Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

In the past, Zhao Chuanxin never fought with anyone in close combat.

But after losing the devil crystal glasses, he suddenly discovered that as long as he worked hard,

If the enemy doesn't use weapons, he can do miracles with great force.

Lift your leg and kick sideways.

When it comes to flexibility, Zhao Chuanxin, who practices balance, can do the splits without even frowning.

The captain then shivered a little.

This kick was much easier than when he kicked Kang Youwei.

Confucius is right.

His teeth chattered and his voice changed: "I know, you, you, you are Zhao Chuanxin..."

What's special is that it's as fast as the wind and as hard to understand as the clouds.

Claris persuaded in a low voice: "Let's not go too far, right?"

But was stopped by Francis Fuller.

Francis Fuller commends himself for his wit.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "A lonely soul never needs company."

Whenever it is necessary to come out, you must work. If you don't know how to do it, you have to pretend to do it.

Francis Fuller broke into a cold sweat.

If the abused will always remain the abused, and the abuser will be forgiven after reforming, then what kind of justice will there be in this world?

A good person cannot do a bad thing, and a bad person can immediately become a Buddha by putting down his butcher knife.

The crew members' heads buzzed.

The man hesitated to speak and swallowed his anger.

He was beaten to death with a stick in shock.

There were only blood stains on the deck.

After wiping it clean, Zhao Chuanxin looked around with cold eyes and said: "That idiot just said what he said about the order of hierarchy, Zhao took it seriously.

Zhao Chuanxin saw the crew delivering meals to each cabin, and then from time to time someone would come out with the crew to wipe the deck or do other shipping work.

In the eyes of these white people, as long as there is no discrimination against Asians, then Asians should be grateful.

The group of people dispersed with a crash.

Francis Fuller is indeed very smart. As a diplomat, he has strong adaptability.

Claris was unconvinced: "But the colonists are also my ancestors. Of course I will not hate my ancestors."

"Yes, sir."

One, two, three...

"No, I have a feeling you're going to need me at night."

Duh!

A handaxe cut into the man's forehead.

At this time, the tourists watching the excitement started to scream.

Zhao Chuanxin took one leg of each man and woman, struggled with their arms, and threw them into the sea.

The other person stopped moving forward.

But now Zhao Chuanxin is completely reversed, how can they accept this?

A white man couldn't hold it back: "This is unfair? Why?"

If he didn't come forward, Zhao Chuanxin would take the initiative.

At this time, Henry Elliot was choked by Zhao Chuanxin and stopped breathing in and out. The blood in his aorta was not flowing smoothly. He had already started to roll his eyes and went into shock just by looking at him.

A crew member flew out and knocked down a spectator.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the crewman's long hair, pressed the back of his head, and struck him hard on the door and iron railing.

Zhao Chuanxin's right arm suddenly exerted force and actually threw a large living person up, although it was not high.

Even women are killed!

But he never expected that Zhao Chuanxin would be so fast while holding a "oil bottle".

"Snapped……"

Zhao Chuanxin threw the body into the sea, walked up to Francis Fuller, and wiped the blood on his suit from the scepter of redemption.

Another mouthful.

In the restaurant, Zhao Chuanxin and Claris were the only ones dining.

Zhao Chuanxin: "If you have something to report, please tell me, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it."

No matter who he was, he didn't dare to say another word.

In fact, not only white people, no matter what their skin color, no one except Zhao Chuanxin and Claris dared to go on the deck.

Francis Fuller jumped: "His name is Zhao Chuanxin. You are not afraid of anyone, right? Then go out and beat him yourself. If you can survive the first round, I will have the same surname as you."

This guy is not stingy, no matter what name he gives, it doesn't matter.

Clarisse: "..."

Claris is not as strong as Mahina, the tattoo artist of the Kanaka tribe, but she is also far plumper than women of this era, especially her legs, which are thick and round, but she can serve Captain Zhao well.

From this day forward no white man was allowed to be seen on deck. "

Duh!

The voice stopped!

I blanched... This time, there was silence on the deck.

I blanched...it seems like I hit an iron plate today.

"Butcher of the Far East!" Francis Fuller warned.

The female companion next to him couldn't believe her eyes, crying and shaking the man who fell on the deck.

A quick and powerful side kick couldn't be easier.

"..."

In just one stroke, it was erect.

He said: "It doesn't matter if you die, but I still need to live. Without you, none of us would be able to sail the ship and we would be lost in the vast Pacific Ocean."

Zhao Chuanxin: "Grandpa is here!"

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Okay, come to the deck, you can only work."

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin's words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

But the crew needs to move around.

He is a smart man. Judging from Zhao Chuanxin's unruly and prickly manner, as well as his strength, this man is definitely not an ordinary person.

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While Zhao Chuanxin was enjoying the sea breeze, the captain walked out of the captain's cabin holding a white flag: "Mr. Zhao, don't shoot, don't shoot, I am the captain, I have something to say..."

He pointed his ax at everyone: "Don't say you didn't predict what you said. From today on, any white man who dares to step onto the deck will have to see if your character is strong enough!"

So cruel!

This feeling is like playing a game. A person who is very good at the game mocks a player who can achieve 100% C because his skills are not relevant.

Especially the two white women who had secretly laughed at Clarisse before, wanted to escape from the place of right and wrong.

But some moral gentlemen keep saying that the abused cannot become the perpetrators, otherwise they will be no different from the perpetrators.

The scolded person said nothing and did not dare to look at Zhao Chuanxin.

Therefore, he said proudly: "You know? I am a diplomat. I am visiting China. In addition to looking up the information of officials such as Cixi, Li Hongzhang, and Aixinjueluo Yikuang, the one I have studied the most is Zhao Chuanxin."

The two white women looked thin, with dry airport figures and not even a ounce of flesh on their bodies.

Clarisse watched the captain leave in a submissive manner and said, "I understand why you said that if I go to the United States, I will be very unhappy. Why do they classify people into different grades? In Panama, there are only poor and rich people. . The rich are at ease, and the poor are just as happy. It is best not to offend the river."

The captain gave a thumbs up: "Extremely far-sighted and wise choice."

The onlookers on the deck were stunned.