Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin's mood seemed to be very stable, Bayar Borer sighed and said, "No one can be arrogant. He has his own destiny; destiny is determined by heaven, so why bother to set up clever mechanisms?"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Yes, yes, if you think too much, it will be a problem. If you do too much, it will be the answer. Just do it to the foreign devils."

Bayar's forehead: "..."

Do you really mean this?

He wanted to persuade Zhao Chuanxin to do less killing and cruelty.

He said: "In Dalajol, when people kill reindeer, they wear bear skins to make the reindeer think that bears have eaten them. It can be seen that Changshengtian does not like killing. Killing must have a purpose and needs to be whitewashed."

"No." Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "This only shows that Changshengtian is as easy to be fooled as a reindeer."

Bayar's forehead: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin stuffed the revolver into Bayar Bol's head, walked to the door of the carriage, opened the door, and glanced at Bayar Bol's head and Zhou Xuexi. Before leaving, he winked at them: " Believe me, some people forget about eating and not fighting, and you will be surprised later.”

After that, he jumped down.

The two of them exclaimed.

Although the train may not run fast, ordinary people will still be injured if they jump off.

The two of them opened the car windows and looked out, only to find that Zhao Chuanxin was nowhere to be seen.

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin left, the carriage was silent for a minute, and the crowd exploded.

A group of foreigners opened the carriage windows and looked out, completely convinced that Zhao Chuanxin had left. Some people cried loudly for the rest of their lives. Men and women hugged each other and cried with joy because they were still alive, and secretly vowed to cherish each other in the next life.

It’s just not necessarily whether you can persist.

But once the huge fear in my heart disappeared, anger followed.

"Fake! This matter is not over yet!"

"This devil must be punished as he deserves!"

"Xie Te, you are so angry with me. I almost couldn't help but kill him just now..."

Bayar Bor and Zhou Xuexi looked at a group of clowns speechlessly.

Now is the time to be patient, right?

It's okay if they don't look at it, but when they look at it, it attracts the attention of many foreigners in the carriage.

Some people started to get up and surrounded them with malicious intentions.

This made Zhou Xuexi uneasy. He also stood up and looked at them warily.

But Bayar's head remembered Zhao Chuanxin's words before leaving.

"You guys, let's just say you two are Chinese. Since you know him, I advise you to quickly reveal this person's identity."

"Yes, you dirty barbarians, when did you dare to hurt us French people?"

"We in Germany cannot be offended, and I will make you pay the price."

"The Tsar will make you damn Chinese go to the gallows!"

Seeing them glaring at him and surrounding him with malicious intent, Zhou Xuexi glanced at Bayar's forehead subconsciously.

Since this person can hang out with Zhao Chuanxin, he must have some skills and be able to protect himself well, right?

Yes, it definitely can.

Bayar stood up slowly, still holding the revolver given by Zhao Chuanxin in his hand, but in fact there was only one bullet left in it.

He did not raise his gun, but turned around and said calmly to Zhou Xuexi: "Do you remember what he said when he just left? I advised him to kill less. He said that foreigners would surprise us, and now it has become a prophecy."

Zhou Xuexi's body was shaken.

He had read reports about Zhao Chuanxin in newspapers, and also heard his father talk about Zhao Chuanxin, and Zhao Chuanxin was well-known among the people in some areas.

But he had always believed that Zhao Chuanxin was murderous and had many criticisms behind his back.

Now it seems that he thinks that Zhao Chuanxin really understands foreigners, and there is a reason for Zhao Chuanxin's massacre of foreigners.

These bitches really only care about eating but not fighting.

Therefore, do not encourage others to do good without suffering others' suffering.

But even if you understand, what should you do now?

Bayarbor said calmly to the foreigners who surrounded him: "In Dalajol, the Evenki people train falcons. They will hang a rocker on the Xilen pillar and place the eagle in it. The falconer will rock them continuously. For three days and three nights, every time the eagles thought it was over, they would start shaking again. Do you know why?"

A foreigner who understood Chinese smiled ferociously: "Stop playing tricks with me! You must pay the price for the tragedy that happened here."

Bayar shook his head and continued: "The falconer said that if you do this, the eagles will forget their self-righteous pride, forget their sky, and get used to living with people. You are now self-righteous eagles, tame them." The Eagle Man is the one you hate so much, and the two of us are the rocker. You can destroy the rocker, but trust me, the Falconer is not far away, and he will come back and rock you even harder."

The foreigner paused, recalling the fear of being dominated by the moody Zhao Chuanxin, and said with an inward look: "He has already gotten off the car. We are walking far away, but he can't find us."

Zhou Xuexi was afraid that if these strong foreigners would attack, the two old guys would definitely be defeated.

He hurriedly said: "Believe me, in the Qing Dynasty, it is not easy to find Qing people who want to escape, but it is easy to find foreigners."

Foreigners look different, dress incompatibly, and their speech and behavior are even easier to identify. What's more, their living area is limited after all.

When the foreigner heard this, he hesitated and stepped back, only to trip over the corpse in the corridor.

He was even more frightened when he saw the corpse.

He murmured: "How about we call the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Qing court and ask the embassy to negotiate. Anyway, these two old guys are not the murderers."

Bayar breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Xuexi glanced at Bayar's forehead with relief: "Are you and I really the rickshaw left by uncle Zhao...?"

Bayar's forehead showed a relieved smile: "Will your identity as a rocker make you dissatisfied? You should know him better than me. Do you think he will be threatened by foreigners with your life and mine?"

Anyway, Bayarber didn't think Zhao Chuanxin would compromise.

Zhou Xuexi trembled.

He suddenly recalled that there seemed to be reports in the newspapers. When Zhao Chuanxin was not so famous, he said something: A foreigner kills one of me, and I kill ten foreigners. If you have the guts, come and kill them.

In this way, both of them can indeed die, but the foreigner will definitely pay ten times the price.

……

In the palace of Prince Karaqin, Soko Kawara has received news of the death of Genharu Aoki and Yoshiro Yokokawa.

She hurried to Shomasa Martial Arts School and met Yoshida Shiro.

"Yoshida-kun, I have an ominous feeling. I think our mission in KLQQ should be over." Kawahara Soko said with a serious face.

During the Russo-Japanese War, she was able to survive the encirclement and suppression by Tsarist Russia's spies and forces and get to where she is today. As a female refugee, she relied not on bravery, but on prudence and strategy.

At that time, she had the royal palace as her backing, and she survived by dealing with various forces.

But the current situation is even more bizarre than before.

Because not only Genharu Aoki and Yoshiro Yokokawa died, but according to the news from the students, there was also news that there had been no pharmacy station in Liangzhou City for a long time. Moreover, there has been a demonic wind blowing recently, and rumors are spreading everywhere on the grassland that the Japanese are killing Western missionaries.