The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

While he was talking, there was a loud noise in the corridor outside.

Cursing and scolding immediately turned to screaming.

boom!

There was a gunshot.

George Bruce McClellan's head froze.

Since taking office in 1904, he has never heard a gunshot in a New York City government office. How rare it is.

"Gentlemen and ladies, I'm sorry to have frightened you.

But if you want to blame, blame the police. Their dirty paws took the hot money and they oppressed the innocent people.

Sir, please tell me now, how to get to the mayor's office? I want to talk to him. "

When George Bruce McClellan heard this, his expression finally changed.

He looked around and saw no hiding place.

He looked at his secretary, who was also confused and even more scared than him.

Left to fend for himself, George Bruce McClellan shouted, "Help, come here and barricade the door with the table."

The secretary wakes up from a dream.

The two of them worked together to move the table to the door.

As soon as it was placed, the door was pushed.

This feeling is very exciting.

Their bodies shook together with the door.

"If I'm not mistaken, the inside of the door is blocked by a table, right?"

A man's voice sounded outside.

"..." George Bruce McClellan did not dare to speak, and the secretary even took a step back.

The voice outside sounded again: "If I were you, I would step back, because the next scene will not be pretty."

Before George Bruce McClellan could react, he heard a crash, the door was pushed hard, and the table tilted aside.

boom……

The table was completely blown away.

Zhao Chuanxin, covered in blood, was standing outside the door, raising his hands, preparing to activate the third Phoenix Ring.

Seeing the door open, he put the pistol on his waist, used both arms to open the door completely.

There is a classical art style walnut wood desk, a soft chair lined with leather and cashmere, a beautifully patterned wool carpet, and two men in suits and ties.

At this time, in the government offices of the United States, like the rest of the world, women had no place in political roles. Even George Bruce McClellan's secretary was a man.

Zhao Chuanxin came in and closed the door behind him.

He turned his back on guests and extended his hand: "Please sit down."

George Bruce McClellan was also a figure. At this point, although he was frightened, he sat down with a cold face.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the desk with one hand, straightened it, and sat behind it.

He leaned sideways, crossed his legs, lit a cigar and looked at it.

George Bruce McClellan was also looking at Zhao Chuanxin, wearing a cowboy hat, a skull mask, and a work clothes riddled with holes. You could also hear the clanging sound of metal projectiles coming from the lining.

Mud and blood were crusted on the work clothes, making them hard and uncomfortable just to look at them.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped the horse card player on his desk and pointed the gun at George Bruce McClellan intentionally or unintentionally.

Looking at the sign on his desk, Zhao Chuanxin read out word by word: "George Bruce McClellan, George, I am a loyal victim of your administration."

"..." George Bruce McClellan: "Tell me, what do you want?"

"It's very simple. I will tell you something right now - there are laws to follow, laws must be followed, disciplines must be enforced strictly, and violations must be investigated."

"Walt's law..." George Bruce McClellan was stunned.

But when I think about it carefully, it’s really well said.

He said coldly: "New York City has laws, but I don't see any sign of obeying the law from you."

"Yes, this is because I don't see any strict enforcement of the law in the New York police."

When George Bruce McClellan was elected mayor of New York, he was naturally very articulate: "Behind every light there is a shadow."

"That's why we have to expand the light."

"But this is a long and arduous process."

"However, the suffering of the people is just a matter of time."

"I can only try my best, but I don't have the resources to do it."

"At least you have to solve problems when you encounter them, but I didn't see you restraining the New York police."

"Already doing it."

"Not good enough."

The secretary standing nearby was dumbfounded.

Are you two sitting here talking?

George Bruce McClellan sighed: "I understand, you are in today's farce because you have suffered injustice, right?"

He regretted that he had heard the news yesterday, but he did not pay attention to it.

After all, he heard that there was only one gangster.

Now he is paying for his carelessness.

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the cigarette ashes and continued to talk nonsense: "Fairness only comes from horses. He is truly a heroic husband."

"But this approach of yours is not advisable."

"That's because of your negligence."

George Bruce McClellan was stalling for time, and so was Zhao Chuanfa.

George Bruce McClellan became more and more relaxed. He shrugged: "Well, even if it is what you said, I failed in my duty. How can I make up for it?"

"You have a phone here, right? Give the police a call and ask them to help me check on this person - Kang Youwei."

"Then you'll let me go?"

Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "Then I will make the next request."

"You..." George Bruce McClellan's nose almost became angry: "Tell me first, how many requests do you have in total? Tell me all at once."

"If you can't even do the first one, then I won't let you go."

"Will you still kill me?"

"That's not possible. As kind as I am, the most I can do is break two of your legs and break both of your arms."

George Bruce McClellan shuddered: "Okay, I'll call first."

He dialed the number of the First Precinct: "Immediately go check on a man named Kang Youwei. He should be Chinese. Yes, the whole city has announced that all police stations will take action immediately. If there is any news, please notify the mayor's office immediately."

