The old man's body shook, and the first thing that surged in his heart was not the pleasure of revenge, but worry: "The lives of the old man and his family are on the front line, so don't have the rest of the bandits come to seek revenge." ”

The heart says that you fight and kill, but it is we who are hurt.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: "No matter who comes, you tell him that my name is Zhao Chuanxin, and your grandson's master is called Zhao Chuanxin, if something can happen, don't care about the princes and nobles, Zhao will definitely let him bleed and slaughter him." ”

The old man didn't seem to have heard the words "Zhao Chuanxin", but when he saw that Zhao Chuanxin was sure, he believed it.

"But my eldest grandson is still young......"

Even if he believed it, the old man was still reluctant to give up his grandson.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't take his grandson away with a word.

In his opinion, Zhao Chuanxin can't say which mountain is also the king, the lock that cut the head of the chicken and burned the yellow paper, and took his grandson to the grass on the mountain.

In that case, the old man would have to stop him even if he fought with him.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled slightly: "Accepting him as an apprentice has become a foregone conclusion." It's just that I don't take him away now, just give you some time to inquire about Zhao's details. ”

After speaking, Zhao Chuanxin copied it into his arms, and there was an extra bag in his hand, which jingled and was full of silver dollars.

Throwing the bag to the old man: "This is my apprentice's expenses during this time, and you can't lose your foundation if you eat and drink well." The next time I come, I will officially apprentice. ”

He took out another bag of candied fruit and stuffed it into the arms of his eldest grandson: "You eat first, and let your grandfather buy it again when you are done." Whoever bullies you, you tell him that your master is Zhao Chuanxin. ”

"Master, my name is Yao Bing."

Zhao Chuanxin touched Yao Bing's head, took out gauze and alcohol, disinfected him first, and then wrapped the wound.

Old Yao Tou opened the bag and took a look, he had never seen so much silver in his life.

The big money is full of color and can blind people's eyes.

He was breathless.

Zhao Chuanxin arched his hand towards Lao Yao's head: "I still have to chase the Japanese, go first." ”

With that, he turned and disappeared.

Old Yao Tou rubbed his eyes, convinced that he was not dazzled, and hugged Yao Bing in his arms, for fear that his eldest grandson would sneak away with Zhao Chuanxin.

At the same time, he clenched the bag containing silver dollars in his hand.

And after another hour passed, a number of riders came from the west through the mountains.

The person who came was a half-grown boy, and the old Yao Tou recognized that this child had come with Babu Zabu that day, which frightened him.

This group of people has no guns, but they have knives and bows on their bodies, and they are full of quivers, all of whom are powerful steppe men.

He was afraid of robbing him of his money, and he was even more afraid that someone would hurt his grandson.

The person who came was Xu Hongyan.

Xu Hongyan turned over and dismounted, and stepped forward quickly: "Old man, has Mr. Zhao been here?" ”

Lao Yao Tou directly chose not to hide it this time: "He said that his name is Zhao Chuanxin and he has left, and he asked the old man to warn you that if anyone dares to hurt the old man's grandson again, he will slaughter him all ......over the house."

After speaking, he looked at the group of people with anxiety.

Report the person's name, and I don't know if it works?

Xu Hongyan was speechless: "I misunderstood, I have no malicious intent, I want to worship Mr. Zhao as a teacher." ”

Old Yao Tou breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately asked curiously: "Who is this Mr. Zhao?" ”

Yao Bing's cheeks were bulging, because there was candied fruit stuffed in it, he was reluctant to eat it all in one bite, and smacked the taste in his mouth.

He smiled, and raised his head proudly: "That's my master." ”

Xu Hongyan: "......"

I'm blanching, Mr. Zhao doesn't want a genius like me to be an apprentice, but he accepted such a little boy farmer?

Yes, Mr. Zhao must have taken him as an apprentice out of guilt.

This made Xu Hongyan can't help but look at Yao Bing's ears, and said in his heart that I can also cut off half of my own ears, as long as I can be taken as a disciple......

Straight slap on the thigh with regret......

