"I need to think about it."

Zhang Huaisheng ignored Pei Yuanqiao, but got up directly and asked:

"Mr. McCarney, where is the balcony? I want to breathe. ”

McCarney was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Okay, turn left on the third floor." ”

Zhang Huaisheng pushed open the balcony door.

Come to the railing.

There was silence on Iris Street, the last quarter moon hung high, and the whole street seemed to be isolated from the world.

Behind him, Killian walked with a cigarette in his mouth.

He held on to the railing and smiled, "Do you want one?" I bought it at the port convenience store, Camel brand, and the taste is okay. ”

"Okay."

Zhang Huaisheng nodded, he missed the taste of tobacco a little.

As for health.

After being promoted to Dual Pathways Sequence 8, he didn't even know if he was a human anymore... Even if you smoke into the factory chimney every day, it will not make any difference.

"I'll give you something."

Killian snapped the flint and flint and lit the flames.

Lighters work similarly to gas light switches, but they were invented much earlier.

Zhang Huaisheng lit a cigarette, and because there was no filter, he inhaled suddenly, and his lungs suddenly felt choked.

But this discomfort quickly disappeared.

His body is very adaptable, and he adapts to tobacco that the original owner has never touched almost instantly.

In the dark, cigarette butts are lit up.

He exhaled a string of white mist, coughed lightly, and said, "Killian, I really don't want soldiers to go to foreign countries to fight because of the ambitions of their superiors. ”

"The Russian army is called the European steamroller, the grey cattle... It is because they, like brutes, are driven to the slaughterhouse without mercy. ”

"It was they who made Tsarist Russia known as the European gendarme, and Tsarist Russia once shook Britain's position as the hegemon of the world... But what does that bring them? Injuries, deaths and a little pension? ”

"Donghua has declared war on the Entente, and the imperial court... That is, the Cabinet, the Congress, in order to seize the colonies of Britain and France, launched a war at the wrong time. ”

What is the right time?

Of course, in the middle and late stages of the war, the benefits may be less, but the victory is safe.

It is enough to watch from the wall in the early stage.

Wait for the price to sell.

Otherwise, what if it becomes a victorious country?

Zhang Huaisheng's world, which is also a victorious country, and Russia, which paid the most and contributed the most to the First World War, got it?

Millions of adult males have died.

The fields were barren, Poland, Lithuania, Western Ukraine, all occupied.

And after that, dozens of civil wars of various scales were fought one after another, and the entire Russian economy completely collapsed.

If the only benefit brought to Russia by the First World War is probably the red iron fist brought by Mr. Lie, which swept away the old system.

But Donghua's foundation is even worse than that of Russia, because without an industrial base, there is no systematic working class at all, and it is impossible to copy the path of the red giant bear.

It will only be another peasant uprising like the Great Shun Army.

"You should know that I am an exile, and my parents were executed by the imperial court because of their reforms. That Mr. Pei betrayed innovation. ”

"It's disgusting!"

"I didn't expect him to be such a damn betrayer!" Killian was angry, this was not a disguise, but a real feeling.

In his view, the Scottish reform movement failed because of the traitors who stole the fruits of the revolution and took advantage of the chaos to make a fortune.

"But I don't really have any hatred for him."

That's true.

Even if he was the original owner, he didn't have much hatred for Pei Yuanqiao.

Pei Yuanqiao and the original owner's father have different ideas, at best stupid, but not too bad - pedantic, incompetent, and even very principled.

With him or not, the ending will not have any effect.

What's more, even if the original owner has emotions, it won't have much impact on Zhang Huaisheng now.

"So, I want to help him."

"As Mr. McCartney said, I don't want soldiers who speak the same language, read the same language, and who look like me to fight the British and French with old-fashioned firing pistols."

In fact, there is a high probability that they are not facing the British and French, but the colonial armies of the two countries, that is, the Southeast Asian and Tianzhu people.

"It's just that reason tells me that it's not a good option, not only is it dangerous, but it's also not at stake for me personally."

He protected Pei Yuanqiao, could it be that the Dashun Imperial Court could still send him a sum of money, or a pardon?

Or William II, the boss of the Central Powers, who heard about this and rewarded him with an Iron Cross with the same moustache as him?

Not to mention the congregation, which is now in dire straits.

Killian was silent for a moment, as if deliberating what to say.

