Chapter 16

Unfortunately, the great devil will always be the great devil. The prince will kill the devil and lead the princess to have sex. This kind of thing can only happen in fairy tales.

Five minutes later, all 41 people were lying on the open space, whining and waiting for the doctor's treatment. The little pride in the bottom of my heart had been thrown out of the sky for a long time.

"Everyone, double training from tomorrow." Li Zitao left with a black face, and all of them bowed their heads in shame, feeling that they had failed to live up to the expectations and cultivation of the boss.

However, Li Zitao is praising Wang Dagou, "the training effect is good, but it is still a juvenile temperament. It is easy to be proud and needs to be polished."

Li Zitao finished and waited for a long time, but did not hear Wang Dagou's reply. He turned his head and found that he was looking at himself with strange eyes.

"What's the matter?" Li Zitao looked up and down at his body. "There's nothing strange about it."

"When you talk, don't be so old-fashioned and don't forget your age." Wang Dagou said helplessly.

“……” Thinking of the number of 17, Li Zitao had an awkward smile.

Perhaps because of the memory of the past life, or abnormal strength, he always ignores his age, and his personality seems to be a little mature.

"I'll go out tomorrow, and I'll leave it to you." Home, this is the first time Li Zitao mentioned this word, but it contains heavy weight.

"Well, don't worry. You should also pay attention to safety." Wang Dagou knew what he was going to do. He wanted to persuade him to bring more people, but he also knew that he could not be persuaded.

Since Jack Chen was accidentally killed by him, the teenagers in front of him have become more and more strange, and make him more and more unable to understand.

Fortunately, the two of them are still together and their life is getting better and better.

Although such a life may be torn in the next second, at least in this second, they do not need to be afraid of life, do not need to be hungry.

"Li, I'm leaving." Two people are holding the mind to go forward, a figure suddenly block in front of Li Zitao.

"Why are you leaving again all of a sudden?" Looking at Bergman, Li Zitao was a little reluctant.

He has been used to the existence of this woman, used to her running in front of him every day, used to her nagging, chattering preaching, used to her always be hated by himself, silent, biting teeth, looking at his appearance.

"Always leave, don't you?" Bergman said with some disappointment.

"Well, that's right. I have to leave." Li Zitao took a deep breath, looked up at her and said with a smile, "go, I'll send you personally."

Li Zitao is not an idiot, nor a fool. He has understood the thoughts of this naive woman through his daily life these days.

But his first reaction was not complacency and joy, but very flustered. The feeling of emptiness and peace of mind made Li Zitao choose silence.

Love? For him now, it is a luxury that can only be viewed from afar and can not be owned.

Although he has a lot of love affairs every day, Li Zitao is not an amorous person. He just has the YY habit of being a loser.

When love really fell on his head, and he was a well-educated, well-educated goddess with good family background and excellent appearance and figure, Li Zitao counselled him.

He was afraid that he could not give Bergman a future, even now he could not afford a promise, because after every night, he did not know whether he could see the sun again.

On the taxi to the airport, Bergman tried to express his feelings several times, but Li Zitao often turned the topic aside.

As a result, when Bergman got off at the airport, his eyes were red. At last, he gave Li Zitao a sad look, stomped and turned away.

In 1914, the United States had many airlines, including brannev, Pan American, Delta, United, universal, northwest, China Eastern Airlines and so on.

At this time, the number of passengers is less, people are not so confident about airplanes, more choose ferries and trains, aviation is more used to transport packages at this time.

That's right. At first, the biggest use of transport aircraft was to transport soldiers, tanks and vehicles on the battlefield, which was used for express delivery.

Of course, this time should be called slow delivery, because it is really slow.

In 1925, the well-known Ford Motor Company acquired an aircraft manufacturing company. The civil aviation aircraft produced was called trimotor, which could carry 12 passengers. It completely opened the era of civil aviation and was the most important model of civil aviation in the early 1920s.

It was at this time that he accumulated rich experience in aircraft manufacturing, so Ford could resolutely stop the production of civil vehicles after the beginning of World War II and the participation of the United States in the war.

In less than three years, it built thousands of bombers, nearly 60000 aircraft engines and 250000 tanks, and began to make a lot of money in the war.

Looking at Bergman's figure disappearing in the airport, Li Zitao regained his focus with some sudden eyes, knowing that this difference may be forever.At this time, the waist was a hard object to resist, a gloomy low roar sounded behind: "don't move, obediently follow me."

