Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Chapter 1106 Zhao Chuanxin, Bullying Too Much

Zhao Chuanxin emptied a feed board, put down the Maxim, picked up the chopsticks and ate up the remaining beef and steamed buns in the baking tray.

Kang Youwei and He Chanli lay under the table, covering their ears and trembling.

Outside, seven Stockholm policemen were shot dead, and the rest dodged, their heads buzzing with fear.

They were all horrified when they saw the body of the policeman lying in a pool of blood.

People killed by machine gun fire usually die in a very miserable way.

No one dared to attack.

When Kang Youwei heard the gunfire stop, he cautiously asked, "Mr. Zhao, I'll go out and talk to them. We can talk it out, we can talk it out..."

"Nonsense, do you think I'm that easy to talk to?"

Kang Youwei: "..."

Kang Youwei is just like other Chinese.

Whenever you encounter something like this, first put yourself in a vulnerable position.

Afterwards, if they could gain some advantage, they would quickly take the opportunity to settle the matter.

People generally lack the shameless spirit of the foreigners who are willing to take advantage of every opportunity.

But is Zhao Chuanxin the type of person who is a little submissive?

As far as he is concerned, if I don’t speak up, don’t even think about getting away with it!

He Chanli was so frightened that he couldn't say anything else.

This Zhao Chuanxin is too reckless.

Shooting at the slightest disagreement?

Zhao Chuanxin used dental floss to clean it, then rinsed his mouth and took out a cigarette and lit it.

He took out his mobile phone and called Li Guangzong.

"Xingdao, please issue an immigration order on my behalf and allow the coastal people to move to Australia. We will provide them with boat tickets, and I will formulate an immigration benefit plan to help them settle down here."

Li Guangzong hesitated for a moment and asked, "Sir, do you want it to be mandatory?"

"That's not necessary, just volunteer."

The people in the inland areas of the Central Plains have a strong desire to leave their homeland.

However, the people living along the coast are well-informed and many of them go out to work.

Li Guangzong's thinking model was perfect. His mind was racing. He immediately thought of many questions: "Sir, many people from coastal areas went abroad. Although they eventually settled overseas, most of them went abroad with the mentality of working, always thinking of returning home one day. I think it would be better to change the immigration order to a work order. The effect is the same, but there are fewer concerns!"

Zhao Chuanxin tapped the table with his fingers, making a "tapping" sound.

Seeing that he didn't say anything for the time being, He Chanli said, "Mr. Zhao, can we go first? We can't help you here..."

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand to stop her from speaking.

He said to Li Guangzong: "That's it, change it to a work order. At the same time, help me recruit managers, nominally the director of the ecological protection area. Send a few instructors from the arbitration team."

Li Guangzong asked again: "Then, how big is this ecological protection area?"

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "In the early stage, it will be the whole of Western Australia, and in the later stage, it will be the South Island of New Zealand. We need two district governors."

Australia is so big, but has so few people.

Why should Britain be the only superpower?

Wouldn't it be better to split it in two?

Li Guangzong thought: Wasn't it originally just a piece of land on the edge of the desert? How did it suddenly become the whole of Western Australia?

It turned out that after Zhao Chuanxin surveyed the entire Western Australia, he found that there were not many livable places here.

The middle area is mostly barren.

Li Guangzong pulled out a map from the drawer, glanced at it, swiped his fingers a few times, and frowned: "Should we send troops? We have ships now, and the navy has been trained on Ao Island."

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "No need, Australia doesn't have many armed forces. If the UK wants naval support, it depends on my permission."

Australia is a long way from home, and the same is true for the UK.

Li Guangzong smiled bitterly.

That's such a domineering statement.

But he believed.

Zhao Chuanxin hung up the phone and asked He Chanli: "Girl, what did you just say?"

He Chanli said with a pale face: "Mr. Zhao, we can't help you, how about..."

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin's sunglasses showed the distribution of police officers outside.

He pressed the cigarette on the table and said, "You can leave if you want, but don't say I didn't warn you. The police outside are already scared and might just shoot and kill anyone without mercy."

The two of them felt like they had lost their parents, and it was extremely painful for them to stay here.

But for the sake of safety, they really didn't dare to go out.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't sit still, he opened the drawer, took out a stack of paper, and took a pen from the pen holder to draw a design.

Be it practice makes perfect or just talent, Zhao Chuanxin has been painting tirelessly in recent years and now he is no longer picky about his brush.

The issuance of a work order, with its ambiguous future alone, is probably not attractive enough.

He needed the people to multiply and thrive here in large numbers so that he could hold on to the land and become a local lord.

The first thing to obtain residence is a house.

He needed to design a house that was different from Western-style architecture but easy to build in large quantities.

A family of three, four or five must be able to live there comfortably and cheaply.

Two bedrooms and one living room, two chests of drawers, a round mirror, a dining table and a writing desk made of mortise and tenon joints, and a wooden chair...

After all, we are coastal residents, so the architectural style should be reminiscent of the clear moon, the fresh breeze, the music of the zither and the fragrance of tea.

Kang Youwei was in a bad mood and looked out the window frequently.

When He Chanli learned that he couldn't get out, he simply calmed down and leaned over to see what Zhao Chuanxin was painting.

She was surprised to find that a living room and bedroom decorated in a new Chinese style quickly took shape under Zhao Chuanxin's pen.

The tables, chairs, benches and cabinets were clearly the product of shoddy workmanship, but when combined together they formed a simple and elegant beauty.

