The prison guard had never seen Zhao Chuanxin, so he dutifully stopped him: "Are you here to visit the prison?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes rolled: "Yes." ”

The prison guard said, "Come with me and search my body and hand over my belongings." ”

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "I have no money, no weapons." ”

The prison guard's face was not very good-looking, and he pointed to the small black room next to him: "Go there." ”

"What for?"

"If you want to go, where is all this nonsense?"

Zhao Chuanxin really went with him.

The prison guard pointed to Zhao Chuanxin: "Rings, necklaces, watches, bracelets, all jewelry have been taken off." ”

Hehe, the ring is the Immortal Bird Xuan Ring, and the other silver ring is a token of the coronation ceremony of the Dining Car Gang. One of the necklaces is a small King Kong Bodhi with turquoise and 24K gold gaskets, spinach green disciple beads, and Zhao Chuanxin's - secret space pendant. The bracelet is Thor's hammer and the watch is the original Cartier pilot's watch.

When the other party wants these things, he has basically sentenced himself to death.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that there was a chair in the room, Shi Shiran sat down, took out a cigarette and lit it: "Do you treat everyone like this, or only to non-white people?" ”

Seeing that he was so arrogant, the prison guard was angry: "Chinese Yankee, do you know where you are?" ”

When Zhao Chuanxin heard this, he knew that this dog was a discriminatory dog.

He got up, stepped forward, and quickly pressed down on the guard's gun.

The prison guards were taken aback, but they didn't expect someone to have the audacity to grab a gun.

wanted to tug of war, but where was his strength Zhao Chuanxin's opponent, and the gun was taken away with a single shot.

Zhao Chuanxin casually hung the shoulder strap of the rifle on his left shoulder, and grabbed the prison guard's hair with his right hand: "You are fat, newcomer?" ”

The prison guard slapped Zhao Chuanxin's arm, but Zhao Chuanxin basically ignored the scraping output.

He grabbed the guard by the hair, pulled him out of the small black room, and walked towards the prison.

"Who, stop!"

On the sentry tower, the prison guard scolded and raised his gun by the way.

Zhao Chuanxin looked up: "Count to three, put down the gun, three!" ”

The prison guard on the sentry tower saw Zhao Chuanxin: "Chen Yigeng? No...... Zhao Chuanxin! ”

He hesitated, not moving.

Rumble......

Zhao Chuanxin fired a shot with a Winchester M1897.

The prison guard on the sentry tower fell off top-heavy, his body was beaten into a sieve, and he fell to his death if he didn't die.

A large number of prison guards heard the gunshots and ran out.

They all knew Chen Yigeng, no, it was Zhao Chuanxin.

Almost all of them knew that Chen Yigeng was Zhao Chuanxin.

A group of prison guards retreated.

Whenever he encounters this kind of thing, Zhao Chuanxin will think about what would happen if it wasn't him Zhao Chuanxin today, and if he was replaced by other compatriots here.

The conclusion was - miserable.

If there is injustice, then there is injustice everywhere in New York.

Zhao Chuanxin put the prison guard in front, calmly took out the God of War M1907 and loaded it: "Laugh and drink a glass of wine, kill people in prison." The shy road is easy to be cold, and the sun is full of rainbows. ”

The puppet was furious, and blood splattered five steps.

"Wait......"

"If you have something to say, it's good to say."

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the prison guard's hair: "If there is a fart, release it quickly." ”

Chen ...... Zhao Chuanxin, why did he kill people? ”

"You'll have to ask him." Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the prison guard's hair and shrugged forward.

"What stupid thing did you do to offend him?"

After the prison guard learned that this person was Zhao Chuanxin, he was almost frightened: "I'm just ...... Follow the process ......"

Hearing that "according to the process", Zhao Chuanxin became a nameless fire, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against his head.

Sudden Sudden Sudden ......

The prison guards on the opposite side were stunned.

I watched the prison guard's head smash.

"Vomit ......"

After Zhao Chuanxin finished venting, he pointed to the people opposite: "Do you have any opinions?" It can be mentioned, but it is not necessarily good or not. ”

Seeing that no one answered, Zhao Chuanxin strode over.

