The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Hearing this, Zhao Chuanxin showed a playful smile on his lips.

If he remembered correctly, Zhang Zuolin was at both ends of the spectrum at the moment, accepting sugar-coated bullets from Russia and Japan.

And he is best at this kind of thing of taking chestnuts from the fire. Zhao Chuanxin can guarantee that if he really goes this time, he will never come back.

He told Du Lisan many times that Zhang Zuolin would harm him one day, and Du Lisan still wanted to pull strings, so he must have known that Zhao Chuanxin knew what was going on.

So he asked: Where is the location?

Hengshan!

At this time, Little Japan was setting up defenses at Hengshan, preparing to temporarily switch from offense to defense.

It’s interesting to choose Hengshan!

Zhao Chuanxin said: Okay, you can keep the car and I will arrive on time.

After Du Lisan's men left, Zhao Chuanxin patted Li Guangzong on the shoulder: Guangzong, how do I treat you?

Sir, you treat me very well.

That's good, we are going to get rich this time, and I have a very important task to give you...

Li Guangzong felt a little scared after hearing this?

But Zhao Chuanxin didn't just deal with these green forest men once, and Li Guangzong didn't think it was a big deal.

Li Guangzong was stunned when he saw Zhao Chuanxin taking out not only clothes but also foreign guns and a large amount of ammunition from a small pocket.

Sir, do you know magic?

Zhao Chuanxin said mysteriously: Yes, yes, don't tell others!

After letting Li Guangzong change into clothes, the two of them loaded the guns and ammunition onto the carriage left by Du Lisan, and Zhao Chuanxin took out paper and pen again.

He chewed the end of his pencil and pondered for a while, wrote several notes, and then stuffed them into the small pockets of Li Guangzong's vest that originally contained bullets.

And told him seriously: I have cast a spell on these notes, you must not touch them. Let me explain to you one by one what to do next...

The two rode two carriages until they reached Longwang Pond, and Zhao Chuanxin separated from Li Guangzong.

Sir, I'm going to Hengshan, where are you going?

Zhao Chuanxin said mysteriously: I will go too, but we are going on different paths.

It is said that the autumn scenery in Hengshan is unique in the area, and many literati have lingered here throughout the ages.

At this time, the mountains are lush and lush.

Li Guangzong was driving the carriage, feeling uneasy.

How could he be in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way? I just kept repeating what Zhao Chuanxin explained in my heart, as if this could deepen my impression.

He was afraid because what Zhao Chuanxin said was too mysterious.

When he finally arrived at the trading location, he saw a group of people already waiting there.

But I saw that the leader was white and beardless, very handsome, with a strong look on his eyebrows. He is short in stature and as elegant as a Confucian scholar.

Seeing Li Guangzong coming, the man's mouth showed a slight smile, and he clasped his fists and said: It's better to be famous than to meet. The Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand really goes alone wherever he goes. Zhang admires him!

Li Guangzong remembered Zhao Chuanxin's instructions and continued to drive forward without answering.

Zhang Zuolin was slightly startled.

In his eyes, the other party looked serious and frowned, as if he was facing an extremely serious situation.

Could it be that? Did you see through it?

But looking at the subordinates behind him, he felt relieved again. So what if he sees through it? At this point, he can no longer escape.

Therefore, the smile has changed a bit.

Li Guangzong stopped a few meters away, jumped off the carriage, and lifted off the rags covering the carriage, revealing various weapons and ammunition inside.

He just stared at Zhang Zuolin seriously without saying a word.

Zhang Zuolin clapped his hands, turned his head slightly and said, Kurosawa Kenjiro, Zhang has summoned someone for you!

A group of Japanese soldiers walked out of the dense forest nearby, each with their guns pointed at Li Guangzong.

But what surprised Zhang Zuolin was that although Li Guangzong had a look of fear on his face, he didn't move.

If the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand is a heroic figure, or a hero, then such a figure should not be captured without hesitation.

Seeing that it was just as Zhao Chuanxin expected, Li Guangzong's fear eased slightly.

