Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Zhao Chuanxin put on sunglasses, walked out of the house and stretched.

"What's all the fussing about?" He even spoke Spanish with a slurred accent.

Aguirre Ida pointed at Urquidi Gómez and said, “As soon as the governor left, he came and stole our horses.”

Urquidi Gomez pointed at Aguirre Ida and said, "You better watch your words, you bastard. This is my horse."

Zhao Chuanxin noticed that Justino still looked weak and vulnerable, but Miguel Esteban stared at Urquidi Gomez with murderous eyes.

He seemed to think that it was too cheap to tell this to Aguilera Ida, so he wanted to tell the real person. So he pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and said, "Outsider, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you joined the Rural Cavalry Patrol!"

Zhao Chuanxin took out his cigar, put his hands together, lit it, extinguished the match, pointed at Urquidi Gomez and said, "This man is a horse thief. He tried to escape during the arrest. Shoot him immediately."

Everyone thought: I’ll do it!

He had just become a police officer of the Rural Mounted Patrol and he had already started to apply the "escape method"?

Aguirre Ida was so excited that he immediately pulled out his gun, bolted it, and aimed at Urquidi Gomez.

Urquidi Gomez pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and said, “You dare!”

Aguire Ida was a little nervous, his hands were shaking. He tilted his head to look at Zhao Chuanxin and found that Zhao Chuanxin was staring at him: "Will you dare to shoot after your mother gives you two taels of wine?"

Bang, bang.

Two shots in succession.

The first shot was fired by Miguel Esteban.

The second shot was fired by Aguilera Ida.

Miguel Esteban is eager for revenge, but Aguirre Ida is fearless at his age, and young people cannot stand provocation.

"what……"

Urquidi Gomez had two bullet holes in his body, one in the abdomen and one in the thigh.

He said angrily: "Protect me, protect me..."

His men were trembling with fear and dared not fight back.

After all, John Constantine had killed twenty or thirty people before.

They came today just to help lead the horses and keep up the show, they didn't intend to fight to the death.

Zhao Chuanxin walked towards them, holding a cigar in his mouth.

Urquidi Gomez wanted to run, but he was shot in the thigh. The power of the rifle bullet was no joke, and he couldn't run at all. Both of his legs were numb.

All they could do was watch Zhao Chuanxin approach.

Zhao Chuanxin reached out and slapped Urquidi Gomez on the cheek: "Did you ever think this day would come? I have a license to work, and killing people is not against the law."

As he said this, he showed his police badge.

Urquidi Gomez said with spit and snot: "You are so bold, Don Camilo Torric will not let you go..."

Zhao Chuanxin hooked his finger at Justino and said, "Come here."

Justino showed some resistance, but did not dare to refuse.

As he approached, Zhao Chuanxin pressed the barrel of his gun against Urquidi Gomez's forehead and said, "Pull the trigger."

"I..." Justino shook his head timidly.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the dagger from Urquidi Gomez's waist, and the tip of the knife just pierced Justino's skin, leaving a blood spot.

"I asked you to pull the trigger. I'll ask you again. If you don't, I'll stab you a little deeper. In the end, your leg will be pierced." Zhao Chuanxin said slowly, holding a cigar in his mouth: "Now, pull the trigger."

Urquidi Gomez stared at Justino fiercely: "You dare?"

Justino: “…”

He had a sad face and shook his head in a sobbing voice: "Don John Constantine, please let me go... Otherwise, I will quit the Country Patrol!"

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: "Once you join the Rural Patrol, you must do your best to avoid small evils, otherwise you will die. Pull the trigger."

No deduction.

Zhao Chuanxin's dagger stabbed again.

"Forehead……"

Justino's thigh began to bleed and he cried out in pain.

Zhao Chuanxin: "Pull the trigger."

"Do not……"

"what……"

"Pull the trigger."

"me……"

"Pull the trigger!"

If you don't buckle it, your thigh will suffer irreversible damage.

boom!

The lackeys brought by Urquidi Gomez were covered in blood.

All of them shuddered.

It can be seen that there is only one reason why something cannot be done - not enough pressure.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at them and asked, "Are these horses yours?"

"no no……"

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "Quiteshalan, who the hell has the final say?"

"Don John Constantine, you, you have the final say."

Zhao Chuanxin snapped his fingers and said, "Let's go sell the horse."

Still the same old place, the middleman in Ecatlan.

Zhao Chuanxin took Aguille Ida and Miguel Esteban and drove the horses to Ecatlán, while Justino, who was still sleepwalking, stayed at home to look after the house.

When they arrived at Ecarlan, the second-hand dealer saw Zhao Chuanxin. This time he prepared seven or eight strong men and came forward aggressively.

As a result, Miguel Esteban and Aguirre Ida behind Zhao Chuanxin each drew their guns, and the other side immediately stopped.

The second-hand dealer swallowed his saliva: "You, what do you want to do?"

Zhao Chuanxin showed his police badge and said, "From now on, I will be the police officer of the Rural Mounted Patrol of Quetshalan. I have a backer now. Please be careful with your words and actions."

"..." The second-hand dealer looked at the police badge in disbelief: "Are you here to sell horses?"

"Yes, a group of prisoners escaped. According to the escape method, they were shot dead by us. Now there are horses to sell."

The middleman was full of imagination. What kind of escape method was this? Wasn't it just killing for the sake of robbery?

He smiled and said, "Of course I should."

At this time, as usual, loud shouting and yelling were heard in the yard.

There are quite a few people.

Zhao Chuanxin heard Pablo's voice and looked inside curiously. He saw Pablo standing next to the cockfighting arena, encouraging his cock: "Kill it, kill it..."

The two fighting cocks had blades tied to their feet and their bodies were covered in blood. They would jump up from time to time, peck at each other, kick their legs, and cut each other with the blades.

Many Mexicans like this.

Zhao Chuanxin got off his horse and said to Aguirre Ida and Miguel Esteban, "You go and hand over to him. If you are not satisfied with the price he offers, let's see if there are any prisoners here who want to escape."

The second-hand dealer looked pale.

Zhao Chuanxin ignored them and went into the yard. He came to Pablo's side and said, "Ah, your fighting cock looks like it's going to lose."

Pablo turned around and saw Zhao Chuanxin, frowning and saying, "Nonsense, my chicken eyes are about to win."

This is indeed the case.

The chicken on the opposite side had its comb cut and was bleeding profusely. It was covered with wounds and was at the end of its rope.