The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Along Horseman's Road, Zhao Chuanxin rushed to Wan Chai Ferry Terminal.

A staff member was checking the tickets of the passengers. Seeing Zhao Chuanxin pushing and rushing around, he couldn't help but stop him: Hey, what do you want to do?

Zhao Chuanxin pulled him away and went straight to the dock.

A group of people complained, saying that if you squeeze in like this, even if you get on the ferry, they won't let you take the boat.

The staff shouted from behind: That man, this is the protection area of ​​Xuantian Sect. I advise you not to be disrespectful...

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Chuanxin jumping into the sea.

A group of people: ...

You must be sick if you jump into the sea in a hurry.

In the winter at Victoria Harbor, the sea surface is orange, dark, and turbulent. It is actually much cleaner than usual.

Zhao Chuanxin was still wearing the cotton robe he just bought, with his hands in the sleeves.

As soon as it fell into the water, the smart gyroscope fired at full speed and flew through the water like an arrow.

When the passengers queuing up on the shore saw him, they shouted smartly: That person just now is the head of the Xuantian Sect, and they say he knows the magic of water escape!

Everyone was shocked, beating their chests and stamping their feet: Oh, you can't see Mount Tai. It's a pity that such a hero passed by without knowing it!

It took Zhao Chuanxin 37 minutes to return from Macao Island to Hong Kong Island.

From Hong Kong Island to Macau Island, start from Victoria Harbor and take a detour through the Western Ring Road, which is a longer journey.

The cost of running fast was that the cool sea breeze from the pavement blew through Zhao Chuanxin's cotton robe, cooling him from the outside to the inside.

He was curled up, looking like a hunched-over little old man.

After checking the Jiuao Lighthouse on the east side of the island, there was no movement, so Zhao Chuanxin walked around here and prepared to go in a circle and enter the Nannei Bay.

In the inner bay, there were several speedboats chasing a fishing boat. On the fishing boat, a real little old man was rowing rapidly.

Hold on, or we'll shoot!

The little old man: Bah, you Western barbarians, you will not die well.

However, no matter how fast he rowed the oar, he could not match the speed of the steamer, and he was overtaken in a moment.

On the steamboat, the Portuguese soldiers showed a confident smile, watching the little old man rocking the oar was like watching a monkey perform in a circus.

But he saw the little old man taking off his coat, revealing the fish and dragon tattoo on his body.

He staggered to his feet and walked bow-leggedly on the boat, which was much smoother than on the shore.

He came to the side of the boat and jumped like a fish into the water.

The Portuguese soldiers sneered and waited for him to show his face.

However... the steamboat was approaching the small fishing boat, but the little old man hadn't even showed up yet.

Maybe he drowned.

Go down and take a look. There might be someone else on the boat.

A Portuguese soldier threw the gangway over and climbed up carefully.

As soon as he stepped onto the small fishing boat, a head quietly surfaced from the side of the boat. The little old man pulled the Portuguese soldier's ankle suddenly before he could stand firm.

The Portuguese soldier said Ouch and fell onto the fishing boat.

The little old man held a lancet usually used for cutting fish in his mouth, pulled the side of the boat onto the boat, and pounced on the Portuguese soldiers.

Puff puff...

The little old man was very brave, and after a few blows, the Portuguese soldiers took the blame.

Danmin, who has been fighting sharks and flood dragons at sea all year round, is already tough, and since this is a battle of faith, he will show no mercy.

The Portuguese soldiers on the steamboat were frightened and hurriedly raised their guns to shoot.

Suddenly there was a loud sound of gunfire, and the little old man plunged into the water again.

But there were large pools of blood on the water.

He will die this time!

When Zhao Chuanxin arrived at the inner bay, he heard the deafening sound of gunfire.

He saw three steamboats, full of Portuguese soldiers.

I saw a Upon boat, the bodies of Portuguese soldiers on board, and blood on the water.