Since Mr. knows this situation, the next response must be extremely safe.

Thinking about it, he pointed in his vest pocket as if counting, and muttered: One, two, three, yes, this is it.

Everyone pointed their guns at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

In fact, during this period of time, this Hunyuan thunderbolt player has become quite famous in the green forest and among the Japanese and Russian armies.

Li Guangzong just took out a piece of paper and handed it to Zhang Zuolin: I am not the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Chengkun. This is what I was asked to give to you by my husband.

When they heard Li Guangzong say that he was not a Hunyuan Thunderbolt player, everyone including Kurosawa Kenjiro was stunned.

Zhang Zuolin took the note in surprise and saw that it read: Zhang Zuolin, you are finished, you dare to cheat me!

Zhang Zuolin: ...

Kurosawa Kanjiro came up from behind, grabbed the note, and frowned deeply after reading it.

Li Guangzong counted again and took out a piece of paper again.

Zhang Zuolin took it and took a look: Get out of the way so that you can watch a good show.

When Kurosawa Kanjiro snatched the note away again, Zhang Zuolin subconsciously moved it aside for some reason.

Then, I saw a bright flash of lightning coming from a distance on a sunny day.

Kurosawa Kanjiro, who was frowning and looking down at the note, didn't even have a chance to scream. He only heard a crackling sound and the ball of lightning suddenly exploded.

Then, Kurosawa Kanjiro turned into a ball of pitch-black char!

Everyone was shocked!

What's going on?

A bolt from the blue?

What kind of lightning struck Kurosawa Kanjiro to death on a sunny day?

Maybe it was because of the electricity, or maybe because of the excessive fear in their hearts, everyone's hair was horrified, and the exposed hair exploded.

Li Guangzong looked at it stupidly, and a voice in his heart shouted: Sir, he really knows magic!

Kanjiro Kurosawa, the translator of the Japanese Army's Manchuria Command and active spy in the three eastern provinces, was bombed into a ball of charcoal for no apparent reason!

The Japanese soldiers who followed Kurosawa Kanjiro didn't react at all, and they were also afraid.

When facing unknown things, all humans must be afraid.

It would be easier to explain if it was a headshot, but now...

After being in a daze for a while, Li Guangzong took out a piece of paper again.

Zhang Zuolin opened his mouth and looked: Is it fun? Do you think I’m called the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Player for nothing?

It's him!

Zhang Zuolin's body trembled.

The Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand was indeed a Thunderbolt Hand, and with a random thunderbolt, Kurosawa Kanjiro, who had lived in his house for a long time, was struck to death.

Li Guangzong took out a piece of paper again.

Zhang Zuolin took it with trembling hands: I am invincible below the immortals, but I am invincible above the immortals. Wherever Hunyuan's thunderbolt passes, ghosts and gods will change things. How dare you, Zhang Zuolin, play tricks on you?

Another note: Take the guns and ammunition, and three times the silver dollars are ready to be loaded on my car. Next time, even if you hide in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, I will blow you up into charcoal!

Before Zhang Zuolin could say anything, a Japanese soldier couldn't help but stepped forward and put a gun to Li Guangzong's head: Baga, take him away, he must have killed Kurosawa-kun!

Facing the muzzle of the gun, Li Guangzong's breathing almost stopped, and his body was shaking with fear.

Zhang Zuolin was also scared, and hurriedly said from behind: Wait a minute, this person is not a murderer, don't act rashly...

Before he finished speaking, he saw a ball of lightning coming from a distance, turning a corner and heading straight towards the Japanese soldier who was pointing a gun at Li Guangzong.

The Japanese soldier just saw lightning in the corner of his eye, and then lost consciousness.

Another person turned into black coke!

There is a strange smell of barbecue in the air!

Even Li Guangzong trembled. He handed over the note again tremblingly: Taking your heads is like picking something out of a bag! Put the money in the car and let the people go, otherwise no one will be able to leave today!

Zhang Zuolin took a deep breath and waved his hand: Get the silver coins, load them into the car, and release them!

This time, even the remaining Japanese soldiers were too scared to fart!