Chapter 668: Fly to Chicago

When Zhou Qingfeng walked out of O'Hare International Airport, he felt that he was in the wrong place. This shabby airport is really the fourth largest international airport in the United States? It feels like you are in a backward third world country.
Zhou Qingfeng originally arrived in wasteland New York, and played gangsters and police for three days in the bustling super metropolis, and then faced cataclysm. The end of the world was getting worse. He didn't observe much of the American cities.
And when Zhou Qingfeng arrived in Chicago, the third largest city in the real world, he felt that everything in front of him was too subversive-didn't he say that the capitalism of the US emperor was thriving and developed? Is it really a world famous financial center?
The road is cracked, the building is worn out, and the urban area is still small. The wind across the street can blow people to the sky, but it looks very blue and the air is very good. But public transportation in the city is basically paralyzed, and there must be a car wherever you go.
Zhou Qingfeng took a long time to fly to Los Angeles, USA, and fly from Los Angeles to Chicago, because his target Helena was an FBI agent in this city. When he got off the plane, he saw a newspaper with the front page saying, "Ninety-two people died in the city last month from homicide. It was the bloodiest month."
It feels like ..., not great!
After arriving in Chicago, Zhou Qingfeng didn't know where to go to find Helena Kelvin. The information provided by Lina only showed that Helena worked in Chicago during this period. To this end, he also retrieved various information about Chicago during the period from the Legion's volcano supercomputing database for reference.
But this is useful ... it is impossible to grab a police officer or FBI agent and ask where to find Helena Kelvin?
Zhou Qingfeng took a taxi from the airport into the city, and as a fool stood downstairs at the Sears Tower in downtown Chicago, watching the streets coming and going, Americans wanted to cry.
Aren't American women in TV movies beautiful and sexy? The women here are old and ugly. The hair on the skin is large and porous, and there are all kinds of spots. It's weird to watch horror movies at a certain age.
There are a lot of Western women around Zhou Qingfeng, and the beautiful ocean horse has been riding numerous times. He now realizes that he is encountering rare products, and ordinary goods in real life can't really be seen.
The city center is more crowded, Zhou Qingfeng walked into a McDonald's on the side of the road, ordered a burger, Cola, and sat down to eat slowly. The only clue he had looking for Helena at hand was the striptease bar called 'Happy Monkey'.
Helena's current task should be to be a stripper in 'Happy Monkeys', secretly responsible for investigating the underground drug trade in Chicago. She was surrounded by vicious gangsters. The problem was that Zhou Qingfeng searched the electronic map for a long time and couldn't find this bar.
This may be another underground black bar, just like which cat claw bar Zhou Qingfeng arrived in the waste land of New York.
Zhou Qingfeng arrived in Chicago relatively late. After sitting in McDonald's for an hour, it was dark. The original bustling city center was deserted like ghosts in no time, and the cold wind was blowing all over the streets, and the streets were alone.
Zhou Qingfeng did not have a visa, and he used ‘excellent alertness’ to break through customs. So he couldn't stay in a hotel. He could only stand on the street and wanted to stop two taxis, and asked the driver where he could go. Maybe a motel in the suburbs doesn't need a passport.
Just standing on the street for two minutes, a car of a few years old "Dodge" drove over. The driver inside the car looked at Zhou Qingfeng under the street lights and immediately stopped the car.
"Hey, are you Chinese? I heard you all like to bring cash on your body. I believe you definitely don't mind letting me search." A man in a leather jacket got out of the car and pulled out a pistol from his waist. , The expression is extremely excited.
Robbery?
"Yes, I'm Chinese." The scene in front reminded Zhou Qingfeng of his first encounter with a black robber, and that was his first murder. Now he looked calmly at the striding towards himself, and smiled in a mood: "I do have a lot of cash on me."
"Hahaha ... I know. Oh ......" The grinned, showing a white tooth, followed by a ruthless blow on his nose. With a crisp sound, his nose was broken. "Asshole, I'm going to kill you."
The nose hurt so much that the had to bend over and bow his head. He reached out and touched the blood of his palm, and the gunman immediately pulled the trigger towards Zhou Qingfeng. But as soon as his hand was empty, he looked up and saw that his own gun had fallen into the opponent's hand. He immediately realized that it was not good and turned to run away.
Zhou Qingfeng stretched his foot carelessly, and let the to run off. He also used the streetlight to the pistol that he snatched, and said lightly: "M1911A1, the classic is long-lasting. And your car is also good, I also like it."
The fallen got up, watched Zhou Qingfeng skillfully playing with the pistol, immediately raised his hands and shouted, "No problem, the gun and the car are yours. Please don't kill me."
Niggas have no holsters, nor does Zhou Qingfeng. He could only pin his gun behind his back and asked, "Do you know a bar called 'Happy Monkey'?"
"I don't know." Nigga shook his head.
"Then what else do you do to me?" Zhou Qingfeng questioned, and he reached for his gun.
The nodded immediately, "Wait ... I know, I know." Happy Monkeys "in Langbod in the Western District is the site of" Grey Tooth "Chris."
"Awesome, I'm missing a guide. Presumably you should be very suitable." Zhou Qingfeng tilted his head towards the ‘Dodge’ car, motioned to the other side to get on the car as a driver, and he got into the back seat.
This is really bad luck at home, just make a fool and meet a evil star.
With the rearview mirror, the with blood on his face looked at Zhou Qingfeng and asked: "Sir, 'Happy Monkey' does not accept Asians, and the security guards are not good. If you want to have fun, I Can introduce you to other places. "
After Zhou Qingfeng arrived in the United States, he did not wear a hat and sunglasses. At the same time, he did not become a red in Asia in the United States ~ EbookFREE.me ~. In the eyes of foreigners, Asians look like them. He also stared into the rearview mirror with a sneer and said, "I'm not a good communicator, or you'll be robbed just now."
The chatted for a few seconds, and finally drove Zhou Qingfeng from the city center to Chicago's West End, which is a black community. Black communities in all countries in the world are mostly a mess, and Chicago's corruption in law and order has also contributed a lot to blacks.
The 'Dodge' car finally stopped in front of a three-story building in the Lombard community. There was a long line at the door of the house. Young men and women were waiting to enter the bar. On the bright neon signboard at the door, a monkey jumping around was flashing.
"Sir, this is it. Can you return the car to me? Without a car, my life will be very inconvenient. I have wives and children. I need to feed them. For God's sake, please." Niggas will be a bit pitiful, not as fierce as before.
But Zhou Qingfeng remained indifferent. He glanced in the direction of the bar for a few moments, and then reached out and pinched the niggas' neck. "You don't need a car anymore, you need to get a rebirth. Remember, it's best not to be in your next life Be black. "
With a click, the nigga's neck broke. (To be continued.)