Five days later, Shanhaiguan.

Du Lisan's younger brother Wu Wenle stuffed money into the generals at the pass, and then came back with a proud face and said: "The vice-captain of Shanhaiguan is one of our people."

Just in case, Zhao Chuanxin put away everyone's rifles, leaving only the pistols covered by clothes.

He found that even other civilians, the officers and soldiers did not search them and let them go casually.

After everyone crossed the border on horseback, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Wenle clasped his fists and said: "Captain Zhao, we can only send you here for this trip."

Zhao Chuanxin also handed over his hand: "Thank you for taking care of me all the way. Help me give a thank you to the head of your family."

It’s really thanks to this person, otherwise I would have made a lot of detours along the way, which would have caused a lot of trouble.

After bidding farewell to Wu Wenle, Zhao Chuanxin was not in a hurry to leave. He saw a dustpan seller on the roadside, so he bought some and a few pairs of poles.

I saw someone selling persimmon cakes and bought some too.

Just buy as you go.

Gao Li finally couldn't help but ask: "Passengers, what are you buying these for? Will they be used for food on the road?"

Zhao Chuanxin stopped in front of a stall selling second-hand clothes. The clothes he bought were called "clothes inspection". Poor families generally do not make new clothes and sell old ones.

He said casually: "Prepare for subsequent actions."

With that said, I picked and bought a few sets of old clothes according to everyone's body shape.

I almost didn’t stop here and rushed straight to the capital.

Along the way, Zhao Chuanxin really saw the apocalyptic scene of the late Qing Dynasty. The Hebei area was not as fertile as the Northeast, and it seemed that oil could be produced by pinching a handful of soil.

The common people generally lacked enough food and clothing, and Zhao Chuanxin saw no one who was not skinny and skinny.

Some middle-aged men were pushing wheelbarrows, and Zhao Chuanxin wondered whether his thin arms and legs could be crushed by a large cart of goods.

He also saw the children of the Bannermen wearing strangely dressed hats with large brims. Hundreds of years later, they still carried eagles on their arms, as proud as if they were nobles.

They were also skinny and skinny, and Zhao Chuanxin thought they were from smoking cigarettes.

Suddenly, Zhao Chuanxin wanted to sing a song.

"After sleeping for hundreds of years, the Chinese people are gradually waking up... Robbers have always wanted to invade, but they will eventually die. The Great Wall will never fall..."

He sang in a very low voice, and only Li Guangzong and Gao Li nearby heard him.

Gao Li asked: "What are these words? I don't understand."

Li Guangzong said: "The tune is a bit shocking..."

Coincidentally, a foreign couple passed by carrying a suitcase and curiously looked at this group of extremely energetic people.

Zhao Chuanxin took a sip: "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen someone who is handsome and can sing well?"

A mouthful of spit landed on the hem of the foreign woman's clothes.

The foreigner was furious and wanted to have a fit when he lifted his hat.

Gao Li took out his riding crop and whipped it, causing a red mark to appear on the foreigner's cheek.

Gao Li said coldly: "If you dare to talk too much, I will kill you today!"

Maybe it was because of Zhao Chuan's salary control that the people in the insurance team got angry when they saw foreigners.

Foreigners dare not speak out when they are angry.

In fact, the foreigners, the government and the people in the country at this time were like this: the government was afraid of the foreigners, the foreigners were afraid of the people, and the people were afraid of the government.

Why are foreigners afraid of common people?

During the Boxing War, many foreigners were killed, whether they were soldiers or ordinary foreigners who came to China. There were many bandits who dared to kidnap foreign bills and extort money.

Therefore, when foreigners are angry, they usually go to the yamen. The yamen come to bring bad luck to the people.

When the foreign woman saw this, she quickly pulled the man and asked him to stop talking.

Although Zhao Chuanxin had put away everyone's rifles at this time, looking at the shape of their waists, it was obvious that they were armed.

Zhao Chuanxin was very satisfied and felt that he now had the momentum that only landlords, old wealthy people, tyrants and evil gentry can have.

Foreigners are nothing.

But it didn’t take long for trouble to come.

A group of people from the yamen, half carrying guns and half carrying long spears, trotted over.

Zhao Chuanxin took a look and saw the two foreigners hanging far behind.

