Chapter 219 I, Lucian, Didn’t Break Off Enough Arms.

There is a reason why there are so many people pulling rickshaws.

This is similar to delivering food. It's hard work, but the more you earn, the more you can support your family. Others think they are weak, but they earn more than ordinary workers. Perhaps they also despise the meager salary of wage earners.

But Zhao Chuanxin stopped doing this because he was cheating people.

In the past, when trying to rip off passengers, the passengers would argue with the driver and make a fuss for a long time, and then the matter would be over. When encountering a difficult situation, the worst he can do is give in and return less money, but in the end he will still make more.

But today he met Zhao Chuanxin.

It’s unreasonable to count the mileage step by step.

Never heard of it, do you know?

"Send it back? You have to think about it, the mileage is not short, and the price may be doubled."

The coachman was not afraid either, he said with a half-smile.

"It's okay. If the numbers match up after I've calculated them, I'll give you a penny more. If they don't match up, you'll have to use the 2 yuan and 40 cents as medical expenses."

Of course the number didn't match up, so the coachman didn't plan to run back.

A seemingly honest smile appeared on that tanned, wrinkled face: "How about we go to the patrol station and let the patrol officer comment?"

Anyone with some status would definitely disdain to do this.

It's not shameful enough for that little money.

But who is Zhao Chuanxin? He has never shown any shame in his life.

"Haha, come on, take this piece of soapstone, go to the corner over there, write your name and draw an arrow."

The driver was stunned, what do you mean?

But as long as you make money, everything else is easy.

So he took the piece of whitish talc, walked to the corner of the wall, wrote his name crookedly, drew an arrow, and came back and handed the talc to Zhao Chuanxin: "Your stone."

Zhao Chuanxin sat down on his seat and said: "Okay, let's go to the Patrol Bureau. What you just drew is the mark, so you can't deny it. It just so happens that Yang Yide, the General Manager of the Visitor Bureau, and Zhang Zhankui, the Deputy General Manager, are both my friends. Let them judge."

Yang Yide has a high and powerful position, and there may be some people at the bottom who have never heard of him.

But Zhang Zhankui was different. He started from a young age and came from a rough background. When he was still a young horse rider, he became famous in the wells of Tianjin city. The coachman had naturally heard of his name.

There was a trace of suspicion on his face: "Do you recognize Mr. Zhang?"

"Let's go, won't you know when you go?"

"This..." Looking at Zhao Chuanxin's expression, he didn't seem to be faking it. The coachman was timid and the people did not want to fight with the officials. "Young people are blind and blind, so I'm being presumptuous and just ask for 1 yuan."

"Really 1 yuan?"

"What a dollar!"

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and threw two ocean dollars.

The driver took it and was stunned: "Ah this..."

Why did you give me an extra dollar?

"Originally, I wanted to give you a tip. I don't want to see other people working hard to pull the cart. But you have to want to rip off customers, so how can I tolerate you? Don't do such immoral things in the future, otherwise your legs will be beaten sooner or later. Cut it off!”

The coachman looked ashamed.

"This gentleman is kind and righteous. I will definitely not do this again in the future."

Before leaving, Zhao Chuanxin added: "This is how you treat foreigners!"

The driver laughed dryly and nodded hurriedly.

But I thought in my heart: Don’t offend foreign adults for tipping.

Fortunately, I didn't say it out loud, otherwise I would have been beaten hard by Zhao Chuanxin, and I would have had to ask for the tip back!

There are two kinds of people I hate the most in my life: the kind of foreign powers, and the kind of Chinese people who kneel down and lick foreigners.

Walking into the Model Prison, the prison guard at the gate shouted: "Stop, what are you doing here?"

"Find someone!"

"Who are you looking for?"

"Zhang Rong!"

If it were another prisoner, the prison guard might not recognize it because there were too many prisoners.

But when he heard Zhang Rong's name, he was the ruthless man who assassinated the five ministers, and Governor Yuan personally tried the case, the prison guard was very impressed.

He looked Zhao Chuanxin up and down: "Are they Zhang Rong's relatives again? They were his sister and brother before, who are you this time? No matter who they are, they can't visit the prison today!"

Seeing the prison guard's calm expression and merciless words, Zhao Chuanxin knew what he wanted.

A piece of ocean flew over.

The prison guard hurriedly took it, with a smile on his calm face: "Okay, let's go in."

When Zhao Chuanxin entered the prison compound, the gate guard winked at his companion: "Go and notify the warden."

Although Zhang Rong, a key criminal who assassinated an imperial official, could visit the prison, his every move was subject to special care.

