The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Wilhelmina was thinking about something while filling the magazine with bullets from the 7.62-caliber mirror box according to Zhao Chuanxin's instructions.

Her marriage was a political marriage to Hendrik, the youngest child of Archduke Friedrich Franz II of Schwerin.

Since there are many brothers and sisters in the family, he has no inheritance rights and is completely a transparent little prince.

However, he was arrogant and arrogant, and it was already embarrassing to barge in on her. Moreover, being the royal wife was boring and shameless. The most important thing was that he had no real power, which made him unhappy with Wilhelmina and also cynical.

Another thing is that Wilhelmina wanted to have a child, but she had several miscarriages.

This is the key to the breakdown of the relationship between the two.

To date, they have no children.

After experiencing the arrogance of my current husband who is ignorant of the world, looking at Zhao Chuanxin, he seems to be generous but shows no obvious care in everything.

Wilhelmina suddenly felt something strange.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin saw that the magazine was full, but Wilhelmina still mechanically inserted bullets into it. Of course, she couldn't press it anymore.

I had to remind her aloud: Hey, wife, you have to know how to control yourself. If you continue like this, you will squeeze all the springs out of me.

Wilhelmina looked at the magazine and blushed slightly: What nonsense are you talking about?

Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: You said you are the queen, which country are you the queen of?

Netherlands.

The Netherlands had already declined at this time, and was somewhat transparent among the European and American powers.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at her suspiciously: Are you really the queen?

He couldn't remember this person.

If Wilhelmina hadn't said she was the queen, Zhao Chuanxian wouldn't even know that the Netherlands is a monarchy.

However, there is one thing that has something to do with the Netherlands - the Second Peace Conference of All Nations was held in The Hague, Netherlands.

The Korean Emperor Lee Hee sent people to The Hague to expose the ugly colonial face of the Japanese.

Zhao Chuanxin said in his heart that he didn't know if Li Xiangxi and the others had arrived at this moment.

Forget it, why are you thinking about these useless things? It's like an egg even if you don't see it.

Wilhelmina pursed her lips and said reservedly: I am really the Queen of the Netherlands, and my name is Wilhelmina Helena Paulina Maria.

At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin was vaguely convinced.

If you marry me, will I become the king?

That's not the case, you will become the prince's husband.

Oh, Mr. Wang is in charge of the entire Netherlands, right?

No, Mr. Wang has no real power.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: Haha, it seems you have considered making me the prince's husband?

Wilhelmina was pulled in by him, she was stunned, and her face turned slightly red: You will never become a prince's wife, because I already have a prince's wife.

Oh, that's all a trivial matter. If I kill him, won't you become a little widow? Then you marry me again, and the dowry will be the entire Netherlands.

Listening to his talk of cheating, Wilhelmina returned to reality: You can't even protect yourself, and you still want to kill Wang Fu?

Zhao Chuanxin no longer hurts so much.

Although it hurts the muscles and bones, the effect of the healing leaves cannot be overshadowed.

As long as his internal organs weren't shattered and his bones weren't terribly broken, Zhao Chuanxin wasn't too worried about becoming disabled.

He began to take out equipment from the secret realm.

Who told you that I can't protect myself? If you want to kill me, Zhao Chuanxin, these soldiers and generals are not worthy of it! Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: Come on, wife, help my husband wear armor.

Wilhelmina was powerless to correct herself.

At the same time, she became somewhat immune to Zhao Chuanxin's endless methods: What kind of magic equipment is this? Can it control the wind and rain?

The magic of the mud trowel gloves previously gave her a great shock.

This is not a magic weapon, this is invulnerable equipment.

With her help, Zhao Chuanxin fastened the buttons and put on the skull mask.

Wilhelmina looked at it: This mask is so scary.

Yes, they should be afraid because they don't know who they are messing with.

Zhao Chuanxin limped two steps, and the flesh on his thigh that had been scratched by the bullet felt heartbreaking pain.

Mugwort, your awesomeness seems a bit exaggerated.

There are no healing leaves to treat the thigh injury.

Wilhelmina persuaded: Don't be brave, let's escape quickly.

Zhao Chuanxin was about to speak.

Suddenly, a faint call came from a distance.

His Majesty……

Queen Maria...

Wilhelmina's face lit up with joy: It's my guards who have come.

However,

Suddenly a gunshot rang out.

Then the gunshots of Baodou continued to be heard.

Zhao Chuanxin shrugged: Obviously, the person who shot at me didn't take your guards seriously.

Wilhelmina's face changed slightly and she said worriedly: That man's shooting skills are very accurate. Will anything happen to my guards?

In fact, something happened to her guard.

Because they were looking for her, the guards separated and formed several squads.

What came here was just one of the three-person team.

They heard gunshots and looked for it, but were ambushed.

