Chapter 18: Last trouble

　　 "Are you talking about solving Joe?" Paul frowned, and Joe's men had more people than him, and his methods were more cruel than him. Paul didn't think it was a good idea.
　　Although he had thought about it before, it was only limited to think about it! !
　　 Joe is nicknamed, full name ‘Tony Alcado,’ when Li Zitao first met William Deffer, he was mentioned in the name.
　　 But if I want to persuade Joe, the hope is even slimmer. As Capone's most trusted personal bodyguard, it can be said that he is the most loyal to Capone.
　　If you dare to show any betrayal, the first thing you want to get rid of is this loyal bodyguard, known as the hitter Joe's Capone.
　　 is called ‘hitter,’ because he always likes to cruelly use baseball bats to solve enemies.
　　 "Of course, but it's up to you." Li Zitao relaxes his muscles and causes his body to sink deeply into the soft goose down sofa. "I will help you with your hands."
　　 "How many people?" Joe is not so easy to deal with, especially when the other party is already vigilant.
　　Li Zitao killed Frank and McGuin one after another, so that they both felt an urgent sense of crisis, and the protection power around them has strengthened a lot.
　　 Light is the bodyguard of this private villa, there are more than 80 people inside and out, and it is precisely because of this that Paul will break in with Silent Tao, who has not alarmed anyone, and calmly talk.
　　 He is very afraid of the ability of the other party. If it is not for the other party to use his power to integrate and inherit the power of Capone, he may have lost his life in his sleep.
　　 Judging from two successive contacts, it was not difficult for him to do this.
　　As soon as he thought of this possibility, Paul felt his neck cold and couldn't help but touch his neck with his hands to make sure it was still on his shoulders.
"100 people, you are in charge of weapons and ammunition, and there is also a very strong master. I know that Joe's skill is good." Li Zitao had already thought about it before he came. This time let Wang Dagou lead someone to support Paul. Of course, another On the one hand, it is also to show strength.
　　Want to receive the ‘legacy’ left by Capone, it’s not enough to rely on his own strength. He can deter Paul Enka, but he has no time to scare the following bosses one by one.
　　 "Yes, when will your people arrive?" Paul Enka is not a kind generation. Since he has decided to betray, the sooner the better.
　　 Father Johnny and Luciano are trying to rescue Capone. Although the opportunities are slim, he is still a little uneasy.
　　As long as Capone loses his last value and dependence, then Johnny and Luciano will not be trying to run for him.
　　 The reality is always cruel, without the power to master Chicago, Capone is just a mad dog that bites when he sees it.
　　 "Anytime." His people are in the 22nd district, and only need Li Zitao's command to gather them immediately.
　　 "Tomorrow evening, let your people arrive..." Paul Rica's eyes flashed a terrifying cold light, saying his plan word by word.
　　Looking at the determination and madness in his eyes, Li Zitao, who heard the plan, smiled and nodded, "See you tomorrow night."
Watching him walk towards the back door step by step, Paul's heart flashed countless thoughts, but until 5 minutes later, he did not hear any hustle and gunshots, which made him sigh helplessly and leaned back on the sofa in a loss. Sitting on the backrest, just sit till dawn.
　　 "Mr." Early in the morning, the housekeeper and the servant got up early, but they saw the haggard look and sat on the sofa in a daze. The startled housekeeper hurried forward.
"Go get ready! I will take a shower first, help me connect Joe's phone at 8 o'clock, invite him to Hans Bar at night, and say that I have something to talk to him." Paul blinked, his eyes widened. Regained focus, went upstairs after talking to the butler.
　　 He knew that his name would be linked to the traitor as long as he passed today, but in the face of that mysterious Asian nationality, that deep sense of powerlessness and inexplicable oppression made him dare not fight against each other.
　　Especially after what happened last night, no matter when the other party came or left, they didn’t alarm the outsiders and the hounds, ‘oh, this is really a sad story. ’
　　Paul didn't know that he should blame his men for being too wasteful, and he couldn't even find someone else breaking into the villa, or went to insult Li Zitao for being too perverted.
　　After taking a bath, Paul's dull mind became calm again.
　　 After breakfast, he went to Hans Bar as usual, it was his office in Chicago and a new base camp.
　　After dealing with the business troubles, he solved the little chap who wanted to grab the site while taking advantage of the recent chaos, and the time has come to dinner time unconsciously.
　　 Thinking of the agreement with Li Zitao, Paul stood up and said, "Blair, come with me."
　　……
In the block behind the Hans Bar, in two empty rooms, boxes of brand new Chicago typewriters were distributed, and a team of 100 people scattered in the shadows around the house, waiting for a signal of attack.
In the car on the street, Wang Dagou was sitting in the co-pilot, smoking cigarettes one by one, thinking of the big scene tonight, his heart was excited and nervous.
　　 "Would you like a cigar?" The driver in the car was Blair. When he saw Wang Dagou smoking cigarettes one by one, his cigarette addiction was also guilty.
