The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

In this land, the folk customs are also strong.

The team owner told Zhao Chuanxin: "Lan Dashun, who once rebelled against the Taiping Army, killed the arrogant general Duolong'a and became famous. From then on, western Henan, southern Shaanxi and northern Shaanxi were full of swordsmen..."

Zhao Chuanxin rode a horse slowly, shaking his head as he listened. Although he was not drunk after just drinking a little wine, it made him feel like sleeping. It was only because the Balrog's underwear was too warm.

Nikola Tesla said: “Drink without riding, and ride without drinking.”

Zhao Chuanxin put on his sunglasses and grinned: "What are you afraid of? Ma didn't drink."

"..."

The team owner burst out laughing: "It's strange that foreigners also speak our language!"

The driver led the mule and walked slowly. The loess was high and the slopes were all yellow.

On a high slope in front, the mule climbed up with his head lowered and his driver pushing behind him.

The team owner and two escorts also went to help.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't just watch, so he dismounted, handed the reins to Nikola Tesla, and pushed along with him.

As a result, as soon as he exerted his strength, there were two deep shoe prints under his feet. The struggling mule instantly relaxed and ran up quickly.

Zhao Chuanxin returned and continued to push the second car, the third car...

The team owner was shocked and said: "You are a man, even though you have a low drinking capacity, you are very strong!"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled faintly: "I didn't dare to exert too much force because I was afraid that my shoes would be broken. Otherwise, I would push the mule up together and laugh."

Team owner: "..."

This is so pretentious that it is unjustifiable not to give it full marks.

After the two men and the two bodyguards pushed the last mule cart up the slope, they clapped their hands and were thinking of taking a breath.

But I saw the driver who was going downhill, including his vehicle and his vehicle, being held captive by a group of burly men, with a knife put to his neck.

There are also two fast guns, the muzzles of which are facing here.

This group of people was very cunning. They deliberately chose a slope where the view was blocked. When a convoy came over, they controlled a driver so that he could not make a sound.

The team owner was overwhelmed by the sudden change.

The two bodyguards carried their rifles behind their backs, and they did not dare to turn around when someone pointed their guns at them.

"Don't move. We'll take the goods away, hand over the money, and spare your lives."

The team boss's face was ashen.

It's not easy to run a business like them. They eat in the wind and sleep in the open air, carry goods back and forth, and make hard money.

If this was robbed, his vitality would be severely damaged.

He said bitterly: "You guys, let's talk about it. I'll unload half of the goods and let me take the other half away. Keep some capital."

One of the men with a gun stepped forward and hit the team owner on the cheek with the butt of his gun: "How dare you bargain?"

Seeing that he wanted to fight, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly said: "There is a cloud in the northwest sky..."

The sound was so loud that it carried so far across the yellow land that even the howling cold wind couldn't suppress it.

The bandits were startled.

Only Zhao Chuanxin continued: "There are clouds in the northwest sky, and the phoenix fell into the crowd of crows. The place is full of donkeys and horses. I am the father, who is the son?"

I blanch...

When these bandits first heard the slanderous words, they thought they were people from the Jianghu.

Clinker was teased and couldn't help but get angry.

The leader of the bandits angrily tucked the hem of his coat into his waistband and walked over carrying a Guanshan knife that was three feet long and two inches wide.

The team boss turned pale with fright and hurriedly bowed: "Heroes, all heroes, my brother is ignorant, don't argue with him..."

"Fuck you, don't let anyone go today..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chuanxin didn't even look back and copied his words backwards.

The Miao knife hanging on the saddle was pulled out with a clang.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Under the scorching sun, the cold light shines at three o'clock, and the sword is sheathed.

too fast.

The bandit leader covered his eyes with one hand and his throat with the other. There was a bloody hole in his abdomen, but he couldn't separate his hands to cover it.

But seeing the blood flowing profusely, the bandit leader couldn't even scream.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhao Chuanxin moved his neck: "Haha, the three points of Hanmang are in no particular order, and the sword comes out like a dragon piercing an ox!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bandit leader raised his head and fell down.