With a faint smile, Li Zitao let the other party press his shoulder and push him into the car next to him. The man in the car raised the muzzle on his leg, indicating that he would get on the bus honestly.

Sitting in the middle between two shooters, Li Zitao has already guessed who wants to see him.

Apart from the audacious Italian mafia, who dares to hijack him with a gun in front of the airport in broad daylight.

The car stopped in front of a bar. Li Zitao was snatched to the second floor. The dim room was bright and dim, and the light bulb was flickering. A figure was sitting behind a broad carved mahogany table. His face was hazy under the smoke, and only the spark on the cigarette end was dazzling.

"Mr. Paul ricca, how are you feeling recently?" Li Zitao didn't know the face on the other side, but this did not prevent him from guessing the identity of the other party.

For this meeting, he had saved enough patience to wait for two weeks, but the other party was more anxious than he thought. He had planned to dial the number in his pocket tomorrow.

"Whose are you?" Paul ricca was holding a cigar, and his face was changing after the smoke. Li Zitao's calmness made him a little unpredictable.

"Paul, maybe we should talk about it alone." Li Zitao looked around, but his meaning was obvious. He didn't want outsiders in their conversation.

"Shut your mouth, boy." Standing next to the hands of some ferocious roar, two steps forward to raise their hands, want to use the butt of the gun to give Li Zitao.

Squat down, turn around, raise the foot to a flying kick, the sole of the foot touches the other party's chin, and before even screaming, the body flies upside down and hits the wall.

Shaking his coat, Li Zitao seemed to be unable to see the muzzle of the guns around him. He looked at Paul ricca defiantly, as if to say, "these people can't stop me."

He waved his cigar in his hand, and the room fell silent again. Paul ricca came out from behind the table. "Who hired you? How much did he pay you?"

"No one hired me. I work for myself." Li said with a smile.

"So What do you want? " Paul ricca looked at him in a haze. The young man made him a little unpredictable, just like facing Capone.

No, Capone can only be regarded as Moody, and the bright light of the young man in front of him let him know that the other party is not the kind of abnormal killing and pleasure.

"I want you." When he heard this, Paul Ricardo was very tight. Fortunately, Li Zitao continued: "and everything about Capone. I want the whole Chicago."

Knowing that he was wrong, Paul ricca was not relaxed. He wanted to be the new king of Chicago.

Hehe, by his skill?

Paul ricca admits that he is very skilled, quick as lightning, but how fast can he pass thousands of machine guns, grenades and explosives?

"Paul, Capone is becoming history. He won't get out of prison again. You need to make a new choice." Li Zitao properly exposed some information.

Paul ricca wasn't surprised to hear that. When carpenter asked him to contact Johnny and Luciano, he knew Capone was in big trouble.

Otherwise, how could he ask for help from others, even Johnny's father and Luciano, by virtue of his stubborn nature.

"Why don't I do it alone? What makes you think you can take over Chicago Paul ricca said in a frivolous tone with disdain.

Frank and McGuin are dead, Capone's brothers are in Cicero, and they dare not come out.

As long as you kill Joe, Capone's trusted bodyguard, he can take over everything from Capone group. Even if it's only a part of it, it's better than being under someone else.

"No, no, no, you're a little wrong." Li Zitao came to the table and sat on the table with both hands. "Chicago is mine, and I chose you."

He reached out and made a shot, aiming at Paul ricca. The grim intention of killing made him stay in place. A drop of sweat left from the corner of his eye, as if the actual intention of killing made him panic.

"Otherwise, there is no need for you and all this to exist." Shoot, "PIU." Li Zitao jumps off the table and walks out.

Zhiya ~

opening the wooden door, Li Zitao said with a slight upturned mouth: "I'm waiting for your news. You know where to find me."

Paul ricca's eyes twinkled and stood there, until the sound of footsteps outside the door disappeared completely. His right hand with the cigar trembled unnaturally and put the cigarette to his mouth.

"Hiss Whoa... " With a deep puff of smoke, Paul ricca's heart returned to calm.

Over the years, he has seen countless cruel people, killers, drug dealers and madmen, but no one has ever been able to give him such a strong sense of oppression.

At that moment, Paul ricca even felt suffocated when he fell into the water.

Although there are more than 20 subordinates outside, and hundreds of people will be able to support and surround here in five minutes, Paul ricca still has an absurd idea in his heart: "if he wants to, he will die..."www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!