A while ago, Zhao Chuanxin rubbed a few more rockets with his hands, and he just happened to take them out at this time.

When the Portuguese soldiers on the steamer saw him, they were like a mouse seeing a cat. They all became nervous and quickly pulled the bolt, preparing to shoot at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin was unmoved and took aim at his shoulder when he saw that he wanted to kill you.

Whoosh...

Rockets flew out.

boom……

The lethality is actually not great, because most of the Portuguese soldiers stand on the deck, and the explosion damage range of the armor-piercing projectiles is very small.

But the momentum is amazing.

ah……

Zhao Chuanxin straightened his back and leaned his body. The smart gyroscope took him to turn quickly, leaving behind rows of tiny waves of ammunition where he was originally.

On the sea, he, Zhao Chuanxin, was the Dragon King, and the aiming speed of a group of Portuguese soldiers could not even match the speed of his movement.

What is the top speed of the smart gyroscope?

At least it exceeds 400KM/hour.

This speed exceeds the G-prefixed high-speed rail, and is faster than a frigate bird. It can be said to be lightning fast.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Chuanxin walked around to the back of the steamer.

A group of Portuguese soldiers wanted to go to the stern of the ship, but they were not as fast as Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped up, jumped onto the stern of the ship, and took out the Goldberg M1907.

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang...

Zhao Chuanxin leaned against the back end of the boiler. The heat generated by the chimney was quite warm, and he felt very comfortable being close to it.

The Portuguese soldiers were all attracted to the left side. Zhao Chuanxin jumped out from the right side, accelerated the smart gyroscope, and ran to the bow of the ship in an instant.

He hasn't had time to change into the Fortitude Armor yet, so he can't confront him rashly.

He held the assault rifle in his right hand, took out the Ares M1907 with his left hand, pressed the charging handle on his thick cotton robe, and with a quick rub, the Ares M1907 was loaded.

Chug tug tug...

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly stretched out his gun and fired wildly.

The ghosts of the Portuguese soldiers appeared. Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly appeared behind him. He cried for his father and mother for a while, and was beaten until he was unable to fight back.

There were less than twenty people on the boat, some dead and some injured.

Zhao Chuanxin put away his submachine gun and stepped out with his assault rifle.

The muzzle of the gun drooped, and when he saw that he was still alive, he took another shot.

On another steamboat not far away, the Portuguese soldiers looked at the ruthless Zhao Chuanxin and shouted in fright: Turn around, turn around, it's Zhao Chuanxin, the wind is blowing hard...

Zhao Chuanxin took off his cotton robe, put on his fortitude armor, and put on his war scarred mask.

He changed the magazine, jumped into the sea and gave chase.

I have a magazine of bullets to soothe Fengchen!

You can't escape by running.

This time Zhao Chuanxin wanted to kill them all.

The Portuguese are the most typical hypocrites. Their thick-faced and black-hearted temperament is sometimes more hateful than the arrogant Americans, the arrogant British, and the cruel and despicable Japanese.

Bang, bang, bang...

On the two escaping steamers, Portuguese soldiers fought back.

Zhao Chuanxin swayed left and right, taking a zigzag route, but his speed was still much faster than the steamboat.

However, the firepower net of the Portuguese soldiers was also very tight. Zhao Chuanxin dodged around and even received a shot.

He narrowed his eyes and chanted on the sea: Come like flowing water and go like wind...

Open the holy light channel and get into it.

The next second, Zhao Chuanxin appeared on a steamboat: I don't know where I came from and where I ended up!

The Portuguese soldiers watched Zhao Chuanxin suddenly disappear from the sea.

Just after the ceasefire, Zhao Chuanxin's voice appeared next to him, which aroused the primitive instincts of human beings. The hair really stood on end, just like the appearance of a wild beast after encountering a huge crisis.

The smart gyroscope swept across with the elf carving knife, and the assault rifle fired in an orderly manner.

AOE damage, they can't handle it.

