Chapter 133

In the United States in this era, almost all work related to brewing basically has the shadow of the Mafia. Everyone knows that brewing is a profiteering industry at this time, but everyone who can eat this bowl of rice is a ruthless role with perfect management from top to bottom. If you can be the owner of this Blue Paradise tavern, Gus's energy will not be small.

In the verbal dialogue, we can find that the role played by an Yizhi is of unusual status. The Mafia in the 1290s can definitely be regarded as covering the sky with one hand. It is reasonable to say that "small things" such as attacking the police should be suppressed. But the fact is that an Yi refers to being chased by the police like a dog, which shows that there is another stronger big man behind the police. Gus's backstage is not as hard as others.

This raises another question: why should the Mafia deal with him? Gang resentment? Or something else?

Looking at the "black suit" downstairs to cooperate with the police, an Yizhi felt more and more difficult.

"Damn it! How did they find here!"

It's very reasonable for the police to find the door. As early as she was chased by the police in the alley, Ann knew that the Blue Paradise would certainly be noticed by the police. It's estimated that they should get the information from the taxi driver.

"Sir, it's not safe here. We'll see you off first."

Gus said to the bartender outside:

"Drive all the guests out and confuse the sight of the police. We need some time and ask Thomas to get the car ready."

"OK, boss, I'll do it now"

The bartender hurried downstairs and soon heard his voice driving people.

"This way, sir. Let's take the secret way."

When an Yizhi walked out of the door, he found that he had regained control of his body.

Feeling something, I looked back at the dressing mirror in Gus's office. The reflection in the mirror showed a strange smile as usual

Laugh at your sister. You still want to smile and show mercy!

"Sir, please hurry"

Gus urged and Ann pointed. Then she followed him downstairs.

"The secret passage when I came was not safe"

If the police were still searching the black couple's house, an Yizhi, who returned along the same road, would just be caught.

"No, you can't go that way. We have other secret ways."

Gus whispered back. He looked downstairs through the gap in the stairs. The bartender is negotiating with the police and doesn't seem to be able to cope for long.

Then the bartender backed down with an angry expression. He loudly announced that today's drinks were free and asked the guests to cooperate to leave.

The police who had negotiated with him just wanted to stop it, but they were a step late. Some guests had already run out. Quickly ask colleagues to stop the crowd. They are worried that an Yizhi will mix in the crowd.

How many people come here to drink in broad daylight? What's more, most of them are Gus's people. They collided like migratory wildebeests, and the scene was chaotic for a moment.

"Right now, you follow me"

Gus led Ann down the stairs and around to the back of the bar.

Reaching out to break the bottom glass in the cupboard, a half meter square window was exposed, with a slight musty smell.

"This secret road is very safe. Only me and my confidants know. Thomas, they should be ready. The car is waiting at the exit. They will escort you out of town."

"You're not together?"

"I'll stay and help you delay."

The situation was urgent. The police at the door could rush in at any time. An pointed without nonsense and climbed into the secret road cleanly.

Although the entrance is relatively narrow, in fact, it is wider than the secret Road passed before. After all, the previous one was excavated manually, and this one looks like it was designed in advance when building buildings.

Just as an Yizhi entered the secret Road, the police finally completely ruled out the suspicion among the guests, and a large group of people surrounded Heywood into the tavern.

"Gus... I should have thought of it."

"What should you have thought of, Mr. Haywood?"

"I should have thought you were a cunning old ghost."

Heywood slowly lit his cigar and put out the match:

"You and I are smart people, so I won't go around with you and say, where did you hide him?"

"Are you interrogating me, Mr. Haywood?"

There was anger in Gus's eyes. He looked like a jackal waiting for an opportunity.

"No, of course not. I'm just looking for someone."

"There's no one you're looking for!"

"That's not what you say."

Heywood winked at the police around him. The latter took a large group of people into the house to search. All exits have their own people's handles. If he really hid here, he would not be able to escape.

Originally, the hard power is not as good as the other party. Besides, there are only three or five thugs around, and they are not their opponents at all. Gus could only stare at Heywood with cannibal eyes.

Heywood himself didn't care about it. Since he saw the monster with a legendary devil like posture, he felt that there would be nothing more terrible than it in the world. What he wanted to do now was to completely eradicate the possibility of that monster appearing in the world again, at all costs!

"Mr. Haywood, let the police down. They can't find it."

Gus noticed that there were four young people around Heywood, not dressed in black suits like his men. That was one of them.

