After passing through five dilapidated houses, they finally stopped. Li Zitao also saw Lawrence hanging in the air by a rope in the dilapidated house with half the wall collapsed.

"Charlie." Lawrence's voice was a little torn, the high-end suit he was wearing was torn into strips, and there were some bruises on his face, but it didn't look too bad.

"Hey, man, we can leave soon." Li Zitao said with a smile.

"Shut up." Finon raised his hand, hit Li Zitao directly on the back of the neck with the butt of his gun, and shouted with a stern look on his face: "Tell him to hand over his stuff, you stupid pig."

Li Zitao's body didn't even sway. He leaned his head against his head, his eyes flashed with coldness, and growled: "I hate being held at gunpoint."

Feinong was startled. He instinctively noticed it and raised his hand to put the muzzle of the gun on his head within seconds, but someone moved faster than him.

I saw Li Zitao leaning forward at 70 degrees, raising his right leg and tightening it to be horizontal to his body, and then hit his chin with a backward sweep, and Feinong flew out in the air.

Click~

A new hole was opened in the tattered wooden wall. Finon, who had smashed through the wall, fell to the ground, rolled around and hit his head first on the wall of the opposite room. He fainted with a thud.

The dumbfounded Xiao Hei next to him was still hurriedly touching the gun. Seeing this scene, Li Zitao showed no mercy and punched him in the head. Xiao Hei rolled his eyes and fell back.

Li Zitao jumped up with both feet. He grabbed the rope and pulled hard. The wooden beam as thick as his upper arm was cut directly from it. Lawrence, who was hanging in the air in a panic, fell to the ground.

"Man, how do you feel?" Li Zitao asked as he untied the rope.

"Ahem, it hurts me so much, hiss..." Lawrence, who fell to the ground, felt as if his whole body was falling apart. When had he ever suffered like this before?

"Hey, man, I have to salute your courage." Li Zitao said angrily, untied the last rope and helped him up.

"I drank too much." Lawrence naturally heard the sarcasm in his words.

"Chicago's nightlife? Well...are you satisfied?" Li Zitao put his arm on his shoulders and helped him walk out.

Although he could easily give Lawrence a princess hug, as long as he thought that he was a grown man, Li Zitao was full of resistance in his heart.

As for Lawrence, apart from grimacing in pain and having only a wry smile on his face, tonight's nightlife taught him an unforgettable lesson that I believe he will never forget in this life.

"What exactly did you take?" Li Zitao asked curiously.

"Fk, I don't know what he wants at all, huh..." Lawrence's movement affected the wound on his face, causing him to take another breath.

rustle……

A small voice sounded, and several strong men armed with machine guns rushed out from both sides of the room opposite. The leader was Wang Dagou. Lawrence, who had just relaxed, was startled.

"He's my man." Seeing Lawrence's eyes widening and trying not to scream, Li Zitao felt that this guy was quite courageous.

"Take him with you and move away." Li Zitao pointed at the unconscious Finon, and after saying that, he handed Lawrence over to his men. A bodyguard carried him on his back, and everyone left here quickly.

Every time they passed a room, the bodyguards would point their guns at the people in the room. Even if they left the room, the bodyguards behind would still keep walking backwards, showing no intention of relaxing from the beginning to the end.

Gunshots came from the left. As soon as Li Zitao turned his head, he saw a Chinese bodyguard falling to the ground, covering his waist, "Fire."

Ta-ta-ta...

Seeing the jet of flames, Li Zitao stepped forward and hugged the bodyguard who was shot, and the team sped up to evacuate.

The bodyguards who stayed outside heard the gunshots, and except for the four bodyguards who stayed behind to protect the car, everyone else rushed in.

"Get down if you don't want to die, get down. Anyone who dares to show his head will be killed by me." Wang Dagou roared with a ferocious face.

The bear-like body keeps swinging, and the gun can be aimed in any direction within 180 degrees in front of it at any time.

"Hold on." Li Zitao hooked the player's arm with one arm, basically holding him up and running, without his feet ever touching the ground.

After returning to the car, Li Zitao immediately ordered a retreat. His men standing on the footrests fired randomly in all directions to prevent anyone from trying to sneak attack again.

When we rushed out of the street and the houses disappeared from sight, the gunfire finally stopped, and the night became quiet and gloomy again.

"Mike, Mike." The car stopped on the side of the road in Area 22. Li Zitao kicked the door open and ran inside holding his shot subordinate.

"Quick, get out of the way, boss." Mike, wearing a white coat, ran over and directed Li Zitao to rush to his room.

Mike's room is the training camp's infirmary, which has been transformed into a small clinic. In addition to him, he also has two nurses as assistants.

"He needs surgery to stop the bleeding immediately, boss, I need space." The operating room converted from a room was a bit small, so Mike kicked them all out.

After leaving the operating room, Li Zitao was still angry. When he saw Feinong being carried like a dead dog by his men, his anger became even more intense.

"Old Huang, call Grant and ask him to come see me." No, I don't believe that we can't find that bastard who committed a crime.

