"Excuse me, you're talking to me?"

Podubne stretched his upper body and looked at Zhao Chuanxin.

How to say it, with a gorilla-like physique, even if he is talking to Zhao Chuanxin, the momentum of the beast that erupts at any time when he changes color will still affect others, making people tremble, and his heart rises to his throat.

Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin, a Chinese with thin cheeks, blue stubble, and shaved hair on both sides.

He was wearing a black silk shirt, a waistcoat and a blazer blended with cotton and linen wool, the brightness gradually decreased from the inside out, especially the dark lines of the suit looked matte, with metal buttons, cuffs, and watch rings, all black was worn out of layers.

It is said that only the shoes and hair need to be seen to see the class, but in Zhao Chuanxin, the shoes and hair can't be seen.

What is abrupt is the style, and what is comfortable is the temperament.

His body slumped in the seat was also strong, but much thinner than Podubne's, because he was well-proportioned and not a martial artist's body.

The bystanders inexplicably sweated for the tongue-in-cheek Chinese.

Anger a 200-pound gorilla, don't you want to die?

It is said that East Asia-sick-husband is so important?

There were also Chinese people in the first-class carriage, for example, in the row behind Podubone, there was a middle-aged man in his thirties with two beards, and his beard deliberately imitated the Europeans and left a sharp upturned beard.

This person's name is Bai Wenwei, the second-class staff officer of the Naiji-Lin Border Affairs Office, and he is rushing to the capital to do business. If it weren't for Zhao Chuanxin's last year, he would have gone to North Korea to retrieve the "Great Dongyu Map", and this gentleman would have spent 500 oceans to redeem it next year in the original historical trajectory.

Although Zhao Chuanxin's salary is also very high and strong, Bai Wenwei believes that Zhao Chuanxin may not be a difficult opponent to mess with at first glance.

He couldn't watch his countrymen being bullied by the Russians, so he stood up and shouted: "This is the land of the Qing Dynasty, the land of China, and you have many insults in your words, so you really shouldn't have it, and I think you should apologize." ”

Anyway, the gentleman doesn't move his hands.

There is a kind of talk that we will win or lose.

Podubne was stunned: "Apologies? I think you should get him to apologize, otherwise I'll beat him until he apologizes. ”

The fingers as thick as carrots pointed at Zhao Chuanxin's urn and said angrily.

Zhao Chuanxin cut off the cigar head, lit it, and still slumped in the chair and looked at it with a smile.

Bai Wenwei was even more worried when he saw that Bodubone was like a beast, and even his vocal cords roared like a beast, with his own subwoofer effect, and he argued: "Even if he speaks inappropriately, it is because you are talking bad things behind your back." There is a saying in my country that a gentleman is frank, a villain is a relative, and he talks about the length behind his back, and he is not a gentleman! On the other hand, the gentleman accused him in person, and he thought that he was not at fault. ”

The Tsarist Russians, who had previously argued with the Americans about gold medals and physical fitness, were not convinced: "I don't have a long or bad discussion behind my back, isn't there still you here, and is there him?" Aren't you all Chinese? I say it to your face. ”

He pointed to Bai Wenwei and Zhao Chuanxin.

Bai Wenwei resigned solemnly: "That's not even more wrong, your country is also a big country, and it should have the bearing and majesty of a big country." The number of gold medals is related to whether the countries attach importance to the Olympic Games. Are we all athletes? If there is a competition of force, why doesn't this wrestler fight on the battlefield, are the passengers in this train all soldiers? ”

"This ...... You ......" the Russian man was speechless.

Bai Wenwei smiled contemptuously.

Fuck it, what the bullshit, try it on the battlefield, see how many bullets your tiger can resist, and see how many people you can outrun in the Olympics with a body of tendons?

How many are you going to show off your power here?

Podubne was angry.

But the mouth is definitely not as slippery as Bai Wenwei, and it is also said by Bai Wenwei that it is difficult to do it.

So, he sprinkled his anger on Zhao Chuanxin.