Everywhere they passed, everyone avoided them like snakes and scorpions.

Chen Yigeng is not easy to mess with, and Zhao Chuanxin is even more difficult.

But the prison guards did not dare to leave, and sent someone to inform the warden, and at the same time, they followed not far away.

Zhao Chuanxin turned his head: "Bring Andrew Miller up." ”

The prison guards could not listen, but they did not dare to resist.

Look at each other and stall for time.

Zhao Chuanxin's personality was not violent, but the wind and clouds brought him to the wind.

He was about to speak, when Thomas Osborne, the warden of Sinsing Prison, ran forward, and the uppers of his leather shoes were out of shape.

"Zhao Chuanxin, don't act rashly, I'm here......"

Zhao Chuanxin: "......"

Thomas Osborne usually neglects to exercise and is out of breath.

Holding his knees for a long time before he gasped: "Man, it's not appropriate to kill people when you come back from a long vacation, right?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin forcibly asked for leave to leave Xinxin Prison, and at this time forcibly returned.

Thomas Osborne has soft nails in his words.

"Osborne, I remember you have a habit of reading newspapers, don't you know what I've been up to lately?" Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the broken corpse on the ground: "If I were a prisoner, it would be fine, but just now when I was a prisoner, he saw that I was Chinese, so he dragged me to a small black room and wanted to rob me of my money." If it weren't for me today, the prisoners would have lost not only their belongings, but even their lives. ”

It's entirely possible.

This is a chaotic and crazy era, where murder and corpses abound.

A few random hooks in the stinky ditch may be able to fish out the corpse of the giant.

Thomas Osborne was stunned.

His eyes were sharp, scanning the guards.

They bowed their heads weakly.

This kind of thing is not always wrong, only the wrong era, and there is no wrong way.

In this era, Zhao Chuanxin's Vajra method is the only way to make a difference in the white world.

But no one is perfect in his deeds, and no one is perfect in his heart.

Thomas Osborne licked his lips, sighed and said, "Zhao Chuanxin, I will rectify the prison, what do you think?" ”

"Yes!"

Thomas Osborne brushed his messy hair: "Do you have anything else to do?" ”

If it's okay, get out of here.

"Bring Andrew Miller out." Zhao Chuanxin wiped his hands with a rag and said, "I'm going to take him away." ”

Thomas Osborne just wanted to speak, but Zhao Chuanxin threw away the rag, took out a wad of banknotes and threw it on the table: "You take it and divide it, and those who see it have a share." ”

In this way, Thomas Osborne's words were blocked back and replaced with a smile: "But! ”

Andrew Miller walked out of the prison in a daze, and the prison guards escorted him with cold faces all the time.

It wasn't until he saw Zhao Chuanxin at the prison gate that Andrew Miller suddenly couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Sect Master, you really came to save me." ”

Zhao Chuanxin took him to the carriage waiting outside.

"I'm leaving the U.S. in five days, and I have a mission for you." ”

"Sect Master, you say, I owe you my life." Andrew Miller said.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't kill him, saved his life many times, and now fished him out.

Entong reinvented.

"I want you to develop the Yeju God Cult, build churches, gather believers, and popularize influence."

That's exactly what Andrew Miller is willing to do at the moment.

He patted his chest and promised, "I'm good at this." But, Master, what is our doctrine? The myths I have made up before have always felt similar to the Bible. ”

Since Zhao Chuanxin learned that the diary was the "Old God Codex", he suddenly had some ideas.

"The gods created by men are always merciful and exalted.

The gods of our Yajug God Cult want to be different.

God is indescribable, God rules everything, people's dreams, trances, crazy babbling, may be God is in control.

God may not belong to this world, God comes from another dimension.

God has no good or evil.

God doesn't love the world, He doesn't save a good terminally ill person, He doesn't punish a healthy and healthy villain.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. ”

Andrew Miller was puzzled: "Master, in this way, are there still believers?" ”

God loves the world.

