Mention the law? Mention the king's law? That Zhao Chuanxin really understands. Dahu was completely speechless. Feng Shui takes turns, and he didn't expect to have today.

If I had known, I wouldn't have come to Daqing. Zhao Chuanxin whistled, summoned the whip of ruling, and hung it on his waist.

Through the devil's crystal glasses, he saw a British policeman running in this direction with a gun in his hallway. He raised his index finger: "Shh...... Don't make a sound. "It's true that no one dares to speak.

He made his way to the door of the dining room and pulled out the handle of the Scepter of Salvation, revealing the Elven Carving Knife. There are many concessions in Tianjin, but if you want to say that it is orderly, there is only the British concession.

Because the British national strength was still strong at this time, there were currently about 2,200 British soldiers stationed here, as well as a small number of British police, and it was not at all like other concessions that needed to rely on some underground forces of the Chinese to maintain order.

Not only that, but they also banned the opening of all immoral restaurants in the British Concession, such as opium dens, casinos, and Fengyue establishments.

The efficiency of the British police was very high, and after hearing that someone was making trouble, they rushed to the Li Shunde Hotel as soon as possible. After the Gengzi Incident, the British police here usually wear batons, but they will also be equipped with guns when there is really something, such as now.

It turned out to be all revolvers. The person who went to call the police was a waiter at the hotel, and later the British police met Lou Henry, who went out to get money.

But neither of them knew that the perpetrator was Zhao Chuanxin, so the British police didn't take it too seriously. I just think that someone dares to make trouble in the British Concession, and I must give him some color.

The first British policeman, armed with a Webley revolver, entered the door with a menacing attitude. Not to mention that the hammer was not wrenched, and the gun was not even raised, it can be seen how conceited he is.

Then, as soon as his feet stepped into the door, Zhao Chuanxin leaned his back against the wall and pushed the elf carving knife over from the side.

The blade of the Elven Knife extends to a meter away. Quietly, not even blood, the British policeman's body weakened, and his consciousness dissipated.

Before he died, he only felt a slight pain in his head: he was dizzy. Zhao Chuanxin shook off the whip of the ruling, rolled up the person's body, prevented him from falling to the ground, and dragged him over.

The second person also entered the door of the restaurant, and Zhao Chuanxin pushed the elf carving knife and dragged it...... A group of people in the restaurant were horrified.

The history books say that when the husband was angry, blood was splashed five steps. The Son of Heaven was furious, and the blood flowed and drifted. But Zhao Chuanxin was furious, both quiet and clean.

These unknown people of the British police are gone. There were only five British policemen who came, because they heard a report that it was just a Chinese person making trouble.

And didn't have a gun. I didn't take it too seriously. The first four all fell, and only the last British policeman felt that something was not quite right.

Even if the police in front of you enter the door, at least say two words and ask who is making trouble, right? When they go in, it's like a stone sinking into the sea, which is so weird.

He hurriedly pulled the hammer of Webley's revolver, leaned against the wall outside the door, raised his gun, and slowly moved towards the door.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that there was still one person who didn't come in for a long time, so he took two steps back and looked out of the wall. When he saw the location, he took the elven carving knife, and the blade came out through the wall.

"Whew!" The British policeman outside also fell to the ground. The people in the restaurant felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

Who is not afraid of death? But dying loudly, dying like a river of blood, that's the normal way to die. It's so scary that it's silent like this, and it falls when you enter the door.

Zhao Chuanxin opened the door of the restaurant, looked out, retracted his head and smiled, "Okay, no one." ”

"......" are all killed! After that, Zhao Chuanxin went out again and dragged back the body of the British policeman outside the door. Zhao Chuanxin saw that Da Hu's face was sweating, because Zhao Chuanxin didn't let him make a sound, so he tried his best to endure it, and only made a gurgling sound like phlegm in his throat.

He came to Dahu's side, and waved the scepter of redemption in his hand, and there were wisps of fine sand, which rose out of thin air like an hourglass.

Tonight, all these miraculous phenomena have been common, and the diners in the restaurant have become numb. It's just that the name of Zhao Chuanxin's archmage is becoming clearer and clearer in their minds.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Come, I'll put a plaster cast on you." After speaking, he put on mud trowel gloves, twisted sand into stones, wrapped his bearded arm, and kindly bent it.

Da Hu looked at it in surprise, Zhao Chuanxin made a move, and it became more and more magical every time. After finishing it, Zhao Chuanxin said: "You can find a rope and hang this arm." I'm such an old-fashioned and warm-hearted person, and I can't see the suffering of the world the most. The big beard trembled and said: "Mr. Zhao, I haven't got a bone yet...... Zhao Chuanxin patted his head: "I just said, I forgot something." Forget it, what's wrong with a big man's long crooked arms? Don't worry about the details. There was a doctor at the scene, and the doctor was benevolent, and couldn't help but say: "Mr. Zhao, if you don't have bones, not only is it a long deformity, but if there is a broken stubble and punctures the blood vessels, it may lead to ischemia and necrosis of the limbs......" Zhao Chuanxin glared at him: "Don't you understand this?" It's just a manly husband, isn't it a shame to let others throw away the bones? Dahu, listen to me, you are a pure man, an iron-blooded man, a brother of the American imperialists, and a good son of the Qing Dynasty. Don't listen to the quack, he's just scaring you. Da Hu was about to cry: "Mr. Zhao, I studied medicine, he really doesn't scare people." There is no shame in healing the sick and healing. Zhao Chuanxin was angry: "Why don't you be ashamed?" If you can say something like that, I'll blush for you. When Lao Tzu was six years old, his legs were fractured, and he still insisted on practicing martial arts; Fever to 202 degrees Fahrenheit and still practicing marksmanship; Training for 30 hours a day, tired to the point of high paraplegia, on the battlefield, he can still tear devils with his hands. You're just a broken arm, and you're going to be bone-on, crying dad and calling mother, are you still a man? The people around him were in a cold sweat when they heard it.

