Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

The protagonist's name is Zhao Chuanxin. The story is mainly about the east and west coasts of the United States, and is adapted from personal experience. There are many villains. Anyone who opposes Zhao Chuanxin, whether they are Japanese, American capitalists, or discriminators, are all villains.

In 1896, the American comic strip "The Yellow Kid" appeared, marking the birth of American comics.

But it was only in the late 1930s that superhero-themed comics appeared.

Zhao Chuanxin's inspiration surged like a fountain, and a complete line of whitewashing himself was clearly displayed in his mind.

He smiled "hehehe" while drawing.

No wonder Napoleon once said before his death that there is a sleeping lion in the east that is gradually waking up...

The white clouds are misty and the road is far away.

Not to mention the children, the adults behind him were also fascinated.

The owner of the fifth and ninth floors had a guilty conscience and his eyes were squinting.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the crowd, but he couldn't tell whether there were spies from various countries hiding among the crowds of people.

And what if Zhao is really a celestial eunuch as you said?

Everyone thought that Zhao Chuanxin was going to kill someone, but unexpectedly, the owner of the fifth and ninth floors slipped off his pants on the spot, and it turned out that Zhao Chuanxin cut off his trouser pocket instantly.

In addition, there are also a large number of Hankou people walking along the road near the train station to see each other off.

Those with an open mind smiled knowingly, while those with ulterior motives shrank their necks involuntarily.

Just coming to him and looking at him quietly made this man's penis tremble and sweat flowed from his forehead.

This person originally wanted to discredit Zhao Chuanxin, but Zhao Chuanxin questioned him openly, and this person turned into a clown.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled half-heartedly and used the sound generator to spread his voice throughout the audience: "Is this just a trick?"

He strode like lightning, and Nikola Tesla followed suit.

The short man was at a loss when he saw Zhao Chuanxin walking towards him with a smile.

"The poor skills of the Guizhou donkey make the generous man laugh..."

Nikola Tesla felt the surging public opinion and couldn't help but be speechless. He had seen parades, but not the real power that could lift or capsize a boat.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled contemptuously - no wonder "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" remains popular for so long! It feels so good to show off!

A cold light flashed, and the Miao sword struck one after another. Zhao Chuanxin pressed the scabbard with his left hand, pinched the back of the knife and returned it to the sheath.

Wilden not only had a headache in his fingers, but also felt restless.

Albert Kahn set up his camera and video camera and filmed secretly.

Nikola Tesla asked: "Zhao, when will you build the laboratory?"

"Guangzong, when you're done, contact Freddy and ask him to set up a publishing house, called Shushan Comics Company."

The man's face turned red: "You bully the common people like this, do you deserve to be called a hero?"

The person who shouted the message never expected that the crowd would automatically disperse in unison and escape him.

Just watching the beginning part is shocking.

However, British Consul General in Han Falaise, French Consul General Du Lifang, Belgian Consul General Frangis and Asabuki Eiji, who were paying attention to Zhao Chuanxin's whereabouts, all came to the scene, but did not come forward and watched from the outside.

When Nikola Tesla and Zhao Chuanxin got out of the rickshaw carrying the box, they saw flags flying and crowds surging.

People in China and the West are fundamentally different.

Li Guangzong smacked his lips and said, "Master, why don't you draw a few more pictures?"

Wilden's pupils began to tremble.

From the basement of Bagong Tongzi Building, Zhao Chuanxin first took out two Krupp 75mm field guns and artillery shells, and then took out most of the weapons and ammunition and packed them into boxes.

"..."

The people and students immediately yelled: "You villain's face..."

The noise stopped.

Albert Kahn was still unsatisfied: "Mr. Zhao, I am willing to help you publish in France..."

Zheng He could make all nations come to congratulate him, and Zhao could make all nations fear him. Can you do that?

Nikola Tesla frowned and said: "Although it is not in line with scientific laws, as far as I know, you do have the abilities shown in the comic strips. So, Zhao, your magic is really learned from the last Chinese immortal on earth. ?"

Albert Kahn was a little scared: "Mr. Zhao, I can let your name go down in history. You are a symbol and a brand of this era. Why not leave a precious image for future generations?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

"shameless……"

This is a force that can make Westerners tremble.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand and touched the man's chest and said, "How about you send your wife, daughter and mother over, and Zhao will verify your identity on the spot?"

He only had two Mosin Nagant revolvers, one Madsen light machine gun, two Lugang M1907s, two Ares M1907s, one Winchester M1897, and one Goldberg M1907.

"Haha." Zhao Chuanxin smiled faintly: "As expected, you must be Japanese, right? You are the owner of the fifth and ninth floors who slandered me, right?"

Albert Kahn has a collecting habit, and it doesn't matter whether he displays it or not. He nodded hurriedly: "Mr. Zhao, I promise you."

The owner of the fifth and ninth floors wanted to die.

