Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

It seemed that everyone could relate to this tune, except the big landowners and the governor.

Seeing that the pistol team bodyguards seemed a little infatuated, the governor coughed twice in dissatisfaction.

"Cough cough..."

What is this thing called?

Can you be bought off by just one song?

The pistol team bodyguards woke up as if from a dream and immediately became alert.

This guy is really evil. Even his playing of the flute can make people lose their concentration.

Zhao Chuanxin felt his aura interrupted, and the feeling of success faded away. He immediately lost interest in playing and handed the flute to Juvencio Torric: "Not bad."

Juvencio Torique's eyes were full of admiration: "I don't even know how to play the flute. You play it so well. I am mesmerized by your performance."

"It's okay if you don't listen, even if you're a little crazy." Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette and said happily.

Juvencio Torric: “…”

He asked: "Mr. Constantine, can you teach me?"

"Okay, but let's do it another day." Zhao Chuanxin said with an eye circle, looking at Camilo Torick behind his sunglasses.

Even with sunglasses covering his face, Camilo Torick could still catch a glimpse of murderous intent.

Zhao Chuanxin leaned forward slightly, leaned his elbows on the saddle post, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Camilo, I am very dissatisfied with you!"

Camilo Torique was about to say something harsh when he was stopped by Calderón Velázquez, who said, “I am the governor of Puebla, Calderón Velázquez.”

"Oh, is that so." Zhao Chuanxin smoothed his hair and said, "Since you are the governor, then I will count to one, two, three, and we will start the war. Two."

The bodyguard leader immediately became nervous and his muscles tensed.

But on the other hand, John Constantine was in a casual attitude, as if he didn't take them seriously at all, and the difference in aura was obvious.

Calderón Velazquez's expression changed.

Blanch.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. There is a similar saying in Mexico.

And when you count three numbers, starting directly from "two", what does that mean?

He quickly gave in: "Wait, I'm not a bad person."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: "But I have committed many evil deeds."

"..."

Calderón Velazquez felt tired.

Those who can become governors are not stupid.

He is good at all kinds of tricks, playing with people's hearts, and balancing interests.

But the man in front of him didn't play by the rules at all, leaving him no chance to use his tricks.

In a hurry, he could only communicate in the most direct way: "John Constantine, today I have witnessed your bravery and wisdom. Quetzalan lost many cavalry patrol police, and the cavalry patrol police in La Higuera, Posatal and other places in the neighboring state of Veracruz have colluded with the bandits of God's Road to harass our state border. We are short of manpower. You are a talent, so I plan to recruit you into Quetzalan's rural cavalry patrol. What do you think?"

Zhao Chuanxin was very surprised and did not expect this result.

He touched the beard on his face and said, "Well... well, I don't have much education, are you lying to me?"

"How could I lie to you?" Seeing that there was a chance, Calderón Velazquez said hastily, "However, this matter requires formalities. I will ask the captain of the Rural Cavalry Patrol to come to you to handle it later."

Zhao Chuanxin immediately turned hostile: "It's confirmed, you must be lying to me. You even lied to illiterate people, you are really morally corrupt, you have nightmares at night, you are a scum of the world, you are a corrupt official..."

Everyone: "..."

Calderón Velazquez was so angry that his face turned black. He waved his hands and said, "Okay, okay. I'll ask someone to find the captain of the Rural Patrol and have him process your employment formalities."

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes and looked back at Aguirre Ida, Justino and Miguel Esteban.

Aguilera Ida showed an envious look on his face.

The other two had no expression on their faces.

Justino, of course, was nervous and expressionless, and Miguel Esteban was desperate.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "The three men behind me are all brave men who can run horses on their shoulders and stand people on their arms. Why don't you recruit them into the rural cavalry patrol team as well?"

None of this was a problem for Calderón Velazquez.

He readily agreed: "Sure."

I just complained in my heart: These three guys, one is a young boy, one looks like a coward, and one looks like he has lost his wife and children and is crying. How can they be called heroes?

Zhao Chuanxin said rapidly: "I like this place called Kuitshalan. Let's keep our team here permanently to protect the safety of the people."

"can."

At this moment, Camilo Torick was anxious: "No, Mr. Governor, this won't work..."

Calderón Velazquez glared at Camilo Torric and said, "Why not? If I say yes, it's okay. Don't even say yes, even if John Constantine has a child, I can pass the position to his child."

"Forehead……"

Camilo Torric was furious.

Isn't this nonsense?

Pass it on to your children?

Do you want to emulate Diaz?

The townspeople who were watching were in an uproar.

How long has this stranger been here and he has already become a policeman in the rural mounted patrol team?

Based in Quetzalan?

It should be known that the rural cavalry patrols do not need any reason when they want to kill someone. As long as it looks good, they can use a "method of escape" to execute the person on the spot.

One escaped and the other kept silent.

Anyone who is "forced" to escape will be unlucky for the rest of his life.

Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin with envy and awe.

These days, it turns out that only those who commit murder and arson can win the gold belt.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded and said seriously, "Mr. Governor, if that's the case, I'll go back and wait for your good news. It just so happens that I have dozens of guns on hand to arm myself, and I'm ready to receive your orders to suppress the bandits."

Calderón Velazquez sneered in his heart.

What do you mean by suppressing bandits at any time?

You're just threatening me. If you have three guns, you can fight thirty or forty people alone. If you have a bunch of guns, another thirty or forty people won't be able to do anything to you, right?

However, it seems that this person is also greedy for wealth and fame.

This is the kind of person Calderón Velazquez is least afraid of in his life.

There are ways to deal with them.

So he said seriously: "Don't worry, I will ask the captain of the rural patrol to find you as quickly as possible to avoid delaying your protection of Quetshalan."

Zhao Chuanxin spat out the cigarette butt and was about to turn his horse around.

At this point, Calderón Velazquez said again: “Wait.”

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "Mr. Governor, is there anything else?"

Calderón Velazquez pointed at Zhao Chuanxin's mount, the fake one, and said, "I heard that horses in Quetzalan are extremely cheap. A horse like yours only costs one peso, right?"

His meaning was very clear: I made you a rural mounted patrol policeman, so it’s not too much for you to give me a good horse, right?