After hanging up the phone, he sat back.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the elf carving knife.

George Bruce McClellan looked at him warily.

However, Zhao Chuanxin just cut off the walnut desk and cut out round wooden blocks.

32 in total.

16 engraved Chinese characters and 16 engraved English characters.

After carving it, Zhao Chuanxin drew out the chessboard on his desk: "Come, let's play a game."

He wrote the Chinese version, and George Bruce McClellan wrote the English version.

George Bruce McClellan looked at the general's position and found that the name "Ronald" was written on it, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"All I know is chess."

"This is your problem. You always want the whole world to abide by your rules. But now that you are in my hands, you have to play by my rules." Zhao Chuanxin said domineeringly.

George Bruce McClellan: "Well, fair enough, you teach me."

In fact, chess and international chess have something in common. Zhao Chuanxin described it briefly and comprehensively, leaving the rest to learning while playing.

Then……

George Bruce McClellan saw Zhao Chuanxin's face when he played chess.

"You are so stupid, let my little pawn beat you to death!"

"Your wife must not be sexually happy, the cart is moving so weakly."

The "Shi" next to Da Luo was carved into the name "Edith Roosevelt" by Zhao Chuanxin.

"Haha, if you dare to use your cannon, I will kill Edith..."

George Bruce McClellan's face darkened when he heard this: "You are causing language interference!"

"It's called strategy."

He was unskilled and coupled with Zhao Chuanxin's language interference, George Bruce McClellan was defeated in a short time.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed loudly: "Facts have proved that your Marine Corps will be destroyed by my regiment, your artillery is useless, your wife Edith will be raped by me, and Da Luo will die miserably."

George Bruce McClellan said coldly: "Please show respect."

…

Kang Youwei went to the Qing Embassy in New York.

New York Chinese like to call this place the "Imperial Envoy Hall".

Inside the Imperial Envoy Hall.

Kang Youwei said: "Runchuan, you have to help me."

Runchuan is Yang Yuying's name.

Yang Yuying was the sixth son of Yang Shixie, who ranked 62nd in the second-class Jinshi in the Sino-Japanese War Enke Examination in the 20th year of Guangxu (1894). Later, he was adopted as the eldest son by Yang Shiqi.

Yang Shiqi was Yuan Datou's right-hand man. He was assigned by Yuan to Shanghai as the Assistant Minister of Electricity and the Prime Minister of the Steamship Investment Promotion Bureau. He touted "official supervision of commercial affairs."

Yang Yuying herself graduated from the Capital Higher Industrial School. Her other abilities are not known to outsiders, but she is proficient in Chinese and foreign music and can play many famous Chinese and foreign songs. It is said that listeners are fascinated by her.

Re-elected as Consul General of the two circles in New York.

At this time, Yang Yuying was playing the piano.

Seeing Kang Youwei coming, he stopped playing, stood up and said with a smile, "What suffering does Kang Nanhai have?"

Kang Youwei vented his bitterness: "Kang worked hard for the country and focused on the establishment of a constitutional monarchy, but he was hated by the villain. Now he has poured dirty water on me..."

He roughly told what happened, but never mentioned that he sent someone to assist Charles Baker in assassinating Zhao Chuanxin.

Yang Yuying shook her head: "I can't control this Chen Yigeng."

New York's Chinatown is supposedly under the jurisdiction of the "Imperial Envoy Office".

For example, in the battles between An Liang Tang and Hip Sheng Tang, the Imperial Envoy Office came forward to mediate many times.

But Yang Yuying read the newspaper. This Chen Yigeng was so brave, but he also had the strength to match it. The New York Police Department's First Precinct even raised the white flag.

As a consul general, what can he do?

"It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I'm powerless."

"Runchuan, please help me contact the New York Police Department and reporters from major newspapers."

Yang Yuying smiled bitterly: "Even if you contact the police station now, you can't handle it."

"Why?"

He doesn't believe there are people who don't love money.

"Because I received news that Chen Yigeng single-handedly defeated thousands of New York policemen and marched to the New York City government offices. The news came at noon, and I think Chen Yigeng had captured the mayor by now. You Tell me, do the police still care about your business at this stall?"

Kang Youwei was dumbfounded.

This is too exaggerated.

After many years of traveling in China and the West, he had never heard of anyone being so brave.

Just then, the phone rang.

Yang Yuying quickly walked over to answer the call.

After a moment, he put down the phone and said, "Hurry up and leave through the back door!"

"What happened?"

"All the police in New York are looking for you now. Chen Yigeng broke into the New York government office and held the mayor hostage. The first condition for his release is to arrest you!"

Kang Youwei felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave: "There is no heavenly law, no king's law! What did I do wrong? Damn Zhao Chuanxin, I..."

Yang Yuying was stunned: "Zhao Chuanxin? Which Zhao Chuanxin?"