The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Of the so-called dozen guys, not one of them is innocent.

Among them was the honey vendor Zhao Chuanxin saw in front of Hu's house.

When the man saw Zhao Chuanxin, his expression changed slightly, but he didn't expect that Zhao Chuanxin was the culprit who broke into the British Concession at night. He took advantage of the crowd and shouted: "There is a road to heaven if you don't take it, but there is no door to hell for you." Break in! Just in time to close the door, we'll beat the dog and take away the shame of yesterday!"

Zhao Chuanxin raised one palm and said: "Amitabha, please calm down the donor. The poor monk has a sharp mouth and a snake's heart. If he offends someone, it must be intentional."

Honey Vendor's CPU is not working properly.

He immediately became furious and said, "This bald donkey is really disgusting. He actually dares to come to my door and play tricks on me. Please help me and finish him off today!"

The first person took out a dagger, the second person took out an ax, the third person took out a short knife, the fourth person took out a long sword...

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised that no one in this group had a gun.

The honey vendor took out a samurai sword from under the counter. After drawing it, he looked at the length and was very satisfied because it made up for his lack of height.

See how I deal with you today.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and said in amusement: "I'm a Zhuo, so I look down on the poor monk, right?"

Crying...

He drew out a Miao knife that was more than five feet long.

Everyone: "..."

The honey vendor's face froze with pride, and then he said angrily: "Everyone, come on shoulder to shoulder."

A group of people roared and charged, looking like wild boars. Zhao Chuanxin knew that the blood of this group of people was very pure.

He pressed the knife, drew a semicircle on the ground, and stood on the left side of his body.

When the clerk with a ferocious look on his face rushed to one meter away, he jumped up and raised his ax to chop Zhao Chuanxin.

Uh-huh...

The sword comes out like a trained horse and rustles like a shooting star.

After this person jumped up, the height of his neck made it extremely comfortable for Zhao Chuanxin to perform a horizontal slash.

His passion was spilled in a foreign country.

Zhao Chuanxin killed him with one blow and chopped the second man in half.

The second man was holding a short sword with one hand, trying to block Zhao Chuanxin's blade.

It was just that he couldn't resist the huge shock on his wrist. The short knife tilted slightly and was split along the shoulder seam, and blood spilled on the spot!

Zhao Chuanxin only uses three moves, horizontal slash, chopping and stabbing.

In terms of strength, he is already infinitely powerful; in terms of explosion, Furious Armor is invincible.

If you go very fast, you can only hear the sound of "whoosh" and "whoosh" breaking through the air.

Regardless of whether they block it or not, it will all be done with one blow.

After Zhao Chuanxin killed seven people in a row, the others were a little confused.

It has to be said that among the opponents Zhao Chuanxin has faced, the Japanese have the strongest will.

If it were a Yankee or a British guy, he would have peed in fear, but the Japanese could continue to wash away the urine stains.

The honey vendor raised his knife and stepped forward. Because Zhao Chuanxin slashed too fast, he turned slightly sideways and blocked the attack with his knife.

This is called the counterattack side in Japanese Kendo.

Just use your body to resist and release the force, and then take advantage of the situation to counterattack.

However……

When encountering Zhao Chuanxin, no counterattack or attack side was of any use. With one slash, the honey vendor couldn't hold down Zhao Chuanxin's one-handed knife with both hands. Fortunately, he escaped by mistake.

The honey vendor was horrified and had no time to fight back, Zhao Chuanxin took advantage of the situation and swept away.

laugh……

Broken stomach and intestinal bleeding...

Someone was so anxious that he couldn't help shouting in Japanese: "Spread out, spread out, besiege, don't go in a straight line!"

Wow, the remaining people stood like a fan.

With various weapons in their hands, they attacked Zhao Chuanxin at the same time.

Zhao Chuanxin blocked with his left hand, blocked with his right hand, pushed the big wheel away, raised his leg and kicked him sideways. A Japanese man was actually kicked backwards for five meters, and stopped after hitting a container. After landing, he let out an old sigh. The blood spurted out far away.

One person was holding a hatchet and wanted to chop. Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward, holding the knife with both hands, and held the opponent's knife in a criss-cross position.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled at the other party, his squinted eyes suddenly widened. His violent armor and body exerted force at the same time, pushing the Japanese hatchet against his face, and a bloody mark appeared.

Tsk...

