Chapter 465: I, Zhao Chuanxin, pretended to be forced by my real name
Zhao Chuanxin scuttled a battleship and indirectly destroyed a destroyer.
Countless people were killed and wounded.
At this time, Americans were more patriotic than later generations, and there were many people who did not like him, but they did not dare to speak out because of obscenity and herd mentality.
But when Zhao Chuanxin humiliated Kang Youwei and extorted him money.
Finally, an elderly man couldn't help but speak: "It's not too much to kill, you're going too far." I, I ......"
"I" for a long time, said to call the police, the police are watching the excitement from the side.
Let's say it's uneven, I don't have that ability.
Finally squeezed out a sentence: "We don't like you." โ
Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "You don't like me? What's the matter, you think I'm here to make you like it? โ
Not only does he not need others to like him, Zhao Chuanxin also made a decision in his heart, in these ten days, he wants to change some things.
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The man was speechless.
Another young man angrily accused: "You butcher, executioner......
Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward and backhanded "Pang Cang" with a big arm.
This slap was merciless and used all his strength.
The young man threw his head back and fainted without saying a word.
Zhao Chuanxin's eyes were not big, but at this time, no one dared to look at him.
Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the young man on the ground and said, "Young man, feel big and sleep well." โ
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Referring to the deer as a horse, no one dares to refute it.
Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Kang Youwei's collar and lifted him up: "Let's go, let's talk further." โ
It was as if the sea had hit a droplet, and the crowd retreated suddenly.
He Zhan, who was on the ground, saw Zhao Chuanxin walking out with Kang Youwei, and he didn't pretend to be dead, he got up in one go, and followed closely with a red slap print.
Zhao Chuanxin was in a surprisingly good mood today.
Completely out of the haze of losing the devil's crystal glasses.
When people hone a skill, they will always have that feeling, and when they look back after a while, they will see that the little bit of achievement at the beginning is just a shoe that can be discarded at any time.
In this way, every time you make progress, it is like a mirage.
Now Zhao Chuanxin has experienced 10,000 mirages, and he doesn't dare to say that he has reached the peak, but he has been at ease, but he can't say anything about it, and he knows that he is victorious.
Separated from the crowd, there were many public carriages waiting for the melon-eating crowd to leave.
Zhao Chuanxin casually found one and handed over the ticket: "Pull the two of them with me." โ
Kang Youwei got into the car very consciously.
This kind of shameless person usually has a nine-trick heart and knows when to obey.
Coming to the door of the tavern, Zhao Chuanxin saw the two special agents.
"Yo, Da Luo's personal guard has become my Bi Ma Wen, and the contemptible people are really scared."
He was a little frightened, and even took off his mask.
Two Secret Service Agents: "......"
One said: "Mr. Zhao, please fulfill your promise and leave the United States." โ
Zhao Chuanxin was a little hungry, he took out a candy ball and stuffed it into his mouth: "I said to leave, but I didn't say when." โ
The secret agent was dumbfounded, and he became nervous: "Mr. Zhao, this is not the behavior of a gentleman. โ
As long as the bill is repealed and as long as the money is returned, Zhao Chuanxin doesn't want to have any more twists and turns: "Ten days, I need ten days to deal with things, and I'll leave when it's due." โ
The two looked at each other and nodded to each other: "Okay, Mr. Zhao, we will report it." โ
"It's not a report, it's a notice, I don't need the consent of others, unless Da Luo wants to pay more."
Give face!
Zhao Chuanxin got on the horse, led the way, and the public carriage followed closely behind.
Zhao Chuanxin came to Lawson Trust Company.
took the resigned Kang Youwei and his wife upstairs.
The secretary yelled and told Thomas Brown to tell him that he was in a hurry. W. Lawson Zhao is coming.
and then secretly sent Qiu Bo to Zhao Chuanxin on the side.
Women in this era have to depend on men for survival.
Wall Street who doesn't know, although hanging Thomas W. Lawson's name, but this company essentially belongs to Zhao Chuanxin.
Don't look at Zhao Chuanxin's upside down in the United States, but business is business.
It's as if Japan has committed a heinous crime in China, but Japanese goods should be bought or bought.
Zhao Chuanxin turned a blind eye to this.
Thomas S. W. Lawson came out excitedly: "Boss, $7.5 million has arrived." โ
Zhao Chuanxin didn't pick up because this is nonsense.
He pointed at Kang Youwei: "You liquidate his property for me, let him sign and pledge it, and transfer it to Lawson Trust Company and Xinghui Catering Company respectively." โ
Kang Youwei's face finally became ugly: "Why? โ
He thought it was just a matter of breaking the fortune and avoiding disasters and losing a little money.
But even if 1.8 million yuan is taken out, it is enough for him to feel distressed for seven or eight months, let alone Zhao Chuanxin to squeeze out all the wealth on him?
"Death or money?" Zhao Chuanxin squinted at him: "There is life, there is no money to spend." There is money to save, but there is no life to spend. You pick one. โ
Kang Youwei stiffened his neck: "I will never hand over my property." โ
Zhao Chuanxin nodded, and said to Thomas ยท W. Lawson said, "Call Big Smith and leave this matter to him." I gave him a week to let the man die slowly. โ
After saying that, turn around and leave.
Kang Youwei wanted to rush out, but the market crash of Lawson Trust Company had not yet passed, and there were always guards with guns at the door who stopped him.
"Boss, what to do with him?"
"Before Big Smith arrived, he called me when he left, and for ten days, no police dared to take care of me." Zhao Chuanxin said domineeringly.