The design drawing was right in front of her, but she still didn't understand how Zhao Chuanxin managed to combine Chinese style with modern style.

Not understanding, she asked.

Zhao Chuanxin explained: "The overall design adopts a circular movement line mode, with no fixed route, but it still uses wooden elements and large geometric blank spaces. Look at this screen, which is spliced ​​with wooden strips, but the space is a regular collection of shapes. It lacks meaningful carvings such as bats and flowers, but it still shows the magnificence of Chinese style..."

He Chanli nodded: "Very Zen. But why does this lamp have no lampshade?"

Zhao Chuanxin circled the position of the ceiling with a pen: "The lampshade is embedded in the ceiling, which does not take up space and does not look messy. Only the restaurant uses the chandelier."

He then drew the exterior outline of the building.

Brick-concrete structure, but very thin.

The exterior is painted white stone, with a dark roof and symmetrical design, and the style is elegant and dignified, but overall it is still a case of cutting corners.

After drawing one building, Zhao Chuanxin stopped writing.

He took out another piece of paper and began to draw the streets and the buildings along the streets.

He Chanli discovered that each window was a large wooden frame window, requiring large pieces of glass.

She asked doubtfully, "Mr. Zhao, glass is very expensive."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled slightly: "The only cheap thing here is glass."

Kang Youwei looked out with a sly look in his eyes.

Look back, okay!

He Chanli was actually chatting enthusiastically with Zhao Chuanxin.

Jealousy welled up in him, and he angrily rebuked He Chanli: "It's already this hour, and you're still talking about this..."

He Chanli pursed his lips and said nothing, but moved a little further away from Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin designed large windows to save bricks and also because migrant workers are homesick and they should not be allowed to feel depressed, so that they can have a pioneering spirit.

When this painting was finished, a team of Stockholm garrison soldiers gathered outside and surrounded the place.

"People inside listen..."

Zhao Chuanxin pressed his hands and said, "Hide well."

He changed the feed board skillfully and swiftly.

Tata Tata...

"Listen to your mother..."

As a result, machine guns were called in from outside and fired into the house.

Zhao Chuanxin put on the Chaos Armor, put away the Maxim, and walked out holding the Star-Moon M1909 light machine gun.

Tata Tata...

Both sides were firing.

But it is obvious that Zhao Chuanxin is not afraid of bullets, but the other party is not.

After a moment, Zhao Chuanxin shot through the bullet shield of the machine gunner outside and killed him.

He swept through the streets, and both the police and soldiers fled in panic.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the light machine gun, held the Ares M1907 in one hand, and took out the apple grenade with his right hand.

He held the grenade in a unique way, with his little finger, ring finger and index finger on the right side and his index finger on the left side, thus trapping the grenade.

Pull the ring violently with your thumb to throw a grenade.

Boom, boom, boom...

Chug tug tug…

No matter if the person is behind cover or showing up to fight back, he usually cannot last more than two rounds.

Because Zhao Chuanxin walked out, the yamen was temporarily safe. He Chanli bravely looked out through the broken window and saw that Zhao Chuanxin was like a god of war, sweeping away the Stockholm military and police on the streets.

He bent his knees and jumped, then rushed onto the roof and ran away.

He took out his bow and struck accurately at every corner.

Boom, boom, boom...

The explosive arrow exploded, and there was crying and shouting outside.

He Chanli was stunned.

"You are crazy, come back quickly and don't show your head." Kang Youwei shouted hurriedly.

He Chanli sighed.

People are more likely to die than others.

Do you think that no matter how powerful Zhao Chuanxin is, he is just a warrior?

That is just deceiving others and yourself.

He can paint, understands architectural construction, and I heard he also published a book that has been discussed by scholars and experts from all over the world. That’s so awesome!

In less than a cup of tea, Zhao Chuanxin jumped off the roof and turned around.

Even if the Stockholm military and police were not completely wiped out, there would be only a few survivors.

They were like busy squirrels, running away and coming back, coming back to be beaten back and running again, calling their friends back, and then being beaten back again…

Zhao Chuanxin took off his Chaos Armor and walked back to the Municipal Government Office and sat down.

If it weren't for the broken windows, cabinets and walls, one would think nothing had happened.

The sun moved westward and the light gradually dimmed.

Finally, someone outside approached the yamen holding a white flag.

Zhao Chuanxin said to He Chanli: "Let them in."

Kang Youwei opened his mouth but said nothing in the end.

He was unwilling to take risks, nor was he willing to let He Chanli take risks.

But in the final analysis, he would not volunteer to go out as a hero.

What if the other party opens fire without thinking?

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him with disdain, put his legs on the table and waited quietly.

After a while, He Chanli came in with a blond Swede.

This person asked Zhao Chuanxin: "Why are you attacking us?"

Zhao Chuanxin took out a contract and said, "This is the transfer contract for Sand Dune Baden Island. I asked to rewrite the treaty, but your people said no."

The man was confused: "Just because of this?"

Zhao Chuanxin knocked on the table and said, "Stop talking nonsense. I just want to ask you, do you want to change it or not?"

The man approached the table carefully, picked up the contract, and frowned when he saw the corrections on it: "Please wait a moment."

He went back to report to his superior, who was also confused: "Just because of this?"

"Yes, that is what I understand."

"That's unreasonable!"

They were furious.

In the recent exchange of fire, the number of casualties among their military and police officers reached 47.