He told Lao Yao Tou about Zhao Chuanxin's deeds, and a series of events that happened in the palace of the prince of Kara-Qingong, and how miserable Babu Zabu's death was.

Old Yao Tou was dumbfounded when he heard this: "This, this ......"

He couldn't believe that one man could go so far.

Don't they all say that two fists are hard to beat four hands, and a good tiger can't stand a pack of wolves?

Not to mention the era of thermal weapons, how can one person beat a group of people?

Xu Hongyan saw that he didn't believe it, so he pointed to the men behind him who were instructed by Jin Jin to escort him: "These heroes are all witnesses. ”

Everyone nodded solemnly, they really saw it with their own eyes.

"My master will teach me how to go into battle and kill thieves." Yao Bing said proudly.

Ten jars of vinegar soaked in garlic, Xu Hongyan's heart is sour.

This kid is so biao, why doesn't Mr. Zhao accept me, a clever ghost, as an apprentice?

He said sourly: "Your master is known as the god of war, and you are really blessed to fight invincible opponents all over the world......

Old Yao Tou sighed: "The knife and gun have no eyes, what kind of blessing is it?" ”

He didn't want to send his grandson to war.

Xu Hongyan said: "Even if you don't go into battle, if you learn Mr. Zhao's skills, the game world will be fast......"

This is also his wish, he is not interested in fighting and killing.

……

Shiro Yoshida and his entourage went south from KLQQ, exhausted from the overnight journey.

In the morning, I couldn't help but feel sleepy and found a place to sleep.

They hit the road again and soon arrived at the Yudai River.

The river was too wide to cross, so the palace guards said, "Let's go downstream along the river, find a shallow place to cross the river, or bypass it." ”

Yoshida Shiro shook his head: "No, you can't go around, you have to find a way to cross the river, and I can only feel at ease when I arrive in the capital as soon as possible." ”

When he fled last night, he didn't feel anything.

But the more I walked, the more panicked I became, especially just now, my heart was about to jump out of my chest.

He thinks it's a bad omen.

As I walked along the river, I met a bald foreigner with a camera taking pictures.

The two sides looked at each other, and Shiro Yoshida heard the foreigner say, "Hey, it seems that the one on the horse is Japanese." ”

Shiro Yoshida's face changed.

He also looked and saw that the foreigner was carrying a glass cart and a groom, and no one else.

The so-called glass car is the kind of carriage of the rich family, inlaid with glass windows.

Shiro Yoshida whispered to the palace guards: "Kill this foreigner and groom, otherwise they may reveal our whereabouts." ”

The palace guards suddenly shook their heads: "No, the prince told me not to make extraneous branches, the boundary of Rehe, known as the second national capital, is the royal hunting ground, and it is difficult to end the incident." ”

Generally speaking, it is difficult for Westerners to distinguish between Asians, but this bald foreigner recognizes him as Japanese.

Shiro Yoshida's eyes rolled, and he wanted to cook raw rice to mature rice, so he immediately took out a pistol and pointed it at the foreigner.

The foreigner was taken aback: "Bosses, don't hurt me, give you all the money." ”

In this realm, anyone who sees an official or a soldier or even a patrol officer is called the boss.

Even foreigners understand this.

Shiro Yoshida's gun was double-action, and the trigger was heavy.

When the foreigner saw his fingers move, he hurriedly reported to his house in fright: "I am a German architect, Berschmann, you can't kill me." ”

however

Bang......

The gun still went off, but it wasn't from Shiro Yoshida's revolver.

Shiro Yoshida was hit in the hand, one of his fingers disappeared, and the gun fell to the ground.

"Ah......h

Dozens of meters away, Zhao Chuanxin carried Li Enfield on his shoulders and stepped on the ethereal traveler and galloped over.

The guards were shocked, and the last one wanted to touch the gun, but Zhao Chuanxin had already come closer, jumped up with the butt of the gun upside down, and smashed it on the guard's cheek.

The guards immediately fell off their horses.

Zhao Chuanxin held a cigarette in his mouth and pointed his gun at everyone.

