

The man's left knee was also crushed.

Even the soles of Zhao Chuanxin's own feet were sore from the shock, which shows how strong the force was.

This person almost fainted from the pain, but it would be okay if he really fainted, but he didn't.

"You bitch, I have a sharp eye. I can spot Japanese spies with certainty. Are you still pretending to be a bear?" Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and asked, "Are you going to tell me?"

The spy finally couldn't bear it anymore: "I said..."

Zhao Chuanxin listened to this man's narrative while paying attention to what was going on in the British Concession.

Not to mention the academy in Shanghai that was exposed by Zhao Chuanxin, there are also Leshan Halls opened by them in Hankou, Shanghai, Changsha, and Chongqing.

This shop, called "Le Shan Tang", used to specialize in selling eye drops, but later also sold other medicines and beautifully printed books.

The Japanese do very detailed intelligence work. First, they will investigate the traces of figures in the Qing court and the White Lotus Sect in order to win people's hearts and use them in the future.

Second, we should carefully investigate the wealthy landowners, and at the same time find out those people in the government and the public who oppose Japan, and study how to kill these people.

Third, reconnaissance weapons, ammunition, food, money and other equipment and materials necessary for navy and army affairs.

Fourth, investigate the various internal and external dispositions and plans of the Qing court.

In addition, land, transportation, food, military systems, population density in various places, living customs, good and evil, rich and poor, etc., have also been included in the scope of the investigation.

They know these mountains and rivers better than the Qing court itself.

The most outrageous thing is that Sichuan produces white fungus, which is extremely valuable at this time. They also conducted a detailed investigation of its origin and farmers' planting methods.

They even know the price fluctuations of white fungus over the years...

Zhao Chuanxin secretly noted that a group of people came from the direction of the Japanese Concession.

Seeing the look of hope on the spy's face, he smiled and said, "Do you think reinforcements have arrived? I'll show you some fireworks."

He dragged the spy to the entrance of the British Concession and the bunker built by the British army, and took out Maxim.

Because there was a disturbance in the concession, the British troops rushed to support him, causing the door to open wide, which was convenient for Zhao Chuanxin.

After a while, a large group of Japanese troops arrived near the British Concession.

The spy opened his mouth and wanted to shout to alert his compatriots. Zhao Chuanxin picked up a brick and smashed it into the spy's mouth.

The spy's mouth was bleeding profusely, half of his teeth were knocked out, and he couldn't speak at all.

Only then did Zhao Chuanxin pull the trigger.

Tata Tata...

The spy was hemming and hawing, deliberately trying to stop him, but unable to do anything about it.

As Maxim's fiery tongue stammered, the situation suddenly changed, the moon shone brightly, and the momentum was majestic.

Zhao Chuanxin had a cigar in his mouth, and the metal flowers bloomed to their heart's content.

Japanese Consul Mizuno Kokichi was among the team, but at the back.

When Maxim rang, he quickly asked someone to shout: "Tell the British troops, we are reinforcements, don't shoot, don't accidentally injure friendly forces."

A Japanese man shouted with a loudspeaker, but he was immediately torn into pieces by Maxim.

Mizuno Kokichi was so frightened that he peed his pants: "Baga, the British are all idiots, retreat quickly..."

He thought it was British troops guarding the entrance to the British Concession.

Zhao Chuanxin finished tying two metal bullet chains and turned to look at the spy: "Isn't it exciting?"

The Japanese spy saw the corpses of Japanese soldiers lying here and there under the street lights in front of him. They were really bleeding like rivers, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red: "You evil monk, you must die a good death!"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "I accept your blessing. In memory of your hard work in collecting intelligence in Hankou these years, I will give you a good blessing."

He used his palm as a knife and cut the spy's throat.

The spy's throat hurt sharply and he opened his mouth involuntarily.

Zhao Chuanxin turned the hot barrel of Maxim's gun and stuffed it into his mouth. It immediately made a "sizzling" sound and a cloud of green smoke came out.

It's true that water cooling lowers the temperature, but after such a bullet, the temperature is still not something people can bear.

The spy's eyes bulged.

Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "How can you report back if you have information in the future?"

He raised his hands, opened his arms, and slapped hard - his breasts reached his ears.

Boom...buzz...

The spy's eardrums were perforated and blood began to ooze out.

"Let's see how you continue to inquire in the future?"

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the bullet casing on the ground and punched him in the eyes quickly and accurately.

Puff, puff...

"Let's see how you continue to observe in the future?"

Finally, he stood up and crushed the spy's hands with one kick.

"You can't even write a word!"

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the great powers naturally committed numerous crimes in the Central Plains.

But the three feet of ice did not last in a day. The Japanese, who seemed to be doing the least harm, had actually begun to prepare for future invasion of China at this time.

Their spies are particularly fanatical, their attributes are basically "right", and they are all-pervasive and difficult to detect.

The spy on the ground is not dead yet, but he is completely disabled. He has a mouth but cannot speak, he has eyes but cannot see, he has ears but cannot hear, and he has hands but cannot write.

Zhao Chuanxin accepted Maxim, stepped on the misty traveler, and did not return to the Hu family.

The honey seller he beat up that day was naturally a Japanese spy.

Since I can go once, I will definitely go there a second time. Apart from the bright side, there are still many pairs of eyes hidden in the secret.

He galloped towards Leshan Hall in the city.

In 1878, Japanese spy chief Ginka Kishida established Leshan Tang in Shanghai.

In order to expand their influence, in addition to selling eye drops and commonly used medicines, they also began to print pocket-sized editions of classics from various schools of thought.

As soon as this trendy reading material came out, it was loved by domestic intellectuals.

This made Leshantang make a lot of money, and Kishida Ginka became a hot celebrity in Shanghai. In contact with celebrities from all walks of life, Kishida Ginka collected information effortlessly.

Later, Arao Jing, the spy chief, came to Shanghai and settled in Leshan Hall.

Kishida Ginka admired Arao Jing very much and thought he was a talent, so he asked him to come to Hankou to open a branch.

Arao Jing lived up to trust and expectations, grew bigger and stronger, and became one of the largest foreign stores in Hankou.

Arao Jing is now dead, but Leshan Hall is still the Japanese intelligence station in Hankou.

This secret service agency has a name, Xuanyang Society.

Kishida Ginka and Arao Sei are the core members.

Zhao Chuanxin came to Leshantang and found that the shop was not closed yet.

He pushed the door open and entered. It was brightly lit and there were more than a dozen shop assistants inside.

They all turned their heads and looked at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and closed the door, locked it, turned around and said, "Your bloody disaster is coming!"

If nothing unexpected happens, it will explode within the next week, and it will cost the life of the old man on the third patrol.