Chapter 8: Twenty-two block

　　 At this moment, William Deffer had regretted the cooperation with the Chinese in front of him. The fierceness and ability of the other party gave him a deep sense of crisis.
　　If you let William Defer know that everything was done by Li Zitao last night, Wang Dagou’s role is only to attract the attention of the gunman for a few seconds. I am afraid that he will raise Li Zitao’s danger to another level.
　　The horrible killer is sometimes more terrible than the mafia, because you never know when, where, and what gun he will use to end your life.
　　 "What do you want?" William Deffer said with some fate.
　　 "A safe place, in addition, other names and addresses." Li Zitao's voice was a bit cruel.
　　Since he has already embarked on this path, he has no way to go back. Once caught by Capone's men, he will definitely die.
　　Even if he has an undead body, he will be torn to pieces by the former mafia members.
　　Now Li Zitao is not interested in other things. The first thing he has to do is to live, especially when there are less than 10 dollars left in the two.
　　 "Give me a little time." William Deffer said with a brave spirit.
　　 But when he thought of Frank’s death, his nerves started to jump like a movement, which was really exciting.
　　 If the Li from China, in front of him, can really kill all the bosses under Capone, then...
　　Thinking of the bright future, William Deffer could not help but excited about G.
　　 "So, now I can arrange a car for me, I need to find some men and wait for Capon's site." Li Zitao, in front of William, justified his plans.
　　 "What are you going to do?" William Deffer said with some vigilance.
"These will wait until I have control of the entire Chicago underground, and I will not talk too late." Li Zitao tapped his fingers on the table and said indifferently: "But I can guarantee that the future of Chicago will be very peaceful. After all, we are friends, not ?"
　　 saw Li Zitao's brilliant smile, William Deffer suddenly smiled in silence, stood up and said: "Yes, we are friends."
　　With a $2,000 funded by William Deffer, in order to borrow the money, Li Zitao promised to return to the greedy mayor ten times after mastering Capone's site.
　　If you want to harvest the fruits, you need to plant the seeds in the soil first. William Deffer and Li Zitao are both fruit farmers now, but they are all just buds that have just entered the soil, waiting for the harvest day.
　　 "Sure enough history is deceiving, what a clean mayor, yuck!" whispered whispered, Li Zitao took Wang Dagou out of the building, pressed the top hat on the pressure head, and headed down the stairs.
　　 There is already a car arranged by William Deffer, waiting for the two new owners.
　　 "Go to the 22nd block." He got in the car, drew the curtain, and Li Zitao took off his bowler hat and said.
　　 "Sir, where is Block 22?" The driver blinked blankly.
　　 Block 22, this almost transparent Chinese block for Chicagoans, could hardly keep them in mind.
　　 However, with his familiarity with the road, the driver found the so-called 22 blocks after making a roundabout.
　　 "Waiting for us here." Opening the door of the car, Li Zitao, who buckled his top hat, looked around, and the cars that rarely stayed here let the curious Chinese people look into their heads.
　　 A foreign country with a vigilant Chinese in his bones, even when he saw the same robe, he was a little vigilant against the car.
　　 The environment here is not good. Piles of garbage can be seen everywhere. Except for some messy rooms and simple Chinese people, only wild cats and wild dogs are turning over the trash can.
　　 "Hello, can you talk?" Li Zitao walked towards a Chinese person beside him.
　　 "Hello, sir, do you need any help?" The other party looked at him nervously, holding her daughter's arm tightly and unnaturally while talking.
　　 "Don't be nervous, my name is Li Zitao, he is Wang Dagou, and we are also Chinese." Li Zitao showed a friendly smile.
　　 sat casually on the ground, Li Zitao reached into his pocket, and the family of three who had just relaxed immediately widened their eyes, and even cold sweat came from the male owner's forehead.
　　After seeing that Li Zitao pulled out a green knife instead of a loaded pistol, he sat down with relief.
　　 "Here, little guy, it's a meeting gift." Li Zitao put the $5 knife in his hand into the little girl's hand, "Can you know your name?"
　　 The little girl looked back, and after her father nodded hesitantly, this was like a frightened little squirrel, who snatched the knife and whispered, "Yan Yan, my name is Yan Yan."
　　 "This eldest brother, can you trouble you to bring everyone together, I want to discuss things with you to make money." Maybe Li Zitao's friendly attitude played a role, or it might be the charm of the five-dollar knife.
　　 After thinking about it, he looked at his wife and stood up and beckoned all around, saying, "This gentleman is our compatriot. He wants to take us to make big money."
　　 At this time there were very few Chinese immigrants. There were no more than 2,000 people in Chicago. There were about five or six hundred people living in the 22nd block.