One of the guards said sharply: "We are the guards of the Prince's Palace, who are you?" ”

"I'm Zhao Chuanxin." Zhao Chuanxin said lightly.

“……”

In a word, everyone turns off the fire.

Zhao Chuanxin put down the muzzle of the gun and pulled Shiro Yoshida off the horse.

Shiro Yoshida covered his severed finger and asked in horror, "Impossible, why did you chase after him so quickly?" ”

But they had been on the road all night, and had walked for half an hour during the day.

In fact, it didn't take Zhao Chuanxin an hour to catch up with them.

And that's not even counting the time he's been tracking trails along the way, and there's only one road to Rehe.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Shiro Yoshida's hair and raised his head: "Is it your turn to ask?" Let's say, in the capital, in addition to Yasuya Uchida, Yasunosuke Sato, and Shiro Hidakamatsu, who is the so-called big man? ”

This is the purpose of Zhao Chuanxin chasing him first.

Shiro Yoshida's pupils constricted, but he didn't expect Zhao Chuanxin to know so much.

"I, I don't know ......"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his knee and hit Shiro Yoshida's crotch.

"Whew......"

"Say, who is that man?"

Shiro Yoshida's eyes bulged: "I, I don't know ......"

Zhao Chuanxin hit his knee again.

"Whew......"

Everyone watched and clamped their legs, empathizing.

At this time, the foreigner's eyes rolled and he suddenly asked, "This gentleman, can you tell me who this Japanese is?" What identity? He just wanted to kill me, and I'm going to report this to the embassy. ”

"Hehe, his name is Shiro Yoshida, he is a lieutenant in the Japanese Army, and now he is a spy." Zhao Chuanxin didn't hide it, and let them go dog-eat-dog.

"My name is Berschmann, Ernst Berschmann, a German architect, and I have come to China to study ......"

"Alright, shut up, I haven't finished asking yet." Zhao Chuanxin was impatient and reported himself to his home.

Berschman: "......"

Shiro Yoshida opened his mouth: "I ......"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his knee and bumped again.

"Whew......" Shiro Yoshida called out a wolf howl.

He wanted to jump on his feet, but Zhao Chuanxin held his hair very firmly, and his head always maintained a position, so he couldn't jump up at all, so he could only cover his crotch and face was full of pain.

"I said, I said...... That person was the military attache of the embassy - Nobujun Aoki! ”

Hey?

Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes and recalled carefully.

It turned out to be this product.

This person is known as the "King of Spies" in modern times, and it is said that Kenji Dohihara also has to call him Grandpa.

Even if Zhao Chuanxin had already believed seven or eight points in his heart, he still raised his knee again.

"Whew......"

Shiro Yoshida felt that he was afraid that he was already broken.

Zhao Chuanxin blew a puff of cigarette into his face: "I think you are lying." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, it's really military attache Aoki Xuanchun, all the special task classes are planned for him."

Zhao Chuanxin lifted Yoshida Shiro with both hands and threw it upward.

Then he turned around unhurriedly and kicked sideways, just in time for Shiro Yoshida to fall and was kicked in the chest.

Click......

With a powerful kick, Shiro Yoshida's chest was dented.

flew out and rolled on the ground a few times, vomited a mouthful of blood and died.

Frightened, Boschman retreated, hitting the wheels of the carriage before stopping.

As he kept his balance, he inadvertently stabbed his finger in the horse's eye, and the horse stumbled forward in pain, and the wheel ran over Shiro Yoshida's corpse and crashed into the crowd.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward, sank his waist immediately, stretched out his hand to grab the wheel, and burst out of his mouth: "Drink!" ”

The horse stopped on the spot, and the butt of the car fell off half of its head, drifting three meters on the ground.

The crowd was stunned.

I'm blanching, what kind of immortal power is this?

Zhao Chuanxin straightened his waist like no one else, and clapped his palms: "Go back and tell Gongsang Norbu that I have already killed the person." ”

The guards didn't dare to move, and nodded honestly one by one.

