Abraham Cohen has always been thinking about Rebecca Levy, who is a stuffy gourd.

The first time he came into contact with a woman who was in a hurry, he couldn't catch the stubble.

Miao Cuihua ignored him, looked up at the plaque and the door, nodded and said, "It's really magnificent." ”

After the financial crisis, Rastar Catering Company recruited alliances to develop as fast as an infectious disease.

Much more profitable, Abraham Cohen renovated the façade.

Who in New Yorkers doesn't know about Starlight Food Truck right now?

The number of food trucks is large, and it is an advertisement in itself.

Abraham Cohen laughed twice, and suddenly said: "Boss, I saw Livermore yesterday, and he said that he would apply for a new identity for you, do you have the name you want?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to say: "John Constantine." ”

The name doesn't matter what it is, if you turn it around, it will eventually be added to the prestige of "Zhao Chuanxin".

It's just that no one knows that this name caused a lot of turmoil in the eighties of this century, and two very famous cartoonists were emptied by Zhao Chuanxin.

Lawson Trust Company and Xinghui Catering Company are just passing stations, so that Miao Cuihua understands what she has been doing during this time.

Zhao Chuanxin wants to take her to Broadway.

Abraham Cohen volunteered: "Boss, I can help with the arrangement, and I have connections at the theater on Broadway." ”

Zhao Chuanxin squinted at him: "Rest you." ”

As he spoke, he took Miao Cuihua into the public carriage and left.

Miao Cuihua was puzzled in the carriage: "He is kind enough to help, why don't you let him help?" ”

"You'll find out later."

Grand Street is located in Downtown Downtown, while Broadway's main theater hub is located close to Midtown's boundary.

It took more than half an hour for the carriage to arrive.

After getting out of the car, Zhao Chuanxin took Miao Cuihua and said, "I haven't been here either, you see if there's anything you want to see, let's go in." ”

The street is lined with theaters and huge hand-painted posters hang outside.

However, because of the financial crisis, there are few customers, and it seems to be very sluggish.

Both of them are laymen, just to see the excitement.

So Miao Cuihua looked at the theater with the most people at the door-Fuli Show.

There is always something wrong with a lot of people.

She pointed to the poster and said happily, "That's it." ”

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyes and saw that the poster read: Siegfried Girls Song and Dance Troupe.

The point is that the clothes of these girls already have the style of walking on the red carpet in later generations - two cloths crossed on the chest, light gauze and thin clothes.

Zhao Chuanxin gasped: "Hiss...... I couldn't read it, but I was blown away. Art, it's really art. ”

If you don't understand, you have to force less, isn't it common sense.

He won't say those incomprehensible words, such as: Although I don't understand, this kind of exposed ......

Miao Cuihua wanted to watch this song and dance, and she didn't have the idea of comparing and learning skills in private.

After all, she is also a dancer, although there is only one person in the audience.

Two people lined up.

The first few white people were a little stunned when they saw Zhao Chuanxin and the others, but they didn't say much.

In the back, there was a new white man in a suit and leather shoes who joined the team, seeing Miao Cuihua's graceful figure under the fishtail windbreaker, her skin was fair and soft, without a trace of flaws, and her facial features were very good-looking, and she also had the style of a royal sister.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was a yellow man, he said, "Madam, hello, my name is ......."

Zhao Chuanxin interrupted him with a grin: "Your name is fucking off, and your nickname blooms without closing your face." ”

It just so happened that the front team was almost finished, and it was the turn of Zhao Chuanxin and the two of them.

So he pressed and just warned the man.

Without waiting for Zhao Chuanxin's reaction, the ticket seller in front saw him and Miao Cuihua, and also said, "Hey, the theater only accepts white people, are you blind?" Can't see it? ”

As he spoke, he tapped on a piece of paper on the wall, and sure enough, it said: Only white people are allowed to enter.

Zhao Chuanxin looked back at the white man behind him, and then at the ticket collector, and smiled even happier: "Don't say that I don't teach and punish, give you another chance to say it again?" ”

Miao Cuihua has never left North Talitown, she has heard about discrimination, but she doesn't know that it is so serious.

Her hands clenched into fists angrily, and her body protruded.

She couldn't figure out how overseas Chinese survived in this environment, and she couldn't imagine it.

If it were her, she would feel bad all day.

The white man behind him took out a cigarette and lit it, and spat smoke at Miao Cuihua lightly.

Zhao Chuanxin just wanted to move, but Miao Cuihua took a step faster, her left hand turned into a knife, and her backhand cut at the throat of the white man.

The white man's eyes bulged, and his mouth couldn't help but open his mouth to breathe, and the cigarette fell.

Miao Cuihua's eyes were quick, she pinched the cigarette with her right hand, turned between her fingers, the cigarette butt fell, and she stuffed the cigarette butt into the white man's mouth.

Zhao Chuanxin: "......"

When did you learn this?

When she first heard her name "Miao Cuihua", Zhao Chuanxin clearly confirmed to her that there was no such son as Fang Shiyu...... He was sure the answer was no.

The white man let out an "ahhh

The cigarette butt made a "sizzling" sound in his mouth.

He subconsciously reached out to grab Miao Cuihua.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed his wrist with one hand, and his right hand turned into a hammer and slammed it on his forearm.

Click......

The white forearm twisted at an incredible angle.

