Chapter 7 Transforming Dog Eggs

bang bang bang...

The sound of gunfire instantly suppressed the sound of music, and the moment Frank pointed the gun at him, it came from his long-standing instinct for danger, so he pulled the woman beside him to block him.

Seeing that the two dancers fell in a pool of blood, the other women ran around in a panic, blocking Frank in front of him, making him unable to aim at all. Li Zitao turned around and pulled the trigger at the two bodyguards.

It all happened too fast. The two bodyguards just took out the hidden Chicago typewriter from under their clothes, and there were a few more holes in their foreheads.

Looking at the Chicago typewriter next to him, Li Zitao threw away the empty pistol and rolled forward. When he stood up, the two machine guns were already in his hands.

This series of actions took no more than 5 seconds from the beginning to the end, and it was only now that Frank’s men in the bar responded, shouting ‘Get down, get down. ’

The machine gun sounded, the ceiling was slapped and turned, sawdust flying around, the dancing girls who were still running around just now hugged their heads and lay down, and Li Zitao also squatted on the ground.

boom!

Her head sank, and the alcohol slid in front of her with glass shards. A dancer looked at Li Zitao's eyes, and her aggressiveness like a beast made her scream and sit on the ground.

Da da da--

The bullets rained, sawdust flying all over the place, and a dozen or so scoundrels held up their machine guns and pressed towards Li Zitao's position step by step.

Rolling to the right and hiding behind the wooden pillar, Li Zitao watched as the dancer who just tried to blow his head with a bottle of wine was caught in the sieve.

The bullets flew around, and the sofa became a hornet's nest under the rain of bullets, but all the guns accurately avoided the two dancing girls who were leaning on the sofa and couldn't rest, and Frank who was pressed behind by them. .

It's just that they forgot that the wooden pillar that Li Zitao was hiding was facing Frank. He felt guilty for killing the innocent dancer, but he didn't feel any guilt for killing the dead dancer.

Da da da……

Holding up the Chicago typewriter, Li Zitao pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the bullets shot at the two dancers who were desperate for money.

The bodies of the two were beating under the fire, and Li Zitao could clearly hear the sound of the bullet penetrating the body, tearing the leather bag wrapped around the sofa, and penetrating the cotton inlaid into the wood.

"Ah~ bastard, I'm going to kill you, kill you..." Seeing the two dancers being shot into a sieve, the little scoundrels present went crazy.

Da da da……

The bullets flew around, Li Zitao could only shrink his body and stick to the wooden post, hoping that it could resist for a while, and it was best to use up their bullets.

puff~

His abdomen was hot, and a sense of powerlessness hit his heart. Li Zitao looked at the blood-stained T-shirt, and his first reaction turned out to be 'Lao Tzu's new clothes. ’

"Come out... Come out, I promise, all your family members, friends, and anyone familiar with you will die tragically in front of you. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will catch them back and come out..."

The other party shouted exhaustively. Suddenly, after a short gunshot, the door of the bar was kicked open, and Wang Dagou's voice entered his ears: "Charlie."

Hearing his cry, Li Zitao gritted his teeth, his muscles tensed instantly, propped up his body, turned over to support the ground with his hands, and rushed out like a cheetah.

The first thing that catches the eye is that all the dozen people turned around and frantically pulled the trigger in the direction of the gate. The gunshots were loud, and the unique 'click-da-da' sound of Chicago typewriters seemed to be flying and jumping on the typewriter. Beautiful text.

Li Zitao clenched his right fist and used all his strength to punch the man in front of him on the lumbar spine. With a crackling sound, his body fell limply to the ground like noodles.

With a kick of his feet, Li Zitao jumped up directly. He was almost 2 meters high when he jumped, and he could reach the ceiling with his hands, and his legs flew towards the heads of the two people in front of him.

Just after turning half a head, the big feet stained with mud and blood kicked them on their heads fiercely. When the eyes darkened, the two of them passed out just like that.

With his hands on the ground, Li Zitao suddenly kicked his right leg, rushing towards the nearest man as fast as a gust of wind. The moment the opponent raised the muzzle, he leaned back and stepped on his knee with his right foot. .

"Ah~" With the first scream, Li Zitao was like a tiger that broke into the flock, and cleaned up the remaining 5 people.

It wasn't until he knocked out the bastard who kept wailing after his broken leg with a kick, that Li Zitao sat on the ground with blood on his thighs and pants.

"Goudan, have you been shot?" Seeing the blood on Li Zitao's body, Wang Dagou couldn't remember his new name, so he called him by his original name, Goudan.

"Don't move, let me see." Seeing Li Zitao pressing his hand on the wound and trying to stand up, Wang Dagou hurriedly pressed him down and said.

