Under the colonial road mark, the wide back of the chair covers the figure of the head of the colonial society. There is only a hand holding a red wine glass, shaking the scarlet wine, like a wandering red dancer.

"The East India Company is quarreling with the parliament. The greedy pigs in the House of Lords are always not enough. I'm going back to deal with these things recently."

The man who mastered the colonial society spoke.

"You can go back, we are here."

The train king patted his belly and laughed loudly. The big cigar was sandwiched in the cracks of his fingers as fat as sausage, and ashes fell.

"Train, your road mark has not been set yet."

The factory owner, who was leaning on a civilization stick next to him and a top hat, took off his monocle glasses and sniffed, wiped it clean with silk, and said with a sarcastic smile.

"Maybe you are the next 'voyage'."

"Stop farting! I'll blow up all your factories when you're waiting."

The train king swears and swears cigarette butts.

The train king and the factory owner have never been able to deal with each other. They participated in the colonial meeting and went overseas to seek improvements in the road targets.

The factory owner relied on the treaty advantages of the Western government and the Dajing court to set up the factory road mark first.

This made the train king feel very awkward and was pressed one end. One of his railway marks took a long time, and the other was that he had not obtained Dajing's permission before.

The four of them followed the colonial democracy to Dajing, and the other three took the treaty bonus early and became the Daobao. Only he was the most unlucky enough to run by himself, and was the last one to accomplish something.

In recent years, he has been placing money and lobbying for the greedy officials of Dajing to clear the relationship. He finally obtained the railway construction rights a few days ago. Fortunately, his mark is the most potential among the few people. Once it is established, he can lie on the lifeblood of this ancient oriental country to suck blood and improve his mark.

The train king and the factory owner choked on the fire, and the steam god sat silently next to him without saying anything. It was always taciturn and extremely sensitive, suspicious priest spoke:

"We'd better have less internal strife. This is an ancient country with a long history in the East. There are many hidden taboos and secrets. We haven't found out the reason why the "Far Voyage" died here before."

They mentioned the name "Far Voyage" several times. This man was once one of the members of the colonial association. The colonial association first came to Dajing's advance army. His Taoist flag was a legendary Western fleet. He originally planned to rely on it to capture Dajing first.

As a result, for some reason, his legendary Western fleet was wiped out in Dajing, and all the ships were sunk. The news spread throughout the West. At that time, the "Far Voyage" just happened to pass the fifth hurdle because he thought the road mark had risen well.

However, it was because of the destruction of the legendary fleet that he once lost his name as a sea legend, causing his navigation mark to collapse.

The Dao Biao fell below his strength, which is one of the two major rules above the Gate of Ghost, and the same ending as committing a taboo.

So Yuanhang died.

A Western Master of Huangquan Road died in Dajing for no reason, and as for whom it took, the colonial association has not yet figured it out. Although they seem to be very arrogant in the Dajing Concession now, they are always afraid of the Dajing master who has killed the long voyage and has not appeared yet, otherwise they would not only seek such a small concession in Dajing.

"Okay, let's break up. If you continue to quarrel, don't waste my time."

The people under the colonial road flag spoke, throwing the red wine glass, and before the scarlet wine spread to the ground, the fog around had dissipated, and the priest walked out of the confessional room.

The priest's hands holding the Bible turned white and he always felt a little restless, but what could make a master at the gate of hell feel restless? Perhaps because the man who mastered the colonial society said he was leaving for a while.

...

On the streets of Caishikou in Dajing, Alice received an assignment from the shelter bureau. She was in a bad mood today. Her father, Baron Victoria, said she would go back to the West recently. It was a distance between the ocean and I guess she would not be able to see it for at least a year in the future.

Alice's mother passed away early. Although her father had been away from business for many years, she had always been the one she admired. She was a great new route pioneer and a great explorer. She thought that she could fight side by side with her father after graduating from college. But now reality and ideals are not the same thing. Her father will never bring her on her adventure. She will always be a little girl in her father. Forget it, let me see what I did in the shelter office for you.

Alice came to the location of the supernatural incident assigned by the shelter office, and a blockade line had been set up at the scene.

The incident happened at a two-story cloth yard. Half of the building disappeared, and it was erected by wolf-toothed dogs. The ginseng brick surface was exposed outside. This cloth yard was like a big cake that made people chew.

Alice searched the supernatural manual sent to them by the shelter bureau. This was a compilation of supernatural incidents in the shelter bureau's investigation into Dajingjing City over the past few years.

Number 003 - Pixiu, a supernatural creature with a big appetite that can eat anything. The supernatural scene is characterized by strange biting marks and loss of large objects...

Alice compared the descriptions on the scene and the manual, and then heard a voice behind her and said:

"Tsk, it's very similar, it's probably it."

“…”

Alice turned around and saw a very familiar person looking at her manual from behind without permission. She still pointed at the manual without considering herself as an outsider and said:

"This thing is good at your shelter. Is there anything extra? I'll give me one?"

Although Alice had only seen this ordinary Beijinger's face, she was inexplicably impressed by her. She put the manual together and did not show it to the other party, frowned and said:

"It's you again? The shelter bureau blocks the scene. Please leave immediately if you don't care..."

Tsk, Lin Shou looked at the foreign girl speechlessly, pointing to the next door, and above the door, the "Nine Sewing Shop" was clearly written.

"Ah, this is my home."

The Bufang where the accident happened was next to Lin Shou. This place turned out to be Qingcheng Teahouse. After An Yunli and the others left, they changed the Bufang. Last night, a supernatural incident occurred and Banlaou had something to eat.

Alice was stunned and said nothing for a moment. She just lived here, so how could she drive people away?

Lin Shou pointed to the supernatural manual in Alice's hand again.

"I can't give me one?"

"cannot!"

Alice turned around and didn't want to pay attention to Lin Shou, leaving him with a tall and slender back and a golden ponytail.

Lin Shou narrowed his eyes. If this were to be done in normal times, he would have grabbed the foreign girl's ponytail and tied it to the street light.

Of course, today he was more interested in, so he let her go first. Lin Shou looked up at the supernatural scene. The familiar tooth marks on the leftover half of the building were from a paper man he made by himself.

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Chapter completed!