Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

The old lady and George Russell, one was slapped to death on the spot by Zhao Chuanxin, and the other had his head smashed by a headbutt.

People were shocked by Zhao Chuanxin's cruelty.

After all, Zhao Chuanxin no longer works as a bodyguard.

It’s just like when a soldier retires, his combat effectiveness will decline rapidly.

Everyone thought that John the Baptist had become a civilized man and no longer engaged in violence.

But he was still violent.

John Patterson was the most stunning.

He had never thought before that one person's head could smash another person's head.

And George Russell was powerless to resist.

I can't even run.

It's an exaggeration to kill someone with just one slap.

Zang Meiling cried loudly: "You can do anything, just run quickly, you will definitely be able to escape."

Zhao Chuanxin whispered in her ear, "I'm just about to do that. Don't worry, I'll find a way to get out after the company is transferred to you."

Zang Meiling's crying suddenly stopped.

She was like this, crying and laughing without paying any attention to her image.

This is exactly the same as Zhao Chuanxin's grandmother.

Zhao Chuanxin killed someone in public, and Stanley Ducarmen helped him surrender.

When the police arrived, Zhao Chuanxin was signing documents.

The police entered the room, and Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand: "Wait a moment, I haven't finished filling it out yet."

So the police didn't dare to move.

John Shin still has some leverage in Alabama.

Even the police dared not offend him.

The police are not stupid either. Many gangs disappeared inexplicably, which is closely related to Shin John.

What the police can't do, Shin John can do.

How dare a small policeman offend the famous Xin John?

After Zhao Chuanxin finished his work, the police showed him the handcuffs: "Mr. John, this is the rule, there is nothing we can do."

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hands and let them handcuff them.

He pulled down the brim of his Humboldt hat and walked out wearing his coat.

Because everything happened so quickly, the reporters didn't know about it and no one was watching.

Zhao Chuanxin was detained.

As soon as he entered the cell, several strong men stood up with bad intentions.

Zhao Chuanxin lit up a cigar and said, "Get away from me."

"You are quite arrogant? Uh..."

Zhao Chuanxin punched the man, shattering his larynx and causing him to fall backwards with his head tilted back.

The others retreated hastily, shouting for the prison guards.

The prison guard came and took a look.

I blanch...

He hurriedly called for backup, and a group of people opened the cell with blast shields: "Who did it?"

Everyone pointed at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin was lying on the iron bed, smoking a cigar and saying, "I did it."

The prison guard knew him: "Mr. John, why did you do this?"

By this time, John was already an Alabama legend.

In his early years, he worked as a bodyguard for the Patterson family and saved the father and son countless times. During that time, he was able to kill and seriously injure assassins without any problem.

Later, the Louis Punch Group was established.

After that, he slapped an old lady to death and hit his girlfriend's brother to death with a headbutt.

Zhao Chuanxin said calmly: "I warned him not to provoke me."

The prison guards discussed it and put him in solitary confinement.

Zhao Chuanxin went home, put away the hidden puppets, put away the heat source gem and energy gem conversion device, took Gail's paintings, photos and other things, and returned to the prison.

This house will belong to Zang Meiling from now on.

In March 70, the trial of the Shin John cemetery murder case opened.

By this time, the Patterson family had less influence in Alabama.

There are remnants of the White Supremacy causing trouble in the court.

Stanley Ducarment was a silver-tongued man, but he kept failing.

The judge finally made the decision - death penalty by electric shock.

Zang Meiling in the audience collapsed and cried breathlessly.

Albert Patterson was a gray-haired man. He put his arm around Zang Meiling's shoulders and whispered, "Don't cry, little girl. No one can kill him unless he wants to die. Look carefully at his expression."

Zang Meiling was stunned, and looking carefully, she saw Zhao Chuanxin lying sideways with his legs crossed and a cigarette in his hand.

