Expedition to Europe

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The aft deck of the Victory Message.

Qin Zhiyuan faced six French sailors alone.

These six people are all tall and strong, about 1.8 meters tall. Although they are about the same height as Qin Zhiyuan, when it comes to thickness, sailors are a bit thicker.

Qin Zhiyuan's body has also been practicing martial arts since he was a child. Although he is tall, his figure is very well-proportioned. In the words of later generations, he has a model figure.

All French sailors are powerful men, with rough vertical and horizontal muscles on their bodies. In the words of later generations, they have the figure of a bodybuilding coach.

At this time, the wind and waves were strong, and the slightly fishy and salty sea breeze blew over. Qin Zhiyuan's clothes and sleeves rustled. Looking at the group of strong men gradually approaching, Qin Zhiyuan's heart was filled with the absurdity of "the wind is rustling, the sea breeze is salty" Feel.

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The bridge control room of the Victory Message.

First mate Wilson approached Captain Henry: "Captain, Cowell and the others have gone to the quarter deck. It seems they are looking for the Chinese. Do you want me to stop them?"

Henry put down the 18th century telescope in his hand, picked up the pipe and took a deep breath. After his lungs were fully moistened by nicotine, he slowly exhaled the smoke that turned into light blue: "As for the sailors, let them use their own water." Solve it by hand.”

Henry did not care about the life and death of the Chinese. If possible, Henry hoped that the Chinese would disappear silently, so that the rest of the journey would return to the calmness of the previous month.

Henry is not worried if Cowell and the others fail to achieve their goal. As the captain, Henry believes that everything on the ship is under his control.

Thinking of the unpleasant exchange with the Chinese man a few days ago, Henry frowned and asked, "What's the name of that Chinese man?"

"Zhiyuan Qin, number 10086." After all, Wilson was young and had a good memory.

"Oh, the overlord of the Far East from China, a very good name." Henry sighed, then put the matter behind him and continued to observe the route.

When the Beiyang Navy's "Zhiyuan Ship" was purchased by the Qing Empire, as the first ironclad ship in the Far East, it was called the "Overlord of the Far East." The word "Qin" is the synonym for China among Westerners, and the word "china" evolved from the pronunciation of the word "Qin".

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Victory Message Restaurant.

Huang Fugui was talking non-stop, and there were more than 500 attentive heads crowded in front of him, just like an MLM conference.

"There are no big alleys in France, and the girls are all pulled out to work alone. In this case, there is no madam to share the profits, and there is no big teapot to ask for rewards, and the price is much cheaper." Qin Zhiyuan can justly say that he does not teach everyone to go whoring. Huang Fugui didn't dare.

For Huang Fugui, the workers who had already learned a lot of French were all uncles he did not dare to offend. Huang Fugui's only irreplaceable role now is to help everyone write family letters. This was something Huang Fugui begged his grandfather and grandma for a long time before Qin Zhiyuan reluctantly agreed.

However, Qin Zhiyuan also had a request. As long as he heard complaints from workers that Huang Fugui was not paying attention in class, Qin Zhiyuan would teach everyone to write letters, not even leaving Huang Fugui a way to survive.

In this way, Huang Fugui responded to the workers' requests, taught whatever they wanted to learn, and listened to whatever they wanted to talk about.

"French girls just find a house on the street, install a glazed door, light candles inside, wear only a tube top on the upper body and a narrow pair of fur trousers on the lower body, and stay in the glazed house to pose. . If you like it, just go ahead and Went in and negotiated the price. Once the agreement was reached, they would pull the curtain and you could be a temporary couple inside, with no one to care or ask. " Huang Fugui seemed to be an experienced trader, but unfortunately he remembered the place name incorrectly and named Holland. France's red light district is a trap.

"A tube top, a pair of fur pants..." Chen Kangjian scratched his head for a long time and suddenly said: "Old Huang, if I can't see you through the door, do you want any money?"

Holy shit! I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people!

