Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

The white-faced tavern, the white-faced men and women were all a little confused when they saw an Asian face peeking in.

Why?

Because this Blue Goose Tavern is so famous, even Jews and Spaniards don't dare to come in.

Zhao Chuanxin put his head around, looked around, and spat on the floor: "What the hell is this place? The taste of decoration is really bad."

He held two hatchets and held them up with his left hand.

This stuff tastes weird.

Zhao Chuanxin just wanted to make the food truck gang famous and let the whole New York know that these poor and impoverished guys had finally made a living and they would defend their jobs to the death.

They just can't squeeze in for the time being.

Then, Heinrich stood up, shook his body, and walked toward Zhao Chuanxin with a sense of oppression.

Everyone on the opposite side saw that one of their own had been killed, and one of them was killed. At first, they were worried that a large-scale gun battle would occur.

Bleeding.

Without saying a word, he punched the staggering Heinrich in the face.

Back then, Zhao Chuanxin could fight the Cossack cavalry for 300 rounds with his spider legs.

Only Zhao Chuanxian didn't care so much.

More people rushed in, and the more than twenty white people were no match for them.

Abraham Cohen is a very thief, his body shakes violently, and he always avoids reality and avoids reality.

Without the devil's crystal glasses, Zhao Chuanxin lost his ability to see through and was unable to detect whether someone was secretly carrying a gun.

The air was so dead that it was freezing.

The screams were heartbreaking.

This is different from fighting on horseback.

I saw that the charging steps of the three to four hundred people on the opposite side instantly became sluggish.

Everyone behind him was stunned when they saw that Zhao Chuanxin could dodge bullets.

The crowd suddenly dispersed.

If there are too many lice, don’t bite them; if there are too many lawsuits about human life, don’t worry.

Most of the black people living in New York at this time were active in Brooklyn.

But this does not mean that Brooklyn is the world of black people. It is just a poor area, and black people can only live in a corner.

When the young apprentice moved the marking line before, he discovered it, and he vaguely knew it at the time. This time it was a practical test.

This is because the smart gyroscope is attached to Zhao Chuanxin's back.

But at this time, no fewer than three to four hundred people gathered outside.

He weighed over two hundred pounds and his arms were as thick as his neck.

Big Smith is also tall, but not fat. It’s just that the big bald head and big beard are very scary, and the two big eyes are as wide as brass bells.

"I am Carl Wagner, the leader of the Southern Front." The leader, a man with a mustache, said coldly: "How are the people inside?"

Everyone, including the bartender, became pale.

Heinrich's fat face suddenly changed shape.

Anyone else would be scared if they saw this scene.

Heinrich's punch missed, and he just felt like his eyes were blurred and the person was gone.

They're just here to help.

Today he brought nearly two hundred people.

Zhao Chuanxin thrust his buttocks. Heinrich's inertia and Zhao Chuanxin's thrust caused Heinrich's body to stumble forward uncontrollably.

Except for Zhao Zhongyi, it was the first time that Zhao Chuanxin saw someone else using traditional martial arts in actual combat.

Especially Li Xiling, he even forgot to grieve when one of his own was beaten to death.

No matter how much white people want supremacy, Zhao Chuanxin will ride on their necks and shit!

As he spoke, he pumped his fist.

Li Xiling followed closely with the knife in his right hand and cut across with his backhand.

Zhao Chuanxin scratched his head: "A gathering place for Peppa Pig? A cave to find the dead? A carnival feast for white pigs?"

He headed out and as soon as he went out, he saw the people who stayed outside were surrounded by people.

Heinrich clenched his fists and bared his teeth: "Do you know where you are?"

Soon, a group of big white men staying in the tavern were either dead or maimed, and the scene was horrific.

But seeing the people next to Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but snicker, he immediately became furious: "You killed them all? Very good, none of you can leave this street today."

I brought so many people here today not just to ask them to help me.

"boom!"

However, Heinrich, who had been knocked down before, got up again.

I blanch...

Because the smart gyroscope had just taken Zhao Chuanxin to dodge a bullet, this gave Zhao Chuanxin some ideas.

Big Smith became nervous. He wiped the blood on his fist, came to Zhao Chuanxin's side, and whispered: "Boss, German Village is very xenophobic. Even though most of them are residents here, they fight very fiercely. Usually we They won’t come here to do any activities.”

The smart gyroscope is very smart and will not make a second mistake.

Wow...

Zhao Chuanxin looked back and saw that the excitement of fighting with more people and less people had passed when he saw his own people.

This kind of explosive power is far beyond the original blue ghost armor.

They were not expected to play a key role.

The gunman was shot in the head.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw that Heinrich was still trying to get up, he took a few steps quickly, raised his knees, and hit hard!

puff……

There were at least thirty blacks, Jews, and Chinese people entering the tavern. Through the crack in the door, one could still see how many people were crowding outside.

It turned out that it was the smart gyroscope that allowed Zhao Chuanxin to dodge the bullet at the critical moment.

Immediately afterwards, Abraham Cohen and Li Xiling walked in.

When Zhao Chuanxin was unstable, another force appeared, supporting his body and forcibly lifting him upright.

The original blue ghost armor was floating, focusing on light. But at this time, the blue ghost armor was like paper that was crumpled into a ball and became solid.

Splashed on people's faces, everyone who was splashed by the hot liquid shivered, and there were many people who peed their pants.

"what……"

The boss can even dodge bullets, what else can't he do?

Everyone looked at it in shock.

Zhao Chuanxin put down the water glass, stretched out his hand to push away the two black men, stretched out his hand, and charged the Phoenix Xuan Ring with energy: Boom!

Heinrich's huge body flew backwards.

The previous Azure Ghost Armor was not so awesome.

How does a smart gyroscope work?

Its reaction speed is faster than a bullet?

Or can it predict the opponent's shooting?

But this distance is already beyond ten meters, so the smart gyroscope shouldn't be able to sense it?

Zhao Chuanxin took a deep breath - he understood that he had completely broken free from the psychological constraints.

It used to feel "floating", but now it feels explosive.

Even Zhao Chuanxin's eyelids jumped when he saw it.

Two six zero three: c zero two four: c zero zero a: c four one one:: one two

Carl Wagner was stunned.

Even the people in the dining car behind Zhao Chuanxin were still a little stunned.

Zhao Chuanxin rushed straight into the opponent's crowd.

The door of the tavern was opened again, and the first person to enter was "Wandering Mage" Big Smith.