Zhao Chuanxin walked forward, pointing casually.

The smart gyroscope has the characteristics of the Azure Ghost Armor, that is, when the weight is heavier, the shorter the burst time.

The lighter the carrying weight, the longer the outbreak time.

The elf carving knife is very light, so theoretically speaking, the smart gyroscope can carry the elf carving knife around Zhao Chuanxin within ten meters, and fly until the last trace of energy is squeezed out before it lands.

If Zhao Chuanxin is willing, this time can be extended to decades.

At this time.

Within ten meters of Zhao Chuanxin, a living person died immediately!

Flesh and blood flying!

The white side retreated again and again, and when no less than twenty people died, they could not bear it anymore, and they turned around and ran away.

Zhao Chuanxin beckoned, and the smart gyroscope flew back with the elf carving knife and returned to his hand.

Zhao Chuanxin returned the knife into the sheath and waved his hand: "Cover up the past!" ”

This time, no one is afraid anymore.

The owner has made the way for them!

Led by Abraham Cohen, Big Smith and Li Xiling, they rushed out with a roar.

The whites, who were a little frightened and weak-legged, were caught up in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, they were beaten into mud by the surging food truck gang.

A group of people killed the red eye, but regardless of men, women and children, they did it when they saw someone.

Zhao Chuanxin was hard-hearted and unmoved.

Since they chose to help, they must be prepared to die.

Don't think you're innocent of helping to wave the flag.

People always have to pay for their actions.

The deterioration of the Internet environment in the 21st century has a lot to do with the fact that there is no cost to casual comments.

If you dare to force a sentence that no matter how old or young you are, you have to die, then the keyboard man has to pretend to be a grandson.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a woman lying on the ground and dying, she saw Zhao Chuanxin coming, and her eyes showed pleading.

But Zhao Chuanxin saw a kitchen knife not far from her, which should have been a weapon she brought out, but it was just knocked down.

Therefore, Zhao Chuanxin sneered, raised his legs, and stomped down suddenly!

Click!

The woman was on the pay.

Next to it, a family's curtains were lifted through a crack.

Zhao Chuanxin felt something and turned his head to look.

He saw the gap in the curtains, up and down, with three eyes.

This indicates that there are three people behind the curtain who are peeping in one eye.

When Zhao Chuanxin turned his head to look, he also heard a few exclamations, and the gap in the curtain was immediately closed.

At this time, the whistle of the single-barreled whistle belonging to the nickel-silver alloy unique to the police sounded.

Zhao Chuanxin looked up and saw a team of policemen at the intersection of the street.

Originally, seeing this kind of large-scale street scuffle, the police should have hesitated.

With so many people, anyone who sees them should be afraid, whether they are police or not.

But the situation was the opposite, and the group of policemen shouted as they ran: "Stop, you miscellaneous people, stop quickly, or Lao Tzu will shoot you." ”

Mr. Zhao saw a man of his own and a white man scuffle, while the policeman took a revolver and fired a shot at his man.

When Zhao Chuanxin's man fell in a pool of blood, the policeman also reached out and pulled the white man on the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin instantly understood.

These policemen are not here to resolve conflicts and arrest brawlers.

They're just here to help the whites here.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes narrowed, he took out the skull mask and put it on, and took out a cigar.

"Hehe, I haven't tried to practice American Juhe, just see if there is any injustice in the world!"

God of War M1907 in hand, Zhao Chuanxin trotted up.

A policeman broke the head of a black man with a baton, then turned his head, and just wanted to attack the second person, when he suddenly found Zhao Chuanxin.

When he saw the skull mask, his hand shook.

Whew.

The baton falls to the ground.

"Chen, Chen...... No, are you Zhao Chuanxin? ”

Sudden ......

The policeman's body trembled, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he died a terrible death.

Seeing this, several other policemen pointed their guns at Zhao Chuanxin, and they could see that the color behind the skeleton mask changed greatly: "Don't shoot, don't shoot, it's all a misunderstanding!" ”

They were instantly frightened.

Unexpectedly, the person provoked by the Southern Front turned out to be Zhao Chuanxin.

If they had received the news earlier, they would never have come to help.

Zhao Chuanxin scolded with a cigar in his mouth: "Mistake your mother's meeting next door!" ”

Sudden Sudden Sudden ......

Mixed with sporadic "bang bang" a few wheel gunshots.

It was a desperate response from the police.

But Zhao Chuanxin, who was assisted by the smart gyroscope, twisted left and right to dodge all the bullets.

Then only the unique "sudden" sound of the God of War M1907 remains.

In a moment, all the policemen who had come to support the whites were killed.

Before they died, their expressions were pained, fearful, and a hint of shock hung on their faces.

Growing so big, for the first time they'd heard of someone who could dodge bullets!

When the God of War M1907 made an empty sound, Zhao Chuanxin put away his gun and beckoned: "Li Xiling, gather the men and horses back, don't chase them." ”

Li Xiling, who was closest to him, didn't say a word, completely regarded himself as Zhao Chuanxin's subordinate, and immediately complied.

It took more than ten minutes, and people returned to Zhao Chuanxin one after another.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the trash can on the side of the street, and he jumped suddenly.

The trash can shook, but Zhao Chuanxin had a smart gyroscope on his body, and he immediately stabilized his figure.

He stood on the trash can, looked around, and shouted, "My name is Zhao Chuanxin, and I know that many of you are peeking behind the window."

Today I'm here to teach you how to be human.

In the future, if anyone dares to mention a certain remark about the supremacy of the human race in New York, Lao Tzu will be splashed with blood for three feet and shed blood for five steps! ”

At this time, Big Smith, who came back at the end, carried a big white man.

