Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Speaking of the Hu family's concierge, he took a broom as usual and prepared to sweep outside the gate in the morning. This is called the day's plan begins in the morning!

As soon as he opened the door, he saw two corpses lying in a pool of blood. He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and threw the broom aside.

Then he backed up on his hands and knees and returned to the courtyard. He shouted: "It's not good, it's not good, it's murder..."

Hu Gengtang did not return from Fengyuechang. His wife, concubine, and several children, including Hu Li, as well as Sheng Enyi, Benjamin Goldberg, and Zhao Yixian who were staying overnight, all came out to check on the situation.

"How much money was lost? He can't take much away by himself, right?"

This gunshot sounded like an order gun, followed by several more shots.

No wonder Eiji Asabuki was vomiting blood.

At this time, there were tens of thousands of people, and Zhao Chuanxin suddenly felt that the speed at which the old sacred altar absorbed the power of faith had reached its peak, and part of the deficit that had just been consumed was instantly replenished.

"They were all swept away."

He was about to jump off the roof when he heard a "bang".

What remains are bank reserves, mostly gold, silver and silver dollars.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers who had not yet received orders, they watched helplessly and cursed angrily, but no one stepped forward to stop them, so they could not help but become more unscrupulous.

A commoner immediately fell into a pool of blood.

That makes sense.

"puff……"

The destructive power of thousands of people is quite large, and the number of people is getting worse. Some unrelated and less radical people, seeing that there is profit, actually participate in it.

Someone immediately shouted: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao is here to help us!"

"puff……"

Without the presence of the highest officer, the Japanese soldiers were more or less afraid and did not dare to kill anyone.

The Japanese army concentrated fire in front, and dense projectiles hit the scale shield, causing scales to fly. No matter how bulletproof it was, it could not withstand this kind of firepower.

The common people were a mob. They were scared when they saw that the Japanese really dared to shoot. They were pushing and retreating when they suddenly heard loud gunshots.

Before Mizuno Kokichi could wait, he saw countless people from Hankou swarming in.

The subordinate thought of the madness on the faces of those people and asked worriedly: "Consul, what should I do if they resist?"

The sergeant scolded: "Baga, what if Zhao Chuanxin is here? I'll kill him in broad daylight! If you don't stop, don't blame us for being rude!"

The most terrible thing is that Zhao Chuanxin kept flashing around, east and west, and the Japanese army couldn't catch him at all!

Mizuno Kokichi couldn't help but want to quit...

Mizuno Kokichi's face was ferocious: "Years of hard work must not be destroyed in one day. If there is resistance, kill him as a warning to others."

The Elf Carving Knife was even more exaggerated. Wherever it passed, the Japanese troops were cut into two pieces.

He touched the old sacred altar and was instantly among the Japanese troops.

Faintly, a burly figure emerged from the Japanese army, and the man's ghost mask showed the tip of the iceberg.

Emotions really regard the shameless appropriation of land as their own.

Thieves are like combs, soldiers are like grates, and things that waste the lives of the people will never happen. Captain Zhao has never done anything like burning, looting, and killing, nor will he condone the arrogance of Britain and Japan.

Yesterday, a representative from the Japanese Iron Works named Hisahide Aso paid a visit and wanted to cooperate with him in the smuggling of tobacco and firearms.

A group of ordinary people, like bandits, climbed up the ridges of houses and demolished the houses under the watchful eyes of the Japanese troops at the entrance of the concession.

"That's what I said." Aso Hisahide was speechless: "Consul General Mizuno asked, if he didn't know that Zhao Chuanxin would come, why did he set up defenses on the roof?"

Not only do you love your country and protect your country, you can also make a small fortune.

Seeing the Japanese taking action, some cowered people stopped moving.

But after they heard that it was Zhao Chuanxin who clashed with the soldiers in the British and Japanese concessions, the people were no longer afraid.

He didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either.

……

Outside the Japanese concession area, ordinary people were rushing to be the first with hammers, chisels, axes, saws, picks and shovels, and the demolished bricks and beams were transported out of the country like ants moving.

What to do about Hanyeping Coal and Iron Works?

How to purchase new equipment?

Could it be based on the previous one million yuan in stock money and the one hundred thousand taels of silver that Hu Gengtang just earned?

The mob, relying on the courage of their numbers, is infinitely enlarged.

Benjamin Goldberg stretched his neck and took a peek: "My master taught me how to identify race. He should be Japanese."

Fortunately, I was smart and didn't leave any clues. This world is too crazy.

Someone shouted: "Mr. Zhao has advocated justice for us Hankou people, and we should not just sit back and wait for death. We will demolish the illegally built military camps of the Japanese army today!"

Having already ambushed men on the roof, it was even more fucked that Zhao Chuanxin could be succeeded.

Only when the man barked orders and the Japanese soldiers began to violently drive him away could Zhao Chuanxin be convinced.

She heard that the people highly praised Zhao Chuanxin, and she thought to herself: "Zhao Chuanxin's appeal is really terrifying. With such great power, wouldn't he be the Guan Yunchang and Yue Pengju of the world? Perhaps only this kind of people would be called the lewd monk. Recognition, not the people in the green forest who dominate the rivers, lakes and seas.”

But the distance did not exceed ten meters because we still had to wait for the smart gyroscope.

Although the money was stolen by Zhao Chuanxin at this time, the loss was not attributed to him.

Don't say it's okay. If you do, Asabuki Eiji goes up.

Suddenly the people's heads were broken and blood flowed.

Sheng Enyi looked a little pale and murmured: "Report to the official, hurry up and report to the official..."

After hearing the bad news, his eyes were about to burst, and he yelled: "These damn fools and stupid women, damn pigs and sick men, how brave they are. It's already dawn, and all the concessions are tightly guarded, so even Zhao Chuanxin doesn't dare to take any chances. Show up and quickly lead your troops to suppress them, I'll be there later."

Hu Gentang suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Look, this is Mr. Zhao's power, to relieve qi.

When I went out for breakfast, I heard other clients talking.

Sheng Xuanhuai said in shock: "Zhao Chuanxin? He came to Hankou?"

Among the crowd, there was a woman from Zhuoyue in commoner clothes and Jingchai, with some baby fat on her face.

Zhao Chuanxin's firearms subverted his cognition.

Throwing up the elf carving knife, he took out the God of War M1907, with a shield in his left hand and a pistol in his right hand. With full firepower, green blood and green phosphorus, he freed the Japanese devils from their skins!

Benjamin Goldberg and Zhao Yixian looked at each other. They coughed and hid aside: "My master must have done it."

A prophecy!

The crow-mouthed monk!

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

Zhuo, I’m telling you to play sem. Are you scared now?

Early in the morning, Zhao Chuanxin sensed that the old sacred altar was frantically absorbing the power of faith.

I couldn't help but think of what the monk on the riverboat said: "The disaster of blood and light, the disaster of war."

The flash distance is short, the consumption is low, and the replenishment is fast. Do you dare to think that the flash has no CD?

He didn't have to go to the police station to have someone tell him what happened last night.

Isn't it possible that no one can control this rotten bitch with pus on his head and sores on his soles?

In the flower building, Hu Gentang got up and was served to wash himself.