"No, useful, Seymour is here..."

Cao Zixia looked at Tan Sitong and spoke again. As he spoke, his eyes were full of murderous intent and glanced at all the foreigners above the ring below, and his eyes changed the expressions of Tan Sitong and the fierce man.

This change between the two made Cao Zixia confirm his guess, and Seymour is below.

Cao Zixia believes that what this country really needs is far less than what many people in later generations know.

However, Cao Zixia was sure of one thing, that is, after the late Ming Dynasty, everyone in this country needed a little bit of pride.

After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, everyone in this country's arrogance of treating foreign races as barbarians had disappeared completely. After the Qing Dynasty, foreign masters were born to be considered superior to themselves.

This situation has never been eliminated until he traveled through time, even if the new country had developed into one of the best powers in the world.

These are all the sequelae left over from a century of shame. The sequelae left behind by the entire country is trampled on by others, even the capital is like a back garden for others.

It is not known whether the incident in the Gengzi year is stopped or not. Cao Zixia didn't know. Even for him, instead of caring about the incident in the Gengzi year in this copy, it is better to care about how he should obtain more thoughts.

But since you have come to this world and have to stand here, you have to do something.

In my country, when you are strong, you can forcefully break in with your army. I can't stop it, but if I want to kill you, I will definitely kill you.

This is just a breath, and if this breath does not dissipate, Shenzhou is still the one that looks proud of the eight desolations and six relationships.

Holding the knife, Cao Zixia strode downstairs. He looked at Tan Sitong directly. Although they were all for this country, his path was definitely different from Tan Sitong. He knew that this man who seemed to be a scholar would never let him go.

"If the reform is successful now, my Chinese ability to resist foreign humiliation, Tan Sitong will meet Brother Cao and his sword and kill foreign enemies and drink enemy blood. But... I'm sorry, Brother Cao..."

Tan Sitong looked at Cao Zixia's steps and sighed slightly. Halfway through his words, he sighed when he was killing the enemy outside and drinking the enemy's blood. Then, Tan Sitong's low voice apologized in silence, and a dazzling sword light suddenly ejected.

The sword light appeared first, and then it sounded like a dragon's roar.

"What I learned about Resurrection is Buddhist swordsmanship, Cao Zixia, you..."

Tan Sitong's sword force just started, and behind him, the voice of the man who had been rude before sounded sounded.

However, as the sword was about to come, Cao Zixia's figure suddenly retreated backwards.

The Cao family's sword skills were perfect. Although Tan Sitong's swordsmanship was strong at this time, Cao Zixia could deal with it, but he was unwilling to fight with Tan Sitong because it was meaningless. Tan Sitong was famous, but he was a literary talent, and he was recognized as a literati.

What kind of majesty can you win a literati and what shock can you create?

"Tan Sitong, find a way to find more reporters from the great powers to come over. There will be a good show next. Don't follow me. There is a ring below..."

Extremely fast words were spit out of Cao Zixia's mouth, and his figure quickly retreated, and in an instant he had smashed the windowsill behind. Then, Cao Zixia fell down like a huge stone.

Tan Sitong and the man who came with him rushed to the broken window and saw Cao Zixia's figure flexibly flipping in the air. Then, his whole body turned around like a huge kite, and his feet quickly stepped on the dense crowd below and ran towards the ring.

"Damn it, Cao Qingshan's hero, why is his son so useless..."

The ingenious man looked at Cao Zixia quickly heading towards the ring and cursed fiercely, then immediately pulled Tan Sitong to avoid the side. At this time, because the windowsill was broken, many people were already looking here.

As Tan Sitong and this strong man, it is not suitable for being seen with Cao Zixia before.

"Mongting, prepare for the battle. We must ensure that Ronglu does not lead the war from Shandong. Otherwise, the entire Zhili will suffer. What's even more terrible is that the great powers may take the opportunity to fight out, which will be another incident in the Gengshen year..."

Tan Sitong had no choice but to look at Cao Zixia who had already jumped onto the ring and spoke to the strong man beside him. The man next to him nodded calmly when he listened to his words.

The year of Gengshen was 1860, the year when the Old Summer Palace was burned down.

At this time, whether Tan Sitong or this strong man was just worried that the great powers would come to the city of Beiping again, but they didn't know how terrifying the things that would be waiting for Beiping this time.

Between Tan Sitong and the fierce man were worried, Cao Zixia was already standing on the ring.

On the ring, the British strongman who was showing off his might and making provocative moves when he saw Cao Zixia jumping up and immediately shouted loudly and wanted to pounce on Cao Zixia. However, before the British strongman could attack, Cao Zixia quickly retreated, and the man was already standing on the huge drum stand beside the ring in three or two steps.

"This challenge should have a constitution. For example, I will make sure that I don't need to be responsible for it if I kill this bear. Otherwise, if I kill this bear, then Britain or Bird Country said that I killed some protected animals and I will not cause trouble for me..."

Half-squatting on it, Cao Zixia looked loudly at the shed above the ring and said.

There were dozens of people sitting above, including British and Chinese officials. However, Cao Zixia didn't even know who the Chinese officials were, let alone those British people, so he didn't know who Seymour was.

"Okay, this UK is said to be an island country, and that bear is a rare thing. If you kill someone, you will never give up..."

With Cao Zixia's voice, a response sound suddenly sounded under the ring. As soon as the sound sounded, it was immediately buried by many sounds around. Obviously, the men in Tianjin below were quite united in the same hatred of the enemy at this time.

Under the mouths of Tianjin people who were talking about their potential for quick success, the official and foreigners in the shed above the ring would not find out who was helping Cao Zixia.

These Tianjin men said that once the quick-witted mouth turns to a cold and humble person, even dead people can jump up in a cold and cold manner. Soon, someone asked two people in the shed on the ring, one was a foreigner and the other a Chinese official.

Cao Zixia secretly noticed it. At the same time, on the ring, the British strongman was already rushing towards him in anger, and his hands swung directly to push down the heavy frame.

"The barbarians are barbarians. They don't even know how to sign the life and death case. They are really a bear, old and young men in Tianjin. Today, I invite everyone to watch a circus and beat the bear..."
Chapter completed!