He got up suddenly, pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and said, "It's true that I'm not on the battlefield or in the arena, but isn't there someone who is not convinced?" This matter has nothing to do with you, it is an entanglement between me and this East Asian sick husband, and no one should stop me! ”

Between words, he narrowed the circle of East Asia-sick-husband, and only scolded Zhao Chuanxin alone, which can be regarded as a step.

Zhao Chuanxin hated being pointed at him the most in his life, but he made Bodubne point at him many times.

He rolled his eyes and threw the number 13 ball out.

I didn't calibrate it with a smart gyroscope, and I didn't even aim with my heart, I just thought about where to throw it.

The number 13 hit the finger of Podubone first.

Click......

The fingers are bent upwards at ninety degrees.

Then slammed into Podubne's chin.

This impact ejection angle is not scientific at all, but it is really happening right in front of the eyes.

Podubne seemed to have received an uppercut, his head lifted, his throat let out a "uh" sound, and he bit off a piece of flesh from the tip of his tongue, and his brain buzzed.

The No. 13 ball was equivalent to two bounces, and finally bounced back into Zhao Chuanxin's hand, but it had no strength.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up.

Good!

The 13th ball isn't a big killer, but it's definitely useful.

Podubne mainly practiced wrestling, and after a period of boxing, wrestling won a prize in France.

I've long been accustomed to pain and something, and injuries are commonplace.

He reluctantly pulled his fingers back into place, his heart was furious, and he rushed towards Zhao Chuanxin with a sigh.

"Ah......h

Zhao Chuanxin got up with a smile, took off his suit jacket and threw it to the woman opposite, who hurriedly caught it and looked at him worriedly.

Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck and handed the cigar to another woman to help hold it, his left foot slightly back, and his knees slightly bent.

Podubone and Zhao Chuanxin are of similar height, and they use wrestling as their main skill, so they want to stop Zhao Chuanxin and knock him down.

Zhao Chuanxin was still wearing a berserk armor, and since Podubone took the initiative to bend over, he was not polite, and raised his knees and jumped.

Click......

Bang!

With a crisp thud, Podubne's face collapsed—pushed against his knees.

At the same time, Zhao Chuanxin pressed down on his elbow and pressed against Podubne's back.

Podubné fell directly to the ground.

There was silence in the carriage.

Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin in shock.

Bai Wenwei's mouth opened into an "O".

All in all, no one could have imagined that this would be the case.

The contrast is too great.

Once Zhao Chuanxin lost a wild boar, and his old waist flashed.

That's basically not going to happen now.

His soul is still that soul, if there is a soul at all.

But Zhao Chuanxin's body is actually not the same body as it was at the beginning.

Strongman, Balancing, Starry Root, Heart of the Holy Spirit...... His body is more like a vessel, a parasitic or symbiotic host, a medicine jar, a hammered iron pier...... Anyway, even if the technology is developed, Zhao Chuanxin will not give himself a physical examination, because he may be frightened.

Podubne was super resistant to blows, staggering and moaning as he got up from the ground.

The bridge of his nose was sunken, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but he still roared with a hideous face and pounced on Zhao Chuanxin.

This scene frightened the passengers in the carriage.

It's as if I'm about to see an enraged beast about to lose its temper.

What martial arts, what fighting, Zhao Chuanxin has basically never practiced.

It's purely based on speed, strength, and explosiveness. The moves are all in the fighting field, and the outlines that have been tempered thousands of times are not fixed.

He clenched his fist horizontally and struck Podubone in the throat with lightning speed.

"Uh......"

Podubne's body was still charging, but his hands couldn't help but retreat to cover his throat, and it was no joke to be hit there.

Zhao Chuanxin took a step back after the fight, the middle finger of his fist protruded, and he pinched out a crested fist.

Leaping punch, also called superman punch.

Burst......

Condescending to punch over, Podubne's left eyeball exploded......

"Whew......"

No matter how strong he is in the fight, Podubne can't stand this pain.