Sparks flew everywhere, the Japanese couldn't withstand such force, the blade deflected, and the Miao knife opened along his cheek!

"ah……"

The nerves on his face were dense, and the man screamed in pain like a slaughtering pig.

Zhao Chuanxin hit the back of his head with the handle of the knife. The man's screams suddenly stopped, his eyes rolled up and he began to twitch and foam at the mouth.

The remaining people trembled and formed a fan again.

Zhao Chuanxin turned the wheel, and the Dragon Capturing Ring sucked one person over. All he had to do was straighten the Miao Dao in his right hand, and the Japanese took the initiative to skewer him sugar-coated haws!

"Sorcery, he knows sorcery..."

The others were so scared that they peed.

Zhao Chuanxin had finished practicing his sword skills today. He put away the Miao sword, pulled out the Elf carving knife and threw it away.

The smart gyroscope caught it, and the two-meter-long slender hair-like blade was thrown like a whip.

Just two clicks and call it a day.

Zhao Chuanxin lowered his head and looked around. There were only three people who were still alive, including the honey vendor.

He walked over and asked: "There are a total of 28 people registered in Hankou Xuanyang Society, and there are only 16 here. Where are the rest?"

The honey vendor was shocked: Does he even know the number of people?

He said stubbornly: "Just kill me, I won't tell you."

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand, and the elf carving knife flew into his palm.

The blade shrank and returned to the size of a dagger.

This was all seen by the honey vendor, and his eyes widened.

Could this be the legendary flying sword?

Zhao Chuanxin held the elf carving knife and casually picked his wrist, breaking the tendon.

"ah……"

Pain upon pain.

"I won't say it, humph, I won't say it anyway."

Pick the right hand.

"Ah... I won't even say that even if I kill you."

Left foot.

"ah……"

Right foot.

"ah……"

Seeing that he was stubborn, Zhao Chuanxin flicked the sharp blade and extended the blade: "I will show you a wave of wheat blown by the wind."

But I saw the thin blade of the elf carving knife rolling, the honey seller's clothes were minced, and the skin and flesh were torn and blood flowed like a thousand waves.

This is much more powerful than an executioner who is proficient in death with a thousand cuts.

This intense pain made the honey vendor so miserable that the blood vessels in his forehead almost burst.

Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "I have already told you that I have a sharp mouth and a snake heart, but you just don't believe me."

"I believed it, I said, I said..."

Finally unable to resist Zhao Chuanxin's wind and waves of wheat, the honey vendor told the whereabouts of the others one by one, including their residences, identities and the tasks they were currently doing.

Six of them were not local, and of the remaining six, two were waiting outside Sheng Xuanhuai's mansion, and the remaining four were waiting outside Hu Gengtang's and Bao Yunfang's mansions respectively.

Zhao Chuanxin asked why they were paying attention to these two people.

The honey vendor explained the reason: "Hu Gentang sent money to Sheng Xuanhuai and threatened the Huaiyan merchants to jointly invest in the shares. Hisashi Aso of the Iron Works then set his sights on the two largest Huaiyan merchants in Hankou and wanted to cooperate with them in smuggling tobacco and Firearms bribe them..."

Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes. The Japanese were very good at their tricks. It was not surprising to contact Hu Gengtang and Bao Yunfang.

But, I wonder if these two bitches will take the bait?

If they take the bait, Zhao Chuanxian may have to go overboard and confiscate his house again to enrich his own treasury.

What kind of ethics are you talking about with traitors?

"Who do you answer to now?"

"To the Consul General, Mizuno Yukichi."

When Zhao Chuanxin saw that the honey vendor was still alive, he became more energetic as if reflecting on his past. He rolled his eyes and asked, "Tell me, how much do you know about the spies outside the customs?"

But the honey vendor's face flushed instantly, and then his pupils began to dilate. He said, "No, no, I don't know..."

His head tilted and he finally died.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a towel and wiped the blood on his face and body, cleaned the Miao knife, and threw the bloody towel on the ground.

He lit a cigarette and walked to the counter with it in his mouth. Seeing that the booklets on classics and history were indeed beautifully printed, he picked out some of the ones he was interested in and took them with him.

Sweeping all the money here, mosquito legs are also meat.