In particular, the warden Wang Zhang personally ordered that anyone visiting Zhang Rong must inform him.

Zhao Chuanxin was still registering at the door, and Warden Wang Zhang came in a hurry with his people.

He leaned over and saw on the registration column: Lucian, a person from western Liaoning.

Huh? I have no idea who this is!

He basically knows everyone who comes to pay attention to Zhang Rong. In addition to the imperial court, Zhang Rong's sister and brother, there was also Yang Yide, the general manager of the Visiting Bureau.

Especially Yang Yide, asked him to take care of Zhang Rong. If anything happens, notify him as soon as possible.

I don’t know how Zhang Rong cleared Yang Yide’s line.

That's a man who loves money.

When Zhao Chuanxin finished registering, he looked up and saw a man standing next to him. Judging from his uniform and demeanor, he must be the top leader of the prison.

"Is something wrong?"

"Nothing, just go in."

Wang Zhang waved his hand.

After Zhao Chuanxin entered, he said to his subordinates: "Go quickly and send a telegram to General Manager Yang of the Visiting Bureau to tell him that a man named Lucian is coming to visit Zhang Rong."

The men hurried away.

Yang Yide received the telegram and frowned.

Who is this Lucian, and what does he have to do with Zhao Chuanxin?

Because Zhao Chuanxin asked him to take care of Zhang Rong two years ago, and Lucian came here two years later, the two should be related.

But before he could make any move, the official came to report: "General Office, Minister Zai Zhen of the Ministry of Agriculture, Industry and Commerce is here and wants to see you."

Why did Aisin Gioro Zai Zhen come to him?

Shouldn't you go to Governor Yuan if you have something to do?

Then the officer continued: "Governor Yuan is also coming with us!"

Yang Yide hurriedly put on his clothes and cursed loudly: "What the fuck, can you speak completely?"

The officials laughed at him.

It was indeed his fault for gasping.

Putting on an attentive smile, Yang Yide quickly went out to greet him.

As soon as they met, Yuan Datou said without any nonsense: "Jing Lin, go quickly and send someone to investigate a man named Lucian. This man despised the court and framed Zhongliang, and is a crime worthy of death! This man just left the train station. , if the prediction is correct, he should have gone to a place like a car shop or hotel to rest."

Hearing the word "Lucian", Yang Yide's heart skipped a beat.

Looking at Governor Yuan and then at Aixinjueluo Zaizhen, who looked unhappy, Yang Yide knew clearly that Lucian must have offended the prince's son.

His father was a popular figure in front of Cixi!

But he didn't say what was in his heart. Instead, he asked: "Governor, do you know what Lucian looks like?"

Yuan Datou turned his head and looked at Aixinjueluo Zaizhen.

Aixinjueluo Zaizhen snorted: "This man is tall, about five feet two inches to five feet three inches. He has not shaved his head, his hair is as long as his neck, and he wears Western clothes. His words and deeds are vulgar, and his body is dissolute. …”

The more Yang Yide listened, the more he felt something was wrong. When Aixinjueluo Zai Zhenyi described it, someone's figure emerged in his mind.

It's so easy to spot.

But he remained calm.

Pretending not to know, he patted his chest and vowed: "I will do my best to handle this case!"

Aixinjueluo Zai Zhen's face improved a little: "Yes, Jing Lin still understands the importance of things. It's time to work."

"Master Shangshu is serious. I'm humble and go away now."

Yang Yide knew that Lucian must be Zhao Chuanxin, so he shouted loudly: "Gather people and go to all the car shops, hotels and hotels in the southern section and the northern section to investigate. I will bring a team of people and adapt accordingly. Once I catch this person, I will immediately Come report..."

The words were deliberately spoken to Yuan Datou and Aixinjueluo Zaizhen.

Because the two of them thought that Zhao Chuanxian had stayed in a hotel or some other place.

But Yang Yide knew that Zhao Chuanxin was in the model prison at the moment.

Therefore, he naturally took people secretly to wait outside the model prison.

…

Zhao Chuanxin was led into the cell by the prison guards. In the dark prison, prisoners in the cells on both sides started to make noises when they saw people coming.

"Young pretty boy, come here like you are."

"Are you new? Hey, he's quite tall."

"As for you, come here, your skin is quite tender, I can touch it."

In a cell, a prisoner stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Zhao Chuanxin.

Listening to their chatter, they were buzzing like flies, especially those who didn't open their eyes and stretched out their hands.

Before the prison guard could react, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly rushed over, grabbed the man's arm, and pressed hard on the iron grid of the cell.

