Hao Xian floated quickly across Donghuamen Street, maintaining his soul body at a high level, constantly looking around, trying to find something.

As early as when he heard the waiter say those extremely connotative words to Xiao De Zhang, Hao Xian foresaw the next development and began to think hard about the way to break the deadlock.

How can Zheng Xinwen survive the persecution of Xiao Dezhang, leave Beijing safely, and go to Harbin to make pot buns and meat?

Launch a disposable soul-wiping possessed Xiao De Zhang?

Not to mention that this is disgusting. Even if Hao Xian controls Xiao De Zhang to let Zheng Xinwen go, it will only cost fifteen minutes of buffering time. When the soul-piercing effect is over, Xiao De Zhang, who has returned to normal, is likely to send guards to recover Zheng Xinwen!

The guards possessed by Xiao Dezhang beat him to death to eliminate the harm to the people?

It's hard, Hao Xian doesn't know much martial arts. There are so many other guards. Do you expect Xiao De Zhang to be careless and be able to kill him with one blow? What's more, if Cixi's dog died in Zhenweiju, Zheng Xinwen might be even more reluctant to take advantage of it.

Soul Piercing Zheng Xinwen, Soul Piercing Waiter is obviously useless, and there is no one present who can reverse the situation...

Therefore, you must go outside Zhenweiju to find it!

So, when he saw Xiao Dezhang possessed by the strange black fog, Hao Xian decisively left the scene, looking for a person who could turn the situation around!

If anyone can suppress Xiao Dezhang, the most useful one must be the Empress Dowager Cixi, but Hao Xian obviously did not have enough time to float to the Forbidden City to find Cixi, and it was even more impossible to rush back to Zhenweiju within the fifteen-minute time limit.

Emperor Guangxu had long been quiet by Cixi, and he did not expect him and Kangxi, or Qianlong to come out for private visits.

And those ordinary ministers, Xiao Dezhang may not be able to sell their face. As for the important ministers who can touch Xiao Dezhang... Hao Xian didn't know where to look for them!

He floated on the street and looked around anxiously, trying his best to think about it, and suddenly noticed something strange.

Passers-by on the entire Donghuamen Street, the easternmost stream of people gathered in one place, which was no different from the normal downtown scene. The crowds on the west side were arranged on both sides of the road, and there were not many people walking in the middle of the empty road, and the further away the space in the middle, the larger the space is vacant.

It was like a shark swam by the sea, leaving behind a white wave.

Hao Xian has an impression of this kind of scene.

On the first day he came to the Qing Dynasty, he experienced it personally-

"The British Ambassador's carriage is here, get out of here!"

After someone shouted like this, pedestrians on the whole road immediately walked to both sides, as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Only Hao Xian silly hit him head-on, but fortunately he was not injured because he was soul-piercing.

That scene back then was exactly the same as the current Donghuamen Street.

It was because the carriages of the envoys of the great powers passed by, and the pedestrians on this street seemed to have been plowed!

A flash of memory emerged deep in Hao Xian's soul. Before he entered Zhenweiju, he seemed to hear someone shouting: "The ambassador of the Rakshasa Kingdom is here!"

Rakshasa Kingdom!

Russian ambassador!

After Zheng Xinwen arrived in Harbin, he invented the pot and meat dumplings because he wanted to entertain Russian envoys?

All the clues were connected in an instant, and Hao Xian's thinking made a decision in the flash of lightning!

He began to look west along Donghuamen Street for the carriage of the envoy of the Rakshasa Kingdom...

...

In a car running on a horse, two tall men wearing traditional Russian aristocratic outfits were talking in Russian.

"Andre, I'm really happy that you came to Beijing to accompany me. Are you satisfied with today's welcome banquet?"

"Oh, dear Peter, I have no other meaning, the wine I just drank at that Zhimiaolou was so bland and tasteless! As for the taste of the dish, I think I will get used to it." Andre replied.

"I'm not used to it yet. I miss the fried buns in my hometown very much!" Peter shrugged, "But I miss Te's vodka even more!"

【*Note: Fried buns (Pirozhki), a Russian aristocratic food from the Tsarist era, are a golden fried bun with pork and beef filling.】

"Hahaha, you can rest assured that this mission is. I know that this mission may require you to stay in Beijing for many years, so I brought a few cars of vodka here! Don't be polite to me, you must get a little more!" Andrei said with a bold smile.

"Oh my God, Andrew, you are the best friend in the world! Don't need too many, just give me a car!" Peter said "politely" with a smile on his face.

Andrey twitched his face slightly.

Do you really want so much vodka from me?

But before he could come, he was anxious to find an excuse to refuse. Peter, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly opened the window and shouted to the coachman in Chinese: "Look back! Turn back! Drag the carriage back immediately!"

"What's wrong with you?" Andre looked strange. Could it be that he couldn't wait to go directly to my residence to grab vodka?

"I remember I just passed by a very famous restaurant and took you to try it. Maybe it would be more pleasing than Zhimiaolou!" "Peter" replied in Chinese.

Hao Xian had already activated a disposable soul piercing to possess the ambassador of the Rakshasa Kingdom. Even if he couldn't understand Russian, he could guess what Andre, the fellow carer, was just asking.

Andre was a little surprised why Peter suddenly spoke Chinese, shook his head and replied in Chinese: "But I'm already full just now!"

"I'm not full! Just treat it as having another meal with me!" Peter said firmly.

Andre's expression became even more bizarre. He clearly remembered what Peter said just now was to take him to taste it...

...

In the lobby of Zhenwei Li, Zheng Xinwen breathed heavily and rapidly under Xiao Dezhang's stare.

"Our family's patience is limited. If you don't choose, our family will choose for you. No matter whether it is his life or your hands, you don't have to ask for it!" Xiao Dezhang said in a cold voice.

Zheng Xinwen finally glanced at the miserable waiter on the ground with a full of entanglement, and sighed silently in his heart: Sorry, Anna...

He raised his chest, looked at Xiao Dezhang without squinting, and said clearly: "My man doesn't understand the rules. It's because my boss has not taught him well. Please spare his life. I will bear any faults..."

Xiao Dezhang plucked his palms lightly, his face was filled with no appreciation, and he sneered from his nose sarcastically, and shook a gesture to the guard next to him.

Two guards immediately rushed towards Zheng Xinwen like a wolf. One of them pressed him to the ground, and the other stepped on him with both hands.

Xiao Dezhang walked to Zheng Xinwen, pulled out the guard's sharp sword, and gestured back and forth on his calloused palms. Then he raised the sword, and a distorted and pathological smile appeared on his face. The sword tip pierced, trying to break Zheng Xinwen's tendons-

"Ula!"

A burly figure flew into Zhenweiju and kicked Xiao Dezhang out!

"Peter" landed steadily on the ground and breathed a lot of relief.
Chapter completed!