Chapter 19 Where Is My Money?

boom!

With a loud bang, the closed door from the inside shattered into sawdust, almost as wide as the door, and a tall and mighty Yaji with a swollen face walked in.

"Ha, I'm saved." A smile appeared on Paul's face.

Boom!

A heavy punch hit him in the face, Paul's eyes went dark, and he almost passed out, screaming in his heart, 'my handsome face, my nose, oh, damn it...'

Paul, who 'fainted' with his head tilted casually, was still on the ground. Joe turned around and looked at Wang Dagou blocking the door, twisting his neck coolly and coldly.

Kaka~~

A series of bone explosions came, Qiao shook his right leg, and strode towards Wang Dagou with a big stride, he was about to kick the opponent's balls.

Wang Dagou stood motionless, like a wooden stake, until Joe was 2 meters away from him, and at the moment when he stepped forward and kicked sideways, he calmly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the opponent's foot bare.

"Let go!" Trying to break free from Wang Dagou's palm, Joe's complexion had become dissatisfied, and when the strength on his ankles became heavier and heavier, cold sweat began to break out from his forehead.

"Damn bastard, I let you go." Twisting her waist and kicking her legs, Qiao kicked directly at Wang Dagou's cheek, trying to get rid of the opponent's imprisonment.

But what was waiting for him was another big hand. Wang Dagou crossed his arms and held his ankles like this. His eyes suddenly seemed to come alive. The burly body followed up like a bag of flour.

When the fists were above the head, Wang Dagou relaxed his strength and lost the external force, and Joe's body fell naturally. With this gravitational force, Wang Dagou pressed his arms and threw him to the ground forcefully.

Boom~click...

The moment Joe's back touched the ground, the wooden floor split open, and his body sank into the floor just like that. He spewed out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed there with a dispirited expression.

"Hiss..." Gasping for air, his face covered with blood, Paul got up from the ground in a panic, looked at Joe, whose whole body had been spoiled, and looked at Wang Dagou again, as if looking at another pervert.

This is not the first time this kind of eyes appeared, whenever he faced Li Zitao, he would show the same eyes.

"Wipe it off! Charlie will see you later." Wang Dagou took out a crumpled handkerchief from his pocket.

Li Zitao gave it to him, saying that a man with a handkerchief is more likely to be favored by women, but Wang Dagou likes to knock it in his butt pocket, and it is always wrinkled.

"Thank you." Paul took the handkerchief and pressed it on the bridge of his nose. Paul smelled a smell of sweat from the somewhat warm handkerchief, which was a bit weird, but he didn't care.

If Li Zitao knew that Wang Dagou had given a handkerchief to a man for the first time, he would be 50 yards away from Wang Dagou, or 100 yards would be safer.

Sporadic gunshots rang out from time to time, and the battle was drawing to a close, or more correctly, it was over before it even started.

Joe stayed with 50 men today, but against the 50 men led by Paul, plus the 100 men led by Monk and Samode, he had no resistance at all.

Except for firing a few shots at Qiao's loyal subordinates, the others threw away their guns and covered their heads with their hands after seeing the situation clearly, and squatted obediently on the ground.

"It's over." Li Zitao, who had been waiting at the intersection diagonally opposite the bar, said with a smile.

"Sir, do you want to go there?" The driver sent by William looked at him in awe.

He used to think that Huaji's character was timid, simple and honest, or it would be more appropriate to describe it as stupid, but what happened today completely changed his opinion.

"Let's go!" Li Zitao felt excited for the first time. After tonight, he will inherit everything from Capone.

Of course, compared with Capone in his heyday, his fame and prestige are not enough to convince the public,

If you want to take over everything from Capone in the true sense, it is simply impossible.

But so what, Li Zitao just wanted to hold fate and safety in his hands, he never planned to become the new mafia godfather.

There are too many profitable businesses in this world, why should he engage in those that will cause trouble and make himself notorious.

If it wasn't for this world that made him feel seriously uneasy, and the available memory is limited, Li Zitao might not have chosen this path.

But with everything he has done now, it is not enough to attract attention, and then he should start his plan, SHIELD, SHIELD Security, really a good name.

"I don't know if the current Marvel has been established. The name SHIELD has been taken by me. The one-eyed boss won't be obliterated?" Li Zitao thought with evil intentions.

That's right, Li Zitao wants to set up a security company, and he aspires to be the largest security company in the United States, which will be larger than that of Blackwater in his previous life, so that his subsequent plans can be carried out smoothly.

And no matter what time it is, to control a huge armed force, for the yellow-skinned Li Zitao, it is the best guarantee for his future career.

bold? ? ?

No, no, Li Zitao is actually not bold at all. His performance during this period is just a hard shell inspired by fear to a certain extent.

And what triggered this layer of camouflage was the moment when he accidentally killed Jack Chen.

