Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

His body was extremely strong and a stick wouldn't hurt him, but it hurt.

Being beaten immediately aroused his ferocity. He was tall and had long legs. He raised his head and kicked, and the Chinese policeman was kicked backwards.

This is a hornet's nest.

Upon seeing this, other police officers who were conducting routine body searches swarmed him!

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the Chinese faces and tried his best to resist the urge to make a fuss about Madsen: "In that case,

I,

Melee mage representative Zhao Chuanxin will accompany you through two moves today. "

Behind them, Li Zhitao and others were at a loss when they saw Zhao Chuanxin take out something that was not sure whether it was a handkerchief or a gauze scarf.

People use sticks, so you use this?

Do you scrape people?

But he saw Zhao Chuanxin raising the insect silk scarf: "Dark spiritual vision, cover your eyes!"

Silk scarves fluttered.

A Chinese policeman who was at the front suddenly felt his eyes go dark.

His eyes were covered with something!

When a person suddenly loses vision, not only will he lose his sense of balance, but he will also become so confused that he does not even know how to lift the stick.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care so much, he rushed over with an electric cannon!

"Ata!"

The silk scarf floated up and covered the second person's eyes...

"Hit, beat, beat..."

In the past, he used to fight with bastard boxing, taking advantage of his height, long arms, and immense strength to fight randomly.

This time, as the opponents charged one by one and lost sight one by one, he had enough time to prepare his "moves"!

After a Chinese police officer lost his vision, his hands instinctively wanted to scratch the insect silk scarf covering his eyes.

It’s true that you can’t fight with your eyes closed. After all, not everyone is Daredevil.

Zhao Chuanxin, on the other hand, went the extra mile to grab the opponent's arm, making it look like he had captured the opponent, and then punched him again.

They just raised their hands to prick their eyes!

The divine dragon is waving its tail, the flying dragon is in the sky, the proud dragon regrets, and the late Hung Chien is on the land...

In short, Zhao Chuanxin gave each of his actions a resounding name in his heart.

One trick is fresh, eat all over the sky.

It was just a simple blindfold with a silk scarf, but this wretched trick turned out to be extremely effective. He could easily knock down eight of them by himself!

Li Zhitao and others rushed up behind him, and they had already decided to help join the battle, and at worst, they would be locked up in a prison cell.

However, before they could take action, Zhao Chuanxin had already finished the fight.

It's better to say a one-sided beating than a fight.

Essentially, it relies on height, long arms and immense strength.

In form, it's much more fancy.

Today's show - The Legend of Beating the Eyes Blind!

He moved his hands from top to bottom, made a movement to close the kung fu, and exhaled a long breath: "Huh... you are unlucky today. With my martial arts, even Zhao Zilong will be frightened even if he is full of courage!"

Second-level martial arts, ninth-level showmanship!

Li Zhitao: "Zhao Sheng, you actually have unparalleled magical power!"

If you look at it from the side, you may be able to see a few clues. But whether you look at it from the front or the back, it’s spectacular!

Punch a little friend!

Li Zhitao was really shocked.

Since all the people in Hong Kong’s halls today once belonged to Hongmen, there are really masters there.

Li Zhitao has also seen masters compete with each other, but he has never seen Zhao Chuanxin so relaxed and content.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand without leaving a trace, and the insect silk scarf flew back.

Chui Shuijiao exclaimed: "Spell!"

Zhao Chuanxin said calmly: "This move is called - or leaping into the abyss!

Remember, don’t make a fuss in the future! "

The British police over there were also shocked.

Li Zhitao and the others looked at it from behind, while the British police looked at it from the front.

Both sides were kept in the dark.

The British policeman shook his head and reached for the Webley revolver in the holster.

Zhao Chuanxin could not bear to shoot even a fully domesticated Chinese policeman from Huayong Camp.

But facing the British guy, he took out his gun without any psychological burden.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't bother to practice anything else, except for the rate of fire, which he was always very good at.

boom!

The 7.62mm caliber bullet of the Mosin-Nagant runner instantly penetrated the back of the British policeman's hand!

Bullets do not leak sideways and have a built-in silencer function. They are Zhao Chuanxin’s favorite among single-action revolvers!

When the Lugang Town Charity Association was killing pigs in the charity hall, the pigs' screams were not as loud as the British police's screams!

"what……"

Under the shocked gazes of Li Zhitao and others, Zhao Chuanxin blew into the almost non-existent gunpowder smoke, turned the revolver gracefully in a circle with his index finger as the central axis, and stored it in the secret space.

"Sorry, although there are only two levels of martial arts, American Iai is really nine levels!"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled disdainfully: You are still young when you play with me with a gun, so it is not impossible for you to make the first move!

He walked leisurely to the British policeman.

The British policeman looked at him with fear in his eyes: "What are you going to do? I am the Royal British Police!"

Zhao Chuanxin lit up his cigarette, sneered, and sprayed the smoke in the face of the British policeman: "Why don't you give it to the Royal Police? What if you are the policeman of Li Lianying's family?

You go back and tell your governor that if anyone comes here to search the bodies of Chinese people in the future, I will kill as many policemen as there are!

Either don’t search, or treat everyone equally! "

Even so, I still can't eat.

Zhao Chuanxin secretly said it was bad luck.

He took out the British policeman's gun and threw it to Li Zhitao behind him.

Li Zhitao caught it hurriedly, feeling hot to the touch and feeling the excitement of possessing powerful force.

If you have a sharp weapon in your body, you will definitely have a murderous intention!

Zhao Chuanxin looked around and saw that everyone else was screaming and running away, but there was a little girl squatting in the corner.

The little girl was skinny, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were full of holes, and the dirt overshadowed her original color.

To his surprise, there was no trace of fear in the little girl's eyes.

He walked over and asked, "Where is your family? Are you separated?"

He thought he fired the gun and scared away the people around him, including the little girl's parents.

The little girl shook her head and said calmly: "They are all dead. The wind swept away our houseboat."

Yo, I can also speak Mandarin.

However, when Zhao Chuanxin said that her parents were dead, he could not see any sadness in her eyes.

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while, took out a pen and paper and wrote for a while, then folded the note and whispered in his ear: "Do you know about the Lugang Town Charity Association? If you hand the note to them, they will give you a piece of ocean and food." of."

The little girl nodded calmly: "Okay."

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't even manage this good facial expression.

"then you go."

The little girl got up and ran away.

Li Zhitao had just summoned up the courage to participate in the fight with the police. Afterwards, his adrenaline dropped sharply. At this time, his heartbeat was racing and he was at a loss.

Stepped forward and asked: "Zhao Sheng, what should we do next?"