Zhao Chuanxin approached lightly, opened his bow left and right, and hit an uppercut according to Bodub's ribs, and the punch was like pounding garlic.

Click......

I don't know how many ribs were broken, and Podub bowed into a prawn, and I don't know where it hurts, and there is nothing in my body that doesn't hurt.

Zhao Chuanxin withdrew his arms and slammed them at the two temples of Podubne, who was bent over.

Call......

Syllable......

Airplanes......

Twin peaks.

Perforate.

Zhao Chuanxin retreated, slashed his leg like an axe, and kicked the confused Bodubne temple, pressing his head against the back of the chair.

Boom......

People turn on their backs.

Zhao Chuanxin took the silk handkerchief that the foreign woman covered her mouth in surprise, dipped the whiskey in the wine glass on the small table, wiped the blood on the fist and disinfected it.

The red silk handkerchief was thrown to the ground casually, and said lightly: "You remember, this is called - the most bullish coin, the most vicious beating." And if you don't think you can kill me, this East Asian sick man, I just finished warming up! ”

The Russian man before trembled and stood up at this time: "You, you, you will pay for this......"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and stomped on the head of Podubne, who was twitching on the ground.

After a few strokes, Podubne stopped moving.

Everyone was silent!

Zhao Chuanxin took the cigar in the woman's hand, came to the frightened Tsarist Russian, and patted his fat face.

Bang Bang Bang ......

"The more you read the book, the thinner it gets, and the fatter you sit. Lao Deng, remember, don't always call, exercise more. ”

The Russians sat down and did not dare to scream again.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the American opposite: "Tie Juice, do you think I don't look like an East Asian-sick-husband?" ”

This is called Zhao Chuanxin's "begging for sealing".

"You, you, you're strong, you're brave, you're powerful......" the American said incoherently.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "Since I'm so powerful, shouldn't I bully you Americans?" ”

"Huh?"

Is there still this logic?

But if you think about it, the logic is not like that! The scenes of bullying have been repeated over and over the past hundred years.

Zhao Chuanxin shone on his face and slapped him lightly or heavily.

It doesn't hurt much, and it's extremely insulting.

Americans do not dare to be angry or speak.

Zhao Chuanxin did what he said.

Bai Wenwei: "......"

I've never seen such a bullish and coaxing Chinese people, I really haven't seen this!

Zhao Chuanxin slapped a few times, and when he saw that the Americans didn't react, he lost interest, tidied up his vest, and came to the opposite side of Bai Wenwei.

The foreigner sitting here got up and gave up his seat in a witty way, and went backwards with a smile.

There are police officers on the train, but they will not easily disturb the first-class passengers.

This time, Zhao Chuanxin didn't stop anyone, so a passenger sitting at the front of the carriage secretly went to the front carriage to find the police.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't ask, sat opposite Bai Wenwei and asked, "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

"Bai Wenwei, the word Liewu." Bai Wenwei clenched his fist at Zhao Chuanxin. "Under Wu Luzhen, Wu is a small staff officer."

Zhao Chuanxin had a little impression of him, because this person later served as the commander of the First Army of the People's Army, and he was also a big man in charge of the army.

But if you want to say that you are familiar, you are still familiar with Wu Luzhen.

He bared his teeth and smiled, and handed over a cigar: "It turns out that Brother Shouqing's people are all their own people." ”

Bai Wenwei was flattered to take it, thanked him for his success, and asked, "Dare to ask, Your Excellency's name?" ”

"I'm Zhao Chuanxin, the word charcoal worker."

“……”

Bai Wenwei was horrified and wanted to get up, but as soon as his butt moved his seat, he felt impolite and sat down again.

The whole thing was uneasy.

When the people around heard that the perpetrator was Zhao Chuanxin, they were shocked.

I blanched ...... This Russian died in vain.

The old man and the Americans in Tsarist Russia were in a heavy mood, their scalps were numb, their brains stopped working in helplessness, and the atmosphere was so gloomy that they didn't know whether to turn their heads to face Zhao Chuanxin or hand over their backs to this evil star.

