Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Zhao Chuanxin scuttled a battleship and indirectly destroyed a destroyer.

Countless people were killed and wounded.

Americans at this time were more patriotic than later generations. There were many people who disliked him, but they were afraid of speaking out due to bullying and herd mentality.

But when Zhao Chuanxin humiliated Kang Youwei and tried to extort money from him.

Finally, an older man couldn't help but speak: "You can't kill someone without a nod, you're going too far. I, I..."

I "I" for a long time and said to call the police, but the police were watching the fun.

Let's just say it's unfair, I don't have the ability.

Finally, he managed to say: "We all don't like you."

Zhao Chuanxin burst out laughing: "You don't like me? What's the matter, do you think I'm here to make you like me?"

Not only did he not need others to like him, Zhao Chuanxin also made a decision in his heart that he would change some things in these ten days.

"..."

The man was speechless.

Another young man angrily accused: "You butcher, executioner..."

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward and made a "Pang Cang" big armband with his backhand.

This slap was merciless and used all his strength.

The young man threw his head back and fell, fainting without saying a word.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes were not big, but they were wide open at this moment, and no one dared to look at him.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the young man on the ground and said, "Young man, feel good and sleep well."

"..."

Referring to a deer as a horse, no one dares to refute it.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Kang Youwei's collar and lifted him up: "Let's talk further."

As if the sea water hit the water droplets, the crowd suddenly retreated.

He Zhan, who was on the ground, saw Zhao Chuanxin carrying Kang Youwei out, so he didn't pretend to be dead. He got up and followed closely with red slap marks on his face.

Zhao Chuanxin was in a surprisingly good mood today.

Completely out of the haze of losing the devil crystal glasses.

When people are honing a skill, they always have that feeling. Looking back after a while, the little achievements at the beginning are just worn-out shoes that can be discarded at any time.

In this way, every progress is like a mirage.

Now Zhao Chuanxin has experienced 10,000 mirages. He dare not say that he has reached the pinnacle, but he is more than capable. He just can't tell others whether he is successful or not, and he only knows whether he will win or not.

Away from the crowd, there were many public carriages waiting for the people to leave.

Zhao Chuanxin found a car at random and handed over the ticket: "Take them two with me."

Kang Youwei got into the car consciously.

Such shameless people usually have a delicate heart and know when to obey.

Arriving at the door of the tavern, Zhao Chuanxin saw the two special service agents.

"Hey, Da Luo's personal bodyguard has become my Bi Mawen. I am really scared."

There was no sign of panic in him, and he even took off his mask.

Two special agents: "..."

One person said: "Mr. Zhao, please keep your promise and leave the United States."

Zhao Chuanxin was a little hungry, so he took out a candy ball and stuffed it into his mouth: "I said leave, but I didn't say when."

The secret service agent was dumbfounded and became nervous: "Mr. Zhao, this is not how a gentleman should behave."

As long as the bill is repealed and the money is returned, Zhao Chuanxin does not want any more setbacks: "Ten days, I need ten days to deal with things, and I will leave when the time is up."

The two looked at each other and nodded: "Okay, Mr. Zhao, we will report it."

"It's not a report, it's a notification. I don't need other people's consent, unless Da Luo wants to pay more."

Give me face!

Zhao Chuanxin mounted his horse and led the way, followed by the public carriage.

Zhao Chuanxin came to Lawson Trust Company.

Taking Kang Youwei and his wife who were resigned to their fate, they went upstairs.

The secretary hurriedly told Thomas W. Lawson that Zhao was coming.

Then he secretly glanced at Zhao Chuanxin from the side.

Women in this era have to depend on men for survival.

No one on Wall Street knows that although Thomas W. Lawson bears the name, this company essentially belongs to Zhao Chuanxin.

Even though Zhao Chuanxin is making a huge fuss in the United States, business is business.

It's like Japan has committed heinous crimes in China, but Japanese products should still be bought.

Zhao Chuanxin turned a blind eye to this.

Thomas W. Lawson came out excitedly: "Boss, $750 million has arrived."

Zhao Chuanxin did not answer because it was nonsense.

He pointed at Kang Youwei: "Please liquidate his property for me, ask him to sign and pledge it, and transfer it to Lawson Trust Company and Xinghui Catering Company respectively."

Kang Youwei's face finally turned ugly: "Why?"

He thought it was just a matter of losing money and avoiding disaster and paying a small amount of money.

But even if he took out 1.8 million, it would be enough to make him feel distressed for seven or eight months, not to mention that Zhao Chuanxin wanted to drain all his wealth?

"Life or money?" Zhao Chuanxin looked at him sideways: "You have your life, but you don't have the money to spend it. You have the money to save, but you don't have your life to spend it. You choose one."

Kang Youwei frowned: "I will never hand over my property."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded and said to Thomas W. Lawson: "Call and ask Big Smith to come and leave this matter to him. I will give him a week to let this man die slowly."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Kang Youwei wanted to rush out, but the Lawson Trust Company's stock market crash had not yet passed, and there were always armed guards at the door, stopping him.

"Boss, how to deal with him?"

"Before Big Smith arrived, I beat him as soon as he drove away. Within ten days, no police dared to take care of him." Zhao Chuanxin said domineeringly.

He Zhan shouted: "Zhao Chuanxin, my mother's family is also a well-known family, and I know the consulate. Do you think you can be lawless?"

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Just find someone to ask the consulate for help. If they dare to fart, I will lose."

What is the Qing Dynasty consulate next door to Mala?

Can they become characters too?

Weak countries have no diplomacy, so they will ride on their own necks and dominate.

But it depends on who.

In New York, Zhao Chuanxin's words work better than those in the consulate. He is the uncrowned king!

Kang Youwei shouted with a pale face: "Is there no place where justice can be served?"

"I am justice!" Zhao Chuanxin got on his horse and gave special instructions before leaving: "Thomas, especially Kang Nanhai's seaside island in Stockholm, Sweden, this one will be directly put under my name."

Thomas W. Lawson frowned: "Boss, this is not easy to handle. Although it is private property, after all, we have to negotiate with the Swedish side. Whether we agree or not depends on their yamen."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled. After today, how the hell would any country dare not give him such a little face as Zhao Chuanxin?

If a war breaks out, everyone may not recognize each other.

But this is peacetime.

He waved his hand: "If you don't agree, just tell them - Zhao Chuanxin asked you, does your country have a navy? I think they will agree."