Chapter 15: The Power of the Great Demon King
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The gunshot interrupted Li Zitao's imaginings, and when he opened the door and walked out, the villagers who had been showing off their might before were kneeling neatly on the ground, holding their heads in their hands, and sincerely repenting.
"It's wrong to bully the weak, and it's shameful to bully the Chinese..." Hearing these Xiang Fei repeated these two sentences under Huang Yifang's training, Li Zitao almost died laughing at his peculiar hobby.
You pointed fifty or sixty machine guns at people's foreheads and made them confess. Who is bullying whom?
Don't you blush when you hear that line? It's true...but I love it!
After moving a stool to sit in front of the locals, Li Zitao listened to them talking non-stop like chanting sutras, and didn't stop until his voice was hoarse.
"Do you want to hang out with me?" Although the gringos are also playing tricks, they really speak straight, without so many twists and turns.
As for the reason? Li Zitao guessed that it was because their language was too simple, and they could not interpret a 3,000-word composition like Chinese.
"Are you doing something for the Italians?" Summer raised his head and asked with hatred in his eyes.
With so many guns, there are only Italians in Chicago, and he hates Italians, and his two older brothers died at the hands of the Italian Mafia.
"No, I do things for myself." Li Zitao put his elbows on his knees, leaned forward and said aggressively: "Also, I hate Italians."
Because if they don't die, I won't be able to get the benefits I want. Li Zitao thinks this reason is very reasonable.
"Then I'll do it with you, Boss." Samode wanted to stand up, but the monk put a gun on the back of his neck.
"Monk." After waving his hand to signal everyone to put away their guns, Li Zitao said with a smile, "Welcome to join."
"Boss, what's our name?" Summer showed the familiar temperament of the black people to the fullest. He wanted to make a fortune on the Chinese just now, and now he will only bite one boss.
"Uh..." What is it called? How does my mother know?
Thinking about it, it seems that they don't have a unified title until now, which is really an embarrassing question.
Safflower Club? Green Gang? Forget about the Green Gang, the orthodox family is still there, what if they come to seek relatives when they turn around and run away?
"Call it the Blue and White Chamber of Commerce!" Li Zitao smiled meaningfully when he thought of the killer organization of the Longmen Security Bureau.
In May 1929, the Blue and White Chamber of Commerce was formally established in Chicago, USA.
"Blue and White Chamber of Commerce?" Samo scratched his head in a daze, not knowing what it meant.
"Just remember how to call it. Besides, I need more people, can you find them?" Li Zitao walked forward, and Samode followed carefully.
"Yes, I have many brothers." Summer said very proudly.
There are many brothers, another characteristic of black people, as long as they are of the same skin color, when they meet, ‘Hi, brother. ’ Then, they became brothers.
Of course, Li Zitao has never seen how much moisture this brother has, so he still doesn't know.
But at this time, the black people are very united, because the whole society discriminates against and oppresses them, so they can only keep warm with the same fellow sufferers.
"For the time being, it's $10 a month. I need someone who really dares to work hard and is not afraid of death." Li Zitao didn't promise them any benefits, but hired them.
Unlike the compatriots here, they are Li Zitao's real team, and these guys can only be regarded as the tools he needs at present.
As for the future, Li Zitao does not know yet, and everything will be proved by time.
"Okay, boss, do you need me to call them over now?" Summer pointed and asked.
"En." When Li Zitao nodded, he never thought of it.
Samode was able to find more than a hundred people, and each of them looked stronger than the monks.
It was already the second day when I saw these people, and they were all found by Samo's subordinates knocking on the door one after another.
"Boss, these are the best guys, they are not afraid of death, as long as they have something to eat." Summer said, patting a black man on the shoulder.
For these people, as long as they have the opportunity to eat and make money, there is nothing to be afraid of. All they need is an opportunity.
At this time, black people desire success and affluent life more than anyone else.
"Well, I'll stay here from now on and train with him." Li Zitao originally wanted to say that he didn't need so many people.
But when he saw the envy and sense of crisis in the eyes of the monk and others, Li Zitao suddenly thought that maybe it would be better to put some pressure on them.
For the next two weeks, the weather was calm, and with a huge sum of US$200,000 in hand, Li Zitao gave Huang Fang US$50,000 with a wave of his hand, scaring him so much that he didn't sleep well for two nights.
Piles of beef, chicken, vegetables, and fruits were moved into the 22nd district, and trucks came in and out, which finally made the place a bit popular.
For monks and people in Samod, everyday life is both painful and joyful.
The painful thing is that that bear-like guy will do everything possible to torture them from morning till night.
Running with weights, push-ups, pull-ups, sit-ups, these are just the most basic, followed by rolling stones, crossing obstacles, leapfrog, and finally the actual combat.