It was none other than the head of the Southern Front - Karl Wagner.

"Boss, I got him!"

Zhao Chuanxin found that Big Smith also had a blue nose and swollen face, and the corners of his mouth were cracked.

It can be seen that he and Karl Wagner experienced a bitter battle.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the whip of the ruling and threw it out with a "snap".

Then he blew the melodious "Hanging Divine Comedy", and pulled his waist, abdomen and arms back at the same time.

Karl Wagner flew into the air.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand and grabbed Karl Wagner in mid-air.

The smart gyroscope helps him stabilize his body on the trash can.

It looks like a circus balancing act.

After Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Karl Wagner, he grabbed him by the neck with one hand and lifted him up, allowing him to struggle and kick his legs to no avail.

Zhao Chuanxin carried him, calmly, but his voice was very penetrating: "Roosevelt didn't dare to provoke me, Rockefeller only dared to deal with me within the rules, who the fuck gave you the courage to make you think you have the strength to go against me?" ”

Karl Wagner only rolled his eyes when he was pinched: "I, no, dare, ......"

He cut through the remaining gaps in his throat and uttered these words.

"You know you're scared now? It's late! ”

As he spoke, Zhao Chuanxin took out an axe and raised his arms high.

The sunlight reflected a cold glow on the axe's blade.

Click!

Put someone’s head on a spike!

The headless corpse fell to the ground.

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but tremble.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head: "In the future, if you dare to go against me Zhao Chuanxin, this will be your end!" Spicy dog stuff next door! ”

He threw his head out and rolled on the street before stopping.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped out of the trash can.

He took out a rag and wiped the blood on the axe, and put it away.

Waving his hand: "Take the dead and wounded brothers, let's go!" ”

The crowd looked excited.

Even the slowest people with the slowest brains have a faint feeling that from today onwards, the food truck gang has become different.

It's no longer a mixed team.

When the food truck helped everyone leave.

After about 20 minutes, someone sneaked out to check, and after finding that there was really no one, they dared to check if there were any neighbors who were not dead and could be saved.

But what frightened him was that the one who fell to the ground was out of breath.

The so-called Southern Front, those who did not die must have been cowardly and did not show up.

But those who boasted that they had the courage to participate in the war were basically wiped out.

Many of the people who came to help died even more.

Some of the dead relatives clung to the corpses in the streets and wept bitterly.

Someone cursed, and was immediately gagged by others: "Have you forgotten what the butcher said?" Do you still dare to talk nonsense? ”

So, even if a loved one died, he only dared to cry and did not dare to scold.

The streets are gloomy and bleak, and the sense of depression is bursting.

Not long after, police officers arrived at the scene.

The people who came vomited.

It's miserable!

When they heard that the murderer was Zhao Chuanxin, the police officers present were full of secrecy.

Everyone even dared to make eye contact.

"It's our people, why are they dead?"

"He deserves it, as a policeman, but he is involved with the Southern Front."

"You can't say that, everyone."

"Okay, you go to Zhao Chuanxin for revenge."

"I ......"

On this day, the German Village in Brooklyn held funerals one after another, and the guests who participated in the white event had to go to the door, and they couldn't grieve anymore.

On this day, the public cemetery in Greenwood Heights, Brooklyn, was severely short of gravediggers.

On this day, reporters from major newspapers in New York heard the news: Zhao Chuanxin is doing something again.

As for the reason, it is almost the same as when Zhao Chuanxin came to the United States before, there are a handful of people who think they are awesome and can discriminate against this and that, and as a result, they are taught to be human beings.

The newspaper reported on the incident as it was.

This is a big news that has caused a sensation in New York, and even in the United States.

But the strange thing is that no newspaper dares to curse Zhao Chuanxin, and the report is impartial and very objective.

The masses in Europe and the United States, who have always liked to march and demonstrate, did not dare to raise banners in protest on the streets.

New York City's mayor, George Bruce McClellan, was silent and didn't say anything at all.

New York City legislators are mostly silent.

Only one lawmaker had the audacity to tell reporters: "Zhao Chuanxin may not be a good person, but the same is true of the Southern Front." I feel sorry for the people who participated in the Southern Front, a bunch of wretched creatures who were not clear-headed, who were taken advantage of, who died worthlessly. This incident is a wake-up call for the entire United States, reminding everyone not to forget that the United States is a free country, and even if there are tragic incidents, including shootouts, this is a free and mildew traitor. New York, as a multicultural city, has a value for racial equity and inclusion that needs to be strengthened......"

It was a few days before the lawmaker spoke out to reporters.

However, he said that after Zhao Chuanxin took people back, he first took out 40,000 US dollars as employee death compensation and work-related injury compensation.

He raised the bar by two percent of New York's normal standards.

As a result of this war, it has become easier for Rastar Catering Company to recruit franchisees.

Because Zhao Chuanxin asked people to let go out, the cause of this destruction of the Southern Front was that they killed and injured the employees of Xinghui Catering Company.

The food truck gang swears to defend the personal safety of its employees.

As soon as these words came out, no one dared to rob the food truck in New York!

Even in the downtown area, the food trucks of Xinghui Catering dare to haunt at night, and they are still safe.

Even the whole of New York has been in good shape for a long time.

This is something that New York City Mayor George Bruce McClellan did not expect.

That night, Zhao Chuanxin paid for Abraham Cohen to take more than 100 people to a party, manage food, wine, smoke and music, hire a band and singer from the cotton nightclub to sing, and eat, drink and have fun.

He didn't go to the scene, went back to sleep, and went to Lawson Trust early the next day, on the phone in his office.

When the phone rang, Zhao Chuanxin was still a little excited......

(End of chapter)