After the judge announced the verdict, he stood up, flicked the ash off his cigarette calmly, and left.

This doesn't look like someone who is about to die.

When he was transferred, Zhao Chuanxin pulled the brim of his Humboldt hat even lower, wore a coat, and had a cigar in his mouth, with smoke covering his face.

The reporter snapped photos and asked, "Xin John, do you regret killing someone?"

“Are you disappointed with the verdict?”

Although most white people criticized him, there were also some who were reasonable.

The culprit who killed my girlfriend deserves death. If he doesn't do that, can he still be called a man?

Zhao Chuanxin said nothing and followed the bailiff into the car silently.

The reporter was never able to capture his face.

There were demonstrations on the streets with slogans like - Release Shin John.

If you look closely, you'll find that most of these people are people of color.

This happened because the Louis Ponzi Group recruited a large number of colored workers and opened financial institutions, chain stores and hotels to serve colored people.

Among those marching were many black musicians.

Some people even came all the way from the north to support Zhao Chuanxin.

Alabama's death penalty was originally carried out at Montgomery Prison, but this year it was moved to Holman Correctional Facility in Atmore.

Zhao Chuanxin was transferred.

Here, no prisoner dared to provoke him.

When they were let out for exercise, everyone stayed away from him.

"This man is John the Baptist."

"The guy who smashed someone else's skull with his head?"

"Yes, don't mess with him, he will be electrocuted."

Zang Meiling has been waiting for news of Zhao Chuanxin's escape from prison.

And then there was none.

She called Albert Patterson every day to check on the situation.

Albert Patterson comforted her: "Don't panic, nothing will happen to him, I promise you."

In April, the death penalty was carried out.

There were several people sitting in the viewing room, including Albert Patterson and John Patterson.

John Patterson asked in confusion: "Dad, those two people over there seem to be Fobolles. Why are there Fobolles here?"

Albert Patterson's pupils shrank. "I think I understand. Let's talk about it after this is done."

Zhao Chuanxin sat on the electric chair with a calm expression.

His head and legs were shaved, but his beard remained.

Normally, I would even shave my beard, but money makes the world go round.

John Patterson always felt that the equipment worn on Zhao Chuanxin's head did not touch Zhao Chuanxin's scalp at all.

But he didn't say it.

Zila...

The execution begins.

Zhao Chuanxin closed his eyes and his body began to tremble.

Somehow John Patterson felt like laughing.

He subconsciously felt that Xin John must have never experienced electric shock, and that electric shock was not like this.

He quickly pursed his lips tightly.

He found that Zhao Chuanxin was shaking rhythmically, not like he was being electrocuted, but rather like he was humming and shaking when he was happy.

The power went out and Zhao Chuanxin's head drooped.

The executor took a tentative breath and shook his head.

But according to the rules, the gate must be pulled once more to let the prisoner die.

Zi La La...

This time, Zhao Chuanxin lowered his head and trembled.

The switch was turned off, and the executioner announced: "Completely dead."

The Pattersons looked odd.

They found that Fobole on the opposite side was relieved.

It seemed to have confirmed something, as if a worry had been resolved.

After getting in the car, John Patterson wanted to say something, but Albert Patterson raised his hand to stop him.

He wrote on the paper: There may be a Fopoll bug in the car.

John Patterson writes: Is Lettering Dead?

Old Patterson wrote: No, he asked me to get him a new identity. He put on this show just for Fobleau to see.

John Patterson writes: I knew it!

That night, Zang Meiling was feeling uneasy in the living room.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. She ran to open it and saw Zhao Chuanxin standing at the door with a cheerful voice: "The electric shock has been carried out."

Zang Meiling hugged him and said, "I was scared to death."

"They may ask you to go to the morgue to identify the body later. I will leave a charred body there, and you can say - yes, it is him."

"..."

Sure enough, Zang Meiling was later sent to identify the body.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Although the body was burnt, no matter how Zang Meiling looked at it, it looked like a white person.

