Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Zhao Chuanxin's weapons usually fit his distinctive fighting style.

For example, with RPG loitering missiles, he can hide and fire a round where the enemy can't see him and he can't see the enemy. Because there are stars and moons to detect the terrain, as long as he is within the detection range, there will be no problem.

But others cannot.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Yes, this is in line with the fighting style of the S2 season."

The way of fighting in the S2 season is obscene.

He took out the throwing knife again, and only after throwing it out did Xingyue light up the light blade.

Duh...

The throwing knife had no handle and was embedded in the trunk of the tree.

whoosh...

Zhao Chuanxin looked up in confusion and saw Rebecca Levi lying on the table next to her, seemingly reading an official document, with her butt facing Zhao Chuanxin.

He tied the knife case around his belt and it became his sidearm from now on.

But to be honest, among the women Zhao Chuanxin knew, Rebecca Levi and Ronaldo's wife Edith Roosevelt seemed to be the most popular.

Then came Zhao Chuanxin's muffled sound.

Both of them were neatly dressed.

Yao Jia gritted his teeth: "Okay, okay, let's see how I ruin your good deeds. I hope I don't get any needle holes."

Zhao Chuanxin was greedy and said: "It would be perfect if it could be powered. If it could fly, it would be a real flying knife."

How can you think of three ways?

Zhao Chuanxin warned himself: "Don't be as bad as Yao Shijie. He is really the scum of the world."

I miss you so stupidly with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but never imagined that you are so dedicated?

Zhao Chuanxin felt that although he was exhausted last night and consumed a lot of energy, he still had enough physical energy left to focus on his work.

I'll blanch... This woman is indeed a strong woman. It's so unreasonable to force people to work in the early morning. It has completely subverted Zhao Chuanxin's understanding of her.

After saying that, I didn't hear the footsteps of people leaving for a long time.

I don't know how much time passed, but when Yao Jia was passing by the magistrate's office, she suddenly heard a suspicious sound coming from inside.

He returned to the government office first.

So he became serious: "General Office Levi, although I think work should be balanced with work and rest, but considering that you are so dedicated, I won't say anything more. Let's get to work."

Rebecca Levi continued to say coldly: "Master Prefect, I hope you will not be distracted, be serious about your work, and lead by example."

Zhao Chuanxin was designing the noodle shop and theater drawings for Yao Bing. He didn't even look up: "Put them there."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Come in."

Just listen to Zhao Chuanxin say: "What a move to add fuel to the flames, General Office Levi, it is really great to have a skill at hand."

Yao Jia's eyes instantly narrowed.

I remember that Liu Jiahui often carried two or three shuttle darts with her. The woman was actually quite fierce, and her back was also very straight.

It flew back again and returned to the box automatically.

Rebecca Levi walked in expressionlessly wearing a small suit and carrying official documents.

As a result, there was a buzz in the office.

Then Rebecca Levi's voice came faintly: "Master Prefect, I also know how to strike straight in with a single sword, and use the Seven-month Fire to devour the bullfight with rage. Do you want to try it?"

So he hurried back home.

The trousers were tightened, creating a peach-shaped shape that made the moral gentleman furious.

Zhao Chuanxin, who was upright and always behaved like a gentleman, immediately had a picture in his mind - ah, such a cold weather, such a woman who can withstand the cold.

As usual, Xingyue used the fastest time to process the official documents and let Yang Sangda send them.

When he pushed the door open, he saw Rebecca Levi massaging Zhao Chuanxin's head with her thumb.

As she said this, Zhao Chuanxin shuddered.

He started knocking on the door: "Master Magistrate, are you okay? But there is an assassin? Are you injured?"

Magistrate Zhao, who had been working diligently on thin ice all his life, suddenly felt that there must be nothing in his suit and shirt, and suddenly felt the cold and soft hands wandering around.

His face was stern, his tone was cold, his body was being rubbed, and his hands were very dishonest.

With a straight face, Rebecca Levi came forward with the official document, leaned close to Zhao Chuanxin and said coldly: "Prefect, if you compare the taxes, I always feel that there is something missing."

Huh? Zhao Chuanxin scratched his head, how could he think of Edith?

Okay, okay, last time we had a dinner together as newlyweds, I expressed my condolences to the Chinese-Russian woman living in Lubin Prefecture. You were in a bad mood when you yelled about it; this time, I caught you in the act and finally fell into my hands.

Zhao Chuanxin said angrily: "General Office Levi, every inch of time and every inch of money, what are you doing here if you don't go to work?"

And keep a safe distance.

Immediately, Zhao Chuanxin patted his head: "Oh, I seem to have forgotten one thing. I forgot to make iron plates for Doubao and the others."

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

There was no panicked collision in the room. Instead, Zhao Chuanxin's lazy voice came: "What are you yelling about? Come in and talk about something."

The picture is extremely harmonious.

Rebecca Levy plowed her thumb across Zhao Chuanxin's Baihui point, and said: "This is a direct approach, which can enlighten people, refresh their brains, and restore their yang."

Then press the Sishencong point: "This is the July flow of fire. It can cleanse the boss, wake up the brain and eliminate the fire..."

The idiom "flowing fire in July" does not describe the hot weather in July, but means that the hot weather has passed and gradually turned cooler. This is called "flowing fire".

Yao Shijie, the scum of the world, was dumbfounded: So you call this going straight to the point? Is this called July Fire? Is this called angry bullfighting?

He thought...

Zhao Chuanxin said dissatisfied: "Assassin? Whose assassin is so out of his mind to assassinate me?"

Yao Jia scratched her head in embarrassment: "Oh, I misunderstood, I misunderstood, I have to take one step in advance."

Then he exited and closed the door.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered three times and threw a few wads of toilet paper on the table into the wastebasket.

You demo, you still want to take advantage of me? Idiot's dream!

Yes, toilet paper already existed at this time, but the method of softening the paper was special, it was made of aloe vera oil, and it was also mixed with spices, so it was expensive and most people were reluctant to use it, but it was a daily necessity for Zhao Chuanxin.

Rebecca Levi had an expressionless face, straightened her suit, picked up the official document on the table and said, "It's okay, I'll go to the office first, sir."

"Okay, okay, don't slack off, don't imitate Yao Shijie, who is ignorant and unskilled, let alone the scum of the world, Yao Shijie, who is full of dirty thoughts about the declining world." Zhao Chuanxin nodded with a majestic look.

Rebecca Levy shrugged and exited the office.

Zhao Chuanxin slumped on the back of his chair, feeling completely comfortable.

"You really know people well but don't know their hearts. To be so bold and audacious is really shocking." Zhao Chuanxin let out a long sigh. "Work is very hard, so I still go out for a walk to relax."

As soon as he went out, he saw Yao Jia guarding the door.

This guy was so despicable that he just listened to the wall and wanted nothing more than a stone hammer. Of course, Zhao Chuanxin disappointed him.

Zhao Chuanxin was lifting his pants when he saw this and was startled: "What are you doing here?"