"Mr. Zhao, you, are you going?" Bai Wenwei didn't know what to say, one topic after another fell into his mind, and in the end what he exported was the simplest greeting.

The people around them pricked up their ears, they weren't the ones who were uncomfortable anyway, and their heads had enough room to run their curiosity.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't hide it: "Go to Tianjin Wei." ”

Bai Wenwei racked his brains and thought, what is Zhao Chuanxin going to Tianjin Wei for?

Wherever this plague goes, there will be chaos.

In fact, Bai Wenwei is also a member of the Tong-Alliance, but they act secretively, not as unscrupulous as Zhao Chuanxin, and they will do it if they don't accept it. They are also not capable of subduing others all the time, you see, Cixi is not very convinced.

Although curious, Bai Wenwei didn't dare to ask.

He thought about it and sighed: "Hey, Mr. Zhao has made so much effort, but foreigners still look down on us." ”

The low mood made him want to talk, and people always instinctively wanted to find answers and light in the strong.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the molten silica glass kettle and glass, pinched in a pinch of tea, poured the well water, and activated the old god crucible brand to boil.

After soaking for a while, they poured a full cup for the two of them, and the ruddy and translucent tea was refracted by the light.

Zhao Chuanxin flicked cigarette ash, and did not answer directly, but said: "Zhao Mou's class got an axe and told Liewu about the ancient Western ......."

At first, Bai Wenwei was just curious about how Zhao Chuanxin boiled a pot of cold water.

But gradually, he and the foreigners around him were attracted by Zhao Chuanxin's words.

Zhao Chuanxin did not empty the way to pick up people's teeth and talk about the ancients, saying that those Western revolutions that were familiar to anyone with a little ink in their stomachs at this time.

Instead, he cited specific numbers and some changes in his life to Bai Wenwei.

In 1879, almost 1 million travelers traveled to Switzerland, more than 200,000 of whom were Americans. This was unthinkable in Benjamin Franklin's time.

In 1842, 10% of French public high school teachers were still from the elite class. But by 1877, none of the teachers had come from this circle.

In 1851, 14,000 exhibitors participated in the London International Exposition, in 1855 there were 24,000 exhibitors, in 1862 there were 29,000 at the London Exposition, and in 1867 there were 50,000 ......

British railway exports of steel and machinery, 1845 to 1850, in thousand tons, were 1,300 and 5 respectively; while in 1860 to 1865 it rose to 2100 and 23; 1870 to 1875 were 4050 and 44.

Austria, from 1852 to 1875 the total horsepower of the steam engine increased by a factor of 15.

In 1845, there were 9 countries in Europe that had railways, and by 1875, there were 18 countries with railways; In Asia, in 1845, there was one country with railways, and in 1875 it was one.

In addition to these cold data, Zhao Chuanxin also talked about many small things.

American cowboys wore cowboy clothes, rode tall horses, and carried revolvers, bringing destruction and prosperity to the West, envying the rich middle-class life, and at the same time despising those who were spineless and unenterprising.

In the middle of the last century, Japan was forced to open its ports, an Englishman was killed, and the British and American Western coalition forces fired at Kagoshima at will, but the Japanese could only swallow their anger. But he didn't think that 50 years later, Japan and Tsarist Russia would win a major victory in the war, which made the great powers look sideways and dare not underestimate it......

How tall are the skyscrapers in New York, how prosperous is the stock market on Wall Street, how widespread is the economic crisis, and how popular is the "headache" among their workers......

Australia's traditional agriculture has not changed much today. However, mass-produced ceramic drains were buried in large quantities, and fine metal and barbed wire hanging from walls and hedges were everywhere. It is clear that it is only a change in the corners and corners, but the increase in agricultural output is very considerable......

Zhao Chuanxin chattered, did not talk about revolution, did not talk about gaps, and did not talk about ideals, which was very different from the big words that Sun Gongwu liked.

