Chapter 167 You Are Just Too Impulsive

The rain did not increase in intensity, but it continued.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a piece of oil paper from the secret space and shook it suddenly.

Not far away, he saw two men holding their arms. His body shook as he shook the wax paper.

The two men began to run quickly.

On a rainy day, it’s normal to hold your arms and run quickly.

He chuckled and wiped the rainwater from his hair.

Thick hair flows back with a neat hairline.

When the two men were approaching him, he turned around and sat down.

What seemed like an ordinary day to him was different for Daisaku Kawamoto and Shun Tada.

They were vigorous at first and then weakened. They lost their energy and their hands and feet were still a little weak.

Then he was knocked down hard by Fan Ziliang.

Now that he was running over, he was about to take out a dagger and stab him.

But Zhao Chuanxin sat down on the chair, making their actions in vain.

Then I heard Zhao Chuanxin say: "Run quickly, it's raining, go home and collect your clothes."

I didn’t know what scene I was thinking of, but I still laughed sneer.

The two of them were confused.

What does it mean? why are you laughing?

Anyway, they would not talk to strangers casually on the street.

He won't even laugh to himself.

They still don’t understand what social badass is.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw that the two of them did not leave and were looking directly at him, he wondered: "What are you looking at? Can you try to look at them again?"

After saying that, he felt happy again.

Look, happiness is so simple, you can make fun of yourself.

But in the eyes of Kawamoto Daisaku and Tada Shun, that was not the case at all, and they suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

Is this man a lunatic? Insanity?

That's right, if you weren't a madman, how dare you do those things on American soil?

Seeing that the two of them were still silent, Zhao Chuanxin wiped the rain off his face again, moved the crutch beside him and stood up: "Oh, do you two want to sit for a while? Come on, don't follow me. You're welcome, sit down and take a rest. You're home now!"

Even though he was on crutches, Zhao Chuanxin was 1.86 meters tall and weighed 180 kilograms. Sitting on the bench, the height was almost higher than when the two of them were standing, and the aura alone was terrifying.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

They said they were home, and the two of them felt a little bit in their hearts.

Tada Shun showed his dagger and shouted in very good Japanese: "Kawamoto-kun, what are you waiting for!"

After saying that, he stabbed Zhao Chuanxin with a knife.

If he wanted to stab Zhao Chuanxin in the chest, he still had to raise his feet slightly.

Zhao Chuanxin hasn't done anything yet. He usually doesn't take any precautions in Lugang Town.

The insect silk ribbon from the pocket came out silently, and it seemed to be light and fluffy, but it wrapped around Tada Shun's wrist very accurately.

Jun Tada only felt his wrist tighten. The insect silk ribbon first wrapped around his wrist, and the other end wrapped around his elbow. He couldn't control his arm at all, and it bent, and the dagger pierced his shoulder.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes widened: "In my life, this is the first time I've seen someone stab me."

He had already reacted, stood up, grabbed Tada Shun's hair, raised his right knee and slammed it.

puff……

The bridge of the nose simply collapsed!

Another hit!

Another hit!

After three collisions, Jun Tada's body was already limp and dead.

Zhao Chuanxin held Tada Shun's hair in his right hand, pulled his collar with his left hand, lifted him up with a light weight, and threw him towards Kawamoto Daisaku.

Everything happened so fast, Kawamoto Daisaku's head was buzzing.

I have never seen three fierce men beat someone to death with their knees!

Facing the peerless warrior Zhao Chuanxin, he couldn't even think of resisting.

He simply threw the knife away, turned around and ran away, avoiding being hit by Tada Shun's body.

Seeing Daisaku Kawamoto running like a rabbit, Zhao Chuanxin was about to chase after him. After running for a few steps, he suddenly realized that he still had a leg injury.

Huh?

Why can't I feel any pain?

He looked down at his left leg in surprise, then tore off the bandage and found that only a scar was left, and the wound seemed to have healed long ago.

I stretched it tentatively, but still felt no pain.

I tightened my muscles and started to stretch my thighs, but it still didn't hurt.

"Huh, it turns out it's already healed."

Look again, Kawamoto's masterpiece has disappeared in the rain.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head and stopped pursuing.

The worm silk ribbon climbed up from nowhere and wrapped around Zhao Chuanxin's arm. There was a buzzing sound, the water vapor was blown away, and then it got into his pocket.

Thanks to the worm silk ribbon today.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't think he could be assassinated by two clowns, but he might be injured.

His leg injury was just fine, but he didn't want to have more wounds on his body.

Fan Ziliang came back and saw Zhao Chuanxin standing next to the bench with two crutches on his shoulders and a body lying on the ground.

This corpse looked familiar.

"Sir, what is this?"

