Bang bang bang bang...

The sound of gunfire instantly suppressed the music. The moment Frank pointed the gun at him, his long-standing instinct for danger made him pull the woman beside him in front of him.

Seeing the two dancers lying in pools of blood, the other women ran around in panic, blocking Frank, making him unable to aim at all. Li Zitao turned around and pulled the trigger at the two bodyguards.

Everything happened so quickly that the two bodyguards took out the hidden Chicago typewriter from under their clothes, and there were a few holes on their foreheads.

Looking at the Chicago typewriter at the other party's hand with lingering fear, Li Zitao threw away the empty shell's pistol, rolled forward, and when he stood up, the two machine guns were already carried in his hand.

This series of actions, from the beginning to the end, was not more than 5 seconds, and it was not until now that Frank's men in the bar reacted, shouting loudly, "Let's go down, go down."

The sound of machine guns sounded, the ceiling was beaten and turned, and the wood chips flew around. The dancers who were still running around just now hugged their heads and lay down, and Li Zitao also squatted on the ground.

Bang!

Her head sank, alcohol slid from her face with glass crumbs, and a dancer looked at Li Zitao's eyes, and the aggressiveness like a beast made her sit on the ground scream.

Da da da da da

As the bullet rains approached, wood chips flew around, and more than a dozen minions held machine guns and pressed towards Li Zitao's position step by step.

Rolling to the right and hiding behind the wooden pillar, Li Zitao watched the dancer who had just used a wine bottle to blow his head out of the sieve.

Bullets flew around, and the sofa turned into a hornet's nest under the storm of bullets. However, all the muzzles accurately avoided the two dancers leaning against the sofa, dying with their eyes open, and Frank who was pressed behind them.

But they forgot that the wooden pillar where Li Zitao is hiding now is facing Frank. He feels guilty about killing the innocent dancer, but he has no sense of guilt at all.

Dada dada...

Li Zitao raised the Chicago typewriter and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The bullet was shot at two dancers who were dying with their eyes closed.

The two men's bodies were beating under the fire. Li Zitao could clearly hear the sound of bullets piercing through their bodies, tearing the skin wrapped around the sofa, and penetrated the cotton into the wooden board.

"Ah~ Bastard, I'm going to kill you, kill you..." Seeing two dancers being shot into sieves, the minions present went crazy.

Dada dada...

The bullets flew around, and Li Zitao could only shrink his body and pressed against the wooden pillar tightly, hoping that it could withstand for a while and it would be best to consume all their bullets.

Puff ~

A warm abdomen and a feeling of powerlessness hit my heart. Li Zitao looked at the T-shirt that was infected by blood. His first reaction was that he turned out to be 'my new clothes.'

"Come out... come out, I promise that all your family, friends, and anyone familiar with you will die tragically in front of you. Even if you escape to the ends of the world, I will catch them back and come out..."

The other party shouted with great silence. Suddenly, after a short gunshot, the bar door was kicked open with a clang, and Wang Dagou's voice came into his ears: "Charlie."

Hearing his shout, Li Zitao gritted his teeth, his muscles tensed instantly, he supported his body, turned over and supported the ground with his hands, and rushed out like a cheetah.

The first thing that caught my eye was that more than a dozen people turned around and pulled the trigger madly in the direction of the door. The gunshots were loud, and the unique "tick" sound of Chicago typewriter was like flying and jumping on the typewriter, typing beautiful words.

Li Zitao clenched his right fist, used all his strength, and punched the man in front of him. With the crisp sound, his body fell limply to the ground like noodles.

With his feet kicked, Li Zitao jumped up directly, and he jumped up quickly 2 meters high. He could touch the ceiling with his hands and kicked the heads of the two people in front of him.

Just now, his big feet, stained with soil and blood, kicked them hard on the head. When they saw darkness in front of them, they fainted.

Supporting his hands on the ground, Li Zitao kicked his right leg suddenly, rushing towards the man closest to the distance as fast as the wind. When the other party raised the gun, he leaned back and stepped on his knee with his right foot.

"Ah~" With the first scream, Li Zitao seemed to have a tiger breaking into the flock of sheep, and neatly dealt with the remaining five people.

It was not until he kicked the ball unconscious that he kept wailing after his broken leg that Li Zitao sat on the ground, and the blood had dyed his thighs and pants red.

"Goudan, were you shot?" Seeing the blood on Li Zitao's body, Wang Dagou couldn't remember his newly changed name, so he called his original name, Goudan.

"Don't move, let me see." Seeing Li Zitao pressing the wound with his hands and trying to stand up, Wang Dagou hurriedly pressed him down and said.