She nodded wildly: "Yeah, yes, it's him."

Shin John is completely dead.

Thomas Anderson lived.

Thomas Anderson lived in Naples, Italy for two years and in Lisbon for two years.

In 74, Zhao Defu died.

Zhao Chuanxin returned to Lugang Town secretly.

Zhao Hongzhi was also on his deathbed.

If Zhao Chuanxin could still see his grandmother's temperament in Zang Meiling.

Zhao Chuanxin could not find any trace of his grandfather in the children of Zhao Hongzhi and Jiang Mingxin.

Grandma's parents did not change, but Zhao Chuanxin's great-grandmother was no longer the original great-grandmother, but his stepdaughter.

Zhao Chuanxin sat beside the bed and looked at Zhao Hongzhi.

Zhao Hongzhi opened his cloudy eyes and said with a heavy voice: "Mingxin, please go out for a moment."

Jiang Mingxin took his children and his children's children out.

Zhao Hongzhi grinned.

Just like when he was still a snotty kid and his evil scheme succeeded.

Zhao Chuanxin also laughed.

Zhao Hongzhi said: "The loess has buried me up to my neck, you have to tell me what our relationship is."

Zhao Hongzhi is very weak and may die at any time.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and told the truth: "You are my great-grandfather."

Zhao Hongzhi's breathing became rapid: "Impossible..."

Yes, impossible.

This is not logical.

Zhao Chuanxin used the Jinhua technique to detect and found that there was no one eavesdropping at the door.

He began to speak slowly: "The story begins several decades later..."

Zhao Hongzhi should have lived a long life, but in this time and space, he worried too much.

From this we can see that worrying will shorten one’s life.

Zhao Chuanxin started by talking about the life he was supposed to have.

He told Zhao Hongzhi what grandma should be called and what she should look like.

"Bound feet?" Zhao Hongzhi was shocked: "No way, I will never marry a woman with bound feet. My mother has bound feet. Bound feet are harmful."

But even now, many women still have bound feet.

In the future, there will be men and women who will think about foot binding.

"Listen to me." Zhao Chuanxin continued.

"What?" Zhao Hongzhi breathed rapidly. "My son is a cart driver? He has severe rheumatism? My grandson, several of my grandsons died young? What about you? Which grandson's child are you?"

"If you remove the child who died in infancy, my father is the third child. My father's father is your eldest son. You have four children in total, three boys and one girl, and the girl is the youngest."

Zhao Hongzhi couldn't believe it: "What you said is too mysterious."

It has a clear outline and all the details are taken into consideration.

Zhao Chuanxin also told him about the relationships between his original children.

"According to what you said." Zhao Hongzhi's old face was dull: "My children have never left Lugang Town in their entire lives?"

"Yes."

"and after?"

"Later, your eldest son's lineage came to me, and I was the only male heir. Because of my coming, the lineage was cut off."

"This..." Zhao Hongzhi's face was full of pity. "By the way, look at my eldest son, does he look like your grandfather?"

"Nothing like it at all."

"So you found your grandma?"

"Hmm..." Zhao Chuanxin drew out a long sound.

Zhao Hongzhi thought this answer was affirmative, and he chuckled, "No wonder, no wonder you didn't let me kowtow at the beginning. How can a great grandfather kowtow to his great grandson? It will shorten your life."

"But you didn't take a penny less from the New Year's money, and then you just acted tough with me. How can a great grandfather act tough with his great-grandson?"

"Hehe, haha..." Zhao Hongzhi laughed and then started coughing violently.

Zhao Chuanxin brought him a spittoon.

Zhao Chuanxin asked him, "It's sad to see the younger generation grow old, but I don't feel any emotion when I see you dying. Do you have any last wishes? If so, tell me and I'll fulfill them for you."

