Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Zhao Chuanxin picked at it and took out a dime from his pocket and handed it over: "Accommodating and accepting, we can just stand here casually."

The crew member also thought that this person was on the wrong track, but when he saw that there was only a small piece of water, he immediately slapped it away and said angrily: "No, show me your ticket quickly, otherwise I will ask you to get off the ship immediately."

Qi Huang's heart tightened: It's over, the boatman will suffer, I'm afraid he won't see the sunset today.

Guo Renzhang also felt that this person was really looking for death. There was a way to heaven but you didn’t take it, and there was no door to hell but you broke in.

Qi Huang and Guo Renzhang also didn't expect that Zhao Chuanxin was not as domineering and violent as the legend said, and he killed people at every turn.

The weight is staggering, but each position is like a green pine.

After leaving the station, I was hit by the cold wind.

When they arrived in Jilin, Wu Luzhen learned of the incident and unexpectedly sent someone to escort him to Lugang Town.

Before Gao Li could step forward, Jiang Mingxin, wrapped in a down jacket, rushed away: "Mom, I miss you so much..."

In Hong Kong Island, even prestigious people like He Qi and Feng Huachuan must at least treat foreigners and Japanese with courtesy without any sense of superiority.

But from the looks of Gao Li and others, they didn't take the Japanese seriously at all.

Dakuchang pointed to the floor-to-ceiling window on the roadside: "Look, you can see the stove inside from here. The fire is really burning. Is this a barber shop? Is the barber shop so well-organized?"

When he was in the United States, everyone around Zhao Chuanxin was well known.

Dakuchang scratched his head and scratched his head: "Let's keep a low profile and don't provoke these men. I just counted them. The man named Gao Li has two guns on his horse, two guns on his waist, a knife, an axe, and an ax in his arms." It’s full of ammunition...it’s so scary.”

Gao Li said: "My name is Li Genjing, you can just call me Gao Li. Come to our Lugang Town to say goodbye to outsiders and treat yourself as your own home. The carriage is waiting outside. Please carry your suitcases and follow us. If you have a gun in your hand and can't put it down, you can I won’t help you carry it. The accommodation and other arrangements have been arranged, and I will take care of you in the evening."

They rode directly into the station. The Japanese in charge of the South Manchuria Railway section stood respectfully aside, with a slightly bowed waist and a docile look on his face.

The crew members were stunned.

Miao Cuihua's identity has changed.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hands at them, and flew away with his apprentice, leaving the ship behind for a while.

Jin Yacheng, Dakuchang and Li Zining couldn't help but tremble.

Miao Cuihua held her daughter in her arms and lifted her up easily, which was so strange.

It's not a compliment, it's the truth.

Qi Huang looked at their retreating figures and said with emotion: "It's true that being famous is not as good as meeting, and meeting is worse than being famous. This person has diamond skills, but he doesn't bother to bully the weak."

The train arrived at the Lugang Town section and stopped.

Rachel Kervis looked at the cleared road and said in surprise: "This is Macadan Road!"

Li Zining was also shocked and said: "There is no such road in Hong Kong Island yet. How did Lugang Town do it?"

When they arrived at the outskirts of Lugang Town, Jin Yacheng was surprised and said: "Oh, this is really lively. The red lanterns have been hung up before the New Year."

Because of Zhao Chuanxin, they didn't have much sense of superiority, but they could see the numb faces of the people. The dilapidated and backward cities along the way were completely different from the high-rise buildings of New York. Their sense of superiority was like a dog after the rain. The urine and moss can't be stopped from coming up.

People like them who are wandering around in the world don't dare to brag.

This made everyone sigh: So majestic!

On the left of Miao Cuihua is her daughter, and on the right is Li Anyang. She hugged each other with one arm and was in a very good mood. She introduced to Li Zining who was sitting opposite: "This is the idea of ​​passing on salary. Look at that boutique, it is for passing on salary." This shop specializes in selling some weird stuff."

"Benjamin, come down quickly and don't give this bitch a chance to make irresponsible remarks."

Ke Ren Leng certainly needs heat.

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After saying that, he came to the side of the boat, threw the Alaiya board down first, and the people jumped off immediately.

Jin Yacheng smiled bitterly: "In Hong Kong Island, I wouldn't eat this stuff if it was given to me for free. It tastes really good now."

Although the little girl is a bit round, her skin is hydrated and her facial features are delicate and clear. Regardless of Eastern or Western aesthetics, she has to be praised.

Not to mention the food, there is no need to pick it up, just ride on the waves.

"Mom, the more you eat, the stronger you become, but you become heavier. Didn't Mom tell you to control it?"

In the United States, perhaps JP Morgan and Rockefeller did not receive this treatment.

To the point where the Japanese seem to consider themselves inferior.

"Powerful enough, powerful enough, sharp enough!" Jin Yacheng was convinced.

She said nothing because she didn't understand either.

Qi Huang was immediately embarrassed. He immediately came up with a reason that made him unable to push forward: "Brother Baosheng, who dares to transfer Zhao Chuanxin's paintings back and forth without his permission?"

Looking at this posture, is it really true that he boarded the ship midway?

"Thank you."

When the crew member disobeyed him, he just cursed a few times.

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Jiang Mingxin raised her head against Miao Cuihua, raised her little face that was flushed with cold, and asked: "Mom, how did you become so strong?"

That gray-white cotton coat becomes inconspicuous in the snow. It is conceivable that if you lie down on the snow, you may not be able to find this living person within more than ten meters, and the concealment is excellent.

The northwest wind roared past, and the blow on my face was like a knife.

In the carriage, in addition to the charcoal stove, cotton-padded jackets and prepared snacks.

As for the word "Goryeo", it is a nickname given by the local people to the Han people. In fact, the ancestors of Goryeo have assimilated with the Han people, and their living habits are not much different.

Rachel Kervis came forward and said, "Sister Hua, your daughter is so beautiful."

Gao Li and other members of the insurance team got on their horses. They were wearing such thick clothes but their movements were clean and agile. It was obvious that they had excellent riding skills.

Jin Yacheng, Dakuchang and Li Zining noticed that when Gao Li led people to leave the station, the Japanese nodded and bowed respectfully to see them off.

Desserts include glutinous rice sticks, fried dried fruits, etc., which are all high-calorie foods.

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Gao Li and others were wearing standard gray and white long cotton coats with uniform styles and hoods. They rushed down with a Lee Enfield gun diagonally. There were multiple pockets of vests and armed belts inside the coat, and there was at least one gun on the waist. There was a horse brand gun and a bayonet in the holster, and there was a Winchester M1897 in the gun bag on the horse's back.

Guo Renzhang snorted coldly: "He's just a traitor and a traitor."

Oguchi Chang breathed a sigh of relief on the frosted car window, rubbed it with his fingers, and looked out: "The road is really smooth, and the carriage is comfortable to sit on."

Zhao Chuanxin dusted off the soot contemptuously: "Get off the boat as soon as you get off the boat, who the hell cares?"

Qi Huang put away the paintings left by Zhao Chuanxin, and Guo Renzhang asked him unexpectedly: "Pingsheng, can you transfer the paintings to me?"

The rest were divided into two teams, front and rear, sandwiching the convoy in the middle.

This project had already started before leaving, but Miao Cuihua didn't expect it to be laid here so quickly.

He telegraphed all parties outside the customs to escort them all the way.