Chapter 19: Where is my money?

boom!
　　 There was a loud noise, and the shrunken gate was shredded into pieces of wood. The width was almost the same as the gate.
　　 "Hah, saved." A smile appeared on Paul's face.
　　嘭!
　　 A heavy punch hit his face, Paul’s eyes were black, and he almost fainted, screaming ‘My handsome face, my nose, oh damn...’
　　 arbitrarily put Paul, whose head was stunned, and was still on the ground. Joe turned to look at the big dog blocked in the door, and twisted his neck cool and cool.
　　卡卡~~
　　 A series of bone explosions came, and Joe shook his right leg and walked towards the big dog with a big step. He wanted to kick the opponent's egg with one foot.
Wang Dagou stood motionless, like a pile of wood, until Joe was 2 meters away from him, and suddenly a moment when the front span lifted his foot and kicked, he extended his right hand so calmly and grabbed the other's foot. bare.
　　 "Let go!" Trying to get rid of Wang Dagou's palm, Joe's face has become no longer proud, when the strength on the bare feet is getting heavier, his forehead starts to sweat coldly.
　　 "Damn bastard, I will let you go." Twisted to lift his legs and kicked, Joe's foot was facing Wang Dagou's cheek, trying to get rid of each other's imprisonment.
But waiting for him was another big hand, Wang Dagou crossed his arms, so he lifted his two feet naked, his eyes suddenly seemed to come alive, his body squatted down, his arms stretched tightly while lifting up, Joe The burly body rose like a bag.
　　When his fists were higher than his head, Wang Dagou relaxed his strength and lost his external force. Joe's body fell naturally. With this gravity, Wang Dagou pressed his arms and threw him to the ground.
　　嘭~Click...
　　Qiao's back spine directly cracked when he touched the ground. His body fell into the floor like this, his mouth spouted with blood, and his paralyzed paralysis was there.
　　 "His..." He was breathing cold, his face covered with blood, and the embarrassed Paul climbed up from the ground, looked at Joe, who had been badly played, and then looked at Wang Dagou's eyes as if he were a pervert again.
　　 This is not the first time this kind of look has appeared. Whenever facing Li Zitao, he will show the same look.
　　 "Wipe it! Charlie will see you next time." Wang Dagou took a crumpled handkerchief from his pocket.
　　 This was given to him by Li Zitao, saying that a man with a handkerchief is more likely to be favored by a woman, but Wang Dagou likes to hit it in his pocket, always crumpled.
　　 "Thank you." He took the handkerchief and pressed it against the bridge of his nose. Paul smelled a sweat from some warm handkerchiefs. It was strange, but he didn't care.
　　If you let Li Zitao know that Wang Dagou gave the handkerchief to the man for the first time, I am afraid he will stay away from Wang Dagou by 50 yards, or 100 yards more safely.
　　 Sporadic gunshots sounded from time to time, and the battle was coming to an end. A more correct statement should be that it had ended before it even started.
　　Joe stayed with 50 men today, but against the 50 people of Paul, plus the 100 people brought by the monk and Samoth, there was no resistance at all.
　　In addition to firing a few shots at Qiao Diezhong's men, after seeing the situation clearly, the others threw the guns in their hands and hugged their heads, squatting on the ground obediently.
　　 "It's over." Li Zitao, who had been waiting at the crossroad diagonally opposite the bar, said with a smile.
　　 "Sir, do you want to go?" The driver sent by William looked at him with awe.
　　He had always felt that the character of Chinese nationality was timid, honest, honest, or more silly to describe it, but what happened today completely changed his view.
　　 "Let's go!" Li Zitao's inner emotions rose for the first time. After tonight, he will inherit everything from Capone.
　　Of course, compared with Capone in the heyday, his reputation and prestige are not enough to convince the public. If you want to take over everything in Capone in a real sense, it is impossible.
　　 But what about that, Li Zitao just wanted to take fate and safety in his hands, but he never intended to be the new mafia godfather.
　　 There are too many profitable businesses in this world, why should he go to those who will cause trouble and make himself infamous.
　　If it were not for the world that caused him a serious sense of anxiety, and the available memory was limited, Li Zitao might not choose this path.
　　 But what he has done now is not enough to attract attention. Then he should start his plan, Aegis Bureau, Aegis Security, really a good name.
　　 "I don't know if Marvel is established now. The name SHIELD is taken by me. Will the one-eyed gangster be wiped out?" Li Zitao thought with wickedness.
　　 That’s right, Li Zitao just wanted to set up a security company, and he was inspiring to be the largest security company in the United States. It must be larger than the black water in the past, so that a series of plans after him can be carried out smoothly.
　　 And no matter when, he has a huge armed force, and for Li Zitao with yellow skin, it is the best guarantee for his future career.
　　 bold? ? ?
　　No, no, Li Zitao is not at all daring. The performance during this time was just the hard shell that was excited after a certain degree of fear.
　　 caused this disguise, it was the moment when Jack Chen was accidentally killed.