He was very strong, and with the tilt of his weight, there was only a "click" sound.

The prisoner's arm was turned ninety degrees at an incredible angle, and the bones bulged out the flesh.

"Did you draft it? Come on, let me see how you want to touch me?"

He wears devil's crystal glasses and has fair skin. If he didn't speak, he would be said to be a gentle man.

But when you open your mouth and speak extremely "motherly" words, a polite person turns into a polite scum.

The noise fell silent.

So cruel!

The prison guard turned pale with horror, looking at the prisoner whose arm was clamped on the iron bars, twisting and wailing, but he didn't dare to pull his arm back.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin again, the prison guard suddenly pulled out his baton and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin tremblingly: "You, you, what do you want to do?"

Zhao Chuanxin's expression remained unchanged, he took out a handful of ocean and threw it on the ground: "Take it to treat his injury, and the rest belongs to you. Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, I can make dozens of pennies every minute, and I don't have time to accompany you. Bullshit."

"..."

Two prison guards hurriedly squatted down to pick up the money.

How much would it cost to find a doctor to graft the bone?

They made a lot of money!

Zhao Chuanxinying looked at Lang, turned his eyes, and roared: "Is there anyone who wants to be healed? Please sign up and I will help him!"

Although it is called a model prison, many of the prisoners held here are extremely vicious felons.

But when Zhao Chuanxin opened his mouth, no one dared to speak!

"You are a bunch of bastards, if I were here, I would break every one of your bones! Ah...tui!"

After the prison guard picked up the money, although he still led the way, he stayed far away from Zhao Chuanxin.

It seems that if you get close, there is a danger of broken bones and tendons.

Not long after, they arrived outside Zhang Rong's cell.

Zhao Chuanxin looked inside and saw that the cell was quite clean. There were only four people in the room, and it was even furnished with simple four treasures of the study and a desk.

I don’t know whether Zhang Gui paid to bribe the prison guards, or whether Zhao Chuanxin’s previous greeting to Yang Yide had an effect.

Zhang Rong was writing and drawing when he saw someone coming outside and looked up.

When he saw Zhao Chuanxin, he stood up suddenly: "Zhao..."

Zhao Chuanxin coughed hard: "It's an honor for you, Zhang Rong, to have Lucian, the little black dragon with two spears and quick legs, come visit you."

"Ah, yes, Mr. Lu, thank you for coming to see me."

Zhang Rong reacted immediately.

He knows Zhao Chuanxin, he has a lot of aliases and names, he is a bit popular outside the pass, Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand and so on. Now he has a little black dragon with double guns and fast legs, which is also a basic operation, just don't be six.

Zhao Chuanxin said to the prison guards on his left and right: "You leave first, I have something to say to him."

Prison guard: "This..."

"Huh?" Zhao Chuanxin had a serious face. "Is it because you got less money, or because I, Lucian, didn't break enough arms?"

The prison guard was startled: "It's a lot of money and there are enough arms. Let's just go further. Just in time, we have to ask the doctor to reattach that man's arm."

Zhang Rong was also surprised when he saw Zhao Chuanxin being so majestic.

This man seems to have no formal appearance, but he looks majestic wherever he goes, which is also a strange thing!

After the prison guards walked away, Zhao Chuanxin approached the iron fence and whispered: "Your sister Zhang Gui, go to Lugang Town and ask me to rescue you."

Hearing this, Zhang Rong felt ashamed at first because Zhang Gui had broken her heart because of him.

Moreover, he already owed Zhao Chuanxin a favor, and now he kept annoying others to come to rescue him, and he felt very sorry.

Then a look of hope flashed across his face: "Mr. Zhao, is there any way?"

"When I came, I observed the prison and it was tighter than I expected."

Zhang Rong looked disappointed.

He expected this result.

Prisoner robbery and so on, that is to say, it is impossible in reality.

But I heard Zhao Chuanxin say again: "But it's easy to rescue you."

wipe……

Zhang Rong's heart jumped up and down, his blood pressure soared, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

Can you speak without being out of breath?

"Mr. Zhao, don't amuse me anymore. I'm not afraid of death, but it would be too uncomfortable to die in prison. A man must die in a vigorous career!"

What a fool.

Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "Originally I planned to rescue you tonight, but now it seems impossible. Rescuing you is only the first step, and I have to find a way to send you out of Tianjin City. I need to prepare Some days, I just have to go to Peiyang University Hall to give a speech to those lovely students. When it's all over, I'll come to save you."