However, Zhao Chuanxin did not kill him, nor did he break his fingers.

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This is a comic strip that has never been expressed in the history of the United States. Whether it is the imagination of the protagonist showing various magic spells at the beginning when he is learning skills, or the design of various action scenes later, it has a tension that comics of this era do not have.

Zhao Chuanxin: "Purchase today, leave tomorrow, and build when we arrive."

Such a fast knife, such fast hand speed.

In fact he wouldn't live that long.

If you dare to discuss heroes with Zhao, are you worthy?

I wiped it and it didn't do anything to you. Why did you pee your pants in fear? "

"Mr. Zhao, please stay in Hankou..."

There was laughter all around.

Zhao Chuanxin's departure from Hankou was a big event for everyone.

When he said this, Zhao Chuanxin was a little moved.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at a few pages of comics: "I'm really a genius."

He picked up his pants and ran out, wanting to hide his head in his crotch.

After Zhao Chuanxin finished five paintings in one breath, he looked up and saw Li Guangzong, Albert Kahn and Nicola Stella staring directly at the paintings behind him.

Zhao Chuanxin covered his nose and retreated: "I'll blanch it. Even if I, Zhao Chuanxin, cut off those words on the spot, I'd still be a better fucking man than you."

There are tens of thousands of people present today, and in full view of everyone, it is simply a great shame and humiliation.

After all, Sheng Xuanhuai and others were court officials, so they did not come to avoid suspicion.

Li Guangzong thought of something and also smiled.

But having more people means more variables.

Zhao Chuanxin held his belt in his hand and his voice spread to the whole audience: "You have to believe that Zhao will always be the man who can penetrate with a spear.

The rest of the unnecessary bedding, pots and pans were also piled up in the basement. The space vacated by the secret place was filled with glass, nails, hinges and other building materials purchased in Hankou, as well as Nikola Tesla's experiments. equipment.

"Mr. Zhao, don't leave..."

Zhao Chuanxin rarely "unloaded" the secret realm.

But he sent a lot of weapons and ammunition to "me" in case of emergency.

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Chuanxin smiled faintly: "I told them to despair, so I will despair. There is nothing big this year, and I have plenty of time to play with them."

He grasped the Miao knife for two inches, pulled out the knife with a little force, and thrust his shoulder forward against the scabbard.

He spread rumors like this, it would be strange if Zhao Chuanxin could let him go easily.

The next day, Zhao Chuanxin was dressed neatly, with gun holsters on the left and right sides of his belt. Two Mosin Nagant revolvers and Lugang M1907 were inserted respectively. He also carried a big knife on his shoulder. For the first time, the space was so tight that he could He had to equip a plug-in.

The people of Hankou are happy.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the camera: "Who asked you to take the photo?"

Asabuki Eiji was riding a pony, and when Zhao Chuanxin shouted at him, he trembled and fell off the horse, in a very embarrassed state.

Zhao Chuanxin randomly piled up some of Wilden's paintings that vilified him and stuffed them into Wilden's pocket.

He decided to alert the enemy first, so he laughed three times: "In the past, Li Hongzhang was shot by a Japanese assassin. Are there any assassins from all over the world here today to see him off? If there are any, please show up quickly, otherwise I will enter the station."

Li Zhitao swayed and came to Zhao Chuanxin's side, holding his hands on his waist, armed with swords and guns, as if he was ready to get past me first.

Not even Maxim.

I heard that an American illustrator had his fingers broken off by Zhao Chuanxin after he only painted two paintings. The American consulate was afraid to even let go of it.

Zhao Chuanxin showed the painting to Wilden: "This is called painting, do you understand?"

Zhao Chuanxin kicked Wilden: "Save your life, I will let you know what despair is!"

After just thinking about it, he said with a grin on his face: "You can keep the ones you photographed, but you are not allowed to show them to the public for 40 years."

It turned out that the owner of the 59th floor peed his pants on the spot when faced with the tremendous pressure brought by Zhao Chuanxin.

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted: "Zhao Chuanxin, are you a heavenly eunuch?"

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "Everyone, come and take a look, the Japanese are really clueless."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the wolf with eagle eyes, and he was so proud that the people in the street were also excited.

He could predict that once cartoons of this kind appeared in the American market, they would be like a rampaging beast, breaking Americans' inherent impressions of Chinese people with unrivaled power.

He actually entered a state of selflessness.

Li Guangzong frowned: "Master, this... they are used to plagiarism, what if..."

He deliberately left with great fanfare. Li Guangzong, Liu Huaqiang and other students saw him off. In addition, there were two registered disciples, Sheng Enyi and Hu Li, and a group of merchants such as Hu Gengtang.

I didn’t mind him taking it away at all and taking it back for publication.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the huge crowd of people. At least the common people and students who came were not numb on their faces, and he smiled happily.

The man's face showed the determination to die.

Yes, I'm stuck and can't write.

It takes a while to get over this period.