　　 Crossing, World War II, chaos, death, hesitation, confusion, from the moment he came to this world, these emotions haunt him all the time.
　　 Therefore, Li Zitao wants to be strong, to have weapons, to show the fangs belonging to the Chinese, so that everyone who peers at their eyes will take a closer look, ‘I’m not so annoying. ’
　　 Of course, there is another important factor is that he wants to have a relationship with senior government officials as soon as possible, such as the current William Deffer.
　　With the existence of this mayor, all his business in Chicago will be more or less taken care of, and through his network, Li Zitao can integrate into the so-called high society more quickly.
　　Despite the high society of the United States, in the eyes of the old aristocrats in countries Y and F, they are a group of crude, ignorant, arrogant upstarts.
　　 Anyway, his goal was achieved, stepping into the messy office, Li Zitao bent over to sit down on the ground chair, "Now, you are the boss."
　　 Hearing Li Zitao’s words, Paul Rica was dumbfounded. ‘What are you doing?’ The brain circuit seems to be a bit unsatisfactory, why not try another channel connection?
　　 "The leader of the Chicago gang is up to you. I need an obedient godfather, Paul, are you that person?" Li Zitao asked, looking up at him.
　　 "...Of course." Despite some contemplation, Paul Rica nodded.
　　Nonsense, even being a puppet godfather, is better than being a scene of his men. Besides, he may not always be a puppet, and Paul Rica's heart is never restless.
　　 "Well, I want Chicago to restore a stable order. I want you to be an underground policeman. I will not control the other two things except the last one.
　　 But who dares to break the rules I set, I will let him personally experience what is despair! "Li Zitao stepped on the right foot on the floor slightly, and the floor cracked with a thin crack, spreading from the wall to the gate.
　　 "Got it, BOSS." Paul bowed his head to show surrender, this man's strength is really terrible.
　　 "How much money can you make now?" Franklin, this is the most important thing. For Li Zitao, there are too many places to use money.
　　 "I have a half-million-dollar knife in my hand. Joe should be more than me. Capone trusts him more." Paul's expression fell a little.
　　 Thinking that Capone had lost everything he had, but was still trapped in prison, he could not help feeling sad for the former King of Chicago.
　　 "What are you waiting for? Quickly count all the accounts. I need to know where my money is." Li Zitao has shamelessly treated the money as if it was in his own pocket.
　　 "Old Huang." When Paul covered his face and led the people down, Li Zitao called Huang Fang to come to the front and ordered him to do a few things.
　　The registration of the Blue and White Chamber of Commerce and the SHIELD Bureau also needs to confirm with Paul, which industries are completely their own, and his company needs two suitable addresses.
　　The other is to find a professional statistician and accountant to liquidate all the finances. He doesn't want to be fooled by being a fool.
　　 "Brother, after Paul comes to power, all the people under him will need to work for you, except for those who need to work. They will be handed over to the SHIELD for training, and they will be obedient like sheep."
　　What Paul thinks, Li Zitao is currently unknown, but he certainly will not leave all of Chicago's men belonging to Capone to him.
　　The swollen Paul is likely to dive. Li Zitao doesn't want to have another trouble, but let him obediently be a puppet.
　　When you need to use your staff, hire professional security from the SHIELD Bureau ~EbookFREE.me~, so that they can produce benefits without causing trouble, is it great?
　　 Great dog!
　　Two days later, when Paul gathered the little boss and the site left by the other three, he knew that he had become the bare commander Paul, and he almost didn't cry and fainted in the toilet.
　　After Li Zitao arranged one yellow and one black, and the two gunmen personally ‘protected’ his safety, Paul was completely numb.
　　 "I'm so tired, I want to retire."
　　What kind of mafia? When is the boss? What bicycle do you want? Can I try again? I feel so tired and want to sleep! !
　　 "William, how does it feel to be a star?" In the cafe next to the magnificent mile, Li Zitao met with the bright red William Deffer.
　　Chicago's great hero, a fighter willing to contribute to the safety of citizens, is the one who found the murderer of the Valentine's Day massacre, so that citizens can sleep peacefully.
　　 It was him who found the key evidence about the close relationship between Capone and the Italian Mafia, and asked the court to make a notarized judgment on the stubborn executioner.
　　 is him, he paid in silence for the citizens of Chicago, not to report, not to seek reputation, only to do the duties that a mayor should do, ah~ how great...
　　 "It's him, it's him, it's him, our hero Little Nezha..." Li Zitao couldn't help but hummed in his heart.
　　 "Look at the Chicago Tribune today, you have become a dazzling political star than the president." Li Zitao smiled at the newspaper on the table.
　　Who said that the white-skinned guy wouldn't play with words, look at the touted above, and let him, a Chinese, blush when he sees it. It's so shameless.
　　Those who didn't know thought that what he killed was not a gangster tumor, but he moved his finger to overthrow the sunless empire!