Chapter 482: Light Cavalry Skeleton Combat Team
Zhao Chuanxin said a word, so that Da Luo could be completely broken.
Zhao Chuanxin wasn't sure if Da Luo was threatening or serious. He also had to test it according to his own personality.
He heard Da Luo's deep breath: "Zhao Chuanxin, tell me what you want?" β
"Didn't the newspapers say it?" Zhao Chuanxin said happily: "I want New York to eliminate the culture of discrimination." β
"I agree with your idea, but I don't agree with your approach." At this time, white people in the West feel high in their bones.
Da Luo is actually no exception.
Just like in ancient times, the Chinese people also felt that they were superior to the world, and Jingshi was the economic and cultural center of the world.
Zhao Chuanxin said: "In your history, Lincoln agreed with my approach. β
Clinker, Da Luo said: "You are so naΓ―ve, you really think that Lincoln is for the black ......"
Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped.
Zhao Chuanxin laughed out loud: "Keep talking." β
"In short, the United States in a hundred years will definitely not be what it is now, so why not be patient?"
What will happen to me in a hundred years?
Think I'm really worried about you Americans?
Zhao Chuanxin hugged the landline, sat on the bed, crossed one leg, held the microphone between his ears and shoulders, and wiped toner on his beard with both hands: "When you sit in the corridor filled with the fragrance of oregano and roses, when you listen to the children's choir singing Gregorian hymns, do you know what my mood is?" I went to the restaurant and let me sit in the corner; I'm going to take the train, let me take the front of the train; I take the tram, let me sit in the back of the car; I stayed, didn't give me a top suite. It's just hard to move an inch. My little temper, can I endure this? If you want to change me, why don't you change them. β
The toner is a plant-derived substance, which is somewhat viscous, and Zhao Chuanxin seems to smell aloe vera.
Da Luo was silent.
After a while, he said, "Don't forget, you still have a big estate." I could raze it to the ground. β
Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, which made him sure of one thing, so it didn't matter: "You go, I think the white house is much more magnificent than the manor, and it's a big deal to move." β
Scald...... Da Luo shivered coldly.
Are you going to turn the hell upside down?
You're still going to storm the White House?
But think about it carefully, with Zhao Chuanxin's virtue, no matter whether he can do it or not, he is really capable of doing this kind of thing.
Da Luo suppressed his anger: "I will tell George Bruce McClellan and ask him to post a post to stop the atmosphere in New York." β
Zhao Chuanxin didn't believe it, it was just a verbal warning from the mayor of New York, what effect would it have.
It's better to do it yourself.
He didn't want to waste his tongue, and suddenly asked, "What about Edie?" I miss the smell of benzoin on her body, and it was an unforgettable time with the autumn rain that fell on her......"
"Shut up!" Da Luo was angry: "Damn Fake, Edie is the only one I can call ......"
Zhao Chuanxin turned a deaf ear to the abuse, and continued: "Give me a good voice to her, just say that I miss those black ridges with shaggy edges, miss those jagged treetops, and secretly like the mature charm of those seasons......"
Bang!
Da Luo hung up.
The chest heaved and heaved: "Damn Fake, Shet, the mountain is not a ......"
Edith Roosevelt had returned to Washington.
As soon as I entered the house, I heard Da Luo's chattering and cursing.
She hurriedly persuaded: "Theodore, don't be angry, who made you angry?" β
Da Luo saw his wife, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Edie, did something strange happen when you were in New York?" β
Edith Roosevelt wondered, "Yes, I was attacked, and Rockefeller did it, you know that." β
"Uh, what about the rest?"
Edith Roosevelt hesitated, and of course there was the tangled relationship between William Minna and Zhao Chuanxin, which she even heard next door......
But this kind of thing, it's better not to let Da Luo know.
Seeing her swallowing and spitting, Da Luo almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
The face is as black as the bottom of a pot.
And Zhao Chuanxin is very comfortable.
His final judgment was that Da Luo would not be serious.
It's not Da Luo's bottom line yet.
The reason is precisely the last sentence of Da Luo that threatens to blow up Ethan Manor.
People like them, what they do and what they say, are all for the result, and they are rarely self-motivated.
If they really want to deal with Zhao Chuanxin, they will be silent, and when Zhao Chuanxin finds out the clues, he must have been besieged by the army.
He went to the terrace, sat down in a chair, folded his legs on the table, and watched the neon glow of New York City blow the cool night breeze.
Life is like grinding your shoes, you can never pour that grain of sand.
There is always unfinished business.
Compared with the scene that Zhao Chuanxin wants 24 years later, it is very insignificant at the moment.
A few episodes, without diminishing their sincerity.
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When Zhao Chuanxin was blowing the evening breeze, Hong Kong Island, the headquarters of Xuantianzong.
Model worker Li Guangzong had already gotten up to work.
Write from the mailroom asking him to answer the phone.
It was Sun Gongwu who called.
Sun Gongwu sneered and said, "The matter has been clarified." β
Li Guangzong raised his eyebrows: "Where is the source?" β
"It is the weapon we bought......"
"......" Li Guangzong didn't know what to say.
From the beginning of the 19th century, the Tongzhi of Macao told the Portuguese leaders in Macao that they were not allowed to buy and sell contraband, but in fact they were talking about gunpowder and weapons.
Since then, the Qing government has said: "There is a matter of traitors communicating and trafficking." β
In 1845, Portugal unilaterally declared Macao a free port.
The so-called free port means that the Qing government is not under the control.
This is because of the Opium War, Britain gained power, the Qing court weakened, and Portugal couldn't wait to stand up and jump.
