Zhao Chuanxin put down the newspaper and slowly got up.

His ten fingers clenched his fists, making a "gaba gaba" sound.

He smiled and said, "Very good, I'll send a pillow when I fall asleep." If Lao Tzu doesn't beat you out of the juice today, Lao Tzu won't be surnamed Zhao! ”

As he spoke, he took off his suit jacket and threw it to Bayar.

The Yankees who scolded Zhao Chuanxin as a "yellow pig" were grabbed by Zhao Chuanxin's lightning-fast reach and grabbed his wrist, pushed and pulled a set of throws down, and the man's arm was dislocated.

"Ah......" he screamed, Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and slapped him, and his voice stopped abruptly.

This slap was full of hatred, planted the body of the Yankee, and smashed it on the foreign devil at the table next to him.

The latter two Yankees stepped forward to help and besieged Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward, and was hit in the chest with two punches that were neither light nor heavy, compared to the hammer-like pain of a rifle bullet hitting Gangyi's armor, it was as painless as tickling.

He opened his bow left and right, snapping his elbows, and the left and right cheeks of the two of them were visibly swollen.

But Zhao Chuanxin didn't make a dead move, so he was able to return an eye for an eye and take his time.

He grabbed one of the men by the head and pressed it down towards the small dining table.

Bang......

The ghosts in the first-class carriage cried wolf, and not only the three people who were beaten, but the rest of the passengers were also frightened.

A Yankee jumped up and pounced on Zhao Chuanxin from behind.

The American tried to drag Zhao Chuanxin down from behind, and his feet left the ground and fell hard.

However, Zhao Chuanxin's tall body took root and did not move at all.

Instead, his right hand went around the back of his neck, grabbed the other party's hair, and forcibly pulled the Yankee down.

Reaching out, he took out the scepter of redemption and smashed the tail of the scepter against the Yankee's teeth.

Knock them down one by one.

Zhao Chuanxin's mind hovered with the picture of Tan Jinyong being extremely indignant and jumping into the river in despair after being humiliated.

When he remembered that sentence, he bared his teeth and smiled: "All Americans will be beaten, and no one is exempt." ”

The foreigners in the carriage were silent.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "This gentleman, please respect yourself, Americans are also human ......"

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned his head, raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha...... Wrong, Americans are not people, Americans deserve to die! So, you're also an American? ”

"No, I'm British."

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at him and asked word by word: "Do you want to stand up for him?" ”

The Brit looked left and right and saw the anger of the rest of the foreigners in the first-class carriage.

He stood up suddenly: "Everyone, this madman, if we don't stop him, we are all in danger. ”

Zhao Chuanxin looked around, half of them were indifferent, and six or seven people got up at the same time and gathered towards the man.

One of them pulled out his revolver and said in a deep voice, "Sir, please stop the violence immediately, or I will shoot." ”

At this time, there was no security check on the train, and even in the 21st century, some European countries still did not have security check when taking the train.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the Mosin Nagant wheel, shook his hand and shot it, and the last shot came first.

Bang!

The man's fingers were broken, and the wheel in his hand fell to the ground.

A man next to him bent down to pick it up, Zhao Chuanxin waited happily, and when the other party picked up the gun, he shook his hand and shot it again.

Bang!

The index finger is disconnected from the middle.

"Ah......h

The gun landed again, and no one dared to pick it up, but the few people who stood up raised their hands in surrender.

Wheel marksmanship, they served.

Bayar didn't expect Zhao Chuanxin to have a pistol, and he had never seen him use it before.

Mosin Nagant's wheel spun around between his fingers, and Zhao Chuanxin put it away, walked over and picked up the wheel gun on the ground.

"I am Chinese. ”

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why.

Zhao Chuanxin continued: "Today, I want to humiliate you. ”

Everyone: "......"

Zhao Chuanxin saw a person with a whip pinned to his waist, this thing is very common now, and it is used for self-defense.

He snatched it up and whipped them in the face.

Pia……

Pia……

Those people hugged their heads and ran away.

Zhao Chuanxin dialed the dragon ring, and the foreigner who had fled to the door of the carriage rolled and flew back upside down.

This person was head-down and was grabbed by Zhao Chuanxin by one leg.

Zhao Chuanxin took the whip and pulled it down in the middle.

"Whew......"

A terrible howl like a wolf sounded, and the man turned into a crotch pie, his face was as red as a pig's arch-mouth mushroom, and his two eyes were so hung out of their sockets.

Pia……

"Whew......"

The rest of the people left the men and women alone, and clamped their legs with empathy.

The sunlight shone in through the car window, but it was not enough, and Zhao Chuanxin released another stream of particles. He whipped frequently, and his endurance was endless, endless.

Whoever wanted to run, he flicked the dragon ring and sucked it back.

