Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Zhao Chuanxin brought a few bottles of iced soda to the fat man in the White House Tavern.

The well in the white house was dug out by Zhao Chuanxin when he was digging the bunker. It is buried deep underground and is icy cold. Aguire Ida usually drinks iced beer in the well. The well mouth is just behind the bar.

He also gave the fat boy a copy of "Classic of Mountains and Seas" with pictures. Zhao Chuanxin took out his wireless mobile phone and dialed a call to fly into the sky.

He just had the attitude of giving it a try.

To his shock, the call was picked up.

"Zhao Xin, is that you, Zhao Xin?" Gulizar's voice rang out.

The signal is smooth.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows and looked at his watch: "Gulizar, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Zhao Xin, I thought you would call me again, so I moved this Thousand Miles Voice Transmitter into the house."

There was no trace of annoyance at being woken up in her voice, only surprise.

His voice sounded silly, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

"Okay, go to bed, or you'll get wrinkles."

"Ah? Really? Well then, you go to sleep too."

Zhao Chuanxin hung up the phone with a smile.

Juvencio Torric looked up and said, "Don John Constantine, you must love that woman very much. I have seen you smile like this."

Zhao Chuanxin took out a small plate and filled it with beef jerky, salmon, tea eggs and some preserved fruits. "What do you know at such a young age? Stop talking nonsense."

Among them, Zhao Chuanxin hated dried salmon the most. It was a seafood shipped from Japan, sold at 2 copper yuan per piece. It was cheap, salty and delicious.

Yet Juvencio Torique eats them all, shockingly.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Chuanxin picked and chose from the warehouse and took out a pair of children's leather shoes that cost one dollar in China and gave them to him.

This was one of the goods that was taken back when the Japanese Ikeda Western Goods Store was raided on Sakhalin Island. There's no point in leaving it like this.

Juvencio Torique couldn't put it down.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled - he had finally repaid the favor of this silly boy Chai Dao for his help.

Later that night, Justino returned: "Don John Constantine, the joint law enforcement team went to Sacabo Astra, Pablo and Aguirre Ida are watching there, I came back to report."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "I'm back. You stay at home and watch the door. I'll be back soon."

Sakabo Astra is less than thirty kilometers southwest of Quetzalan.

Thousands of households, three markets and six streets.

Green porcelain shines brightly, zithers play in the dance halls, and merchants and travelers come and go.

Just because it is very close to Puebla.

Sabino Canovas is resting at the local police station.

Aguire Ida and his two companions hid in a nearby cockfighting arena and watched secretly.

Suddenly, the crowd was pushed aside and Zhao Chuanxin walked in front of them.

"Don John Constantine, when did you arrive?"

Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck and said, "You guys stay here and guard."

After saying that, he walked into the police station.

The police at the door stopped him: "What are you doing? We are not accepting reports today."

Zhao Chuanxin held the policeman's head and slammed it against the door frame.

bang.

The policeman rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

When the passers-by saw this, they screamed and fled in all directions. After running a short distance, they turned back to look at the excitement, wanting to know who was so bold as to break into the police station.

The police station heard the noise and two more policemen came out.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and threw two lightning-fast punches, accurately hitting the two men's larynx.

The two men staggered back, holding their necks.

People outside are annoyed by what they see.

The attack was so swift and the beating was so vicious.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped onto the wall and aimed his Mondragon rifle.

bang, bang, bang...

Sabino Canovas had just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard the gunshot, he tensed up: "What happened?"

Those who went out to check were shot in the head by Zhao Chuanxin who was on the wall.

"Someone attacked the police station."

"What a courage!"

Zhao Chuanxin walked on the top of the wall, dodged the window, avoided ten thousand points of attack, and kept pulling the trigger, hitting the target with every shot.

Everyone in the police station went to the backyard.

At this time, a policeman who had gone to the market heard the gunshots and came back to help. Seeing Zhao Chuanxin on the wall about to shoot, Agulei Ida gripped the knife tightly and stabbed the policeman in the back.

puff……

The policeman turned his head with difficulty and saw the boy with a hideous face.

Pablo saw Aguirre Ida killing the police, which meant that there was no turning back for them. This was the Mexican version of "killing officials and rebelling."

So he looked at Miguel Esteban and stabbed the policeman who came back from outside with a knife.

When the crowd looked over, they saw that it was not only the guy on the wall, but also his helpers outside. The blood was splattered all over themselves, and they were so scared that they continued to run away.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a bottle of tequila, stuffed a piece of cotton cloth into the bottle mouth, lit the cloth soaked with alcohol, and threw it towards the police station below.

After a few Molotov cocktails, the police station was engulfed in flames.

Zhao Chuanxin sat on the top of the wall, waiting for the rabbit to come out, and shot them one by one.

At this time, he simply used the long magazine with thirty rounds of ammunition.

In a moment, some were choked to death, some were burned to death, and some were killed by Zhao Chuanxin's gun. The rest fled to the backyard, tied the horses' stirrups, and escaped through the back door.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up at this moment, ran along the wall, and continued shooting in the backyard.

Sabino Canovas escaped, and when he looked back at the man on the wall from a distance, he gnashed his teeth in hatred: "Just wait, I will come back for revenge!"

But the man on the wall pointed at him and took out a bigger and longer gun.

boom.

Sabino Canovas, who was gritting his teeth on horseback, had his head shattered, and bones, flesh, skin, red and white things splattered all over his accomplices nearby.

This scene is the most devastating.

It was the extra-large sniper rifle that Zhao Chuanxin made back then.

"Ah... help..."

The remaining police officers fled as fast as the wind.

Zhao Chuanxin put away his gun and jumped off the wall.

The local police chief crawled out of the sea of ​​fire, rolled on the ground to put out the flames on his body, and when he looked up, he saw Zhao Chuanxin standing in front of him with his back to him.

The sheriff lay on the ground, raised his head, and said fiercely: "You are dead."

Zhao Chuanxin stepped on a stone and poked backwards. The stone rolled under the sheriff's face. Zhao Chuanxin didn't even turn his head. He stretched his feet backwards and pressed down with his heels on the back of the sheriff's head.

puff.

Press down, poof...

After repeating this five times, the sheriff's body twitched and his face was unrecognizable.

The people around were silent.

Zhao Chuanxin spat and came to Pablo with a gun in hand: "Go find the deserters of the Quetzalan Country Patrol and ask them to gather together."

Pablo swallowed and obeyed instinctively: "Yes."

Pablo didn't know where these people lived or what their identities and backgrounds were.

Soon, all the people were gathered.

These people thought that Pablo and the other four were doomed to die, so they were not too scared when they were found, but they felt a little embarrassed.

More than 20 people gathered together, exchanging glances, as if to say - if he dares to settle the score later, we will do it once and for all...