But for some reason, his words were like a scorching meteorite falling into Bai Wenwei's heart, smashing the weakest and most sensitive places.

Bai Wenwei is like all the people who have been thrown to the bottom of the valley and desperately struggled, and retorted: "The porcelain burned by our ancestors is better than their ceramic pipes; Our drawing process is ...... thousands of years earlier than theirs."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: "Gnawing on ancestors is as shameful as gnawing at the old, gnawing on the most primitive productive forces in the era of handicraft industry, and wanting to get through the difficulties of the times when the flowers are becoming more and more charming, it is undoubtedly a small horse-drawn cart." ”

Just like in later generations, once technology and productivity are mentioned, anyone who dares to say half a "no" word in their country on the Internet will immediately be deducted with a big hat, and all kinds of gnawing on their ancestors and worshipping the ancients.

The ancestors are awesome, that is the result of the efforts of the ancestors, how many things does it have to do with you? Let's catch up.

Don't eat the ancients, don't gnaw the old, let go of the old parents to earn that little bit of blood and sweat.

Gnawing at the old and gnawing at the ancestors are both manifestations of cowardice and powerlessness, and the strong have already thought about how to change the status quo and fate.

Bai Wenwei scratched her ears and cheeks, couldn't find a rebuttal point, and finally had to doubt the authenticity of the data given by Zhao Chuanxin: "Mr. Zhao, how do you know this?" ”

Where does this data come from? I'm afraid it's not a mouthful?

Zhao Chuanxin snuffed out the cigar, took a sip of tea and said lightly: "Zhao has many industries, but he doesn't manage them." Ask your subordinates to collect historical and current data and make a tabulated table. Therefore, whether the profit or loss of its industry is qualified or not, it is clear at a glance. ”

Li Guangzong has learned this habit of Zhao Chuanxin completely, and now he has to stare at the data chasing each other every day, and from the tons of dizzy numbers that others look at, he pulls out joys, sorrows, and sorrows, successes and defeats, and clouds and clouds.

There was a lot of talk among the foreigners around.

I'm rubbing, it turns out that you are such a Zhao Chuanxin.

It turns out that history can still be seen in this way?

Bai Wenwei was not convinced at first, but then returned to reality, and admiration rose from the bottom of her heart.

He understood what Zhao Chuanxin wanted to express.

Even if Zhao Chuanxin raised troops at this time and reluctantly drove all the powers away, he would still not dispel the covetousness of the powers for this land, and would not let them look down on them.

Their pride, even their conceit, is built on the basis of industrialization, the tremendous expansion and plundering of the world economy.

It's not that you have to have a few more guns to win respect, you have to have the ability to build more guns, more guns, more ships, more steel, more railroads, more trains, and more high-rise buildings than anyone else in the next few decades.

And Zhao Chuanxin is known as the "God of War", or he was destroyed as a "butcher", and he is so powerful that he can't change this status quo.

Even if he has the ability to lead people to change the dynasty, it can't actually change anything, because the gap that has accumulated over hundreds of years can't be filled casually with a ruthless blow.

But at least he tried, wouldn't he do such a thing as stealing the results? He has participated in almost all the epoch-making industries, and the money swept away by the disaster frenzy on Wall Street has all been invested in the future.

Did Zhao Chuanxin really do a lot of things on the surface, but he didn't seem to have done anything?

Bai Wenwei suddenly felt a sense of despair in her heart: "Mr. Zhao, so, so, I really have no hope?" ”

He was desperate, but the foreigners around him were fascinated by it, with a somewhat proud look on his face.

Yes, they don't know that their pride comes from these details, behind these seemingly cold numbers.

I see.

The more they were like this, the more discouraged Bai Wenwei became.

Zhao Chuanxin took another sip of tea, and after putting down the teacup, he reached out and slapped Bai Wenwei without warning.

Syllable......

Bai Wenwei: "......"

What can five years of brothers, change?

Getting old, getting greasy? ……

(End of chapter)