This lie has made countless people rush to it.

Andrew Miller now reads the Bible every day to find opportunities for growth.

Zhao Chuanxin affirmed: "Maybe not much, but there will definitely be, and it must be a die-hard fan."

What we can give believers is the driving force behind humanity's quest for the unknown and fear.

The world is as obscure as the smoky sky over New York, and people of faith are often more willing to explore the unknown and fear after losing their faith.

It is also a need of the heart. ”

Andrew Miller was skeptical, but did not deny Zhao's words.

The Sect Master is definitely right.

He asked, "What should the night pot god be like?" The shape of the night pot? ”

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "The Night Pot God is a pronoun, representing a god who has descended from an unknown world, not just one.

There are five characteristics that you should keep in mind that the rest of the story should revolve around them:

1. Powerful Strength - The Yaju God has extraordinary powers, can raze hills to the ground, can cause volcanic eruptions, can destroy cities, and can control the elements of nature.

2. Ancient beings – They existed between heaven and earth long before the advent of humans.

3. Supernatural abilities - can exercise mind control over humans, produce hallucinations, transmit messages, invade dreams, and more. Has a super high IQ, and a cunning or cruel personality. Able to travel between dimensions. Some Yeju gods can also be incarnated into books, using this as a dimensional barrier to dominate the world in books, which is the same as the earth. Perhaps, the earth is the book of some nightpot god.

4. Unspeakable Appearance – You can never describe a specific image of the Yeju God, but it is certain that their appearance is bound to make humans panic, but people do not know the meaning behind their shape.

5. Non-human ways of thinking – Humans can never use their own moral system to speculate on the actions and reactions of the Yaju God. Because, humans will think that the Yeju God is crazy, but in fact, it is just that humans do not understand. For example, there are many unsolved mysteries in the world, unknowable supernatural phenomena, which human beings can never decipher, and once they happen, human beings will despair.

Also, you have to create a lot of obscure symbols, and you can give them meaning to good or evil, but don't decipher the principle, because you don't know either. ”

The more Andrew Miller listened, the more excited he became, and it was so interesting.

The believer doesn't understand, he doesn't understand, the world doesn't understand, but the Yaju God himself knows the truth.

It's a secret that can never be explored.

After thinking about it, he asked, "Sect Master, are all these gods called the Night Pot God?" ”

"The Yeju God is a general term, and you can name them specifically. It can continue to be classified, under the collective name of the Night Pot God, there are also the disciples of the old rulers, there are ancient gods, and there are demon kings, such as the disciples of the old rulers and the power of the demon kings are offset and a stable world is produced. There is also the Lord of the Gods, who has been sleeping, but if he wakes up, the world will be destroyed, and this setting will make believers walk on thin ice and feel oppressive. Followers of the Old Dominator will sing lullaies in the ears of the Lord of the Gods to prevent him from awakening. But there is a god called 'Noise', and 'Noise' always has to make noise, which will wake up the sleeping Old Ruler or Demon King, and of course it will also wake up the Lord of the Gods, so many gods are very annoying to him......"

Andrew Miller was so excited that the Sect Master subdivided the story again.

He even wondered if it was true.

Because the sect leader said that he has a nose and eyes, and the sect leader himself is also a mysterious and mysterious man, sometimes saving people and sometimes killing people, moody and unpredictable.

He is powerful, supernatural, and has an abnormal human mind, but he can be named, ancient or not ancient, who knows?

Could the human body of the Sect Master be a simple incarnation? Is the Master the Ruler of the Old Days?

Recommend a book [Cao Cao crosses Wu Dalang]

I have a good relationship with the author of this book. Without each other's knowledge, they read each other's books, and at the same time they both liked each other's books.

We exchanged a few words briefly and had a business exchange.

And then it just so happened that the operation also read our book at the same time.

The brain hole of this book is something I dare not think of, is it because of his height that Cao Cao and Wu Dalang are linked?

Just listening to the title of this book, do you feel a cool breath rising from the tail vertebrae? This is a book that you won't be disappointed with after reading it.

(End of chapter)