Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

It is said that Zhe Meisen sent the telegram to the UK while Zhao Chuanxin was having dinner. Because there was a seven-hour time difference, the British side was probably not awake when the incident happened.

The first news that Marquis Laurent heard when he woke up was bad news.

He was so angry that he smashed the exquisite porcelain cup of morning tea into pieces: "Tell Zhemei Sen that the sun never sets on the empire and is not afraid of the backward and poor Qing Empire, nor is it afraid of Zhao Chuanxin, the butcher of the Far East, the big deal..."

The newly hired butler reminded: "Marquis, there is nothing to fear from the Qing Empire, but Zhao Chuanxin is famous for his cruelty and cunning, so we must be on guard against him. Once, he said he would attack Roosevelt's house. It is said that Roosevelt could not sleep at night. , stay safe and ready. It can be seen that Zhao Chuanxin is as difficult to deal with as rumored."

Lorena: "Humph, just him? Who is he? It's just spreading rumors.

Tell Zhemison that I don't agree with this matter. "

It’s not just Lorena who disagrees, but other shareholders as well.

You can understand it if you think about it. Who is willing to give up the fat on his lips?

The only one standing in front was Zhemei Sen, and the dead could not be killed on them.

After receiving the news from the shareholders, Zhe Meisen waved his hands in despair and told his entourage: "Get paper and pen, I want to write a suicide note."

Follower: "..."

Unbeknownst to others, Zhe Meisen witnessed Zhao Chuanxin's brutality with his own eyes.

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After Zhao Chuanxin finished his meal, Tang Guoan volunteered and said, "Mr. Zhao, I will serve as a scout for you to spy first."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and declined: "At this time, whoever goes out first is likely to be assassinated by a black gun. You wait until I leave before going out."

Tang Guoan was moved: "Mr. Zhao is a gentleman."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: "Who are you scolding?"

Tang Guoan was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Mr. Zhao has a charming temperament."

Zhao Chuanxin stood up, came to the door, waved, and the smart gyroscope flew out, holding the coat and flying back.

Putting on his coat, Zhao Chuanxin walked out in style, stepping on the corpse of the Seal Cavalry Patrol.

When Tang Guoan saw him, his heart suddenly surged. He looked at Zhao Chuanxin's back and said with emotion: "There are many heroes, electric shocks and thunder, drinking horses from Europe and the United States, and vibrating China and the country! This is what a man should be like!"

I sighed for a long time, but I didn't hear the sound of gunfire outside.

Tang Guoan came to the door, hid his nose and frowned before pushing the door open. There was no one outside.

Arriving at the lobby, Fang saw the British soldiers in a dilemma at the door.

Tang Guoan was stunned. The power of the God of War actually scared them so much that they did not dare to go in.

Someone came up and asked Tang Guoan: "Where is Zhao Chuanxin?"

Tang Guoan told the truth: "If you hadn't met me before, I'm afraid you would have gone upstairs to rest by now."

"..."

Good guy, killing people and setting fires to eat and sleep won't delay anything, right?

Therefore, before those British soldiers dared to enter, they had to collect the corpses first.

Tang Guoan found a British officer and asked, "What do you want?"

The officer's face was full of gloom: "I don't know..."

Tang Guoan couldn't laugh or cry.

……

Zhao Chuanxin took his apprentice, Zhao Yixian and some food to the top floor and found his room.

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

Zhao Chuanxin paused: "I just finished eating, are you going to stop practicing?"

"Wang Wang Wang..."

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at the stairs: "Okay, let's go to the roof."

He followed the stairs, cut off the lock, and led them to the rooftop.

Zhao Yixian wondered: "Zhao Shenxian, what are we doing here?"

Zhao Chuanxin kicked the door leading to the rooftop: "Sucking the wind and drinking the dew are things only gods can do. You can go back and rest."

Not to mention that Zhao Yixian did not dare to go back alone for fear of retaliation.

Even if this didn't happen, he would still stay here to observe how Zhao Chuanxin and the others practiced the immortal method.

Zhao Chuanxin, Benjamin Goldberg, and Gan Fan lined up in a row, three meters apart, and started practicing balancing techniques.

They were facing the same direction and their movements were uniform.

The movements of cooking were similar in spirit but not in form to the master and apprentice, but Zhao Yixian had a vague feeling that this dog was practicing the same magic as Zhao Chuanxin and Benjamin Goldberg.

Good guy, even dogs around Zhao Chuanxin want to become immortals?

Especially when standing on one's head, dry rice should also be done while standing on one's head.

After practicing for a week, Zhao Chuanxin felt that his body was getting hot, so he took off his knitted sweater.

The next practice was different from Benjamin Goldberg and the others.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin's tattoos all over his body, Zhao Yixian was amazed at first, and then his heart moved: Could it be that Zhao Shenxian's tattoos have a bonus to the magic of immortality?

The habit of being smart came back again, and Zhao Yixian began to guess blindly.

He found that the balancing act was really difficult and almost impossible for his old arms and legs.

So I wanted to take a different approach.

He wanted to remember it secretly and tattoo himself later. But although the pattern was a regular geometric pattern to a certain extent, it was too complicated and not easy to remember.

Fortunately, he still has a lot of time in the future.

After finishing the practice, Zhao Chuanxin took a long breath. In the cold night, his breath turned into an arrow. Zhao Yixian found that it was at least one and a half meters long.

Zhao Chuanxin put his clothes back on, lowered his head and said, "Are you satisfied now?"

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

"Sister Hua asked you to tell me to practice? You piece of shit, who raised you, have you forgotten?"

Before returning to the room, Zhao Chuanxin said: "If someone breaks into the door at night, remember not to resist. Your life is the first priority."

Benjamin Goldberg was used to the life of following his master's knife and licking blood, so he didn't take it seriously: "Master, I have the means to protect myself."

Zhao Yixian asked hurriedly: "What if the other party shoots directly without any discrimination?"

Zhao Chuanxin opened the door of his room: "Then I will burn paper money for you on Qingming Festival next year."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

Back in the house, Zhao Yixian quickly took out the copper coins and made a divination for himself.

Wow... it shook the lower body and the upper body, and the sky was thunderous.

This is a hexagram of great misfortune. It mainly deals with emergencies and disasters.

Zhao Yixian was dumbfounded. Will he really be retaliated against tonight and take a bullet?

He became uneasy.

So he comforted himself: "Only follow what is pure and don't act rashly. If you don't act rashly, there will be disaster, but it will definitely lead to blessings."

All I need to do is exercise self-restraint and be prepared, and I will be able to avoid disaster. "

What can I do?

He did not stay in a high-end room that was so luxurious that he was amazed. Instead, he went out and went to the utility room where the cleaning staff used to live.

Don't tell me, it's quite warm here, but the space is a bit small, so it can only be used for one night. After all, when I had no money, I slept in the streets and alleys, with the sky and the ground as a bed.

After Zhao Chuanxin returned to the house, he washed up, blocked the door with tables and chairs, and folded paper into pigs to warn.

He lay on the bed, rubbing the old sacred altar with his index finger and thumb, wanting to take out the "Old God Codex" and continue the experiments during the day.

But considering that the Licha Hotel is still a dangerous place, and we have to negotiate tomorrow, we might as well forget it.