The young man looked around and walked quickly into the bar. Seeing that Gus was about to stop, he immediately thought that once he spoke, he would be equal to not telling himself, and gave up the idea.

Unexpectedly, all his subtle movements were seen by the young man.

The young man showed his heart and said to his companions:

"Red, smash this wall"

"What! You can't!"

Heywood can start from scratch, how can he not see Gus's tension? There is definitely something wrong with the wall behind the bar!

"That's a load-bearing wall!"

"Gus, everyone is not a fool. Keep that to fool the drunkard."

After all, due to the limited age, the structures of civil buildings in this period are relatively simple. Anyone with a little architectural knowledge can see whether they are load-bearing walls.

The young man named red is a big man. Even among European and American people, he stands out from the crowd. He is two meters tall, and he is especially strong. He can see powerful muscles from his rolled up cuffs.

He raised his fist at the cupboard behind the bar, and even pierced the hardwood cupboard and the wall behind it with only a pair of meat fists! Hold the breach with both hands and dig it hard to expose the back channel.

"Rhett, you go in and chase him. Mr. Haywood, let the police control around and closely monitor the starting state of the cars parked on the roadside. I suspect the exit of the secret road is near here."

At this time, cars can only be started by shaking hard with a rocker, which is much more troublesome than those who press a button or turn the key.

However, this starting mode undoubtedly provides advantages for the police investigation. As long as we find the car parked nearby and in the starting state on the roadside, we can determine where the other party's reception personnel are.

Looking at Gus's fat face, Haywood prayed in his heart:

May God bless us to end all this

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On the other side, an Yizhi is running in the secret road.

The ground here is flat and high enough for an adult to walk upright, so he can move inside at a fast speed.

"Are the pursuers here?"

After hearing the noise from behind, it won't be long before the pursuers will follow the passage.

Holding Winchester in his hand, the cold touch gave him a little confidence. In such a narrow environment, shotgun is undoubtedly the most powerful weapon. I believe that with this gun, many policemen will lose their halberds before the ammunition is consumed.

But the one who hit the face will arrive soon

"Sleeping trough! Is this product made by a bear?!"

The sound of heavy footsteps was getting closer and closer. An pointed back and saw a fierce guy with a fierce face catching up with him. He was about the same height as Tu Hongyu, but compared with Tu Hongyu's 4:3 fat figure, the goods were obviously much stronger. His rising muscles supported the shirt and suspender pants tightly, and looked like they were about to burst out.

"Step back!"

An Yizhi turned around, kept a backward running posture, and aimed his shotgun at the approaching strong man. No matter how bad his shooting method is, he can't miss.

——The strong man's body almost blocked the secret road. If you can miss, there will be a ghost.

When he heard the warning, the strong man did not dodge or slow down. He grinned with Mori white teeth and a particularly fierce smile. He protected his face with his thick arms. It seemed that he was going to rush hard.

——Bang!

Countless steel balls flew out of the muzzle of the gun. In terms of the size of a strong man, the gun basically hit with all bullets.

However

"This is unscientific!"

The steel ball didn't even break through the strong man's skin, leaving only shallow pits slightly sunken, and then fell powerlessly on the ground, making a tinkling sound.

The unbeliever fired another shot, still so.

What a monster!

If it's a copy of a fantastic background, an Yizhi won't be surprised. He doesn't say anything about others, but he can use the book of shields to resist the flat attack of "whiteboard" guns, but this is the 1920s! Modern copy!

Even the real grizzly bear was choked by this shot in the front, and the strong man behind him was unharmed!

Although the strong man is not afraid of guns and has infinite power, fortunately his speed is not very fast. An Yizhi plays a black uncle with good physique. I don't know if it's due to racial talent. For a while, the strong man can't catch up with himself.

As he ran, Ann pointed and stuffed the bullet pinned on the butt into the gun chamber, turned back and fired another shot.

This time he aimed not at the strong man, but at the ceiling.

The light bulb hanging above his head broke at the sound, and the smashed cement powder fell into his eyes. The speed of the strong man's pursuit slowed down a little.

Even a little is enough!

An Yizhi saw the exit. It was a wooden door nailed with wooden strips.

He lifted Winchester, smashed the door with the last bullet, then abandoned the famous gun, protected his head with both hands and hit the shaky wooden door.

——Click

The wooden door broke, and he himself came to the street like a gourd.

"Sir! Here, get in the car!"

Hearing the gunshot, the crowd in the street screamed and ran away. Ann found the Ford parked across the road and the black boy Thomas who greeted him.

Just then, a roar came from behind. The sound was hardly human!