The two bandits with quick guns quickly tried to turn their guns and point them at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin put his hand on his waist, pressed the hammer with the edge of his left hand, and pulled the trigger with his right index finger.

Bang bang bang...

The muzzle of the Mosin Nagant revolver flicked from left to right. The gunman on the left was shot first in the abdomen, then on the right, in the chest on the left, and again on the right, in the center of the left eyebrow, and again on the right. The bullet holes were completely symmetrical...

In fact, the shots were shot so fast that it was hard to tell which one was shot first.

The two bandits collapsed and died faster than the bandit leader.

The strong west wind blew away the smoke and the smell of blood.

Zhao Chuanxin held up his cowboy hat, turned the wheel twice on his index finger, and put the gun back into the holster: "That's it?"

The remaining bandits stood there stupidly.

Because they haven't had time to react, they don't know whether to run or to charge.

Rational thinking and analysis, based on the current situation, they should run...

The team boss opened his mouth: "You..."

The two escorts reacted and quickly took out the guns from behind: "Don't move, anyone who moves will die!"

The two gunmen of the bandits dropped their guns on the ground, and no one dared to pick them up at this time.

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands on his waist and grinned at the team boss: "What to do with the rest, it's up to you, man."

Just because he had begged Zhao Chuanxin for mercy in front of the angry bandit leader, Zhao Chuanxin had to repay him.

The team owner gratefully bowed to Zhao Chuanxin: "I don't know how to repay the favor of saving my life. I, Li Jiangong, will only keep the capital of this business, and the rest will be taken away by my benefactor."

Seeing how reserved Zhao Chuanxin was when he drank, he thought he was a bronze in being strong on the outside but strong on the inside, but he didn't expect that he would be the king the moment he made a move.

Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Don't test the cadres with these things. It's easy to lose control. There's still a long way to go. I'll get some raisins from Turpan when I go back. I'll make jerky if I use up the beef." "

Li Jiangong burst into tears with gratitude. These were very cheap in the Western Regions and were nothing compared to his goods.

He picked up the Guanshan knife on the ground, and the two bodyguards with quick guns swept the formation and walked towards the remaining six bandits.

Zhao Chuanxin thought he could watch a good show of killing bandits with his own hands. Li Jiangong, a clinker, just said: "Today we turned defeat into victory, but Li was unwilling to kill them all. Please tell the swordsmen around you to stay here next time we meet." It’s a capital. There’s no need to fight and kill, Li will give it to you if you ask. If you don’t agree, all the heroes have also seen that my brother kills people like chickens without blinking an eye. Do you agree?”

Several bandits originally thought that they would die today, but they did not expect that Li Jiangong would let them go. After looking at each other, the master clasped his fists and said, "Okay, if you let us go today, there will be a big reward!"

It's all just talk.

But Li Jiangong wasn't done yet. He took out some money from his pocket and handed it over: "A few of you have lost some men and horses. I have a small profit and it's all on the goods. I don't have much money. This is the right thing to do." compensate."

A few bandits were a little confused.

I thought it was just a joke, but it seems that this person is really good.

As for the death of the bandit leader, it actually doesn't matter. Being a bandit is all about robbery. How can there be any sense of loyalty in doing something that is tied to one's belt?

Several people took the money, looked deeply at Li Jiangong, walked backwards to lead the horse, got on the horse and ran away.

When Li Jiangong came back, he threw the Guanshan knife on the mule cart and said, "Please forgive me, banditry has been constantly suppressed. If we kill this one and there will be another one tomorrow, it is better to be more liberal and maybe we can save our lives if we encounter him in the future." "

Zhao Chuanxin doesn't agree with this.

If it were him, he would definitely kill them all without leaving any further trouble.

But since Li Jiangong chose this, he had nothing to say.

He smiled, mounted his horse and continued on his way.

It just depends on whether these bandits will open their eyes and whether they will recruit more accomplices to come and die...