"Am I going to die?" After seeing Wang Dagou lifting his clothes and staring at the wound for a long time, without saying a word, Li Zitao couldn't help but feel dark.

"You can take a look!" He raised his head with a complicated expression and looked at him. Wang Dagou put down the corner of his clothes and stood up.

"Just just tell me directly, I'm going to die. I can't let me die. It hurts, hurry up... What's going on with her mother?" He lifted her clothes and looked down and saw that the wound on her abdomen was squirming like a small mouth. As the fibers around the wound were squirming, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I also want to know what's going on. Goudan, have you been transformed by aliens?" Wang Dagou asked with some concern when thinking about the aliens Jack Chen had mentioned.

"Renovation! I haven't even released a factory, how can I change it?" Li Zitao said irritably at him.

"You're just called Goudan! So it's still modified, right?" Wang Dagou muttered: "It's good to have it modified. In the past, my body was too weak and my temperament was dull. Sooner or later, I either starved to death or I would have to be bullied. Now it's pretty good, maybe..."

Bar la barely muttered, Li Zitao stood up with a dark face and raised his foot to kick him. Wang Dagou jumped quickly and looked at him with a smirk and scratched his head.

"Stop making trouble, leave quickly, the police will arrive later." Such a big noise will definitely alarm the police.

Looking at the dancers around who hid far away with their heads in their arms, Li Zitao thought to himself, "Fortunately the lights here are dim, otherwise they would have to kill someone to silence them when they saw the scene just now."

After being hit by a bullet, the wound healed automatically in less than 10 minutes. Once this strange phenomenon is known, Li Zitao can imagine his own destiny.

Apart from being sliced ​​and studied, he has no second way to go, and what he needs to deal with is the entire federal government.

No matter how arrogant he is, Li Zitao doesn't feel that he can fight against a country. He is not a superman wearing underwear.

After leaving the bar, Li Zitao turned into the alley, pulled out each other's clothes from the two big men who had been knocked unconscious by him, changed out of his blood-stained T-shirt, wrapped it up and stuffed it into his arms, and took Wang Dagou from another road to the hotel.

When he came, he had already recorded the direction. As soon as he thought about it, the route appeared in his heart. Li Zitao discovered more and more clearly that his body was no longer ordinary.

"Is this my golden finger?" Li Zitao thought of the essential tool for the time traveler.

The next day, the whole of Chicago City became turbulent, and walking in the streets and alleys, you could hear the fires at the Maroon Bar last night.

Capone's most important deputy, Ferrandidi, who holds the financial power of the Italian Mafia in Chicago, was killed in his territory.

I heard that when the corpse was moved out, I could no longer see what it was, and there were more than 100 bullet holes on my body.

At the same time, the Italian mafia went out in full swing, and all the minions left in Chicago City moved, striving to find suspicious targets.

I have to say that the other party is very powerful in Chicago City. In less than an hour, the driver who carried Li Zitao and Wang Dagou to the bar yesterday was taken to Paul Rica.

"Tell me, who is it?" Paul Rika held a cigar in her mouth, and the smoke that was spraying blocked his face. Her bright green eyes were like a bloodthirsty lone wolf.

"Yes, it's two yellow-skinned monkeys. They said they were Boss Ferrank's people. I, I don't know, I don't know this..." The driver said tremblingly.

"Take him down and draw their appearance." Paul Rika said calmly.

Half an hour later, the driver was brought back. Two portraits appeared with him. The abstract facial features were definitely the pinnacle of the soul painter.

"Are they?" Paul Rika said, pointing to the portrait.

"Yes, it's them." The driver said in fear.

"Take it down and sink into the river." Paul Rika waved coldly.

"No, Boss Ricca, please go around me. It's not my fault, not..." The driver's wailing voice gradually faded away, and the room returned to peace.

"Finish them, I will chop them up and feed my beloved hound." After taking a deep breath of the cigar, the scarlet Mars became brighter and brighter, as if heralding the coming storm.

Municipal Government, mayor's office.

Li Zitao took Wang Dagou to sit in front of William Dever safely, turning a blind eye to his bitterness.

"Lee, you can't stay here, it's not good for us!" William Dever said again as he looked at him.

"But I have no place to go. You know, how huge Capone's power is here. As long as I leave here, countless people will recognize me on the street.

Then I will be arrested and tortured by the other party. I will let it go and mention William, your name, and believe my friend. That will be of no benefit to none of us."

Li Zitao smiled and said these threatening words, which made William Dever's face even more gloomy.

If it weren't for the fact that last night's events were too weird and the fearlessness that the other party showed made him afraid, William Dever would now slap the table and ask them to get out.
Chapter completed!