Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

"Zhao, Mr. Zhao, why are you hitting me?"

"Do I need a reason to hit you? I got angry and even hit myself."

"what?"

"I'm just kidding, I'm just trying to make you sober. It's not worth getting discouraged if you push yourself too hard. The lives of your generation are destined to be like donkey pancakes." Zhao Chuanxin smiled, shaking his legs and returning to his old ways: "And I, Zhao Chuanxin, , but you have to stand and earn the money."

This posture is completely different from the posture where he just took out a string of numbers to talk about the past and the present.

It gives people a sense of déjà vu as if they were walking on somersault clouds while wearing slippers.

It’s awesome and it’s a disgrace.

At this time, the police arrived late.

The Beijing-Fenghuang Railway is a purely state-owned railway and does not involve shares from major powers. The train police are all Chinese.

After coming in, the policeman was shocked when he saw Bodubunet who was as strong as a gorilla and as dead as a gorilla on the ground: "Who did this?"

Zhao Chuanxin crossed his legs, leaned forward and raised his hands: "I did it."

Policeman: "..."

It's really hard for me to admit it so quickly.

"You are so brave, how dare you kill foreigners?"

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "Oh, this is a regular risk in first-class carriages on the Beijing-Fenghuang Railway. It's rare but strange."

Policeman: "..."

No one knew that this sentence would become a rage after it was spread.

The policeman's scalp was numb: "Come with me!"

"Where are you going? Go to the front of the car to carry coal?"

"..." The police officer was furious: "What nonsense are you talking about? Get up quickly, otherwise I won't be polite."

I’ve never seen such a murderer, do you know?

Bai Wenwei suddenly wanted to laugh, but was too embarrassed to laugh, so he could only hold it back.

It turns out you are like this Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a bag of fried pine nuts, crushed them and stuffed them into his mouth: "Yes, you're welcome, coming to our place is just like your own home."

The reason why the policeman did not have an attack was because the carriage was full of foreigners.

Foreign adults are not easy to take care of. Even if they catch the criminal, they will make trouble if they bump into him.

Bai Wenwei saw that the policeman was about to jump into a rage, so he stood up and walked away, whispering a few words.

The policeman's eyes widened.

The policemen on the Beijing-Fenghuang Railway are very familiar with the name "Zhao Chuanxin".

Take this carriage as an example, it has the soul ring from Zhao Chuanxin’s last murder, and this time the good guy...

The two groups of policemen fought, but could not leave. They and their companions dragged Podubuny's body away, leaving a trail of blood in the corridor. They had to use a mop to wash the floor.

After doing this, the policeman went to the official office, found a wooden sign, and found a book written by someone who could read and write: It is forbidden to insult the Chinese at your own risk.

It was nailed to the entrance of the first-class carriage so that everyone who got on could see it clearly.

When they arrived at the next stop, the foreign passengers got off the bus all at once. Almost everyone pretended to be as if they had really arrived at the terminal. Some even had to perform a stretch to express their gratitude for the fatigue of the journey.

But as soon as he jumped out of the carriage, he helped the old and the young, took the men and women by the arms, and ran away. Several shoes ran away, and he didn't even bother to pick them up.

Bai Wenwei saw it and felt that nothing in the world was more funny than this.

When being beaten, you must not only stand at attention, but also act natural.

Then he gritted his teeth - Cixi also pretended to be natural, otherwise she would not have said that she would rather give gifts to friends than domestic slaves.

Do you think Zhao Chuanxin has lost his bottom? Because Zhao Chuanxin taught him the method of statistical data, this was considered a "stunt skill" that was kept secret at this time.

After thinking about it, he asked.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the chaotic running of foreigners outside the car window. The woman who helped him get clothes before turned back and smiled at him.

He smiled back and said, don't say it, don't say it, I'm still a little itchy in my heart.

Those who hate Zhao Chuanxin accuse him of being incompetent, but who knows that Zhao Chuanxin is actually a sick man.

After Bai Wenwei asked a few questions, Zhao Chuanxin came back to his senses: "Oh, what are you talking about? I hope everyone in the country understands economics. You can go out and promote it. If one person can get rich by doing this, it can be considered a success. It’s a great achievement.”

Zhao Chuanxin never takes care of himself.

But even if the new laws and new ideas are preached all over the world, how many people want to change?

For example, Niu Zihou, a wealthy businessman of this level, did not understand the new ledgers, and had to rely on his son Niu Hanzhang to help dismantle and read them.

Bai Wenwei gave a thumbs up: "Mr. Zhao, you really have the world in mind!"

"Hey, Liewu is so famous that he can't cover the whole world." Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand modestly: "At most, it is 1 million square kilometers of land."

Bai Wenwei: "..."

In the whole world, the land area is less than 1.5 million square kilometers, and two-thirds of it is filled with emotions?

When the train started to move, the policeman sneaked over and took a look.

It happened that Zhao Chuanxin looked towards the connection between the carriages and saw the policeman.

As a result, the policeman could only smile and push the door in: "Mr. Zhao, do you need some tea for you?"

"No, I'm busy with you." Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes.

Who knows which group of policemen are involved and whether they are poisoned?

The police officer hesitated: "Is Mr. Zhao going to the capital?"

Zhao Chuanxin flicked his fingers on the table: "No, just take the car directly to Tianjin Wei."

Beijing-Fenghuang Railway was built in 1881. At that time, it was also called the Tangxu Railway, which ran from Tangshan to Xugezhuang.

The back is expanded year by year, extending to Huanggutun in the north and Tianjin Wei in the south. It was completely completed last year, and Zhao Chuanxin can ride all the way to Tianjin Wei.

The police officer walked out awkwardly but politely.

Dark sunlight floated through the windows, and the furnishings and decorations of the first-class carriage exuded a Gothic calmness because of the narrow windows.

Zhang Henshui said that dreams on the train are divided into three categories according to sweetness and bitterness, while Guo Moruo said that he could not afford to sit in the first class compartment.

Bai Wenwei looked at Zhao Chuanxin's face through the smoke sinking slowly in the sun.

He felt that Zhao Chuanxin seemed to have deliberately leaked his whereabouts.

At the beginning of this year, the Japanese placed a new type of explosive on the railway specifically for Zhao Chuanxin, which could control the explosion from a distance.

Isn't he afraid?

Just in time, Zhao Chuanxin turned around.

Bai Wenwei said hurriedly: "Mr. Zhao, I was originally going to the capital, but now I can't make it back and forth. I have to get off the bus halfway. I need to report it to the chief. Maybe the court will learn about this and ask Mr. Zhao to take care of it in advance."

He couldn't get off the bus with Zhao Chuanxin and had to report it.

Who made him one of the parties involved?

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Really? Just like you, I also have to get off the bus halfway."

"what?"

Knowing that Japan and Tsarist Russia had ulterior motives and were poking at the back, how could Zhao Chuanxin be unprepared?

But it was not at this time that he got off the car. Even if the little devil was prepared, he would not have time to act after receiving the news.

So he took out the straw paper, fountain pen and ink, and laid them out on the marble table.

Bai Wenwei wondered what Zhao Chuanxin wanted to do.

But he saw Zhao Chuanxin lighting up a new cigarette and tilting his head to prevent the smoke in his mouth from getting into his eyes.