Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Police officer Bates took Zhao Chuanxin to the hotel where the gangsters were hiding.

Another four police officers blocked the front and back of the hotel respectively. In particular, the front door was blocked by two civilian cars and two police cars to ensure that the robbers' car could not get out.

"Shit, the average hourly wage nowadays is only $1 to $2, and beef has risen to 80 cents a pound, which is ridiculously expensive. I even want to become a gangster," complained a police officer.

"You're not even qualified to be a gangster. Look, the four of us can't beat the four of them."

"The Shannong Wubi Pond! Our meager salary is not worth risking our lives for."

Four policemen hid behind cover with guns in hand, some holding cigarettes, some holding matches and boasting, with no intention of storming.

When they saw Zhao Chuanxin appear, the two people in front said: "Thank God, Li Si, you are finally here."

"Four bastards are hiding inside and shooting us. Their leader is George Hercules, a retired soldier with a very good shot. You are the best shooter in this town, so I have no choice but to ask you to come over."

"Damn you soldier."

In the United States, if you salute or bow to a soldier, you will be considered a fool.

A polite person might greet a veteran by saying, "Thank you for your service to your country."

Life is given by parents, money is earned by $2 an hour, books are read with real money, and houses are rented... So when impolite people see veterans, they will say: "I thank your mother next door!"

The first part of "First Blood" tells the story of a bloody incident caused by a retired soldier who was not welcomed by the police...

They believe that everyone contributes because everyone pays taxes.

Soldiers are nothing more than a post, who is nobler than who? They get promoted, get a raise, earn money, and don’t give a cent of their retirement benefits to others…

Zhao Chuanxin pretended to ask, "Where is the sniper?"

His Jinhua technique had already allowed him to clearly investigate the environment.

The police officer pointed to a window and said, "They are hiding over there. Li Si, if you feel it's dangerous..."

"There is danger, but not much." Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Gun!"

The police officer spat out the match, then immediately shrank his neck and handed the Garand M1 rifle to Zhao Chuanxin, as if it was very hot.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the bolt back, checked and felt that there was no problem, then walked out of the bunker with the gun.

"Come back, come back..."

"Oh shit, are you crazy?"

Several police officers were shocked.

I asked you to help, not to rush in so violently.

You don’t even have a salary, what are you doing risking your life?

Zhao Chuanxin remained unmoved and continued walking.

To be honest, he was quite excited.

The lookout of George Horux in the room on the second floor of the hotel discovered someone and quickly alerted George Horux.

George Heroux moved the muzzle of his gun, leaned it out slightly, and prepared to aim at Zhao Chuanxin.

Clinker...

boom!

After firing the gun, Zhao Chuanxin confidently threw the gun away, jumped onto the roof of the car blocking the door, did a front flip and landed, his body suddenly turned left, then right, and began to run in a zigzag route.

George Horux's skull was blown off in the hotel.

bang bang bang...

The three police officers behind did not dare to shoot for fear of accidentally injuring Zhao Chuanxin, but the robbers in the room on the second floor of the hotel were not afraid and concentrated their firepower to intercept Zhao Chuanxin.

George Horux, who had the best shooting skills, had been shot dead by Zhao Chuanxin, and the remaining three were just shooting randomly out of the window.

Zhao Chuanxin had already run to the wall, and he was moving naked along the wall towards the robber's window.

The robber named Stat Proud noticed something, stuck his head out of the window, and tried to shoot Zhao Chuanxin with his revolver.

He was on the second floor and had the advantage of occupying the high ground.

whoosh...

duh.

A flying axe spun upward at an angle and struck Start Proud in the forehead.

He fell headfirst out of the window and onto the ground on the first floor, his neck deformed and the axe on his forehead knocked off.

The remaining two people were terrified and desperately emptied their bullets and hurriedly reloaded them.

The three policemen saw Zhao Chuanxin running like a cheetah, reaching the downstairs in the blink of an eye, and climbing up quickly by clinging to the window sill like a gecko.

When William Owen, who had loaded the bullet, poked his head out, Zhao Chuanxin jumped up and grabbed his hair.

The three police officers exclaimed.

In their opinion, Zhao Chuanxin's jump was very dangerous. If he couldn't catch anyone, he would fall down himself.

If the two men above took advantage of the situation and opened fire, Zhao Chuanxin would be in trouble.

As a result, Zhao Chuanxin grabbed one person's hair.

The jumping ability is very strong.

William Owen was caught off guard and his hair was grabbed, and his upper body was pulled out of the window.

Gerhard Paff at the back was anxiously spinning around with his Winchester lever-action rifle, and even wanted to lean over William Owen's upper body to shoot Zhao Chuanxin.

The three police officers saw Zhao Chuanxin's forearm muscles stretched and veins bulging, grabbing William Owen's hair to do pull-ups, and grabbing Gerhard Paff's collar.

"Come down you."

Gerhard Paff screamed as he was pulled out of the window and fell to the ground on the first floor, where he hit his head on the ground.

He suddenly became motionless, leaving only a pool of blood.

Zhao Chuanxin climbed up to the second floor and hooked his finger at William Owen: "Adults should learn to explode on their own, and not always rely on others to provoke them. Come on, let you take the initiative."

As a result, William Owen panicked: "Don't come over, I surrender, isn't it okay for me to surrender? It's just going to jail, it's not a big deal..."