"Am I going to die?" After seeing Wang Dagou taking off his clothes, he stared at the wound for a long time without saying a word, and Li Zitao couldn't help but feel dark.

"See for yourself!" Wang Dagou put down the corner of his clothes and stood up.

"Just tell me if it's not good, I'm going to die, I can't let me die, it hurts, hurry up... What's the matter with the mother?" He took off his clothes and looked down, and saw that the wound on his abdomen was like a small mouth. It kept squirming, and as the fibers around the wound kept squirming, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I also want to know what's going on, Dog Dan, have you been transformed by aliens?" Wang Dagou asked worriedly when he thought of what Jack Chen once said about aliens, UFOs.

"Remodeling a dog! I haven't even been out of a factory, how do I remodel?" Li Zitao looked at him and said irritably.

"You're called Goudan! So you've been transformed, right?" Wang Dagou muttered, "It doesn't matter if it's been transformed, before, my body was too weak and my temper was dull. Sooner or later, I would starve to death or be bullied. Death, this is fine now, maybe..."

Mumbling blah blah blah, Li Zitao stood up with a dark face, raised his foot to kick, Wang Dagou jumped quickly, looked at him with a smirk and scratched his head.

"Stop making trouble, hurry up and leave, the police should arrive later." Such a big movement will definitely alarm the police.

Looking at the dancing girls who were holding their heads and hiding far away, Li Zitao thought to himself, 'Fortunately, the lights here are rather dim, otherwise, if they saw the scene just now, they would have to kill them. ’

After being hit by a bullet, in less than 10 minutes, the wound actually healed automatically. Once this strange phenomenon is known, Li Zitao can imagine his own destiny.

Apart from being sliced ​​and studied, he has no other way to go, and what he needs to deal with is the entire federal government.

No matter how arrogant he is, Li Zitao doesn't think he can fight against a country. He is not a superman who wears underwear.

After leaving the bar, Li Zitao turned into an alley, took off each other's clothes from the two big men who had been knocked unconscious by him, changed his blood-stained T-shirt, wrapped it up and stuffed it into his arms, and just took it with him. Wang Dagou walked to the hotel from another road.

When he came, he had already written down the direction. As long as he thought about it, the route appeared in his mind. Li Zitao found more and more clearly that his body was no longer ordinary.

"Could this be my golden finger?" Li Zitao thought excitedly when he thought of the tools necessary for a time-travel boss.

The next day, the whole city of Chicago became agitated, walking in the streets and alleys, you could hear the riots that took place at the Maroon Bar last night.

Capone's most valuable deputy, Frank Niedi, who held the financial power of the Italian Mafia in Chicago, was killed in his own territory.

I heard that when the corpse was taken out, the original appearance was completely lost, and there were more than 100 bullet holes all over the body.

At the same time, the Italian Mafia was dispatched in full force, and all the rogues who remained in the city of Chicago moved, trying their best to find suspicious targets.

I have to say that the other party has a lot of influence in the city of Chicago. In less than an hour, the driver who took Li Zitao and Wang Dagou to the bar yesterday was brought to Paul Rica.

"Tell me, who is it?" Paul Rica was smoking a cigar, his face covered with smoke, his bright green eyes, like a bloodthirsty lone wolf.

"Yes, it's two yellow-skinned monkeys. They said they were from the boss of Frank. I, I don't know, I didn't know it would be like this..." The driver said with trembling all over.

"Take him down and draw their appearance." Paul Rica said indifferently.

Half an hour later, the driver was brought back again. Along with him, there were two portrait paintings. Those abstract facial features were definitely the pinnacle of soul painters.

"Is it them?" said Paul Rica, pointing to the portrait.

"Yes, it's them." The driver said a little scared.

"Take it down and sink into the river." Paul Rica waved coldly.

"No, Boss Rika, I beg you to walk around me, it's not my fault, it's not..." The driver's whimper gradually faded away, and the room regained its calm.

"Find them, and I'll chop them up myself and feed them to my beloved hound." Taking a deep puff on the cigar, the scarlet sparks grew brighter and brighter, as if heralding the coming storm.

City Hall, in the Mayor's Office.

Li Zitao and Wang Dagou sat safely in front of William Deve, ignoring the bitterness on his face.

"Lee, you can't stay here, it's not good for us!" William Dever looked at him and said again.

"But I have nowhere to go, you know how huge Capone's forces are here, as long as I get out of here, countless people on the street will recognize me,

When the time comes, I will be taken away by the other party and tortured. I will slip up and mention your name William. Trust my friend, that will not benefit any of us. "

Li Zitao said these threatening words with a smile, making William Dever's face even gloomier.

If it weren't for the fact that last night's events were too strange, and the fearlessness of the other party's performance made him fearful, William Dever would now slap the table and tell them to get out.