Then, he used an elf carving knife to cut a board and engraved a line of words on it: Shanghai Tang, Hankou, Sichuan, and Tianjin Wei's Leshan Hall are all Japanese spy agencies. Anyone who captures a Japanese spy alive will be rewarded 50 yuan. Capture the leader and get a reward of 80 yuan - Zhao Chuanxin, the 19th day of the twelfth lunar month in the year of Dingwei.

He directly identified his identity because after tonight, no matter how stupid the Japanese and British were, they would know that it was Zhao Chuanxin who did it.

In this world, he is the only one whose personal bravery is so terrifying.

Furthermore, there were many characteristics that Zhao Chuanxin could not hide even if he tried to hide them.

The most important thing is that the Japanese have already set up an ambush on the roof. Needless to say, the person they are guarding against must be Zhao Chuanxin.

Who knows about the God of War on the roof?

He carried the board out of the door, stood at the door of Leshan Hall, closed the door, and went to Sheng Xuanhuai's mansion first, then to Hu and Bao's family, and dealt with the remaining six people.

The corpses were all placed where they were, and he never cared about killing them or burying them.

In the end, Zhao Chuanxin did not return to the Hu family, but went to the Japanese Concession.

The Japanese Concession was heavily guarded at this time, and the Japanese soldiers' eyes were wide open, not letting go of any clues. A mouse passed by, and two or three Japanese soldiers stabbed it with bayonets...

Zhao Chuanxin looked at it from a distance with a telescope: "..."

As for what?

Not to mention that the Japanese Consulate in Han must be guarded as tightly as iron cannons.

He picked a three-story building on the river beach, jumped on the roof, wrapped his head in two layers of quilts and fell asleep.

I slept until the sun rose.

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes and brushed his teeth and washed himself on the roof.

Since receiving the greeting from Lord Runzhi, he hasn't used the towel much.

Take out the charcoal stove, boil a pot of hot water, and make a cup of hot tea first.

Take out the homemade instant noodles, cook them in a pot, and get busy on the roof of the western-style building.

A foreign couple heard the sound of cutting on the roof.

The wife was wrapped in quilt and asked confusedly: "Darling, what is the sound?"

The husband opened the window and the cool air rushed in, making him shiver. I looked up and saw nothing.

He put on his clothes, picked up the shotgun, went up to the attic, and got out of the skylight.

I saw a Chinese man putting chopped cabbage into the pot.

The husband picked up the shotgun. Before he could speak, the Chinese man said calmly: "Damn it, Faker, you will die if you don't put down the gun within three seconds."

The husband was furious when he heard this: "You..."

"three!"

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand, and an ax flew and embedded itself in her husband's forehead.

Don’t you know that I never talk about martial ethics?

Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck, stretched out his hand, and the ax flew back into his palm. Water and rinse to disperse the water vapor, put it away, and continue cooking the noodles without changing color.

The wife waited below, waiting for her husband not to come back, so she picked up the stove hook and went up to the attic. When she got out of the skylight, she saw her husband lying in a pool of blood on the rooftop.

And a Chinese man was making noodles.

The spicy aroma of beef and chili fills the roof.

The wife opened her mouth, and just as her tongue trembled, she heard the Chinese say: "Damn it, Fakeer, you will die if you dare to scream!"

As if she didn't believe in the evil, the wife licked her tongue and said: "Ah..."

Duh...

The voice stopped.

As the saying goes, there is no one to collect the flowers and flowers on the land, and the green and green gorse jade scratches the head.

Zhao Chuanxin repeated the previous action, took back the ax, and started eating, as if nothing had happened...

The rooftop is very peaceful and has a view of the river.

The sun rises, but the water and sky are the same color, and the vegetation is rustling, swaying on both sides of the bank.

Zhao Chuanxin took a sip of the soup first, and then ate the beef noodles, feeling warm in his stomach.

After a pot of noodles, Zhao Chuanxin was satisfied.

The bodies of the foreign couple did not affect his appetite at all.

He sat on the pony and picked up the teapot. The temperature was just right. He took a sip and felt refreshed.

After taking a look at the corpse, Zhao Chuanxin said to himself: "There is no difference in the ten directions, and all living beings are different. This land does not belong to you, but you really treat it as your own home and want an American-style residence. If you don't die, who will die? I am very small-minded. Oh, what a sin..."

Benjamin Goldberg talked about the conflict between the people of Hankou and the Japanese army. Just because Zhao Chuanxin didn't talk about it doesn't mean he didn't think about it!

I wonder if Mizuno Kokichi will act like a turtle, never leaving his shell?