Da Hu pursed his white chapped lips: "Mr. Zhao, you know the immortal law, we can't compare with you." ”

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, don't let me underestimate you."

"......" Dahu can see it, and Zhao Chuanxin has no intention of treating him. He was ruthless in his heart: Wait for my wife to bring the British army, and see how arrogant you are.

What he didn't know was that Lu Henry thought that calling the police would be enough to crush Zhao Chuanxin, so he didn't notify the army at all.

Afraid of any accidents, she went to the bank, exchanged 330 pounds of gold with her connections, put it in a box, and hired four coolies to carry it back to the hotel.

Just entered the door of the restaurant, she saw the five corpses of the British police next to the door, and the silent diners, and her body couldn't help but tremble—over, the British police were all wiped out.

When the coolies saw this, they were even more surprised, threw down the box, turned around and wanted to run. Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and shot, bang!

"Wait!" A few coolies didn't dare to turn back, and shouted tremblingly: "Uncle spare your life, uncle spare your life, it's none of our business." Zhao Chuanxin said: "My name is Zhao Chuanxin, have you heard of it?" Several people were stunned.

I wasn't so scared anymore. One of the spirit-stirring coolies turned around with a stammering smile on his face: "God of War Zhao Ye, how can the villain not know?" Let's Tianjin Wei, which people dare not give a thumbs up when they talk about Zhao Ye? The storytellers in the teahouse often tell the story of Zhao Ye. The little one was once at the old dragon's head pontoon bridge and saw Zhao Ye's majesty! Zhao Chuanxin was happy, took out a few pieces of ocean and threw them over: "Take this little money and divide it." If you know me, you know my temper. Out of this door, who dares to report to the official, Lao Tzu will find the door afterwards. The man immediately bent down to pick up the silver dollar: "Look at what Zhao Ye said, when you go out, the word comes first, and the things that Zhao Ye did, our ordinary people also admire it." It's just that there is no reward, and the villain doesn't dare to say it. Anyone who dares to mention a word when he goes out, Zhao Ye will kill or chop the small one. ”

"Then you can go." A few people bent down and walked out of the door of the restaurant respectfully. Zhao Chuanxin went over and opened the box to see, there was a shiny little goldfish inside.

He understands gold and silver, after all, he has been to the bank many times to withdraw money, and after a rough calculation, he actually counted it.

He smiled: "You woman, you still know the general situation, not bad." Behind, Da Hu was gritting his teeth and glaring at the stones on his arms.

The history of medical plaster can be traced back thousands of years, but the beginning of modern winding plaster began with a Dutch military doctor in the fifties of the last century.

He found that this was countless times stronger than the plaster cast, how could it be broken by manpower? Knock on the ground, and let it be a ring.

The beard's face turned from white to black. How the is this going to open? Smash with a sledgehammer? If you smash the broken arm, the arm will be completely ruined.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the people in the room and smiled: "I have always advocated self-reliance. It is absolutely undesirable for others to take advantage of other countries, as you do. Now the owner of the Kailuan coal mine doesn't know if he is there? No one accosted him, Zhao Chuanxin said to himself: "It doesn't matter if you're not there, you will tell him what I said today, if you don't return the coal mine to the Qing court, I will personally teach him how to be self-reliant in the future." is like a big beard, if you don't know how to be self-reliant, what's the use of this arm? Someone shouted: "I support Mr. Zhao, that person is really shameless, he actually deceived the coal mines of the Qing Dynasty, what a disgusting bastard." "This person has realized, as long as he works against Zhao Chuanxin, there will definitely be no good juice to eat.

It's better to brush the hair. Sure enough, it worked, Zhao Chuanxin gave a thumbs up: "Okay, it's really good, you have to learn from that gentleman, do it well, and reflect more!" "Not everyone is that thick-skinned.

Most people are silent. Instead, Zhuang Lefeng came out again: "Mr. Zhao is right, I must reflect on it and actively respond to Mr. Zhao's proposal." Who knows, Da Hu suddenly pointed at Zhuang Lefeng and said angrily: "At the beginning, you also participated in the coal mine transaction in Kaiping, I still remember you, you and Zhang Yi are together." The smile on Zhuang Lefeng's face froze, and Zhao Chuanxin's eyes narrowed: "It's very good, Zhuang Lefeng, you come here." Zhuang Lefeng staggered, took small steps, and reluctantly came to Zhao Chuanxin: "Mr. Zhao, don't listen to his nonsense, I was just a small translator at the time, participation is participation, but I have no right to speak." Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Yes, I understand you." Zhuang Lefeng's face was happy: "That's good, Mr. Zhao, I'll ...... first if there's nothing to do."

"Wait." Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "Everyone in the participants has a share, since you have done a good deed once, you might as well do it again now." I see that you wear gold and silver, and you have the capital to patronize the Li Shunde Hotel, which does not mean that your friendship is unreasonable, right? Zhuang Lefeng cried with a sad face: "Yes, yes, Mr. Zhao is right for everything." As he spoke, he began to take off his pocket watch, ring, and money in his pocket.

Give these all to Zhao Chuanxin. Zhao Chuanxin pointed to his palm: "Isn't there still one ...... in your hand?"