Originally, Zhao Chuanxin wanted to show off in front of Zhang Rong: Look, I'm going to give a speech at the university, aren't I awesome?

But at this moment, Zhang Rong's mind was filled with the ecstasy of escaping from the dead. How could he hear anything else?

He hurriedly asked: "Mr. Zhao, how should I cooperate with you?"

"Oh, it's time to eat and sleep. You will know when it's time to save you."

After saying that, Zhao Chuanxin shouted to the prison guard not far away: "I'm done here, come here."

The prison guard ran over. Zhao Chuanxin pointed at Zhang Rong and said, "My friend, he wants to have a good meal and breathe the fresh air outside. I didn't bring enough money today. I will wait for a few days." If we come again, I will have to trouble you. Haha, you understand."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of counting money.

The prison guard was stunned for a moment. He was far inferior to the old man like Yang Yide.

It took him a moment to react, his face full of joy: "That's easy to talk about."

Another sum of money is about to arrive in the account. This man is very generous, and I think he will have more money.

From their point of view, prisoner robbery does not exist.

So I didn't have any worries, but looked forward to Zhao Chuanxin's next arrival.

Winking at Zhang Rong, Zhao Chuanxin walked out with his hands behind his back, as if he didn't recognize his relatives.

Zhang Rong was left breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling, and he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

If anyone dares to rob a prisoner, it might be the illegal alien Zhao Chuanxin!

He believed what Zhao Chuanxin said!

After leaving the cell door, the sun was dazzling.

Needless to say, Zhao Chuanxin really felt like seeing the light of day again.

If you want to do something, you have to be willing to sacrifice money.

Looking at the prison guard behind him who was bowing slightly, Zhao Chuanxin threw another piece of ocean in front of him: "Excuse me, just take this hard-earned money and go have some tea."

"Thank you so much, sir."

The prison guard was delighted.

How generous!

If there are such "customers" coming to the door every day and taking a look at the prisoners inside, it is easy for them to make a fortune.

After walking out of the gate of the model prison, Zhao Chuanxin looked around and found that it was a bit too quiet.

He narrowed his eyes.

There was a rickshaw, empty, coming from a distance.

Zhao Chuanxin took a look and saw, wasn't this the same coachman who wanted to rip off customers?

His face was a little pale, and even Zhao Chuanxin's legs were shaking a little when he saw him.

When the driver got closer, he stopped in front of Zhao Chuanxin and said, "Sir, someone asked me to tell you to meet him at a teahouse three miles away. He said his surname is Yang, you know."

The surname is Yang, you know.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately knew who this person was.

"Okay." Zhao Chuanxin got into the car. "Let's go, don't be afraid, just pretend nothing happened."

The coachman forced himself to remain calm.

The entire city's patrol police mobilized to conduct a search, and the subordinates led by the man who had just asked him to work were even more heavily armed.

The driver was frightened.

When he arrived at the teahouse, Zhao Chuanxin had two more horse cards in his hand.

When he got out of the car, the driver naturally saw the gun in his hand, and he was even more nervous as if he was walking on thin ice.

Zhao Chuanxin gave him two pieces of ocean: "Let's go."

The driver ran away quickly.

I tidied up my crisp black long flannel coat!

He glanced up.

The fog over Tianjin City is the cigar smoke exhaled by Zhao Chuanxin.

On the left and right, no ambush was seen.

He strolled into the teahouse.

The teahouse was empty, there were no customers, there was only one person - Yang Yide.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin holding two guns, Yang Yide didn't mind and came forward with a smile.

Before he could speak, Zhao Chuanxin turned the muzzles of his two guns downwards, pressed the handles of the guns with his thumbs and tabs, pressed the triggers with his four fingers, and clicked...

Two hands completed the loading action with one hand at the same time, which made Yang Yide's eyelids jump sharply.

What a big hand!

What a skillful technique!

Zhao Chuanxin's reputation as a sharpshooter is indeed well-deserved!

He laughed dryly and said: "There is no need for this, Brother Zhao. I have already sent my men to patrol nearby."

"Haha, just in case."

Zhao Chuanxin smiles but doesn't smile.

"Brother Zhao has offended Aixinjueluo Zai Zhen again this time. This person is not easy to offend. No other meaning, brother is just here to remind you that the minister found Governor Yuan, and Governor Yuan came to see me personally. Come and capture Lucian. Lucian, I think he is Brother Zhao."

Zhao Chuanxin reported Lucian's name, but Yang Yide immediately thought of him.

It can be seen that this person has some intelligence, but he doesn't use it in the right way.