Chapter 22

"All right, boss." Paul shrugs helplessly, who let him be boss!

As for what kind of booze the Hicks make, it's up to God. Paul just hope they don't screw it up.

"Take us to the casino." He didn't want to go to the bar. He didn't have much interest in opera. Besides, the hot opera was in the evening. The only place to go was the casino.

As for standing at the seaside to blow the wind, Li Zitao has no leisure and elegant. His time is very precious now. It's better to practice boxing or shooting if he has that Kung Fu!

"Boss, these people are rich." In the casino, watching a stack of beautiful knives being photographed on the table, the monk licked his mouth and swallowed his saliva, his eyes were almost red.

"Soon you will have more money than they add up." Li Zitao said positively.

He took out $200 and let his men play in it for a while. Li Zitao felt a bit bored. Playing cards is definitely his natural killer.

"Boss, your luck is really..." Paul couldn't help laughing.

"Playing cards are terrible. At 21 o'clock, big turntable is the king. Mdzz ~ ~" Li Zitao swore in a low voice, saying something that people can't understand.

After losing all of his 100 dollars, Li Zitao stood up from the gambling table, and his followers, who were playing around, gathered together, some excited and some frustrated.

"How much did you win?" Seeing the monk's eyes shining, Li Zitao asked casually.

"50 dollars, hey..." The monk laughed excitedly. Just now the boss said that it was all for them to win money.

"Boss, it's capital." The monk took out $20 and handed it over.

"Keep it yourself." Thinking that he had lost $100 and the monk had won $50 with the principal of $20, Li was more disgusted with gambling.

"It's wrong to gamble. It's better to gamble less in the future." Thinking of gambling, Li Zitao suddenly looked at Paul and asked, "Paul, where is Las Vegas?"

“…… Boss, I don't know. " Paul's a little awkward. Las Vegas? What the hell is that place?

"Well, it's OK." Li Zitao suppressed the excitement in his heart, and some vague memories in his mind became clear.

If you remember correctly, Las Vegas's boom began in Luciano, a wasteland that had run out of mineral resources and was about to close down.

Although I don't know the exact time, Luciano hasn't become the godfather yet, and Paul has never heard of the name of Las Vegas, which proves that it is not now.

"Opportunity." Li Zitao immediately seized the business opportunities and drew a circle in his heart for the name of Las Vegas. The red one must be highlighted.

Now, what he needs to do from the stock market crash is to wait for his black income to come.

As for the rest, he can only quietly press in the bottom of his heart, quietly tell himself, "soon, happy life is coming."

Waiting is a very worrying thing, especially in the case of knowing the future. Fortunately, Li Zitao's Salted Fish attribute is still there. He turns over and continues to lie dead.

Before the party started, Li met an interested person.

"Sir, Mr. malasano would like to invite you to a cup of coffee." Said the man with a flat top hat, a slim suit and a dark grey coat.

"It's a pleasure." Looking at the cafe nearby, a gentleman sitting there held up his coffee cup with a friendly smile.

"Li, from the mysterious oriental country, please have a seat." Looking at Li, Malan Sano, with a warm smile on his face, rose to show courtesy.

"It's a great pleasure to meet you, maranoza." Li Zitao sat down and took off his hat. The monk quietly took over and quietly sat back in his back.

"You have a group of loyal subordinates. Loyalty belongs to the inheritance of China?" Malasano seemed to be interested in him and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith." Li Zitao said word by word in Chinese, then raised his hand to the approaching waiter and said with a smile, "a glass of milk."

He is not interested in coffee and wine. He must make a show at the party in the evening. Remember seeing it on the Internet in the past life, would you like to drink? Milk protects the gut??

"Last time nuki mentioned you, what did you hear about Luciano?" After the exchange of greetings, Malan Sano really mentioned the matter.

"Yes." Holding up the milk cup on the table, Li Zitao looked down at the milk in the cup, and whispered to himself, "a friend of mine happened to see that the killer who shot marseillaria had an encounter with Luciano."

"Bichi, he did it." Maransono clenched his fist and smashed it on the table.

"Isn't this a well-known thing? What did the New York Times say? Oh, he takes a long time to pee, ha ha... " Looking at Malan Sano's performance with a sneer, Li Zitao really wants to pour milk on his face.To say that marcelia's death has nothing to do with him. Li Zitao doesn't believe it. These bastards really like acting.