Jail is much better than death.

He surrendered.

He thought he could escape this way.

All I can say is that he is too young.

"How dare you resist?" Zhao Chuanxin shouted loudly so that the police outside the window could hear him.

William Owen was confused at first, then his face changed drastically.

He said hurriedly: "I didn't resist, I surrender..."

Zhao Chuanxin took out his hunting knife: "You want to resist? Then don't blame me for being rude."

William Owen was about to cry and stretched out his hand to try to stop it.

Poof.

Zhao Chuanxin's hunting knife first pierced his turned-out palm, then pushed forward and pierced into his eye socket.

William Owen only had time to utter a groan of pain, his body trembled, and then he fell to the ground, twitching with feces and urine flowing out, and died a moment later.

Zhao Chuanxin stuck his head out and waved out the window: "The job is done, collect the bodies!"

"..."

The nervous police officer outside almost accidentally shot Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a bag on the bed and there was something in the bag that interested him.

It was a driver's license with a Social Security number from Phoenix, Alabama, and a paper tax record.

His name is Shin John.

He secretly took the ID card and suddenly sighed.

He had a premonition.

The police went upstairs and cautiously entered the house with guns to look around.

Zhao Chuanxin was unharmed and was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, smoking.

None of the four robbers survived.

I asked you to help the police, not to do it for them...

Zhao Chuanxin killed one with a sniper, and as for the other two, one was hacked to death by a flying axe, and the other had his spine broken.

Of course it was because Zhao Chuanxin threw himself down with great force that he fell so hard. Otherwise, it was only the second floor and he would not have broken his cervical vertebrae.

But the police didn't know and thought the robber was just unlucky.

There is still one left. Although no one knows what is going on inside, I think there will be a fierce battle.

After all, they had heard Zhao Chuanxin's shouting before, and it seemed that the man was resisting to the death...

Several policemen looked at the body, then looked at Zhao Chuanxin, and kept shouting "Shit, fuck it!"

It was the first time for Police Officer Bates to witness such a grand scene. His hands and feet went weak and his body shook even more violently than William Irving who was "unjustly killed".

Fobole arrived late.

They understood the incident in detail and closed the case hastily.

This is how serious cases are handled these days.

But a Foble named Matthew Canteus said to Zhao Chuanxin meaningfully: "Li Si Zhao, nice to meet you."

Zhao Chuanxin saw the inquiry in his eyes.

Zhao Chuanxin was so busy wanting to have a good time that he didn't consider the consequences.

He grinned, "It's too late to be unhappy, we already know each other."

Matthew Cantius: "..."

Neither of them said much.

Zhao Chuanxin drove home.

When we were almost near Mount Holm, we met Charles on horseback.

He slowed down.

Charles rode over and drove alongside the pickup truck, saying admiringly, "Sir, I heard from people in the town that you helped the police solve the problem of four gangsters who were roaming around Holm. You are amazing."

Zhao Chuanxin put one hand on the steering wheel, looked at Cowboy Charles, and suddenly remembered something.

He stopped the car and Charles pulled the reins.

Zhao Chuanxin said to Xia Er, "Get in the car. I'll take you to some high-end places."

Charles, who was still a novice, was greatly surprised when he heard this: "Sir, is it that kind of place?"

He has never had money to spend, but now he can finally see the world.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded in a secretive manner: "Yes, that's right."

Charles got off the horse and patted its buttocks. The horse ran away, but he was not worried.

An old horse knows the way and can go home by itself.

After getting in the car, the pimples on Charles' nose turned red with excitement.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a cigarette and lit it, then gave one to Charles. Charles lit it up and took a puff, then started coughing, but insisted on smoking.

It's not easy to learn well, but it's easy to learn bad things.

Zhao Chuanxin asked him, "Why don't you hang out with Ava Russell and her group of young people? Wouldn't it be nice to have a party, dance, and sing together?"

Charles sighed: "Ava is great, but they say I'm not cool enough and that I'm an ignorant country boy, ahem..."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "People's hearts are hidden in their stomachs. You can't take what they say too seriously."

Charles: “Ahem…”

This gentleman's words are always so incisive, so good.

The pickup truck drove back into town.

Foble is no longer here.

The town is not big, and Zhao Chuanxin's pickup truck attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Look, that's Li Si, the one who killed four bandits single-handedly."

"The police didn't dare to confront him. Li Si is really amazing. I heard that he only fired one shot and killed the rest with his bare hands!"

Charles, who was sitting in the passenger seat, felt proud after hearing this.

This sense of honor came out of nowhere.

He puffed out his chest, as if to say - Li Si is awesome, right? I'm his neighbor!

Zhao Chuanxin wandered around Holm Town, came to a butcher's shop and got off the car.

He forgot to go shopping and the refrigerator at home was empty.

"Okay, we're here."

Charles was stunned: "Sir, is this the high-consumption place you mentioned?"

Zhao Chuanxin flicked his cigarette butt away: "Yeah, beef has risen to 80 cents a pound, isn't that expensive?"

"mom……"

Charles had a greeting to say, but he swallowed it back halfway through, looking uglier than if he had eaten shit.

Charles held the cigarette butt in his hand, looking dejected.

Flashing lights, peeling clothes, twisting on legs, straight steel pipes, broken dreams...

After being in a daze for a while, he walked into the butcher's shop.