Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

The ten-mile foreign market is bustling with people.

The Huangpu River is full of boats, and the streets are full of people.

Shops are lined up in rows.

Benjamin Goldberg had never seen such a lively place. Even as prosperous as New York, there was no such exaggerated fireworks.

My eyes can't see enough.

Zhao Chuanxin sighed: "I'm here to blackmail you for your car money, right?"

Zhao Chuanxin threw away his baton: "It's a blackmail on my head, and I have to pay the fucking ransom. If you don't pay the ransom today, you won't be able to walk out of this street alive."

Because Zhao Chuanxin's rickshaw was running slowly, Zhang Mouzhi and the others were caught up in the lead.

"Master, what is sewing poverty?"

"Mr. Zhao is coming to Shanghai."

Zhao Chuanxin stared at him and asked, "Do you want to pay the ransom?"

Benjamin Goldberg pointed to a cage again and asked a group of onlookers: "Master, what is that?"

The shrewd driver yelled, "You will have to pay extra if you stop and wait for others."

"Zhang Asi, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Chuanxin paid no attention to it.

This time, it was Zhao Yixian who solved his doubts.

Zhao Chuanxin returned to the rickshaw: "Let's go."

Another hooligan retreated in shock: "We are from the Youth Gang, my senior brother is Yuan Shanbao, and my godfather is Chen Shichang. I advise you to be more knowledgeable..."

"What do you know?" Zhang's wife said: "This ten-mile foreign market is lively and lively, but it is also chaotic. With the reputation of the God of War, who dares to provoke us?"

Zhang Asi pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "He wants to kill people, he wants to kill us."

Zhang's wife was so frightened that she quickly pulled the head of the house and stood behind Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed his hair with his left hand, and slammed it down on his cheek with his right hand.

Zhao Chuanxin came to the two Kalamis again and asked condescendingly: "Yue Sheng? Your name is Du Yuesheng?"

Zhao Chuanxin was at a loss when he saw Zhang's wife holding Zhang Leyi, and Zhang Leyi was crying loudly. One of them pointed at Zhang Leyi who was crying and yelled: "You little beast, if you cry again, I will throw you out to feed the wild dogs."

The backhand is a big armband again: "Chen Shichang, right?"

She explained to Zhao Chuanxin: "As soon as we entered the inn, a man selling cigarettes came. We bought a box, and these two people came in to extort money, saying that the inn was not allowed to sell cigarettes privately, and buying cigarettes was illegal... "

Without saying a word, Zhao Chuanxin took a step forward as fast as lightning and grabbed his finger.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed him by the collar and said, "You don't understand, right? You want to leave without paying the ransom?"

"what……"

Du Yuesheng hesitated to speak.

As they were walking, there was a lot of noise in an inn on the road ahead, which attracted the attention of Zhao Chuanxin and others.

Zhang Mouzhi smiled bitterly: "People are already dead, so it's better to lose money and avoid disaster."

It can be seen that they are really destined.

He grabbed it easily and passed with a backhand stick.

Zhao Chuanxin went up with a big armband: "Yuan Shanbao, right?"

The Chinese patrolman tilted his head to the side, and his teeth flew into the sky.

The two little gangsters were not afraid when they saw Zhao Chuanxin. One of them pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and yelled: "How dare you take care of my work, Zhang Asi?"

"It's the God of War."

Zhang Asi's eyes widened and gradually became bloodshot, and he took his last breath.

With that said, he threw the money on the car seat and took the people away.

He strolled towards the inn and, with one hand in hand, pushed away the crowd of spectators.

The Chinese patrolman took out five yuan from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Chuanxin with a trembling hand.

The Chinese patrol officer looked Zhao Chuanxin up and down and said, "Come with me and inform his family to bring bail money to redeem him."

The Chinese patrolman's eyes widened and he pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "What did you say?"

The melon-eating masses went straight to the point of frying.

Click...

In fact, this root can be traced back to the Shili Foreign Market in the early 20th century.

When he came to Zhang's wife, he saw that Zhang Leyi was still clutching the carving of the corpse forest father he had given her, and he bared his teeth at her.

There are opium dens that have been closed, and there are still anti-smoking couplets posted on the doors.

Zhang Asi let out a "ouch".

Zhang Mouzhi and Zhang's wife were also dumbfounded.

Click.

At this time, Du Yuesheng was just a member of the Ka Family Army, a low-level ant, far less majestic than the later generations.

"What the hell am I asking you? Are you deaf?"

Even a fool can see that the man in front of him must be a murderer, and he could kill Zhang Ah Si without blinking an eye.

I just wanted to watch the fun, but unexpectedly there were acquaintances of Zhao Chuanxin in the scenery, it was Zhang Mouzhi and his wife, and Zhang Leyi in his arms.

The patrolman's arm dropped unnaturally, obviously broken.

Conflicts on the streets are common in Shiliyangchang, but openly harming patrol officers is another matter.

Zhang Mouzhi's eyelids twitched.

The Chinese patrolman frowned and wanted to be tough.

"What can they decide? Without me, who will pay?"

"No, Mr. Zhao doesn't need to pay for the ride..."

"It's Mr. Zhao."

This is Zhao Chuanxin. Didn't you read the almanac when you went out today?

Zhang's wife and Zhang Mouzhi looked at each other, and Zhang's wife said, "Le Yi has taken advantage of the noble man."

The guard was suspicious: "Aren't your people already inside?"

Do not look down.

"You two wait outside."

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

Zhao Chuanxin didn't know why the word ended with "ine" instead of "ing". Maybe the English at this time was different from that of later generations.

Another person grabbed Zhang Mouzhi's collar: "The shopkeeper has already paid the money, what do you say?"

He vomited a mouthful of blood on the ground, but he didn't move.

Du Yuesheng crawled back on his hands and feet, his eyes full of fear.

As he spoke, he ran away to fetch reinforcements.

Du Yuesheng's arms dropped: "Ah..."

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin said to the driver: "Stop the car and wait for me for a while."

Zhang Asi ran over and used his good hand to lift up little Karami on the ground: "Yue Sheng, are you okay?"

What about Manchu and Han jewelry, Wenyuan Silver Tower, and even Fengxiang Silver Tower? I wonder if they are the same as Lao Fengxiang in later generations.

Click.

"You still dare to threaten me?" Zhao Chuanxin kicked Zhang Asi's body aside and turned to look at Du Yuesheng: "Remember today, ten years later, Zhao comes to Shanghai again. If he hears you doing anything evil, Zhang Asi is your fate."

The Chinese patrolman pulled out a solid wood baton with his left hand. Before he could swing it, Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward and grabbed it.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at it and said, "That's the sole of the shoe. They can't sew it together."

Du Yuesheng was so frightened that he felt like chaff.

A barber shop has a large piece of glass on the door, and a piece of paper is stuck under the glass. Since there are no effective waterproof measures at this time, the writing on the paper is a little faded, but Zhao Chuanxin can still vaguely make out the word "barber shop" and the Chinese characters under it. "hairdressine" letters.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin, Zhang Leyi burst into laughter.