Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: "I said, you are hindering my walking. Get out of the way, understand?"

The last thing a soldier should do is to reach out and grab Zhao Chuanxin by his collar.

This is what bothers Zhao Chuanxin the most.

But he was holding the Panama hat in his left hand, and his right hand grasped the opponent's palm first and then pulled it forward.

"Ah...it hurts, it hurts..."

When the soldier next to him saw this, his eyes widened and he wanted to step forward to help.

Worried about destroying Cleris' shop, after all, he had "served" for him, Zhao Chuanxin put the Panama hat in his left hand into his bag, pushed a soldier with his right hand, and held the hand of another soldier with his left hand.

, pushing them towards the door.

Everything happened so fast that Claris had not yet reacted.

Zhao Chuanxin took them out and hit the soldier whose fingers were broken off with an electric cannon in the face.

He took out the Whip of Judgment, swept it across, turned his elbows and danced with flowers, and the willows were swayed by the wind...

After a few strokes, a group of soldiers were slapped until their skin was torn apart and they were crying for their fathers and mothers.

Because the devil's vine has spread its barbs...

Zhao Chuanxin spat: "I'm just going to buy some fucking things, and you guys can come and make trouble. It shows that Huertas is not a good bird either."

He looked at it and saw that there was still flesh hanging on the whip of judgment, which was really disgusting.

So he whistled, and the hanging blood beads were instantly absorbed, while the devil's vine shook, and all its flesh and skin fell off.

These soldiers may have been specially forced to take Cleris away, deliberately freeing up their hands and feet and not carrying guns.

In this era, those who can carry pistols are often military officers, and large-scale soldiers are not qualified.

They couldn't beat Zhao Chuanxin, so they wailed for a moment, looked at each other, supported each other, said harsh words that Zhao Chuanxin didn't understand, and limped away.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to make too much noise, so he didn't stop him and was leaving anyway.

Zhao Chuanxin looked down and saw that he was wet again.

The spicy one next door is endless.

This time he didn't go back. He planned to leave directly, find another place to change clothes, put on a raincoat and chase the cargo ship.

But Claris came out and said: "Constantine, I will take you to a safe place, you have got into big trouble."

She carried something wrapped in waterproof oil paper, locked the door of the store, and ran with Zhao Chuanxin in the rain.

Zhao Chuanxin probably wanted to get rid of her, but that didn't seem to be the case. After all, he had good intentions.

At this time there was thunder and lightning, and it was raining and smoking.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted loudly: "Where are you taking me?"

Clarisse was in front and said without looking back: "Take you to a safe place."

The so-called safe place turned out to be a site for excavation of ruins.

There is a narrow passage here, supported by logs on both sides, and it is actually quite dry inside.

Claris wiped the rainwater from his face and said: "The Americans dug this place, and they took away all the bottles and cans in the cemetery."

Americans like to do this very much and have taken away many cultural relics from different countries around the world.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the short dress she was wearing was wetted by the rain and clung tightly to her body.

Especially in the front, Zhao Chuanxin found that there was an empty cylinder inside, and it was marked on his body by the rain.

He saw everything clearly.

This made him involuntarily raise his head with respect.

After all, everyone got wet from the rain.

So Clarisse also saw this scene.

She patted Zhao Chuanxin's arm generously: "How long has it been? I still think about this..."

Zhao Chuanxin: "You may not know that I always use my lower body to think."

Clarisse stretched out his hand and tugged at his skirt, letting it peel off from his body.

She changed the subject and said: "The Americans have dug up the graves of our ancestors, but President Amado doesn't care. He only knows how to be greedy for money, and Huertas is the same. I heard that he has a drying machine in his house specially for money."

There is a mountain of money in the room..."

Zhao Chuanxin's heart moved: "How much money do you have?"
Chapter completed!