Chapter 509: Great railway

The jagged sharp fracture of the cross was half a meter deep into the giant eyes, and the black blood splattered how old it was.
The giant eye, who professed to be "Great Jug", gave a heart-shattering roar. I saw the ground cracked, and big and small eyes opened from the ground, followed by ceilings, walls, chandeliers, sculptures, everything in the church. All gave birth to the eyes of the great Jug, and the bloodshot one-eyed eyes were full of cruelty and deceit.
"Great Jug is watching you!"
He growled.
Li Yan felt a sharp pain in his temple. Such a mental shock is enough to make ordinary people bleed to death with seven holes.
But Li Yan had a "resistance vanguard" in his body, and soon returned to God, he leapt without hesitation. Behind him came a half-water polo with a frosty coldness. His fist was falsely gripped, the water polo turned abruptly, and a large block of sharp ice guns swept in all directions in a storm.
The aunts in the red robes screamed and ran away, but the eyes of the "Great Jug" were spared, and they were all centered by the ice gun, making a squeak sound like a pierced water polo.
A red robe fairy aunt suddenly gave birth to a huge one-eyed eye, was subsequently penetrated by an ice gun, and died on the spot.
Sister Zhen, who had tricked Li Yanzhao into a chair, shivered, chanting non-foreign spells in her mouth. Suddenly, an aunt in red robe in front of her groaned painfully, and her cheeks grew out of fear Eyes, followed by the second and third. The ice gun followed the figure and pierced the head of the fairy aunt directly.
Sister Zhen witnessed everything, her eyes turned white, and the red robe was wet with water stains.
Li Yan frowned. He wanted to live, but if he went on like this, and spread to these mortals, there would be no tongue to ask. With this distraction of clinker, a sting came from the back of the hand, and Li Yan took a sigh of coldness and looked towards the back of his hand, where a terrible one-eyed eye grew.
"Great Jug is ..."
Blood dip!
Dragon spitting fog!
Great Juge sent a long miserable, his one eye was under the fierce scour of the dragon spitting mist, the one eye on the back of Li Yan's hand disappeared, leaving only a scar in the shape of a date core.
All eyeballs were smashed by Li Yan, and the church fell silent. The dozen or so strange fishes that had been tangled on the cross were missing.
Li Yan moulded an ice skate with water, his eyes narrowed, and he drew himself to the edge of the fireplace. A few knives chopped up a strange fish trying to escape.
After a long hissing, these hidden strange fishes fled in all directions. Before they escaped too far, they were enveloped by a group of dragons spitting fog. After struggling for a long time, they could not escape.
Li Yan twisted his neck, "Dragon Spit Fog" twitched fiercely, and the bodies of those strange snakes fell apart under the scour of these strange white mists.
When he was about to die, these weird fish with long eyes all over his body screamed long: "Foreign god! Do you think you can succeed ?! The world has been held in the palm of the black robe emperor. He used steel and machines to erode people's hearts. .The old and the dominator are all under his watch, and you will be defeated! "
Soon, under the spit of the dragon's spit mist, these strange snakes turned into dried meat, and never said a word.
Li Yan vaguely felt that this creature that claimed to be "Great Jug" had not been completely killed by itself, or that its true body had never come to this world, and it had simply wiped out a little of its remaining in this world. The flame of life.
Li Yan stepped on the flesh and the stains, and came to the sisters Zhen who were curled up into a ball and many aunts in red robes.
Sister Zhen closed her eyes tightly, put her hands on her chest, and said something in her mouth.
"The emperor came wide in a black robe, holding flames in one hand, and metal in one hand. He will overturn all indescribable gods from ancient times to the present and re-determine the recipes for all things. Ancient gods and tyrants have died out. The five states The warlocks will have nothing to do. When the black smoke envelopes everything, the world will be reduced to the meal of the emperor. Only the believers of the great Jugs will be spared the death, and they hold red lights ... "
A cold ice skate was nailed to Zhen's ear.
"Your Jug has abandoned you and gone. Now it is only you who can save you. Come on, use your brain and give me a reason not to kill you."
Sister Zhen opened her eyes, thumped to the ground and threw her palms out. Trembling voice: "I would like to serve my lord with all my life and loyalty."
"..."
The other aunts in the red robes had learned something, and all came around and kneeled at the feet of Li Yan.
Li Yan shook his head: "This set of rhetoric is useless to me, and I don't need the godwife to trick the living person into a sacrifice for me, do you have anything else to say?"
Sister Zhen's body was still trembling slightly, and the breath of death almost paralyzed her, but at this critical juncture, she showed amazing resilience.
"Adults in your church have a lot of believers. Among them are fierce gang leaders, the owners of the smoking hall, smuggling merchants, and the district sheriffs of the police station. They are waiting for your rescue. The followers of the believers also need the rescue of adults. "
Li Yan couldn't help laughing: "You're a very smart woman, you don't need others to save."
Li Yan pulled his legs to the bench aside and sat down, examining the flesh and blood, the dead body, and the broken cross.
"Tell me about the city, San Francisco."

"We must issue a serious warning to the railroad companies and to those shameless businessmen who must dismiss all Chinese workers within three months! Otherwise, our bullets will replace the ballots! Make it right for San Francisco s Choice!"
On the high platform of flowers, a middle-aged man with flax-colored hair and freckles, speaking with a clear Irish accent, spoke eloquently and surrounded a large number of people under the banner.
"The Chinese guy rolled back!"
The man shouted.
Shanhu tsunami's response surrounded him.
Not far away, Li Yan was wrapped in a thick cloak, holding his shoulders and watching coldly.
"He is the representative of the Workers’ Party and his name is Coney. He is a rising political star in San Francisco, and you have heard all his claims. "
Zhen Lian, also wearing a cape, handed a cup of hot cocoa to Li Yan.
Li Yan didn't answer, but just smiled and said, "Survival is always difficult. Let's talk about the subject."
"Okay, sir."
Zhen Lian whispered, pointing at the majestic railway that runs through the harbor, saying: "It has been 16 years since the design of the ocean train was first exhibited at the World Expo in 1865. The top cities in the world, Train tracks have been built in all directions, and the San Francisco Maritime Railroad has been in operation for five years. "
"The train on this railway can depart from San Francisco, transfer to Manila, send spices, gold, raw silk, coal, iron ore to Lisbon in Europe or Nagasaki, Japan. It can also send opium, cotton, medicine, And all kinds of mechanical parts are continuously supplied to San Francisco from all over the world. There is no doubt that this railway is the main artery of San Francisco connecting the whole world. "
"However, almost 80% of the maintenance and construction work of this railway is done by the Chinese. Because of the low wages and the submissive character, the railway companies are more willing to hire Chinese. At the same time, some extremely dangerous positions, in addition to the Chinese, also It's hard to find someone you want to take on. "
Zhen Lian's five fingers spread out: "My father died in the construction of this railway."
Li Yan glanced at her without making a statement.
"Ironically, the vast majority of Chinese are not allowed to enter San Francisco, they can only stay at the port and the pier. Looking out at the castle and fireworks on a cold night."
Zhen Lian leaned sideways to Li Yan, respectfully saying: "The stock exchange you are looking for must go up the track into San Francisco," Giant Lake ", the Thursday repertoire of the Black Rose Opera House. I'm still inquiring. "
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