The rest of the carriage either covered their mouths or screamed, trembling with fear.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped for a moment, then took out the rope and threw it to Bayar: "Old man, tie these people up for me." ”

Bayar was obedient and acted immediately.

It's just that he doesn't know how to tie people's hands and feet, but ties six people back to back in a group.

Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck, jumped on the seat, and began to untie his belt.

Crash......

Zhao Chuanxin is very healthy, so in addition to the faint smell of ammonia, there is even a bit of an aromatic smell similar to grass.

There was an uproar.

"Oh, the cake buyer!"

“Jesus！”

"Oh Walter's Farke......"

Those few people suffered this great shame in front of everyone, and suddenly felt that life was worse than death.

Zhao Chuanxin blew the Hanging Divine Comedy, buckled his belt, and winked at the Yanmar next to him.

The woman was spotted peeping, and her face turned red. Seeing Zhao Chuanxin winking at her, he even blinked.

And her male partner's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he dared not speak angrily.

A Yankee tied up on the ground yelled hysterically: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you......"

Zhao Chuanxin broke the rope, put away the knife, and hooked his hand at him: "Come, I will fulfill you." ”

As a result, the Yankee shouted so loudly when he was tied up, and after he let go, he didn't dare to step forward.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and slapped him: "Aren't you going to kill me?" It's useless to give you a chance? ”

As he spoke, he handed over the revolver he had just picked up: "Don't say I didn't give you a chance, come, shoot." ”

The Yankees were holding guns and their faces were bruised.

But how to say it?

Americans are actually a little less arrogant than the British, a little more rugged and savage.

With a history of more than 100 years, they have relied on a brute force to support them and develop the American continent.

As soon as the Yankees gritted their teeth, they were about to pull the trigger.

Zhao Chuanxin snatched the gun in time and slapped his hand: "You won't be able to give you a chance." Come on, I'll give you another chance. ”

As he spoke, he handed the gun over again.

Yankee: "......"

He hesitated, and then wanted to pull this Colt SAA classic single-handed pistol.

However, he didn't seem to be very familiar with the gun, and he didn't know that he had to pull the hammer first, otherwise he would only pull the trigger, which was equivalent to an insured gun, and the gun didn't go off.

Zhao Chuanxin snatched it again, and slapped it over: "Fucking giving you a chance is still useless." ”

“……”

Yankees' bodies began to tremble.

Just when he wanted to shoot, he had exhausted all his courage, his adrenaline was rushing, and even his pupils were a little dilated.

Zhao Chuanxin spat at him in the face, and knocked him on the head with a revolver, and the blood flowed profusely.

"Rubbish! Litter! White-skinned pig! Americans just need to be beaten, a bunch of filthy, shameless, incompetent, lazy, cheap, obscene, hateful, superficial, obscene, stupid...... of dog stuff. ”

Because Zhao Chuanxin cut the rope, the other person wanted to fight hard, and just got up and rushed towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his left arm and pressed his head with one palm: "Go you!" ”

According to the other side's kick on the door, this person obviously leaned forward, but he was kicked by Zhao Chuanxin's body and then leaned back, flew out upside down, and knocked down the rest of the people before it was finished.

Zhao Chuanxin walked over, lifted his leather shoes, and stomped on the heads and faces of several people.

In a moment, several people had blue noses and swollen faces, blood from their mouths and noses, and they rolled on the ground begging for mercy.

"Rao? Spare you for being paralyzed, it's still early, if I don't beat you until midnight, I'm embarrassed to stop? ”

At this time, the woman who had just winked at her by Zhao Chuanxin hesitated for a moment and suddenly spoke: "Sir, it's not right to do this, it's barbaric......"

She thought that Zhao Chuanxin was a little interesting to her, and she could persuade the villains by her own appearance, and it would inevitably become a good story if she spread it.

Zhao Chuanxin looked back sharply, and rushed out five or six meters with an arrow step.

With lightning speed, he threw a big arm in the woman's face.

"Smack!"

The woman was stunned.

"Do you know why I hit you?"

The woman covered her face, tears rolled in her eyes, and she snorted aggrievedly, "No, I don't know." ”

I didn't expect this person to even beat a woman.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the newspaper from the table: "It's a moral gentleman like you who fights!" Come, Lao Tzu has never refused to be punished without teaching, from the beginning of you, everyone in this carriage has a share. ”

The woman took the newspaper weakly, her lips trembling to prevent her from crying, and forced herself to read it.

A Belgian said, "Sir, I can't read. ”

After saying that, he was a little smug on his face.

Zhao Chuanxin reversed Colt and slammed the man's temple with his handle without warning.

One at a time, two times, three times, four times......

Until the man's temples were blurred with blood, and he convulsed twice on the ground and died.

Zhao Chuanxin rubbed the handle of the gun clean on him, got up and said: "Damn, I can't see this kind of triumphant illiteracy in my life, you really deserve to die!" ”

(End of chapter)