The madman Louis Verweide didn't care about the Queen or Goddess. When he saw someone approaching with a weapon, he immediately shot and killed one person.

The other two people hurriedly found cover.

But where is the bunker in the pasture?

Louis Welweide's bullets were all perfect, even Zhao Chuanxin was hit when he was hiding in the grass, not to mention that another member of Wilhelmina's bodyguard was knocked down immediately.

The last person had no choice but to lie motionless in the grass and survived.

Briggs returned with the remaining soldiers and reported to Louis Verweide in shock: We were ambushed by the other side. There were a lot of gunshots, and I don't know how many people were ambushed in the woods. You are shooting again. who?

Haha, I don't know, maybe it's the reinforcements from that group of cowboys, shouting nonsense like Your Majesty and Queen. Louis Wellweide said nonchalantly. As usual, I didn't hit the vital points and let them bleed more. I like to listen to their wails.

Briggs' face froze and he cursed this pervert secretly.

He said: What should we do now? We must not be outflanked.

Haha, idiot. That gunshot was obviously just a gun. I heard it, but you thought there were many people.

Briggs had a hard fist, but was unfamiliar with thermal weapons warfare.

He said in embarrassment: How would I know? Four of us have already died!

How about you being a fool? The sound of the gun was sharp and rapid, but it could be fired continuously. It was obviously not a heavy machine gun. Although I don't know what it was, it wouldn't be particularly powerful. Maybe those four people are not dead yet, but you are Escape from the battlefield and leave them to fend for themselves.”

I am...

Briggs had no idea Louis Verweide was so good at it.

His face froze: Then tell me, what should we do now?

Don't be impatient. I'll fight off this group first, and then I'll go and deal with the man and woman myself. If you're scared out of your wits, why not go to Old Wesley's house and have a look, maybe you'll find something unexpected. But what's left is Leave me some manpower, I can still use it.”

The others wanted to leave with Briggs, but the madman had already spoken and they did not dare to say anything.

Hmph, just go. Briggs pretended to be irritated and ran into the rain.

After he rode away, Louis Verweide loaded the gun, pulled the bolt, and fired, all at once.

But he sneered: Coward.

He fired one shot after another, taking his time.

The purpose is to force the only remaining person to show up.

Seeing that the other party could keep his composure, Louis Verweide simply walked out of the hiding place, fired and shouted: I'm coming, are you ready, buddy?

One shot, two shots, three shots.

Here, the people from Standard Oil were stunned.

Madman, he is an out-and-out madman.

Isn't he afraid of death?

No, he is just confident in his shooting skills.

Finally, the only remaining member of the guard became frightened, raised his gun, and fired in horror.

He was already panicking, and his marksmanship was far inferior to that of Louis Verweide.

This shot undoubtedly missed.

But he successfully exposed his location.

When Louis Verweide heard the gunfire, he turned the gun steadily without blinking.

boom!

Frank Wellweed fired instantly, then looked back confidently.

But there was no sound in the grass.

Returning to the crowd, Louis Welweide pointed to the clavicle and the intercostal space below, and then pointed to the thigh: See, boys, these places are not fatal. But the head, chest, kidneys, spleen, these But the place is deadly. Old Wellweed can hit wherever he wants.

Everyone was submissive and smiled dryly.

Mr. Wellweed, you are really good at shooting.

Louis Welweide glanced at them disdainfully, shouldered his gun and said leisurely: Now, it's time for the man and woman. They are more interesting.

…

Briggs rode on horseback and soon arrived at the abandoned house.

Outside the house he saw a carriage, horses, and the body of a wolf with two hind legs removed.

He dismounted, took out his revolver, pulled the trigger, and cautiously approached the house.

Suddenly, a very tall horse nearby screeched loudly, startling Briggs.

The horse turned its lips and spat at him, as if it were mocking him.

Briggs spat, thinking he would pick it up later.

The door has been damaged, and it opens and opens when the wind blows.

He pushed the door open, but before anyone came in, the gunpoint entered the room.

However, a black shadow came over, and he felt pain in his hand, and the gun fell to the ground.

This blow was so harsh that he felt that the bones on the back of his hand were almost broken.

A larger black shadow swept out from the door.

This was a black man nearly two meters tall, carrying a horse spoon in his hand, and he had just used the horse spoon to knock off his gun.

As a result, the black man threw away the horse spoon, roared like a beast in his throat, and rushed towards him.

After all, Briggs was a boxer. He faced a strong man nearly two meters away with his bare hands, but he was still shocked.

He staggered his steps, raised his fist, and advanced instead of retreating. His fist penetrated the black man's defense and hit the black man's chin.

However, the black man had a thick neck and did not even shake his head. Instead, he raised his fist and hit him with a straight punch.

Briggs easily dodged and hit the black man in the stomach with another uppercut.

The black man's hill-like body remained motionless, and the fist he swung out made a backhand swing.