Without saying anything, he took out the rifle from the secret pendant and threw it to everyone.

Everyone did not dismount, but directly pulled the bolt on the horse and took aim.

Zhao Chuanxin fired directly, bang!

A soldier from the yamen saw mud flying under his feet, his footsteps stopped, and he jumped forward and fell to the ground.

"Go back where you came from. If you dare to take a step forward, I will kill you without mercy!"

Gao Li shouted loudly.

This group of soldiers originally wanted to get their guns, but when they heard this, they looked at each other, and for a moment they were really obedient, and then turned around and ran away.

Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes and fired a shot at the hat on the foreigner's head further away.

He wasn't sure he could hit it accurately from such a long distance. If he couldn't hit the hat, the foreigner would die here.

As a result, God may have mercy on the foreigner, and the shot hit him.

The foreigners’ hats were blown off.

When the soldiers saw it, they ran faster.

Li Guangzong asked in a low voice: "Sir, is this really no problem?"

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "It's not a big problem. At worst, we can fight all the way and save some weapons and ammunition. We can send a batch back to those gangsters as a favor. We can start the revolution in advance."

If we talk about the current ranking of the armed forces of all parties in the country, the foreign regular army is greater than the six Beiyang towns that have not yet fully formed, and the six Beiyang towns are far greater than the ordinary soldiers.

If you are not even afraid of the Japanese and Russian regular army Zhao Chuanxin, why do you care about these useless Qing soldiers?

Li Guangzong felt unsafe: "Is it too high-profile?"

"What are you afraid of?" Zhao Chuanxin spat: "Without surveillance and without cars, what can they do to me?"

After leaving the three northeastern provinces, Zhao Chuanxin felt like a tiger coming out of its cage.

Sure enough, after the soldiers returned and reported the matter, the Shangguan paid more attention to it, but when the soldiers arrived, they couldn't even find Mao.

Zhao Chuanxin and others found a hotel in a high-walled compound to stay.

As soon as I entered the yard, I heard people gambling and yelling inside.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin and his entourage come in, the shouting and shouting stopped, and soon became lively again.

Li Guangzong paid for it: "Find the best room for two people. If you have any good food, prepare a table for us first."

The yard was full of large and small packages, but Zhao Chuanxin and his party were empty-handed and had nothing.

Because all the luggage is at Zhao Chuanxin's place.

When he arrived at the inn, Zhao Chuanxin pretended to take something out of his bag: "Well, wash your toothbrushes, toothbrushes, towels, and soap quickly, they are almost smelly."

He usually doesn't use the Secret Realm Pendant to pick up and place items directly. He always makes a bag to pretend to be there. Because he used to do magic tricks like this in the past, and everyone is used to it.

Are you an archmage? You must know some magic.

After finishing the meal, Zhao Chuanxin made himself a plate of cold shredded chicken breast.

When someone at the table next to him saw it, he said to the boss: "Get us a plate of cold dishes to go with the wine."

The boss is a fat old man wearing a round hat and a shiny leather jacket.

Nowadays, it is popular to wear such shiny clothes, which looks noble and shows that you are not short of money. How can poor people get so much oil and water?

If you dress too cleanly, you will be laughed at easily.

The old man explained cheerfully: "This is what the guest brought himself."

The man with the pigtails on his head patted the table and mouthed at Zhao Chuanxin: "That man, sell me the cold dishes, you look so greedy."

I have an impression of this man Zhao Chuanxin. He was the one who gambled before, and he was the best at shouting.

"Fifty taels of silver, you pay."

Zhao Chuanxin said without raising his head.

The man's face changed: "You pretty boy, are you looking for trouble?"

There are eight or nine of them, so they will not be intimidated by the number of people on Zhao Chuanxin's side.

Gao Li glanced at him with a cold look and said coldly: "If you talk too much, you will be speechless!"

The man opened his mouth and said: "Fuck..."

Halfway through the words, an ax flew over.

The ax got stuck directly in the man's chin!

That man couldn't open his mouth even if he wanted to howl, he was so miserable.

His accomplices were stunned for a moment, and then some of them were copying the benches, and the other were carrying cans.

And looking at the other end, good guys, a group of people stood up suddenly, and each one grabbed an ax behind his back. The ax blade was shining with cold light, and the ax handle was shiny, staring at them maliciously.
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