Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Frankie saw that Zhao Chuan was not getting enough fuel and salt, and he felt a little restless.

Why didn't Zhao Chuanxin come until ten o'clock?

Because he asked Xingyue to write the contract.

The puppet maker has six arms, each holding a fountain pen, and the palms of his hands do not touch the paper. The six hands write at the same time very quickly.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin took out two contracts: "I just ask you, do you sign it or not?"

Frankie was crying, still thinking about that trick - delaying.

He had been dragging his feet with the Qing court for many years.

He said: "Mr. Zhao, we have so many residents that we simply can't move them all."

Zhao Chuanxin had already expected: "Your soldiers will evacuate, and your Belgian workers and families can stay here, but they will no longer be under the jurisdiction of Belgium. They will be the people under my rule without any preferential treatment or benefits. Those who agree will stay, and those who disagree will stay." Get lost. Those who don’t obey the authorities will die.”

Frankie shook his head: "This is not in compliance with international law..."

"International law is not determined by me, and it has nothing to do with me. I want to hear your answer, and I will count to three." Zhao Chuanxin held out three fingers: "Three!"

Frankie: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin's figure suddenly disappeared.

He reappeared next to Frankie, his sword unsheathed.

chi chi chi...

Chaos to the Heavenly Palace!

There was hot blood sprayed all over Frankie's head and face.

The lightsaber was so sharp that four people's foreheads were immediately pierced, and Zhao Chuanxin didn't even use any force.

Light sabers are indeed more useful than light knives.

Flash, chi chi chi chi…

The soldiers were in chaos. They wanted to raise their guns but couldn't find the enemy.

The moving clouds pierce the sword, and the sword pierces two people.

A soldier finally saw Zhao Chuanxin and turned his gun in a panic. Zhao Chuanxin didn't even close his mask, bared his teeth at him, and stepped to the right to raise his sword.

Bi Bing's right chest and ribs were cut off diagonally upward to the shoulder blade, along the root of his arm.

The upper body, lower body, and left arm are divided into three parts.

Bi Bing, who was standing next to him, witnessed the whole process. His knees softened and he knelt down.

As long as he is still human and still has a sense of fear, he cannot accept the scene before him.

"I agree, I agree..." Frankie shouted in tears outside.

Zhao Chuanxin clearly heard it, but he didn't stop holding his hands.

He didn't kill only the kneeling one, but he didn't spare any of the others.

The Qing court ordered some water, some water, some water...

How many people will die in a few clicks.

Zhao Chuanxin did not need to use feints at all, he lowered his hand and returned the sword, cutting off the rifle bolt of Yibi Bing, and with it, four fingers of different lengths fell off.

The last one who didn't kneel in the competition asked Zhao Chuanxin to shoot a green dragon out of the water, piercing the bridge of his nose and piercing his skull.

Close the light blade and sheath the sword.

Frankie knelt on the ground, crying, and her crotch was wet.

He howled and shouted: "I have already promised you, why do you still want to kill..."

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward with his sword and said cheerfully: "You don't think you don't have to pay the price for agreeing so late, do you?"

Is there a price to pay for this?

He forgot that he wanted to delay Zhao Chuanxin the same way he delayed the Qing court.

He just felt that Zhao Chuanxin was too cruel.

Frankie lay on the ground and vomited, unable to bear the pungent smell of blood.

The surrounding Belgian residents were frightened.

Too much blood.

The blood gathered together and stretched slowly on the ground.

The weather was cold and the blood was still steaming.

It's truly hell on earth.

After Frankie finished vomiting, Zhao Chuanxin picked up his collar and pulled him up from the ground: "You are so spicy. If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined. Go back and get the seal."

Frankie seemed to have lost his soul and was at the mercy of Zhao Chuanxin.

After signing the contract in duplicate, fingerprinting it, and stamping it, Zhao Chuanxin threw Frankie's copy to him and walked away.

Frankie was devastated.

And the French Concession.

After Zhao Chuanxin left the Belgian settlement, he was followed by a group of Hankou people watching the fun.

He turned back and said: "Stay away, I guess the French army will open fire later."

A fort was built at the entrance to the French Concession, and machine guns would definitely be installed on it.

When the people saw that Zhao Chuanxin was kind to them, they began to make a noise.

"With Mr. Zhao here, we are not afraid."

"Mr. Zhao, drive away the foreigners!"

Zhao Chuanxin was right, the French army was indeed ready.

Last time, Zhao Chuanxin caused a scene, and the small coalition army was killed and abandoned their armor.

But Fa Fang feels that Zhao Chuanxin cannot be allowed to succeed every time, otherwise he will take advantage of it.

Still have to resist.

Zhao Chuanxin was very considerate and did not come from elsewhere, but appeared outside the entrance blatantly.

The muzzle of the French Concession fort has been pointed at this place. At the entrance, there are dark-skinned North African colonial soldiers wearing blue-tasseled Turkish felt hats, and French soldiers wearing gray-green uniforms and red trousers, squatting or standing with extremely serious faces. It's hard to tell that this seriousness isn't tinged with traces of fear. Some clues can be seen from the trembling hands of the soldiers holding the guns.

A French soldier fired a signal flare into the sky.

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised when he saw this. He didn't expect that there were quite a lot of flower jobs in France.

In addition, on the walls they mounted five Hotchkiss machine guns with adjustable mounts.

This gun was the earliest machine gun used by Zhao Chuanxin. Everything else was okay, except that the barrel easily overheated. Later he switched to the Maxim that could be fired all the time.

"Don't come over here or you'll open fire."

The other party yelled with a loudspeaker and shouted a warning.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand behind him, signaling for the people to stay away.

Sometimes, people can be quite angry.

Can't you see the guns in front of you?

However, the people still refused to leave.

Zhao Chuanxin was a little angry.

Since you are looking for death, there is no way.

He didn't waste any time, and in a flash, he arrived at the entrance of the French Concession and stood behind the soldiers.

Before they could notice, he flashed into the French Concession.

The French army was confused, where were the people?

The people are also confused, but where are the people?

The Hankou Branch of Lixing Foreign Bank was established in 1901. It has a brick-concrete structure with three floors above ground and one underground floor.

It is a Dutch colonial-style building with a classical architectural layout of three horizontal and five vertical columns, red brick exterior walls, three-story arched corridors, protruding eaves, and door brackets, columns, and arches combined to form a gate style.

They deal in a wide variety of commodities, including imported medicines, cigarettes, hardware, chemicals, glass, cement, rayon, dyes, industrial raw materials, machinery... and exported agricultural products, furs, raw antimony, tung oil...

In addition, in 1902, they obtained control of the French Oriental Steam Navigation Company and participated in shipping on the main and branch lines of the Yangtze River.

The stall is very large, so the two major shareholders, Jose and Akemang, will not give up the branch in Hankou just because of Zhao Chuanxin's casual threat.

At this time, there were many Saigon soldiers wearing khaki cotton coats, cotton trousers, and Salaco wide-brimmed round hats outside the Lixing Foreign Trade Co., Ltd. They were all French colonial soldiers in Vietnam.