Zhao Chuanxin took the thing in his hand and said: "It's an assassin sent by the Japs. Go to the police station, ask someone to take pictures, and check it out by the way."

There was another assassin, but he had already run away, so he was simply searched and searched but couldn't be found.

Tell Li Guangzong to publish in the newspaper and seriously protest against the assassination of the Japs! "

Protest? Who wouldn’t?

Zhao Chuanxin decided that he would have to protest if he had nothing to do in the future.

He thought of something again, straightened his back, and said solemnly: "Ziliang, you know, behind me is Lugang Town. I have been summoned, and I must move forward and kill the little Japs, as always!"

Ziliang, remember to tell Li Guangzong this sentence, it can be used when publishing it in the newspaper. "

After saying that, he carried the red sausage and big ribs wrapped in oil paper and walked away with his crutches.

This is something that Fan Ziliang will not be able to deal with immediately.

The first sentence you said was just right, but now it feels like it's superfluous.

Fan Ziliang shouted from behind: "Sir, your leg is injured..."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't even look back: "Oh, the leg injury has just healed."

Fan Ziliang was confused.

Just healed?

Zhao Chuanxin walked away gracefully.

…

The assassination of Zhao Chuanxin was a big event.

Mounted police are searching the whole town!

Kawamoto Daisaku was not found, but Liu Jiahui caught a fair-looking man with clean and handsome features.

The people of Lugang Town love Zhao Chuanxin from the bottom of their hearts.

This man's name was Jiang Jingming, and he was reported by a commoner, saying that he was acting suspiciously and sneakily.

"Where are you from?"

Liu Jiahui took a notebook and took notes.

Jiang Jingming is very handsome, only 1.7 meters tall.

The clothes are very smart and the skin is very fair.

He cringed and said: "My wife and daughter got separated a few years ago. I walked from Mongolia to Hebei. From Hebei to Tianjin, and then all the way north. Someone told me that they met my wife, so I came to Lugang Town. ”

The massive town-wide manhunt frightened him.

Liu Jiahui frowned: "What's your wife's name?"

"Her name is Miao Cuihua."

Liu Jiahui was stunned...

Because of the rain, Zhao Chuanxian had to stay at home.

Even though it’s just a drizzle, you’ll get wet if you stay in it for a long time.

At this time, Miao Cuihua was wiping his body.

He likes to sit in the living room during the day. It is large and has floor-to-ceiling windows that provide a wide view and can see the lake not far away.

Therefore, Jiang Jingming, who was brought by Liu Jiahui, happened to witness all this.

At first, he didn't recognize Miao Cuihua.

Today's Miao Cuihua can be called a "fashion girl".

Her plump body was tightly wrapped in a dress.

Her long hair was tied up, with two strands loosely spread out on both sides of her forehead.

The black dress has long sleeves on the upper body, exposing the collarbone. At first glance, it doesn't look like women nowadays have their breasts tied up, and their perfect and alluring curves are exposed.

The waist-to-hip ratio is astonishing, and he leans over slightly to help Zhao Chuanxin wipe his body, which makes him even more prominent.

This is completely different from the old-fashioned dress with wide sleeves and shoulders.

The shoulders appear wider, but the head and face appear smaller. The most perfect parts of a woman are all displayed, instead of the introverted style of traditional women that is so conservative that they want to hide it.

The clothes of women in the Qing Dynasty looked like they were all brain shells, which made Zhao Chuanxin feel extremely uncomfortable.

As the person closest to Captain Zhao, Miao Cuihua naturally takes up the banner of leading the fashion in Lugang Town.

Very different from Jiang Jingming is Liu Jiahui. She envies Miao Cuihua. She dresses beautifully and boldly and is never afraid of gossip.

She looked at Jiang Jingming who was in a daze: "What are you doing standing there in a daze?"

Jiang Jingming pointed to the floor-to-ceiling window: "That's, that's..."

"Didn't you say your wife is Miao Cuihua? Why can't you even recognize your own wife?"

"I, I..." The veins on Jiang Jingming's forehead began to throb: "This is unreasonable!"

He looked around and saw a broom in the courtyard, picked it up and rushed into the house.

Liu Jiahui was shocked: "Hey, hey, why are you going?"

Zhao Chuanxin was enjoying Miao Cuihua's service, holding a newspaper and reading it comfortably.

The door was suddenly knocked open, and a man came in with a broom.

Miao Cuihua was startled. Ganfan stood up abruptly, exposing her canine teeth and eager to try.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched his head and looked around Miao Cuihua's attractive body.

Seeing that the person coming was so aggressive, he quickly pulled Miao Cuihua aside.

Since it was a pull, her hands naturally touched Miao Cuihua's waist.

Then someone came and became even more angry.

He raised his broom and rushed towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin is not afraid of swords and guns, let alone a broom.