　　However, he prefers cigars to cigarettes, because smoking cigars will have more identity and face, at least Blair thinks so.
　　 "No." Waving the Pirate cigarette in his hand, Wang Dagou couldn't help recalling what Li Zitao said before.
"Cigar? That thing was glued up with the saliva of the workers. Are you sure you are smoking a cigar, not adding others' saliva?" Li Zitao still knows a little about cigars, thanks to a senior cigar fan Science.
　　 When thinking of Li Zitao's remarks, the expression of disdain, Wang Dagou had no interest in cigars, who knew that the person who wrapped this cigar was a man or a woman.
　　 Add saliva? Never mind.
　　 "It's almost time, why hasn't there been any movement?" With the passage of time, Wang Dagou's English proficiency is improving linearly every day with these guys like Samoyed.
　　 "It should be fast, don't worry, what we're going to do tonight is a big deal." Meimei took a sip of cigar, and Blair's smoke almost surrounded the whole car.
　　 Awkwardly fanned with his hand. Blair had just opened the door and was going to smoke outside. He saw a light flashing 3 times on the window on the second floor opposite.
　　 "Ha, Jack, it's time for us to play." With his cigar still on the ground, Blair grinded it back and forth with his feet, and pulled out a Thomson machine gun from the back.
　　 "Hush~~" whistled. The sturdy guys hidden in the shadows around the house, like the hunters in the dark, with their cats on their waists and a machine gun loaded in hand, quietly touched behind the bar.
　　 "Who's there?" Jim, who was at the back door of the bar, threw away his cigarette, raised his gun to the wooden fence, and watched Jimmy vigilantly beside him.
　　 He is Joe's person, and the boss told him before he came, let them be very careful tonight, Paul might have other ideas, so Jim has not relaxed his vigilance.
　　 Just now he seemed to see a shadow flashing outside the wooden fence, but he was not sure, "Hey, Jimmy, did you see that?" Jim asked tentatively.
　　 "What?" Jimmy looked blankly forward, looking like he didn't know anything.
　　 "I just saw something outside, how about we go and see?" Jim didn't worry about giving his back to him.
　　 "Okay, but I think it should be a wild cat, there are a lot of stray cats here." Jimmy said indifferently, he didn't even grasp the gun, and hung it casually on his chest.
　　His performance made Jim wonder if his boss thought too much, but at the moment he turned his head, a huge figure rushed next to him.
　　The last sight Jim saw was a fist that occupied the entire line of sight, and Jimmy's treacherous smile.
　　 "Hey, man, you are so cool!" Jimmy said with a thumbs up, facing two big dogs who were so strong.
　　 "Look at him and reward him if he wakes up, maybe tomorrow he will be ours." Blair, who was behind Wang Dagou, said with a smile.
　　 "Of course, I will look at him, there are many people on it." Jimmy pointed to the back door, begging them to be more careful.
　　Wang Dagou stood sideways by the back door. Two gunmen crouched in front of the door and raised their guns to aim. Monks and Samoot also led people to stand behind the bar.
　　 When Wang Dagou waved his hand to open the door, the gunshots sounded, and the monks and Samo took 50 people each, rushing forward one by one.
　　 "gogogo, hurry up." Blair's tone urged excitedly, people who don't know thought he was going to rush!
　　 But this guy just kept shouting, how cumbersome the action was, how cumbersome he kept hiding behind Wang Dagou’s huge body~EbookFREE.me~ was just using him as a meat shield.
　　Wang Dagou doesn't mind. Li Zitao has already told him the purpose of tonight. He turned back to gather these people and will give them all for training. After today, he has time to drill this kid.
　　 squeezed his fist stubbornly, his knuckles squeaked with a click, and Blair felt an inexplicable cold shroud himself, and he couldn't help shrinking his neck and looking blankly.
　　 "FK, Paul, you dare to betray Capone." In the room on the second floor, there were only Paul and Joe.
　　 At this moment, Paul was a little embarrassed and was chased by Joe running around the whole room. The bridge of his nose had been cracked, and blood was screaming out.
　　 "Joe, you're dead tonight, you can't go out." Although Joe wasn't a killer, Paul didn't dare to use language to stimulate him weakly.
"FK, I'm going to you off, you Bichi, I'll kill you, then go and your lover, wait, you..." Joe kept swearing, long Striding forward with his legs, he wants to catch Paul who is fleeing like a monkey.
　　 "Why, Blair, a bitch-brother, why haven't you come yet?" Paul, who was chased by Joe, was crying and begging for mercy.
　　In order to reassure the suspicious Joe, he agreed to let the other party's men search the body. Both sides did not bring weapons, no men, only the two of them were talking in the room.
Joe, who is very confident in his own strength, will only agree to this conversation. He believes that if Paul wants to play tricks, he can kill him with his fist as soon as possible.
　　 The fact is that Paul is really about to be killed. When Joe grabbed his collar, lifted him up, clenched his fists to prepare him to blossom, Paul really felt he was dead.