Empty the steamer in an instant.

On the last remaining steamer, before the Portuguese soldiers could realize what was going on, Zhao Chuanxin completed the annihilation of the group.

They turned around and looked in horror. Zhao Chuanxin was standing on the side of the ship, waving to them.

The Portuguese soldiers' skin crawled with goosebumps.

As soon as he turned the gun, Zhao Chuanxin leaned forward. Before they could shoot, the man disappeared again.

The Portuguese soldiers suddenly felt desperate.

If someone feels something, they nervously twist their stiff necks and want to look back.

Sure enough, from the corner of his eye, he caught Zhao Chuanxin's playful eyes.

At this time, Portuguese soldiers stood in rows on the bow of the ship, and the smart gyroscope pulled the elf carving knife from left to right.

The end is a river of blood!

There were no more survivors on board the three steamers.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the old sacred altar, and the power of faith inside was exhausted.

But the speed of gathering is also extremely fast, because in the past two days, he has been very noisy.

As long as he is willing to toss, the power of faith will increase.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the small awning boat before, and was shocked to find that a dying old man put a wet arm on the side of the boat, but was unable to climb up.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the telescope and looked at it, showing surprise.

It turned out to be the old man who sold him the shark skin water bottle.

He jumped out of the boat, galloped to the fishing boat, and pushed the little old man onto the boat.

There was a shocking bullet hole in the little old man's shoulder. The skin and flesh were rolled and bleeding.

The wound was badly covered in blisters, his face was bloodless, and he looked like he was dying.

Zhao Chuanxin lit up a cigarette: Can you still hold on?

The little old man moved his head weakly, his expression was relieved, and his voice was hoarse: The fish and dragon are damaged, the Dragon King is going to take me in.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the hollow of his shoulder. Sure enough, the fish and dragon tattoo was broken into two pieces.

He sat on the side of the boat and said calmly: My name is Zhao Chuanxin, and the Portuguese soldiers who injured you are dead.

The little old man looked back and widened his eyes: Okay, okay, okay!

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled. He took a deep breath of cigarette, raised his head and exhaled like a sword.

After dusting off the soot into the water, his voice became distant and hollow: The soul has come back, and you should enter the Xiumen. The workers wish to recruit you, and you should go back first. The soul has come back, and you should go back to your former residence. There are more traitors and traitors in all directions in the world...

Everyone in the world says that he is a mage, and today he will perform the task of summoning the soul.

The little old man listened to his voice and saw in front of his eyes the scene of his childhood on a fishing boat with his parents and the vast mist on the sea in the early morning.

At that time, as long as he could eat an egg, he would be happy for a whole day.

He lives by fishing and seems to know how to swim from the moment he is born. Having lived on a ship for half my life, I have seen smoke rising from the shore, white smoke emitting from the ships of great powers that covered the sky, and fire and blood.

You can always hear other people talking about Cixi, Li Hongzhang, and Zeng Guofan, saying that teachers use their superiors to control the barbarians. Today, the Qing Dynasty also has ships and naval forces, but in the end it still failed to control the barbarians.

After landing, I experienced the warmth and warmth of human kindness, and was also bullied by foreigners.

His brain is more flexible than other people. He has learned to deceive people and make a living by selling water. Although his life is tight, he does not have to suffer from wind and waves every day like his ancestors.

Thinking of this, the little old man had tears in his eyes, slowly closed his eyes, and breathed his last breath.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin recited the last sentence: Orchid and thin trees, Qiongmu fence. When the soul comes back, why stay far away!

He stood up, threw away the cigarette butt, pushed the fishing boat to the shore using the smart gyroscope, carried the little old man's body, and put it aside first.

Looking down at the old sacred altar, half of the power of faith has been stored in it.

Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck, moved his hands and feet, and practiced balancing techniques on the shore to warm up.

The total number of Portuguese soldiers in Australia may exceed 2,000 after supplies.

This is a big project!