Time travel, World War II, chaos, death, hesitation, confusion, from the moment he came into this world, these emotions have troubled him all the time.

Therefore, Li Zitao needs to be strong, to have weapons, and to show his fangs that belong to the Chinese, so that everyone who looks into their eyes will take a closer look and say, 'I am not easy to mess with. '

Of course, another important factor is that he wants to establish a relationship with senior government officials as soon as possible, such as the current William Dever.

With the presence of this Mr. Mayor, all his businesses in Chicago will be more or less taken care of, and through his network of contacts, Li Zitao can more quickly integrate into the so-called high society.

Although the upper class in the United States, in the eyes of the veteran nobles in country Y and country F, they are a group of vulgar, ignorant, arrogant upstarts.

Anyway, he achieved his goal, stepped into the messy office, Li Zitao bent down and lifted the chair that fell on the ground to sit down, "Now, you are the boss."

Hearing Li Zitao's words, Paul Rica was stunned, "What are you doing?" The brain circuit seems to be a bit inadequate, why don't you try to connect to another channel?

"You will be the leader of the Chicago gang. I need an obedient godfather. Paul, are you the candidate?" Li Zitao looked up at him and asked.

"...Of course." Although he was a little pondering, Paul Rica still nodded.

Nonsense, even being a puppet godfather is more beautiful than being a subordinate. Besides, he may not always be a puppet. Paul Rica's heart has never been restless.

"Well, I want Chicago to restore a stable order, I want you to become underground police, pornography, gambling and drugs, except for the last one, I don't care about the other two,

But whoever dares to break the rules I set, I will let him experience for himself what despair is! "Li Zitao stepped on the floor with his right foot slightly, and the floor cracked a thin crack, which spread from the wall to the gate.

"Understood, BOSS." Paul bowed his head to express his surrender. The strength of this man is really terrifying.

"How much money can you spare now?" Franklin, this is the most important thing. For Li Zitao, there are too many places to spend money.

"It looks like I have $500,000 in my hand. Joe should have more than me. Capone trusts him more." Paul's expression was a little depressed.

Thinking of Capone losing everything he owned and now being trapped in prison, he couldn't help but feel sad for the former King of Chicago.

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and count all the accounts, I need to know where my money is." Li Zitao shamelessly treated the money as if it was in his own pocket.

"Old Huang." After Paul covered his face and led people down, Li Zitao called Huang Yifang to come to him and ordered him to do a few things.

For the registration of the Blue and White Chamber of Commerce and SHIELD, you need to confirm with Paul which industries are completely owned by you, and his company needs two suitable addresses.

The other is to find a professional statistician and accountant to clear all the financial affairs. He doesn't want to be fooled like a fool.

"Brother Dog, after Paul comes to power, all the people under him, except those who need to work, will be handed over to you and brought to S.H.I.E.L.D. for training, so that they are as obedient as sheep."

Li Zitao doesn't know what Paul thinks, but he certainly won't leave Chicago to Capone's subordinates and leave it to him to take over.

The inflated Paul is likely to dive, Li Zitao doesn't want to cause another trouble, so let him be a puppet obediently.

When you need to use manpower, hire professional security guards from S.H.I.E.L.D. See, it can generate mutual benefits without causing trouble, isn't it great?

What an asshole!

Two days later, when Paul gathered up the small bosses and territory left by the other three, Paul, who knew that he had become a polished commander, almost fainted in the toilet without crying.

After Li Zitao arranged one yellow and one black, and the two gunmen 'protected' his safety, Paul was completely numb.

"I'm so tired, I really want to retire."

What kind of mafia? What boss? What bike do you want? Can you do it all over again, I'm so tired, I really want to sleep! !

"William, how does it feel to be a star?" Li Zitao saw a rosy William Dever in a cafe next to Magnificent Mile.

The great hero of Chicago, the fighter who is willing to dedicate himself to the safety of citizens, is the one who found the murderer of the Valentine's Day massacre, so that the citizens can sleep peacefully.

It was he who found the key evidence about the close relationship between Capone and the Italian Mafia, allowing the court to make a notarized verdict on this evil executioner.

It is him who silently contributes to the citizens of Chicago, without asking for rewards or reputation, but only to fulfill the duties of a mayor, ah~ what a great...

"It's him, it's him, it's him, our hero little Nezha..." Li Zitao couldn't help but hum in his heart.

"Look at today's Chicago Tribune, you have become a political star that is more dazzling than the president." Li Zitao smiled, pointing at the newspaper on the table.

Who said that the white-skinned guy can't play with words, just look at the flattery on it, it makes him, a Chinese man, blush, he's really shameless.

People who don't know think that what he killed was not a gangster tumor, but that he overthrew the empire on which the sun never sets with the flick of a finger!