Maransono is now so angry, only because Luciano is gradually out of his control. He overestimates himself and is now angry.

"Hey, my friend, thank you very much for your advice. Time is running out. I think nuki should wait." Maransono looked at the time and invited him to leave.

Malan Sano didn't come alone. He was followed by a dozen of his subordinates, all with broad shoulders and round waist, which was much more than that of Li Zitao.

He turned his lips in disbelief. Li Zitao promised that if he really started, the monk would make them all lie down.

The reception was held in the banquet hall of the hotel. When Malan Sano and Li Zitao arrived, many guests had already gathered in circles, talking about politics, territory, women and money.

"Hey, maransono, my friend, come here." The forehead is high, the bridge of the nose is tall and straight, some thin, the whole person gives a kind of insidious feeling of youth excited to move his hands.

Of course, the excitement is false. The guy on the opposite side is eager to kill Malan Sano immediately, because Li Zitao sees obvious killing intention from Malan Sano's eyes.

"Charlie, I'm going to introduce you to a friend." Hearing Malan Sano's address, Li Zitao knew that his guess was right.

Facing him is Charlie Luciano, who will rule the Mafia in M for 40 years.

"This is a friend from the East, Charlie Lee This is my best friend, Charlie Luciano. Oh, my God! Look, two Charlie. " Malan Sano exaggerates to shout around, with a funny smile on his face.

"Ha ha, it seems that we are predestined, Li." Charlie Luciano grinned and looked like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken.

"I think so, Mr. Luciano." Li said with a low posture.

He doesn't want to get in touch with the big guy now. Let him and Malan Sano, the old bichi, fight against each other. The best thing is that they are both defeated and the Mafia is broken up. That would be better.

"Oh, damn it, Lee, I finally found you." Nukie looked at him with exaggerated swinging arms. "Come on, I'm going to introduce you to some new friends."

"Nuki." Charlie and Luciano said hello with a smile.

"Maransono, take care of Charlie, Charlie, I'll come back later." Nuki made a speechless expression and pointed to Li Zitao, as if to say, "what a trouble!"

Charlie Luciano's eyes flickered and Li Zitao took the opportunity to follow nuki through the reception. He thought he was going to introduce people to him, but they went directly to the second floor.

"Nuki, is this?" Looking at the three people sitting in the quiet cigar bar, Li Zitao was a little confused.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce a new friend, Li from the East, Charlie Lee." Nuki took the lead, clapped and clapped, and the three men on the sofa stood up smiling.

"Thank you. Thank you for your introduction." Li Zitao put his right hand lightly on his chest and bent slightly to show his modesty and thanks.

"Come on! Li, have a good taste. These are nuki's treasures. Each one costs $200. It's stained with the fragrance of a pure girl. Ha ha... "

One of them has a big belly, which is a bit like a fat member holding up his cigar and laughing wildly.

"Walter GAD, our great New Jersey governor." Nuki grinned, with a straight face and a meticulous introduction.

"Come on, nuki, don't be so formal. Let's sit down and enjoy it." Walter GAD sat back in his seat, waving his cigar.

"This is congressman sakil Rix, and this is senior senator Nick brandy. They are all Atlantic City's most loyal friends."

Senior senator is an informal term. In short, it means ranking according to seniority. In the Senate, more power is always given to senior members.

After shaking hands with the three men, Li Zitao sat in the seat arranged for him and looked at nuki. "Please start your performance."

"Well! Our congressman needs some men to protect him, and he wants bodyguards with special skin color. " Nuki looked at Nick brandy and said to Li Zitao.

"Our senator, do you want to start with skin color?" Li Zitao picked up a cigar and put it in front of his nose. He smelled it very pretendedly. In fact, he didn't smell his fart.

Is it a strong smell of tobacco, fragrance? Sorry, I may have a stuffy nose.

"It seems that our new friend knows a lot about politics." Nick brandy looked around with a satisfied smile on his face.

"No problem, two Chinese, two black. I promise they are clean." Li Zitao held the burning oak chip and rotated the cigar evenly until the end of the cigar lit up a circle of even sparks. Then he threw away the pieces of wood and waved his cigar before and after.When the smoke permeated the whole cigar, he put it on his mouth and gently sucked it. With his elegant and noble manner, people gathered in some places. Even nuki looked at him unexpectedly.

If not for Li Zitao's standard Asian skin color and appearance, they would even think that they were communicating with a noble European aristocrat.

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