Rolling stone, a stone bigger than a calf, each person should hold it and roll forward 2-3 times on the soft ground.
Don't think it's easy. From inserting your hands into the soil, lifting the stone, and finally making it roll, you have to mobilize all your strength to do it. 2~3 strokes almost cost half your life.
Oh, by the way, this week has become 5~6 times.
To leapfrog, you have to carry a 15kg log on your neck.
Actual combat is naturally a two-two duel, and the monk and Samode are a model.
Every time whoever wins, he can ride on the opponent's neck and let him run around the training ground, so that everyone can see that both of them win or lose.
But every time the monk loses, he will be "guided" by Wang Dagou himself.
In his words, ‘You fucking embarrass the Chinese, just stand still, or I will slap you to death. '
Wang Dagou's current majesty is definitely stronger than Li Zitao's, because he is always smiling, and Wang Dagou himself performed it, what is the power of a bear.
After he kicked the 50kg sandbag five meters away, no one dared to show his teeth and claws in front of him.
And happiness is very short every day, and you can only feel it when you taste delicious food. Beef and chicken are enough.
All kinds of vegetables are also fresh, unlike the rotten leaves they picked up from the vegetable market that others don't want.
Although there are not many fruits, they can taste fresh every day, and they are very satisfied with this.
As the body became stronger and the daily meals never decreased, the eyes of everyone looking at Li Zitao became more and more grateful, but there was a little less awe in it.
So after the training, Li Zitao stood in front of everyone, pointed to the monk and Samode and said, "Each choose the 10 best performers."
The two of them thought they had something to do, so they went to pick people with bright eyes. One by one, muscular and burly teenagers were picked out.
I have to say that the training effect during this period of time is very significant. The skin and bones of the past have long since disappeared, and everyone has lost their stature, not to mention their figure.
"Come on, practice with me, and go up together." Li Zitao put on airs, clenched his fists with both hands, alternately back and forth, keeping them parallel to his chin, and said with a slight smile.
"Boss, this... is not good!" The monk scratched his head, "Why don't you let me practice with you?"
Although Li Zitao was very sensitive in the manor, his speed and jumping ability were amazing, and his marksmanship was even sharper, but this does not mean that he can punch and kick!
This is 40 people, plus 2 of them, there are 42 people, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and the master is beaten to death with random punches, 1VS42, no matter how you look at it, they are looking for abuse.
"Hurry up, give me all your strength." Li Zitao didn't speak, but Wang Dagou took a step forward, looked at them and said with disdain: "Just you guys, don't be beaten into doubting your life for a while."
As he said that, Wang Dagou rubbed his shoulder. Li Zitao punched his shoulder last night, and it is still swollen!
If it wasn't for Li Zitao holding back his strength when practicing duels with him, Wang Dgou suspected that his shoulder would be blown off by him.
After being injured last night, Li Zitao had no opponent, so he practiced blindly in the open space. When he got up, he punched the big rock used for training.
At that time, the stone split into several petals from the middle, Wang Dagou almost stared out his eyes, and ran to the river to dig a stone and came back overnight.
"If you don't come, I'm coming." Li Zitao grinned and rushed towards them.
"Come on." Samo waved his hand and rushed towards him. Since the boss has spoken, of course he is going to go. Be careful when you strike, the chance to beat the boss is not every day.
"Let's go too." The monk was still considering whether to tell everyone, and his hands were light, and he saw Samode rushing in front of Li Zitao, as if his chest had been hit by a giant hammer, his body curled up into a bow, compared to what he was going to. Fly back at a faster speed.
Wheels——
After rolling several times on the ground, Samode lay down on the ground this time, moaning and moaning.
"Hold the grass." Turning his head and seeing Li Zitao's side kicked right leg slowly lowered, the friends were all stunned, did they encounter a monster?
Samode weighs 100kg, but Li Zitao stood in place and kicked him flying as soon as he lifted his foot, which broke their cognition.
"I seem to be hurt." The moaning Samode finally got up, sat on the ground weakly, and stretched out his hands to press his chest in pain.
"Let the doctor show him, and the others continue." Li Zitao instructed Wang Dagou. In order to ensure that there would be no accidents during the training of these people, he specially invited a doctor.
300 dollars per month, live here during the day, and no longer accept any other guests. I have to say that the profession of doctors has been very profitable since ancient times.
When this famous doctor was invited out of his villa, he thought he was being robbed by refugees, and was almost scared to pee his pants.
"Come on, the boss is a pervert." The monk lowered his head and said something, and then a group of people rushed forward screaming, as if this would allow them to defeat the big devil in front of them and win the victory. Same as victory.