"Ah......h

He didn't even know where the pain was going to go.

Miao Cuihua made persistent efforts, raised her legs, and "neutered feet" were used.

"Whew......"

This pain is no less than a critical blow to the throat, a broken forearm, a burning throat, or even worse.

Zhao Chuanxin: "......"

Race with me, huh?

Seeing the white man bending over to cover his crotch and legs, Zhao Chuanxin went around his back and grabbed one of his intact arms.

Click......

Miao Cuihua took two steps back to run, and raised her leg to kick her knee.

It doesn't seem to be broken, but the angle at which the leg is bent is a little weird.

The white man couldn't even scream, and his eyes began to roll.

Zhao Chuanxin finally couldn't help it: "Sister Hua, where did you practice?" ”

Miao Cuihua gritted her teeth: "The old lady has come from the troubled times, and she beat him with peach blossoms on his face!" ”

In the turbulent land of the Russo-Japanese War, how can you survive with your daughter if you are not ruthless?

In fact, Miao Cuihua also learned a few hands from Liu Jiahui in Lugang Town.

The rest were stunned.

I'm blanching, this pair of dogs and men, such a ruthless means.

The conductor was taken aback and pointed at the two: "You, you Chinese guys dare to commit murder?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin leaned over suddenly, he was tall and had long arms, and he dragged the conductor from behind the counter with one arm and dragged him out easily.

He bared his teeth and smiled: "Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero." ”

He held the conductor up, palms of his hand on his chest diaphragm, and lifted him up with one arm.

And it's the left arm.

Immortal Bird Xuanjie, boom!

The conductor flew into the sky.

The Immortal Bird Xuanjie twitched the air below, causing Zhao Chuanxin's long hair to float up.

He bent his knees, clenched his left hand into his right fist, raised his right elbow up, jumped violently, tilted his head, and his elbow was facing the conductor's lumbar spine.

Click......

This action is a bit anti-human, but Zhao Chuanxin made it so naturally.

The exclamation of the ticket collector came to an abrupt end.

The body is centered on Zhao Chuanxin's elbow, and the body is folded back at an angle of more than 90 degrees.

Zhao Chuanxin was afraid that he would still be angry, so he tightened his elbows and raised his knees.

Click......

He straightened up, took out his cigar and lit it, and looked at the rest of the people: "Who else?" ”

The person who is targeted retreats unconsciously.

Zhao Chuanxin looked up at the theater signboard, then pointed to everyone and said, "My name is Zhao Chuanxin, and I specialize in all kinds of discrimination dogs and regional blackness."

Today, Lao Tzu has to go to this theater where only white people are allowed to watch a show.

Who is for and who is against? ”

If it weren't for the fear that Zhao Chuanxin would be able to catch up easily, everyone would have run away.

As soon as the words "Zhao Chuanxin" came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Someone then remembered that the newspaper vaguely mentioned that Zhao Chuanxin wanted to kill all the discriminators in New York, and he didn't think so at the time.

Now it seems......

Zhao Chuanxin first looked at the environment outside the theater and the height of the roof, pondered the amount of Miao Cuihua and dry rice in his heart, and then took Miao Cuihua's hand and Shi Shiran entered the theater.

Blanched, after killing someone, just go in to watch the play in a grand manner?

All over the world, except for Zhao Chuanxin, I'm afraid there is no second person.

It's so big up there,

The founder of the Siegfried Girls Performance Troupe, Florence Edward Siegfeld Jr., hurriedly walked out and collided head-on with Zhao Chuanxin.

He didn't know that Zhao Chuanxin was Zhao Chuanxin, but he heard that an Asian had killed someone.

He retreated in shock, his feet slipped, and he knelt on the ground: "Don't you come here......"

The man was about forty years old, in a tuxedo, and his hair was combed like a dog's lick.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand: "Flat, hurry up and let the actors prepare for the stage, I and Concubine Ai want to listen to the play." ”

Florentz Eduard Siegfeld Jr.: "......"

Zhao Chuanxin saw that he didn't know what to do, so he was stunned on the spot, so he took out an axe and tilted his head: "What, you don't allow me to enter the venue?" ”

Florence Edward Siegfeld Jr. woke up from a dream, stood up and hurriedly said: "No, allowed, very allowed, welcome......"

Miao Cuihua pursed her lips and whispered, "If you want to continue watching like this, is it really okay?" ”

She didn't know that Zhao Chuanxin had done something even more outrageous - she went to the gate of the police station and surrounded the police station alone to ask for help.

Zhao Chuanxin sighed: "One day there will be a bunch of warlords, acting indiscriminately and fighting endlessly, originally I didn't want you to take risks, but I think it's good for you to feel it in advance." As for these kalami in front of you, don't take it to heart. ”

Zhao Chuanxin asked Florence Edward Siegfeld Jr. to lead the way and enter the theater.

Although there was a riot outside, Zhao Chuanxin was surprised to find that the people inside were still calmly waiting for the opening.

It's really a spirit of entertainment to death.

It's just that Florence Edward Siegfeld Jr. brought Zhao Chuanxin to the theater and was a little difficult.

He instinctively wanted to lead Zhao Chuanxin and a dog to the corner to sit.

But Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the VIP seat: "Let's sit there, and my dog also needs a seat." ”

Florentz Eduard Siegfeld Jr.: "......"

(End of chapter)