Even if he turned the place upside down, he still had to find the bastard who fired the gun.

Li Zitao was still waiting for Grant, and Lawrence was supported by someone and limped over. "Charlie, I'm sorry." Grant said with a silent expression.

"If he dies, you will take care of his family from now on." Li Zitao did not get angry, nor did he make any big claims. He just made this request very realistically.

"No problem, I will take care of them." Lawrence said hurriedly.

"Okay, this is their job. Including me, I have already anticipated all this." Li Zitao stood up and said to his men: "Help Lawrence go to rest."

"Hans." The training camp was already brightly lit, and everyone was gathered around. Some people spontaneously received weapons and started patrolling Area 22.

"Boss." D instructor Hans took a serious step forward.

"Pry open his mouth, I want to know what he wants to do." Li Zitao pointed at Feinong, who was still unconscious on the ground.

"Leave it to me." Hans said coldly, grabbing Finon by the back of his collar and dragging him toward the barracks.

"Hey, Charlie, what's going on here? Why are your men patrolling the streets with guns?" Grant came, sweating profusely as he ran all the way.

"I want your men to seal off the slums in the Southern District tomorrow morning. My man was assassinated, and I want to find that person." Li Zitao said with a sinister expression.

"..." After wiping the sweat from his head and thinking about it for two seconds, Grant nodded and said: "No problem, the problems there have long aroused public dissatisfaction, just in the name of harboring gunmen and drug raids.

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"Brother Dog, George, and Andre, you will each lead 100 people tomorrow morning. Even if they are turned inside out, you have to find them for me."

Upon hearing Li Zitao's order, Wang Dagou grinned cruelly, his fists crackling in his palms, and George and Andre also laughed miserably.

When the sky was dark, Mike finished the operation and brought a mixed message: "The operation was successful, but the bullet penetrated his right kidney and he will no longer be able to engage in high-intensity work in the future."

"As long as you survive." Li Zitao breathed a sigh of relief knowing that he was still alive.

If he is unable to engage in high-intensity work, then selling fried chicken with his family and staying away from danger may be good news for him.

"Brother Dog, I'll leave the rest to you." Leaving the rest of the matter to Wang Dagou, Li Zitao returned to the room and lay on the bed a little tired.

After letting his thoughts rest for a while, he sat up from the bed again, took out a pen and paper to write and draw, and half an hour later a drawing of a kitchen-like room appeared in front of him.

"Jesse, give this blueprint to Ben and ask him to find someone to build in Area 22 as soon as possible." Li Zitao opened the bedroom door and left the rolled blueprint on the bed.

"Oh." The little secretary raised her head blankly, not knowing what was going on in her mind.

"Hurry up and go." Seeing that she was still lying on the bed, Li Zitao frowned, raised his hand and patted the highest point of the S-curve, and made a series of "papapapa" movements.

thump thump thump

The little secretary in the glass slipper jumped all the way, like an elk being chased by a hunter, and escaped from the house quickly.

"Boss's palm is so big, so warm, oh oh oh oh oh" Sitting in the car, the little elk reached out and touched the hot buttocks, showing an elusive honeyed smile.

jingle

The phone rang, and Li Zitao, who was just about to take a rest, got up again, "Hey, Nucky?"

"Haha, Charlie, you are so considerate. Oh, baby, I swear, I'm about to fall in love with you." Nucky's hearty laughter came from over there.

"No, I hate gays." Li Zitao said with the corner of his mouth raised.

"Asshole, my love is pure, ha...my dearest friend, the meeting is over, everything is over, New York will belong to us, fk Luciano."

It can be heard that Nucky is a little excited. The torture during this period must have pushed him to the limit. He has been having fun, having meetings, and having fun for a month. The funds are burning!

"Nucky, I'm a serious businessman, New York is yours." Li Zitao's tone was so serious that when he hung up the phone, Nucky still hadn't reacted.

"Aren't the Chinese humble and honest? Fk Li, his face is as generous as the walls of Babylon, fk, damn serious businessman." Nucky laughed and cursed in the room.

The monk stood close to the wall by the door, his eyes unblinking. He had been responsible for protecting Nucky for two months, so he naturally knew the little joke between him and the boss.

"The boss said that you have to be kind to God. Customers are God. It's really true." The monk's inner theater is a bit rich.

"Mr. Nucky, if nothing happens, I'm going to take people back." After Nucky vented his inner joy, the monk said goodbye.

"Detective, do you really not want to stay?" Nucky said reluctantly.

The trouble in New York was resolved. The committee, which had been delayed for a month, ended in just 2 hours after receiving the news at 4 a.m., and Nucky was elected as the first chairman.

"Mr. Nucky, my men are all great young men. I will choose the two most elite ones to stay." The monk declined his offer to stay.

"Okay! I want Don, he's a great guy." Nucky demanded.

Tang Hui was the team member who took a stab for Nucky. Apart from the monk, Nucky had the deepest impression on him.
Chapter completed!