　　 They are engaged in services like laundry, convenience store, restaurant, housekeeping, etc. Most ligatures are unknown, not to mention learning English.
　　For more than 10 minutes, people at home were all around, three layers inside and three layers outside, and black crowded all around.
　　 "Everyone sat down, we sat down and said slowly." Li Zitao reached out politely, pressed a few times forward, and people sat on the ground at will.
　　 "My name is Charlie Lee. You can call me Lee. I am an immigrant who has not arrived in the United States. Now I need 100 young guys who dare to fight and kill, who are willing to sell their lives.
　　If you are willing, you will have to pay $10 for each family. If you become disabled or die in the future, you will be compensated $500 per person.
　　As long as I live for a day, the family members of these brothers are my family.
　　If you can't do it, you, whoever you are, can point a gun at my head at any time, and you've broken my unbelievable bastard. "
　　Li Zitao didn't say his real name, but used Charlie Lee to introduce himself. After all, he didn't understand these people, so he was careful.
　　Li Zitao's voice just fell, and the crowd beside him was obviously commotion, whispering to discuss what he said.
　　 10 US dollars for the settlement fee, disability or death, and 500 US dollars in compensation. In addition, supporting the elderly for children to study is something that they dare not think about.
　　In this community, less than one-twentieth of those who can attend school are able to attend school.
　　Even so, the small part of school is often bullied at school. Parents can only bear it and secretly hold their heads at night and suffer under the quilt.
　　 The last parent who was looking for student theory because of this matter is still locked up in the jail. I heard that he has been tortured crazy.
"Li, do you really have that much money?" A lean teenager stood up and saw that the other party was often engaged in rough work, his arms were covered with bruises, and his fingers were thick, so he knew his palm without looking Full of cocoons.
　　 "This is the settlement fee I brought. I'm afraid that you don't have enough people." A thick wad of Franklin lay on the ground, and the people around him instantly gasped heavily.
　　While everyone was going to be fascinated by the beautiful knife, Wang Dagou coughed and lifted the corner of his coat, exposing the pistol in his waist.
　　 The unconscious hand extended towards the beautiful knife seemed to touch the stinger of the scorpion, and it was quickly withdrawn.
　　 "I am willing to follow you." The teenager who just asked raised his hand and followed the crowd, looking at Li Zitao brightly.
　　 "This is yours, give the money to your family, I'll wait for you here." Li Zitao took out a $10 knife and gave it to the other party, smiling lightly.
"There is also me, and I am willing to go with you." Another boy stood up, but he looked malnourished and skinny. Under Li Zitao's gaze, he hugged himself uncomfortably. , The bare right foot stepped on the left foot, wiping unconsciously.
　　 "Come on!" Although the opponent's body is a little poor, for Li Zitao, the most important thing is to recruit more people.
　　If he refused this boy, he was afraid that other people would hesitate to retreat, so he was willing to take out these 10 US dollars to make them stand up firmly.
"I."
"And I."
　　 "I am willing too."
Sure enough, more people stood up, and the frequency became faster and faster, as long as the young people around them basically stood up~EbookFREE.me~ Even in front of himself, the name who first touched the hug The middle-aged man holding the child also reached out to look at him, and said anxiously, "I am willing too."
　　After the lap, a total of 47 people were recruited. Li Zitao did not leave like this, but waited for all the families who went to work during the day to come back.
　　 In the evening, these people who had just returned home did not need to use Li Zitao to incite them. Their relatives, neighbors, and family members became the best lobbyists.
　　86 people, half of them are malnourished, just to make up for them is not a small expense, but it is finally a good start.
　　 "There are people who want to make money, you can introduce them to me, and I will come here again next week to pick a group of people." Before leaving, Li Zitao said waving his bank notes.
　　 sat in the car, and the car slowly slid forward, followed by 86 young and strong, of course, the young and hungry yellow muscles.
　　 "So many people, how much does it cost to raise?" Wang Dagou kept looking back in the car, his distressed face pumped.
"Brother, I will hand over these people to you. We must make them strong as soon as possible. Soon, we will fight with those and real guns." Li Zitao's heart is full of urgent crisis. sense.
　　 "Okay, when I go back, I stuff these guys into the rice bucket, and if I don't eat them one by one, I will point my guns at their heads." Wang Dagou said harshly.
　　 "Mr. William's residence, can we arrange so many people?" Li Zitao asked the probe quickly, thinking of where they were going now.
　　 "Of course, that's the manor in the name of Mayor Dover...but the room may not be enough."
　　 The driver's smug smile suddenly became embarrassed when thinking of the number 89.