More than half of the more than five hundred people fell instantly, and the rest probably had this plan. Are you a wage earner? You are used to saving...

Damn it, all the wage earners are rich, okay? Is there someone like Chen Kangjian?

Qin Zhisheng, Gao Hongshi and Liu Zizheng felt fever on their faces, so they decided to leave the class for a while. No matter who asked about Chen Kangjian, the three of them did not answer.

So shameful.

Greif looked like "I don't know him." He was holding a small book and gesticulating, writing a cryptic book that no one could understand.

"This should be free of charge, and Huang can't say..." Huang Fugui was also dumbfounded by such a question. Damn, I haven't tried it before!

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On the back deck, six sailors were getting closer and closer to Qin Zhiyuan.

From the eyes of these sailors, Qin Zhiyuan saw determination, cruelty, madness, and no room for mercy.

Qin Zhiyuan didn't want to sit still and wait for death.

Behind the chimney on the rear deck, there was a narrow corridor more than ten meters long. Qin Zhiyuan saw the six sailors getting closer and closer, and suddenly turned around and flew towards the corridor.

Qin Zhiyuan's visual inspection showed that the corridor could accommodate at most two people side by side. If a fight broke out somewhere, that is to say, Qin Zhiyuan would be attacked by at most two sailors at the same time. Even though we are still outnumbered, it is still much better than being surrounded by six people.

"coward!"

"Don't run away if you have the guts!"

"Chase!"

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One moment he was fearless, but the next moment he turned around and ran. The six sailors were very surprised and started to curse. They chased him with wrenches, steel pipes, and bench legs.

Deliberately slowing down his pace, listening to the footsteps behind him and estimating the distance, Qin Zhiyuan suddenly jumped into the air while running, turned his body in the air, and kicked back hard with inertia, hitting the face of the fastest sailor.

The sailor was about to catch up with Qin Zhiyuan, and with a look of joy in his eyes, he raised the wrench and was about to hit it down, but suddenly saw Qin Zhiyuan curled up and jumped up. Before he could react, he was kicked in the face, and the whole person flew backwards, as if he was hit head-on by a Mercedes-Benz car.

The sailor was straightforward. He threw the wrench away and fell to the ground like a wooden stake. He fainted without a sound. Just looking at the collapsed nose bridge and the five or six teeth scattered on the ground, it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"Damn it!"

"Catch up with him!"

The remaining nameless sailors saw the miserable state of their companions, and not only were they not scared away, but they became even more angry and chased them more and more relentlessly.

Chase, I'll let you chase, I'll tire you to death.

Qin Zhiyuan ran with ease, and still had the energy to observe the terrain.

At the end of the corridor was a staircase, which was also only wide enough for two people to climb side by side. Qin Zhiyuan took three or two steps to cross more than 20 steps, and then turned around to guard the stairs.

"The road above is a dead end, he has nowhere to escape."

"Boy, this is where you will die today!"

"Kill him!" The five sailors encouraged each other and began to climb up the stairs.

"I'll fight!" Just when the first sailor showed his head, Qin Zhiyuan screamed and hit him in the face with a whip kick.

After the fight, Qin Zhiyuan found that yelling when making a move was really conducive to better power. The moment the sailor was hit, his skull was slightly deformed. Although it recovered instantly, the brain tissue was already damaged. He couldn't get out of bed without resting for a year or two. Even if he could get out of bed, he would still have sequelae.

"This bitch!"

"Stupid pig!" The sailors were still cursing, and it was unclear whether they were cursing Qin Zhiyuan, who was as cunning as a fox, or their companions who were as stupid as pigs.

"Oh my God, my arm..."

The stairs were narrow, and when the unconscious sailor rolled down, he crushed two other people. One of them got his arm stuck in the handrail of the stairs and was broken in two. His arm was useless. Even if it was connected, he would not be able to exert force for the rest of his life.

The sailors wanted to rush up, but there was no chance. The workers had surrounded them from all directions.

Qin Zhiyuan was standing above the restaurant.