I just suffered an assassination today, and now this happens again.

He sneered and tilted his neck from side to side, making a horrifying sound of clicking, just as he was about to take action.

Hearing Miao Cuihua exclaim, a look of disbelief appeared on her face.

"Sir, don't do it."

No one would doubt Zhao Chuanxin's combat effectiveness.

A man who can travel across the east and west of the Americas and survive being chased and intercepted by the U.S. Army, but if you say he can't be beaten, even a child won't believe it.

Wasn't today's assassin beaten to death by Zhao Chuanxin three times?

Hearing Miao Cuihua's anxious shouts, Zhao Chuanxin retracted his legs and raised his arms casually to block.

It doesn't hurt or itch if you hit it with a broom, but the body you just wiped clean is a bit dirty.

Liu Jiahui, who was chasing after him, hurried forward, twisted Jiang Jingming's arm and cut it behind him, put his knee on the opponent's lower back, and captured him.

Jiang Jingming struggled frantically. Although Liu Jiahui had martial arts skills, she was a woman after all and was not as strong as a man.

Especially Jiang Jingming struggled like crazy, and he almost broke free several times.

Zhao Chuanxin was impatient and took out a pistol and put it against Jiang Jingming's head. Jiang Jingming's eyes immediately returned to clarity.

Miao Cuihua wiped her tears and stepped forward: "Jingming, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"

"Cuihua, who is he? And why are you dressed like this?"

When Zhao Chuanxin heard this, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

They have been "living together" for so long, and he has long known the name of Miao Cuihua's man, who is also Jiang Mingxin's father.

Looking at myself again, I only have a pair of beach pants all over my body, and my wife is wiping my body.

Who wouldn't be crazy?

Putting away the gun, Zhao Chuanxin blocked his mouth with his fist: "Ahem, what about that, Jing Ming, right?

I said Jing Ming, if you ask me, you are too impulsive.

In Lugang Town, beating and killing are not popular.

Be sure to pay attention next time. "

Looking at Jiang Jingming again, his eyes were as gloomy as knives. Zhao Chuanxin thought to himself that if his eyes were lethal, even if Jiang Jingming was only level A, he would still be a 100% critical hit.

Miao Cuihua's brain suddenly came to her senses, and her face suddenly turned pale.

Who is sir? Are they people who want to become gods and saints? Even thunder and lightning can't kill him!

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm sorry, don't kill him..."

"Harm!" Zhao Chuanxin looked helpless: "Hua,

What are you talking about?

You have the right to leave no regrets in life. You two talk about Jingming every day. Now that we are reunited, how could I kill him?

As everyone knows, I am the most kind-hearted person!

Okay, you can have some private conversations and applaud for love or whatever.

Excuse me, I'm leaving first. "

Zhao Chuanxin put on a sweater and only wore wet beach shorts, and dragged Liu Jiahui out.

After going out in despair, Zhao Chuanxin said: "Jiahui, you see, this is the pain of love. You are still young and don't understand it now, but you will also taste this feeling in the future."

Liu Jiahui simply couldn't help complaining: "Don't worry, Captain Zhao, I will never wipe my body for other men."

"Don't be so judgmental, there is still a long way to go in life."

"Ah?" Liu Jiahui was stunned for a moment, then reacted and became furious: "Captain Zhao, what do you mean? I'm not that kind of person!"

I couldn't help but give Zhao Chuanxin a pink punch!

Although she is an old girl, she takes good care of herself and her skin is smooth and supple. She doesn't look so stunning at ordinary times, but she looks pretty good when she is angry.

"Haha, don't be angry. Think about it, husband on the left hand, confidant on the right hand, don't force anything, don't give in, this world is worth it."

"Captain Zhao, stop, I'm going to be mad at you..."

Having a fight with Liu Jiahui, they came to the police station.

Zhao Chuanxin sat down: "Hey, today has been full of twists and turns."

There were not many people in the security station, and they all went out to search for the assassin.

Li Guangzong is still here,

He curiously asked: "Sir, is there another assassin?"

"That's not true." Zhao Chuanxin said with a sigh on his face: "It's just a family ethics drama that was just staged. I felt very sad when I watched it."

Liu Jiahui, who followed, put down her umbrella and said disdainfully: "Why do you feel sorry for me? You are the one who is angry. Captain Zhao, you are a bit shameless."

After a long sigh, Zhao Chuanxin said: "As everyone knows, I am a thin-skinned person. Jiahui, please don't slander my reputation!"

At this time, everyone present was speechless.

The double-layer walls that are popular in Lugang Town these days are not as thick-skinned as Zhao Chuanxin.

Li Guangzong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After a while, he suddenly straightened his expression: "Sir, there is something I need to tell you.

Hong Kong was hit by a hurricane, killing and injuring more than 100,000 people! "