In 1887, a treaty was signed between China and Portugal, and Portugal completely occupied the island.
Piracy by Westerners is an ancestral craft, and in modern times, they have not been left behind, and the smuggling trade has never stopped.
As for weapons, there are many buyers, not only Sun Gongwu's people, but also other bandits, because they are in relatively high demand, and the price of weapons and ammunition has been repeatedly raised.
According to Li Guangzong's understanding, the quick grab of 7 yuan on Hong Kong Island often costs 20 yuan to be transported to the mainland, and the price is raised by more than 10 yuan.
Recently, the frequent movement of weapons smuggling boats is related to the fact that Sun Gongwu and his actions have been constantly large and small this year.
Sun Gongwu explained clearly and said, "Mr. Li, the truth is like this, you don't have to worry. β
Li Guangzong's brows were still furrowed: "I'm worried, but it's not just that. β
"Huh? So what else? β
"Earlier this year, a British merchant ship was hijacked and a British doctor died," Lee said. At that time, the Qing court was intimidated by the British and wanted to hand over the arrest rights in eastern Guangdong and Liangjiang to the British. Fortunately, Zhang Renjun, the governor of Liangguang and the minister of Nanyang, mediated and asked for this power back. However, the British have measured the sea surface of Huizhou many times. The Japanese ships were able to pass without hindrance, and we don't know if they were carrying soldiers or weapons. β
"Don't worry about that." Sun Gongwu felt that Li Guangzong was worrying about the sky. "I know about it. However, that Zhang Renjun is really a masterpiece. It was heard that after he wanted to return the arrest power, the Governor of Hong Kong Island, Lu Ji, made a special trip to meet with Zhang Renjun, and the Governor's wife also visited Mrs. Zhang Renjun and treated her with courtesy. I heard that the Cantonese people have a reputation for China's decent diplomacy. β
"......" Li Guangzong was speechless: "I just want to know, how humble does this have to be, this bit of, can people be proud?"
The governor of the British, in front of the gentleman, does not dare to fart, and it is not much more difficult to call him than to call a dog. β
This was the case in the past, and even more so in Lugi now.
Sun Gongwu choked and coughed twice: "In any case, this can be regarded as a diplomatic victory." β
Li Guangzong didn't want to talk about these useless things.
What kind of bullshit governor, even if the gentleman is not there, he Li Guangzong speaks, then Lu Ji has to give a few thin noodles.
"My fears are not unfounded," he said. I received rumors that the Japanese had built a secret unit called the Light Cavalry Skeleton Combat Team in order to deal with Mr. Hasegawa Yoshimichi. I'm afraid that they will collude with the British, which will be detrimental to our Xuantian Sect. β
Hussar Skeleton Combat Team.
No matter how Li Guangzong heard this name, he felt that it was aimed at Zhao Chuanxin and the insurance team in Lugang Town.
Why?
The insurance team is dominated by light cavalry.
And who doesn't know that Zhao Chuanxin often runs rampant wearing a skull mask?
"Is there such a thing?" Sun Gongwu was taken aback: "But come to think of it, you are not afraid of them, right?" β
The image of the insurance team in Sun Gongwu's heart is very high.
Li Guangzong breathed a sigh of relief and said cautiously: "It is said that this time is different, this combat team, with a Japanese imperial background, is not large, and the composition is all elite in the army, and officers with rich combat experience, and their treatment and pensions are all on par with the standards of the Lugang Town Insurance Team. β
Sun Gongwu was speechless.
Equal treatment to the insurance team?
Isn't that not treating money as money?
"Forget it, it's useless to tell you these things, I'd better find a way to send someone to investigate."
Li Guangzong had already begun to raise funds and sent people to Macao to infiltrate.
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The next day, Zhao Chuanxin got up and took back the paper pig.
He had one more thing to do today, and he was almost ready to end his trip to New York.
After washing up, he came to the restaurant refreshed.
Even if there was a tragedy in the lobby downstairs last night, the occupants here should eat and drink without being affected in the slightest.
This is New York.
Zhao Chuanxin walked into the restaurant, and the waiter instinctively wanted to stop it, but suddenly thought of something and stopped.
"Stop, why don't you stop me?"
The St. Regis Hotel is a big hotel after all, and not everyone has seen Zhao Chuanxin, such as the waiter in front of him.
He hesitated slightly: "Is the gentleman alone?" β
Zhao Chuanxin's chick pecked the rice and nodded: "Yes, yes, it's just one person." β
The waiter didn't stop him, but he didn't enter, waiting for the waiter's next reaction.
Waiter: "Then, please come in." β
Zhao Chuanxin reminded him: "Is there any process that hasn't been followed?" Or is there something left unsaid? It's so uncomfortable to hold back. β
"No, no, really." The waiter hurriedly said.
"Good."
Zhao Chuanxin had a pleasant breakfast.
After dinner, he took a horse-drawn carriage to the port, changed to a ferry, and rushed to the town of Osinen.
Carriages, trains, carriages, plus the time spent walking and waiting in between, shared almost 5 hours.
If the Azure Ghost Armor is still there, Zhao Chuanxin can shorten the time to less than 2 hours by taking the waterway.
Smart gyroscopes can actually float on water, or even faster, but the rivers and seas in winter are too cold, and the legs and feet are frozen......
Zhao Chuanxin got out of the carriage and looked at his watch as he walked towards Xinxin Prison.
The guards at the prison gate heard him muttering, "Rub, I can't catch lunch." β
Prison Guard: "......"
(End of chapter)