"Jinyu, I'm not a smart person, I know this very well, so I rarely think about it, and I rarely worry about why I do something."

"I feel that if a person wants to do something, he should do it."

Killian gave a silly smile.

His beard shook and he was holding a cigarette in his mouth that was about to burn out, which suddenly made Zhang Huaisheng have some kind of offensive association.

"If you can easily figure out what you want, then you are not a smart person."

Zhang Huaisheng showed a hint of a smile, in fact, Killian was right, sometimes there is really no need to think about why he did something.

If you want to do it, you can do it.

McCarney couldn't order him, but Zhang Huaisheng was indeed moved by him.

"Okay, I know what to do."

He threw away half of his cigarette, crushed the spark, and walked downstairs.

"Mr. McCartney, I've taken this task."

Didn't ask about the pay.

This is extremely rare for him, who has always been somewhat utilitarian.

Pei Yuanqiao's face showed obvious consternation, but he didn't feel surprised, but was a little dazed, and ashamed.

McCarney was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you for your dedication to our cause, Mr. Zhang, I have something here, I hope it can help you." ”

"What?"

McCarney removed the upside-down mermaid cross from his chest: "The name of this transcendent item is the Tortured Fish, and it contains some of the properties of the Sequence 6 Hydrographer who controls the pathway. It gives you the ability to control the flow of water for a short period of time - but at the cost of replacing it with your blood. ”

Zhang Huaisheng took the tortured fish and blurted out: "Do you need to pay it back?" ”

This extraordinary prop actually has the characteristics of Sequence 6, and it is the first item he has personally touched in relation to the middle sequence.

If it is estimated according to the market price, it is worth at least tens of thousands of pounds.

But this kind of prop must have a price.

McCartney was stunned.

He said angrily: "If you die, you don't have to pay it back!" ”

...

Zhang Huaisheng held his hands and walked with Pei Yuanqiao on the streets of New Orleans.

They were on their way to the embassy.

Iris Street is a secret place of the Order, and Pei Yuanqiao cannot be allowed to stay here for long.

Because MI6 is in possession of Sequence 7, the astrologer, who has the means to control.

People in this way can use some of Pei Yuanqiao's belongings as a medium through divination to lock Pei Yuanqiao's approximate location.

It's not difficult, the hotel where Pei Yuanqiao stayed, the leftover dinner plates, the used tissues... These can be used as a medium for divination, as long as someone is secretly observing him.

If he continues to hide in Iris Street, it is likely that the Order's base camp in Boston will be terminated.

That's why there's usually only Mr. McCarney in the whole of Iris Street.

At this point, it's already dark.

Although the street lights are still on, the flow of people has plummeted.

In this era, there are no sleepless cities for the time being, at most only a few streets that never sleep.

Zhang Huaisheng seemed to walk casually, but his attention had already paid attention to everything around him.

At this time.

A middle-aged woman holding a hen suddenly rushed into the street.

She looked at Zhang Huaisheng and grinned, revealing her yellowed rotten teeth.

Immediately, he stretched out his thin fingers, pulled out the hen's intestines, and pulled out the bloody substance.

Zhang Huaisheng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and the intestines in his body seemed to be entangled together, causing a sharp pain.

Silvery-white hairs pierce the surface of the body and grow quickly.

The amber vertical pupil shrunk into a pinpoint.

The alienation of his body, as well as the negative emotions that had accumulated over the days, caused his eyes to be filled with madness in an instant.

He kicked his legs on the ground and leaped to his feet.

The old woman's head was directly slapped off by his palm, hanging on her back, and only a layer of skin was still attached to her body.

Then, the alarm came again.

A steam bus parked at the corner of the street suddenly spewed out thick smoke, and rushed towards Pei Yuanqiao behind Zhang Huaisheng with an extremely fast acceleration.

That's when it happened.

There was a roar.

Great earthquake tremors.

A giant steam mecha made of steel burst out of another street corner and collided with the steam bus, knocking it over.

In the smoke and dust,

The man in the mecha let out an urn and shouted angrily.

"Hey, I'm a pilot from the Boston Steam Order, and I've been commissioned to protect this old man from Donghua - you're a transcendent in the Demon Path, right?"

Zhang Huaisheng bowed slightly, but did not relax his vigilance.

The man in the mech let out a good-natured laugh, "Man, take it easy, I'm not your enemy." And then, I'm afraid we're going to have to fight side by side. ”