Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Zhao Chuanxin put his hat upside down on the table, lit a cigarette, leaned back comfortably on the chair, and sat sideways. His hand for lighting the cigarette was placed on the table, and the cigarette butt happened to be stuck in the slot of the ceramic ashtray. .

He said calmly: "Yes, I am Chinese, what do you have to say?"

The other person said in typical Greek English: "Chinese, you shouldn't be here."

Why did Zhao Chuanxin know that the other party was Greek?

Because many English words have similar pronunciations to Greek words, Greeks like to be opportunistic when speaking English. When they encounter unfamiliar words or words that they don’t know how to speak, they will directly use the Greek pronunciation to speak English.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "What the hell, did you build this boat?"

"I didn't build the boat, but you shouldn't be here. Gentlemen and other men can't be in the same room."

He seemed to say it very politely, but he was also an old hermaphrodite.

Opposite the Greek, there was a woman dressed as a lady. She was drinking and laughing. I couldn't figure out whether she was showing off or laughing at Zhao Chuanxin.

Because if you say she laughs, her eyes clearly show interest in Zhao Chuanxin; if you say she doesn't laugh, her smile is too abnormal.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled, waving to the lady: "Madam, you heard, he said that gentlemen and other people cannot be in the same room, so please come over and sit at the same table with me, and let this gentleman go out."

Greek:"……"

Is that what I mean? I'm letting you out.

In this era, it is very common for men to be superior to women in conversations. Even women are accustomed to it. There are very few women who are as good at boxing as Tang Qunying.

The lady was stunned, stopped smiling, and glanced nervously at the Greek.

The Greek also looked at her, and for some reason, seeing her nervousness, the Greek was a little angry.

Why?

Zhao Chuanxin was tall and strong, and he had a handsome face, and he had an aura about him that he thought should not appear on Asians.

Moreover, Zhao Chuanxian was wearing the double palace silk gentry suit which has been popular among the upper classes in Europe and the United States recently but has no market price.

The Greeks were no longer polite: "If you don't go out, I will find someone to ask you out?"

"Why did you ask someone to do it instead of doing it yourself?" Zhao Chuanxin dusted off the soot and sat calmly: "I have learned all my life, but I can't say anything so weak like you. It turns out that a gentleman is a coward. ?"

The lady opposite the Greek pursed her lips tightly, feeling nervous but wanting to laugh.

The expressions of the two were really very different. Zhao Chuanxin looked calm as if he was in his own backyard, while the Greek looked like an angry bird.

The Greek said to the waiter: "You have heard it, why don't you let him leave quickly? Otherwise I will go to the captain."

The waiter had a straight face and said coldly to Zhao Chuanxin: "Sir, please leave."

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head and said stubbornly: "I don't."

waiter:"……"

The lady finally couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately praised: "Madam, your smile is so beautiful that it keeps me away from the erosion of the stormy waves and the ridicule of the arrogant villain. It makes me feel like I am among scarlet lilies without gentlemen, and I can smell all kinds of things in my nose. And then there’s the smell of the foamy and dirty sea water... I’m so lucky to meet you here.”

The faces of the Greeks were as black as the bottom of a pot.

The lady's face alternately flashed with surprise and shyness, with concealed nervousness.

Who can resist a man who is calm in the face of danger, has a good appearance, is tall and strong, and has a perfect temperament?

Who can say no to a man who speaks sweet words and comes right out of his mouth?

The Greeks were like dogs guarding their food and became evil: "Mary, you..."

The lady named Maria was shocked, and then said innocently: "Aristotle, I, I didn't do anything..."

Aristotle slammed the table angrily and said to the waiter: "Why are you still standing there? Kick him out immediately!"

People around him cast disdainful glances.

He despises Aristotle for losing his grace in front of Asians, and despises Zhao Chuanxin for blatantly seducing his female companion. Of course, he despises Zhao Chuanxin even more for his skin color and face.

The waiter immediately reached out to grab Zhao Chuanxin's shoulder.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the fork on the table and stabbed it into the back of the waiter's hand.

"Ow..."

The waiter raised his trembling hand, and the fork on the back of his hand looked like a dog's tail growing on it, shaking its head and tail in the wind.

Zhao Chuanxin was still sitting on the chair and kicked the waiter's legs hard.

The waiter was knocked low, and Zhao Chuanxin took advantage of the situation and grabbed his hair: "I asked you to serve the food, how many ink marks did you make here?"

People around were in an uproar.

Wow, this Chinese person is too natural.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped him with a big-eared melon seed. The waiter was slapped into a gourd and spun around a few times before stopping.

Zhao Chuanxin emphasized again with dissatisfaction: "Damn, hurry up and serve the food. I'm so hungry that my chest is touching my back and I'm going to have hypoglycemia. By the way, bring more bread."

At this time, the restaurant was in chaos.

The waiter hurriedly ran to the back kitchen with his "fork hand" in hand, while the waiter at the door ran out of the first-class restaurant to call for someone, while the others stayed far away from Zhao Chuanxin, fearing that this stupid young man would bring disaster to Chi Yu.

"Ms. Maria." Zhao Chuanxin wiped his palms with a napkin and curled his lips and said: "Your male companion, Mr. Aristotle, although he looks like a pig, I can at least confirm that , he must be a coward too.”

Aristotle: "..."

Maria: “…”

Aristotle was a man after all, and a man couldn't stand such cynicism.

He had already seen a waiter going to bring in reinforcements, so he gained courage at this moment and stood up suddenly. His slightly fat body brought down the chairs. He waved his arms and rushed towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin had some free time, so he picked up the knife on the dining table and sent it forward.

"Ouch..." Aristotle screamed, holding up the hand with the knife in it.

The knife was not sharp, but Zhao Chuanxin was so strong that it actually pierced his palm.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes widened: "Are you blind? Huh? Do you think you are blind? You are such a big man, can you not see the shining knife?"

People around: "..."

The waiter was also blind just now, right?

At this time, the door of the first-class dining room was pushed open, and the first mate and four crew members filed in.

The crew carried ropes, harpoons, and clubs, while the first mate held a Webley revolver.

At the same time, the chef from the back kitchen rushed out with pans and kitchen knives because the injured waiter told them what happened in the front.

It can be said that Zhao Chuanxin was surrounded by many enemies.

At this moment, the others dared to speak out.

A British guy stood up and reprimanded loudly: "Chinaman, look at what you did, how dare you hurt the waiter? You know he is British, and you have to pay the price for it."

It's as if British waiters are a cut above the rest.