He Zhan shouted: "Zhao Chuanxin, my mother's family is also a prominent family with a head and a face, knowing the consulate, do you think you can be lawless?" โ
Zhao Chuanxin turned around and bared his teeth and smiled: "Even if you find someone to ask the consulate for help, if they dare to come and fart, I will lose." โ
Spicy next door, the consulate of the Qing Dynasty is something.
Can they be a character too?
Weak countries have no diplomacy, so they ride their own people around their necks as a blessing.
But who to divide.
In New York, Zhao Chuanxin's words are better than the consulate, he is the uncrowned king!
Kang Youwei shouted with a pale face: "Is there no place to do justice?" โ
"I am justice!" Zhao Chuanxin turned over and instructed before leaving: "Thomas, especially Kang Nanhai's small coastal island in Stockholm, Sweden, this is directly under my name." โ
Thomas S. W. Lawson frowned: "Boss, this is not easy to do, although it is private property, but after all, it is necessary to negotiate with the Swedish side, and it depends on their yamen whether to agree or not." โ
Zhao Chuanxin smiled, after today, the country dares not to give him Zhao Chuanxin this face?
If there is a war, everyone may not recognize their relatives.
But now it's peacetime.
He waved his hand: "If you don't agree, you just say to them - Zhao Chuanxin asked you, does your country have a navy?" Come to think of it, they'll agree. โ
Thomas S. W. Lawson's body was shocked-I'm blanching, the boss is domineering.
Ten days is not a long time.
Zhao Chuanxin is going to go to his own weapons workshop.
That's an important part of his future deployment.
After reaching a verbal agreement with Da Luo, Zhao Chuanxin also relaxed.
He first went to the Booker Brothers ready-to-wear store on the northeast corner of Katherine Street and Cherry Street.
Founded in 1818, the store was considered a mid-to-high-end ready-to-wear store in the 21st century, but at this time it was one of New York's top stores, accepting haute couture.
Zhao Chuanxin bought a set, customized more than a dozen sets of clothes, and asked for urgent production.
The manager was embarrassed: "Sir, we still have a lot of customers waiting in line, and we can't get out for ten days." โ
Zhao Chuanxin looked at him: "My name is Zhao Chuanxin, if you can't do it in ten days, you don't need to do this shop, and you don't have much value in living." โ
I blanched ......
The manager snorted and looked at the remaining bullet holes in the fishtail windbreaker on Zhao Chuanxin's body: "No problem, you can get out!" โ
Then Zhao Chuanxin returned to North Talitown, took his apprentices and Ning An and Marcus Nkrumah, and the four of them did not ride horses, and took the train to Kurdeks.
At the train station, the conductor looked at Marcus Nkrumah and frowned, "I'm sorry, I can only sell the car at the front of your car." โ
Ning An asked: "There is no seat in the back of the car?" โ
The cinder at the front of the locomotive is heavily polluted and is the lowest class of carriages.
The conductor shook his head: "Yes, but I'm sorry, you can only sit in the front of the train." โ
Zhao Chuanxin pushed Ning An aside and said to the conductor: "Draft, please bring four seats in the front row of the rear of the car, and ask for first-class seats." โ
The conductor was stunned, what is this called?
He looked at Zhao Chuanxin, an Asian, Balmacan trench coat with a suit made of a fine blend of goat hair and silk.
Tall in stature, with fine skin and tender meat.
Wearing such is definitely a rich man.
But......
The conductor "hehe", he said unhurriedly: "I'm sorry, I can only sit in the front car." โ
Zhao Chuanxin took out the Lugang M1907: "The spicy next door, I will sit in the front row of the car, if you don't sell it, I will let you die today." โ
The conductor called for help: "Help, he has a gun." โ
The nearby patrol policeman ran over with a puff of smoke and pointed a baton and a wheel at Zhao Chuanxin: "Put down the gun." โ
"Lao Tzu's name is Zhao Chuanxin, I count to three, and if I don't put down the gun, I will all die.
Three! โ
It is cool to be able to report the real name and pretend to be realistic.
The two policemen were startled when they suddenly heard Zhao Chuanxin's name, but they didn't react, so they still held their guns.
Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and shot.
Bang, bang.
The two policemen froze on the ground, each with a bloody hole in their foreheads.
The train station was fried, and the passengers and passengers screamed and fled in all directions.
The conductors were terrified.
Even if they came to rob, they didn't shoot without saying a word, right?
And also kill the police?
No, Zhao Chuanxin?
Butcher of the Far East?
The conductor's pupils are shaken.
Zhao Chuanxin ignored Ning An, who was also stunned, and just said to Benjamin Goldberg: "I'm sorry, it's not been a peaceful year, there are too many people who shoot cold, and you have to guard against it for the sake of the division, so you can see the not very merciful side." โ
Benjamin Goldberg looked at the corpse on the ground and didn't frown: "It's okay, Master, we're just overly defensive." โ
"It's really Master's good apprentice and Father's good son."
Ning An: "......"
Conductor: "......"
Is this human speech?
Zhao Chuanxin took the muzzle of the gun and tapped the conductor: "Issue the ticket." โ
"Okay, okay."
After Ning An took the train ticket, Zhao Chuanxin said to the conductor: "Look back, no matter if there is a reporter interview, or someone from the yamen comes to investigate, remember to tell them, Zhao Chuanxin said that the discrimination situation in New York is too serious, this is not good, and it needs to be changed." โ
The conductor nodded and almost broke his neck: "Okay, okay, Mr. Zhao, you must ......."
Zhao Chuanxin raised his gun.
Bang, bang!
One shoulder shot, one elbow.
The conductor screamed in pain.
Zhao Chuanxin tilted his head, turned around and left.
Ning An followed closely: "Sir, is this really okay?" โ
"After all, they should get used to it."
(End of chapter)