Cixi thought it was ridiculous.

Is there any point in protesting?

However, Aixinjueluo Yikuang said: "We should not underestimate the United States. Their fleet still has 15 battleships. The state is very worried. There are rising chaos in the south and powerful enemies in the west. We must win."

Be careful."

Cixi stretched her old arms and legs, and said in annoyance: "What should we do? We can't do anything with Zhao Chuanxin."

Aixinjueluo Yikuang said cautiously: "This thief has become a traitor. Otherwise, how about showing friendship with Zhao Chuanxin? He promised him benefits and an official position. I heard that in the United States, he also acted according to business rules at first and refused.

If you break the rules easily, you should be able to do it if you think about it. Wait until he returns to China and stabilize him for two years before making any further calculations."

He has been frightened by Zhao Chuanxin, and now Zhao Chuanxin seems to be bolder and more powerful than before.

"This matter will be discussed later!"

Cixi was still unwilling.

Why?

……

At night, Zhao Chuanxin saw the faint light of thunder in the sky in the direction of Changdao.

This kind of orderly frequency is definitely not natural lightning.

Is it possible that there is another person in this world who has mastered Thor's hammer?

Impossible.

Early on the next morning, Zhao Chuanxin had breakfast and set off alone.

Passing by the Goldberg mansion, I was stopped by Rachel Kervis.

Zhao Chuanxin opened the carriage door and yawned: "Come up and talk."

Just her.

After Benjamin Goldberg returned home, he told his parents the news that Zhao Chuanxin was taking him to the East.

The first reaction of Rachel Kravis and Samuel Goldberg was not to agree.

Isn’t this noisy?

How could they really abduct their son?

That's Asia, thousands of miles away, across the ocean.

Many people have gone to other places and may never see them again in this lifetime.

But then Benjamin Goldberg mentioned Zhao Chuanxuan's "buyout offer", and Samuel Goldberg immediately became mute.

Twenty thousand yuan, this money is too important to him, it can completely enable him to make a comeback.

One son is gone, how about another one?

But the money is gone, and my son still has to endure hardships.

Besides, Zhao Chuanxin is rich and will not let his son endure hardship.

But Rachel Kravis still disagrees.

Last night, Samuel Goldberg talked hard in private, and Xiaozhi was moved by emotion and reason, and he was able to barely convince Rachel Kervis.

However, Samuel Goldberg couldn't lose his face, so he encouraged Rachel Kervis to go out and stop Zhao's salary transfer.

After Zhao Chuanxin saw her getting on the carriage, he hesitated for a long time and talked nonsense.

"Have you had breakfast?"

Zhao Chuanxin yawned and said, "I've finished eating."

Rachel Kervis looked at him doubtfully: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Ah?" Zhao Chuanxin rubbed his face: "I slept well, but the time was a little short."

"Why?" Rachel Kervis was confused.

"Because I have superb skills... why are you asking about this?"

Rachel Kervis is already somewhat familiar with Zhao Chuanxin’s style and can understand the pronunciation of his words.

Suddenly she thought of Miao Cuihua towering into the clouds... She felt a little sour for no reason, and she felt so sour for no reason.

Seeing that she was stunned, Zhao Chuanxin looked at his watch and said bluntly: "You are rambling here and there, maybe you are not here to ask for money?"

How smart he is.

He is also very thick-skinned and doesn’t feel embarrassed about anything. He just points it out.

Rachel Kervis was embarrassed: "I, I'm not..."

Seeing her look, Zhao Chuanxin was speechless. He lit a cigarette first, held it in the corner of his mouth, took out a thick wad of money, roughly counted the number of bundles, and then handed it to Rachel Kervis.

"Get the money, 20 yuan bills, 10 wads, exactly 20,000 US dollars."

1 wad of US$2,000.

Rachel Kervis feels ashamed and embarrassed.

Zhao Chuanxin stuffed the money into her chest and patted her back: "Good boy, take it."

Wherever his big hands touched, Rachel Kervis felt as if an electric current had passed through her, tingling.

She pursed her lips and said, "We borrowed this money."

Zhao Chuanxin blinked: "What is the relationship between the two of us, do you want to borrow it or not?"

Rachel Kervis asked out of nowhere: "What's the relationship?"

Zhao Chuanxin just said it casually and was stunned by her question.

"We, we..." Zhao Chuanxin stopped us and simply said: "Once a teacher, always a father, I am just like Benjamin's father, then look at this relationship..."

Rachel Kervis hurriedly got out of the car: "See you later."

Zhao Chuanxin stroked his hair back with his palms: "It's inexplicable."

Last night, he confirmed with Abraham Cohen the address he would visit today.

The Southern Front experienced the last massacre by Zhao Chuanxin, and now only stragglers are left, completely defeated.

Abraham Cohen and the Smith brothers tried their best, but they could only find the addresses of very few people.

In the past, Abraham Cohen and the Smith brothers supported Zhao's salary because of their interests and the value of force.

Now, this relationship has more ambiguity.

Because Jewish descent is also considered a discriminated ethnic group, let alone black people.

Zhao Chuanxin, on the other hand, specializes in killing discriminatory dogs and did what they wanted to do but did not dare to do.

There were three or two kittens and puppies, but Zhao Chuanxin was too lazy to look for them.

He is going to the Astoria neighborhood in the Long Island area.

Today is Sunday, November 10th.

Zion Episcopal Church.

Every once in a while, a large number of men in black clothes gather here. After worship, they will have dinner together.

After the service was completed, people came out of the church in twos and threes.

A group of men in black clothes came nearby, set up a rack, and took out the prepared lamb and fish to grill, as well as Greek salad to eat.

But the weather was bitterly cold, and everyone's hands were red from the cold. No one wanted to touch the salad. They only went for the hot grilled fish and mutton, and of course wine was indispensable.

"Have you read the newspaper? Yesterday, Zhao Chuanxin killed someone again because he was discriminated against."

"Damn Chinaman, if our people hadn't been in hibernation now, they would have planned to kill him."

"Danielson, how about we do it now? As long as we can kill Zhao Chuanxin, we can become famous and kukloo can take advantage of the momentum to rise."

Danielson is a tall and muscular man who looks thin and has strong edges. His head is wrapped in a black cloth and his eyes are sinister.

He cut the mutton with a knife and said without raising his head: "We have too few people in the Nordic Knights of Order. To kill Zhao and pass on the salary, at least we have to wait until the legion is formed."

"Actually, Zhao Chuanxin may be very powerful, but if you have a mental calculation or not, you still have a chance of winning. Have you ever heard of a saying? If you are determined to murder someone, the chance of success is more than 90%."

Danielson said gloomily: "If Zhao Chuanxin has a place he frequents, has the habit of prostitution or drinking, and is drunk, he will indeed succeed. However, we know nothing about him, except that we know

He is ten times crazier and a hundred times more violent than us..."

Everyone stopped talking.

A stout man slammed the iron pick in his hand on the table: "Damn it, it was always us who caused trouble for them Asians, blacks, and Jews. Why is it the other way around now?"

Danielson looked up and looked around, only to see a pale old man sitting on a park bench not far away.

He said: "Don't worry, lions also take naps."

At this moment, he saw a tall Asian young man walking towards them.
To be continued...