Just as Zhao Chuanxin was about to leave, Boschman suddenly spoke: "Wait, sir, what's your name?" ”

"Zhao Chuanxin!" Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth, flicked off the cigarette butt, and headed north again.

Boschman touched his bald head: "Zhao Chuanxin? Very familiar name. ”

The palace guards looked at him speechlessly: "God of War Zhao Chuanxin, haven't you heard of it?" ”

Boschman suddenly realized: "The butcher of the Far East? ”

The guards were in their hearts: "Hugh is talking nonsense! ”

If the killing god is brought back, it is not certain how everyone will die.

Berschmann is a very pure scholar, specializing in architecture, and is very interested in Chinese architecture, and this is the second time he has visited China.

In three of his six subsequent monographs on Chinese architecture, the name Zhao Chuanxin was mentioned.

In the text, he said: On the emperor's birthday or New Year's Day, civil and military officials and the people of the world will gather in the temples of every city or village to bow to the emperor. When they perform the three kneels and nine prostrations, they all face the north so that they can face the mirror of the sun, the Son of Heaven. But I believe that Zhao Chuanxin will never bow down, he is a man who does not take the Son of Heaven in his eyes at all......

……

Zhao Chuanxin fastened his buttons, put on diving goggles and a hat, and covered his mouth and nose with an Arabic scarf.

He now wanted to build a motorcycle helmet, and the wind was too noisy.

On the contrary, the clothes have the windproof effect of a motorcycle suit.

He started from Rehe Guandao, re-arrived at KLQQ in more than half an hour, and continued to hurry non-stop.

When he reached the grassland, the power of the old sacred fire was constantly out, and the ethereal traveler almost flew with him.

Pastures, fertile fields, rivers......

Dustpan palm, small tower camp, ingots, Shenjiawo...... One by one, boundary pillars were left behind.

At such a fast speed, Zhao Chuanxin needs to concentrate and maintain a posture that leans forward just right.

Even he couldn't stand it for a long time, so he didn't know how to extract the particle stream from the greeting of the Lord of Run, so that the root of the starry sky could absorb and store power.

The ox cart carrying the grain swayed along the road, and the man who was holding the ox looked up coldly, and saw the smoke and dust billowing in the distance, and then the placket of his clothes was lifted by the wind.

He saw only a figure, which came and went quickly, and the old cow had disappeared on the road as soon as he turned his head and looked curiously.

Ahead, there was a very light rain, thin and dense, and the rain fell obliquely.

It's so gentle that when you let your guard down, you feel cold to the bone.

Zhao Chuanxin's speed was fast, and before he could get soaked, he had already passed through a dark cloud overhead.

On the contrary, the front is full of yellow sand, and the population is withered, and even if there is farmland, it is still dry land, and even weeds do not want to grow here.

Zhao Chuanxin is a little lost.

He leaned back slightly, the ethereal traveler's ghostly light arcing across the ground, sending stones flying and choking on the dust.

He stopped, put his hand on the pergola and looked at it, only to see that there was a ditch in front of him, and there seemed to be a house in the ditch.

He ran over, and sure enough, he saw several families in the low-lying ditch.

"Brother, where is this?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked up and asked a man who was repairing the roof.

The man stretched out his head and looked: "Zhao Wuda League, go down to the ditch." ”

Zhao Chuanxin didn't listen to it, but when he heard it, he was even more confused: "How far is this place from Jeri-Mumeng KEQZYHQ?" ”

The man put down the thatch in his hand: "Oh, that's far away." ”

“……”

But as long as he says something useful, Zhao Chuanxin can't be popular.

He hissed: "Brother, you can say well, I am going to the palace of Prince Bodol Gatai, which direction do I want to go, how far do I have to go?" ”

The man thought for a while, pointed to the east and said, "If you have a horse, keep walking, and you will arrive after walking three or four hundred miles." If you walk on foot, you can walk for ten days and half a month, and it will be almost the same for five or seven or eight days. Look at your fine skin and tender meat, I'm afraid that I will teach the horse bandits to intercept and kill them halfway......"

(End of chapter)