Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Zhao Chuanxin walked forward casually, pointing casually.

The smart gyroscope has the characteristics of the Azure Ghost Armor, that is, the heavier the weight, the shorter the burst time.

The lighter the weight you carry, the longer the burst time.

The elf carving knife is very light, so theoretically, the smart gyroscope can carry the elf carving knife around Zhao Chuanxin within ten meters, and fly until the last trace of energy is drained out before landing.

If Zhao Chuanxin is willing, this time can extend to decades.

at this time.

Anyone alive within ten meters of Zhao Chuanxin will die immediately!

Flesh and blood flying everywhere!

The white people retreated again and again. When no less than twenty people were dead, they couldn't bear it any longer. They collapsed and ran away.

Zhao Chuanxin waved, and the smart gyroscope flew back with the elf carving knife and returned to his hand.

Zhao Chuanxin returned the sword to its sheath and waved his hand: "Cover and kill!"

This time no one in the food truck gang is afraid.

The boss has already opened the way for them!

Led by Abraham Cohen, Big Smith and Li Xiling, they rushed out screaming.

Some white people whose legs were so frightened that they were weak were caught up in an instant, and in the blink of an eye they were beaten to a pulp by the onrushing food truck gang.

A group of people are obsessed with killing, but they will attack anyone they see, regardless of gender or age.

Zhao Chuanxin was hard-hearted and unmoved at all.

Since they choose to help, they must be prepared to die.

Don't think that helping to wave the flag means you are innocent.

People always have to pay the price for their actions.

The deterioration of the Internet environment in the 21st century has a lot to do with the lack of cost for casual comments.

If, like now, anyone dares to say something nonsense, regardless of age or sex, he or she will die, then the keyboard warrior will have to act like a grandchild.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a woman lying on the ground dying. When she saw Zhao Chuanxin coming, her eyes showed pleading.

But Zhao Chuanxin saw a kitchen knife not far away from her. This should be the weapon she brought out, but it was just knocked down.

Therefore, Zhao Chuanxin sneered, raised his leg, and stamped it down suddenly!

Click!

The woman immediately settled her account.

Next to it, the curtains of a house were opened a crack.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around to look if he felt something.

He saw three eyes lined up and down behind the gap in the curtain.

This means that there are three people peeking behind the curtain with one eye.

When Zhao Chuanxin turned around to look, he heard a few exclamations, and the gap in the curtains was immediately closed.

At this time, the sound of a police whistle, a unique nickel silver alloy single-barreled whistle, sounded.

Zhao Chuanxin looked up and saw a group of police officers appearing at the intersection on the street.

Originally, seeing such a large-scale street melee, the police should have hesitated to move forward.

With so many people, anyone who sees them should be afraid, whether they are police or not.

But the situation was exactly the opposite. The policemen were running and shouting: "Stop, you bastards, stop it, or I will shoot you."

Zhao Chuanxin saw a man struggling with a white man, but the policeman took a revolver and shot his man.

When Zhao Chuanxin's man fell in a pool of blood, the policeman reached out and pulled the white man on the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin understood instantly.

These police officers are not here to resolve conflicts or arrest brawlers.

They are simply here to help the white people here.

Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes, took out the skull mask, put it on, and took out a cigar.

"Haha, I've been practicing American Iai so hard that I haven't tried it yet, so let's see if there is any injustice in the world!"

With the God of War M1907 in hand, Zhao Chuanxin started trotting.

A policeman smashed the head of a black man with a baton, then turned around and was about to attack the second man when he suddenly spotted Zhao Chuanxin.

When he saw the skull mask, his hand trembled.

Crying.

The baton hit the ground.

"Chen, Chen... no, are you Zhao Chuanxin?"

chug chu...

The policeman's body was shaking wildly, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he died miserably.

Upon seeing this, several other policemen pointed their guns at Zhao Chuanxin, and the expression behind the skull mask changed drastically: "Don't shoot, don't shoot, it's all a misunderstanding!"

They were instantly frightened.

Unexpectedly, the person the Southern Front offended turned out to be Zhao Chuanxin.

If they had gotten wind of it earlier, they would never have come to help.

Zhao Chuanxin held a cigar in his mouth and cursed: "I missed your mother's meeting next door!"

Chug tug tug…

Mixed with sporadic "bang bang bang" sounds of revolver gunfire.

That was the police's desperate counterattack.

However, Zhao Chuanxin, who was assisted by the smart gyroscope, twisted left and right to dodge all the bullets.

Then there was only the unique "chunk" sound of the Ares M1907.

In a matter of moments, all the police officers who came to support the white people were killed.

Before they died, they showed pain, fear, and a trace of shock on their faces.

This is the first time they have heard of someone being able to dodge bullets!

When the God of War M1907 made a hollow sound, Zhao Chuanxin put away the gun and called out: "Li Xiling, call the troops back and stop chasing."

Li Xiling, who was closest to him, didn't say anything. He completely regarded himself as Zhao Chuanxin's subordinate and immediately followed his orders.

It took more than ten minutes for people to return to Zhao Chuanxin one after another.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the trash cans on the street and jumped suddenly.

The trash can shook, but Zhao Chuanxin had a smart gyroscope on his body and immediately stabilized himself.

He stood on the trash can, looked around, and shouted loudly: "My name is Zhao Chuanxin, and I know many of you are peeking behind the windows.

Today I am here to teach you how to behave.

From now on, whenever anyone dares to mention the supremacy of a certain race in New York, I will be splashed with blood three feet and five steps away! "

At this time, Big Smith, who came back last, was carrying a big white man.

It was Carl Wagner, the leader of the Southern Front.

"Boss, I caught him!"

Zhao Chuanxin discovered that Big Smith also had a bruised nose and swollen face, and the corners of his mouth were cracked.

It can be seen that he and Carl Wagner experienced a hard struggle.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the Whip of Judgment and threw it out with a bang.

Then the melodious "The Hanging Divine Comedy" was played, and the waist, abdomen and arms were pulled back with force at the same time.

Carl Wagner soars into the air.

Zhao Chuanxin reached out and grabbed Carl Wagner in mid-air.

The smart gyroscope helps him stabilize his body on the trash can.

The scene looks like a circus balancing act.

After Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Carl Wagner, he grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up, letting him struggle and kick his legs to no avail.

Zhao Chuanxin held him up, calmly, but with a very penetrating voice: "Roosevelt didn't dare to provoke me, Rockefeller only dared to deal with me within the rules, who the hell gave you the courage to make you think you have it?" Is your strength against me?"

Carl Wagner rolled his eyes when he was pinched: "I don't dare..."