Zhao Hongzhi finally stopped coughing and said, "Everyone says you can fly into the sky and into the ground and do anything. Please give me some magic medicine, so that I can live a few more days and take me to the sky and the sea to see."

"Can!"

A few days later, Zhao Chuanxin drove a BMW 1500 through the mountains of Lugang Town to Donghai.

Zhao Hongzhi curled his lips and said, "I've been on a plane before. This is just a little better than a plane. It's nothing special."

Zhao Chuanxin slowly accelerated, and the BMW 1500 was getting faster and faster, reaching the southern sea.

He landed the car one meter above the sea, opened the door and jumped to the other side, carried Zhao Hongzhi out, and then parked the car.

He said, "I am floating on the water with you on my back now."

He stepped on the amphibious skateboard built by the Piaomiao Traveler engine, opened the absolute domain, included Zhao Hongzhi in it, and sped across the sea.

"Wow, what a big fish."

“That’s a pygmy sperm whale.”

"What about the one in that little shop?"

"That's a dolphin. It should be a tropical spotted dolphin."

Zhao Hongzhi was greatly enlightened.

Zhao Chuanxin drove him to Australia, to the coast of Queensland.

"I'll take you down to have a look."

Zhao Chuanxin first opened the Absolute Domain and went into the water, then held the Misty Traveler and jetted backwards to drive forward.

No matter how deep it is, no matter how great the water pressure is, it is difficult to shake the absolute domain in the slightest.

"Wow, no wonder Uncle Dazhu didn't leave when he came. This is so beautiful."

Zhang Dazhui went to Australia voluntarily, although his ending was not good.

The underwater coral reefs are so beautiful. Some are fan-shaped and swaying in the water, some are hemispherical like domes, some are whip-shaped and swinging in the water, and some are antler-shaped and extend in all directions.

The colors are gorgeous and colorful, from light pink to rose red, from yellow to blue-green...

It is like an underwater forest garden, with intertwined branches and clusters of flowers.

Clownfish, butterfly, damselfish, grouper, thorntail, angel, parrot, pigtooth...

Various colorful fishes swim in it, which is a feast for the eyes.

"These fish are not afraid of people and they are trying to get close to us."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said, "You didn't feed them. If you fed them, they would chase you away."

"It's worth the trip, it's worth the trip!" Zhao Hongzhi exclaimed.

Zhao Chuanxin sighed slightly when he saw his radiant face.

He took him to camp in the wilderness, and let him taste a small amount of seafood, but didn't let him eat too much.

When we took Zhao Hongzhi back, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, shouting and yelling at the scenery passing by outside.

When they were about to reach Lugang Town, Zhao Hongzhi suddenly burst into tears: "How can you let me die? I don't want to die. Aren't you a god? What will happen to Mingxin if I die..."

Zhao Chuanxin quickly took out the medicine: "Don't cry, drink it quickly, it will be fine after drinking it."

After Zhao Hongzhi drank it, he felt better.

After returning to Lugang Town, Zhao Hongzhi excitedly told Jiang Mingxin and several other children how wonderful the world outside was.

Jiang Mingxin wiped her tears and smiled, saying, "In the future, I will ask you to take me there to see it, too."

Zhao Hongzhi looked disappointed: "Mingxin, don't be sad after I'm gone. Who else will not die except Zhao Chuanxin?"

Jiang Mingxin hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, "Don't be afraid. I will be with you later. We will be together for the rest of our lives. It doesn't matter if we live for a few years. Besides, I have to let you take me around before I die."

Zhao Hongzhi laughed again: "You call him Dada, and I call him... Never mind, let's not talk about it, hehe..."

He smiled with great pride, then he became quiet and closed his eyes.

Jiang Mingxin was deeply saddened!

Zhao Chuanxin was outside the door, saying that Zhao Hongzhi's death would not affect him at all.

But in fact, his eyes were still blurry.

He grew up watching his great-grandfather, how could he not have any feelings for him?