Chapter 1182: Be Cruel and Despise Yourself

When Albert Patterson was praying to the bronze eye, the newly recruited bodyguard was shot several times and fell to the ground.

The bodyguard left very cleanly, leaving Albert Patterson alone in a mess.

In fact, the bodyguard didn't want to work so hard, he just wanted to show a little bit, at least firing a shot was worth the salary, but he was shot to pieces.

The bodyguard didn't expect that the other party had two Chicago typewriters.

Albert Patterson participated in the war, but that was many years ago.

Besides, he was old and there were many enemies. For a while, he hid behind the car and had no choice but to repeat the spell.

"Shit, you must come, otherwise I'm finished..."

If Zhao Chuanxin comes, he will live. If he doesn't come, he will die.

At this time, a man picked up the bodyguard's gun: "Stop talking."

Zhao Chuanxin arrived as promised.

Albert Patterson was ecstatic.

Bang, bang, bang...

Zhao Chuanxin leaned forward and fired in an orderly manner.

One shot killed a kid.

Either hit the forehead or hit the heart.

Six people died in a row, including the player holding two Chicago typewriters.

Albert Patterson saw that Zhao Chuanxin did not dodge or avoid, and did not need cover, facing the rain of bullets.

At this moment, he relaxed a little and thought: Did Zhao Chuanxin face the army like this?

The remaining four people were confused: "Oh shit, what's going on?"

"Fuck, fuck, I don't know!"

They hid behind the car, and Zhao Chuanxin walked straight ahead, changing the magazine as he walked.

He didn't have time to change the cloth shoes in prison. The cloth shoes were very light and he walked silently.

After several people changed the magazines, they looked up and Zhao Chuanxin had appeared next to them.

It can only be said that these people are still not professional enough. Normally, they should cross fire to maintain vitality and continuous output.

Changing magazines together, the firepower paused.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned at them, and flames came out of the muzzle of the gun.

Bang, bang, bang...

These people immediately fell in a pool of blood.

Zhao Chuanxin put on his glasses and said to Xin Xingyue: "Based on the trajectory, simulate the battle scene. This gun must be handed over to the bodyguard."

Xin Xingyue gave the layout, and Zhao Chuanxin fired several shots at the car used as a cover to simulate the scene of fierce fighting.

Albert Patterson sneaked out and dared to come over after finding that there was no danger.

He saw Zhao Chuanxin wearing gloves to arrange the scene, and secretly sighed that Zhao Chuanxin was professional.

A gangster was shot in the heart and was not dead yet, staring at Zhao Chuanxin with bull eyes.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and slapped him: "What are you looking at?"

The other party spit out blood, tilted his head, and died.

Albert Patterson: "..."

After the arrangement, Zhao Chuanxin walked back, stuffed the pistol into the bodyguard's hand, and pressed it twice to print the fingerprints.

Albert Patterson laughed wildly and proudly: "I knew it, I knew it."

Who else is so awesome except Zhao Chuanxin?

The former god of war, the butcher of the Far East, is still as sharp as ever.

He felt proud of being favored by God.

Who would have thought that Zhao Chuanxin, who was so arrogant back then, would now be his bodyguard?

This is too dreamy.

Zhao Chuanxin sat next to Albert Patterson, still wearing prison clothes.

He lit a cigarette and said, "Albert, things have come to this point, and I won't beat around the bush with you. I have retired from the underworld and need a stable area to hide my identity. Not only do I want you to be a prosecutor, I also suggest that your son run for the Alabama state sheriff. I will help you get rid of the cancer in this state, and you will cover for me and let me make a little money, how about it?"

Albert Patterson also lit a cigarette, stretched out his hand and shook hands with Zhao Chuanxin: "Deal."

He was worried that Zhao Chuanxin had no desires.

If a god is unpredictable and disorderly, that is terrifying.

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the ash from his cigarette: "I have to go, I have to serve my sentence."

Albert Patterson asked: "Can you give my son a pendant?"

Zhao Chuanxin reached out to pick up the star plate, and then took out another pendant.

Albert Patterson was not surprised. He smiled with a cigarette in his mouth: "Can I do whatever I want?"

Zhao Chuanxin thought, it would be fun if you rebel in the territory of Damei.

He smiled: "Okay, I will prepare a batch of guns and cannons for you, you can lead people to fight to the White House."

"..." Albert Patterson was confused: "That's not what I meant. Why would I fight to the White House..."

If someone else said it, he would just treat it as a joke.

But when the words came out of Zhao Chuanxin's mouth, Albert Patterson felt quite frightened.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and patted his butt: "Let's go."

Albert Patterson was attacked by gangs, with a total of ten gunmen and two Chicago typewriters. This news was so shocking that it immediately made headlines in newspapers in various states.

His bodyguards were conscientious and risked their lives to protect him. One person fought ten people alone and eventually died with the enemy.

"I really don't know which talent market old Patterson found bodyguards. They are all very fierce."

"His last bodyguard, John, was very fierce, but unfortunately he went to prison. His bodyguards this time actually fought ten people against one person and died with the enemy. Old John is really a man blessed by God."

The police who handled the case were amazed.

After the newspaper was published, a Hollywood director threatened to make a movie about this incident.

In fact, there are many doubts about this gunfight.

Old Patterson's bodyguards killed ten people.

But the bullets on his body have pistol bombs and the bullets of the Chicago folder.

Police are puzzled. Normally, bodyguards should die first.

This is unreasonable.

But Albert Patson was the victim after all. He killed the bodyguard and the gangsters to end, and the police could not prove others.

Old Patson had no gunpowder residue on his hands.

At least the gangster must not kill him.

In private, John Patson asked: "Dad, unfortunately this bodyguard, he is better than Xin!"

Albert Patsonle: "He is far worse than a letter."

"Ah?" John Patson stunned: "He killed ten gangsters, isn't it great?"

Old Patson smiled and converged: "Children, people are blessed, the world is dangerous, maybe I gone someday. Looking back, you have time to go to prison to see the letter and have a good relationship with the letter. In addition, you wear this pendant. Okay.

John Patson did not know his father's intention.

But he was very clever and faintly felt that this incident was related to the letter John who served in prison.

But he still couldn't figure it out.

Old Patson didn't say anything about it.

Several casinos in Phoenix were stolen from time to time.

They used various methods and even sent people to stay next to the safe for 24 hours.

People will be stunned and then stolen.

I lose half of my money every time.

They also cost costs.

Various bribes, pay for men, water and electricity ...

They are very painful, but every time Zhao Chuan pays the money left, there is enough for them to run.

The boss of the Dicki West Gang Hotet Shepad roared: "I can't pass this day ..."

After so many people die, we must give a pension, to fight up and down, and recruit people ...

Nympho

At first, those gangs sent someone to assassinate Zhao Chuan's salary in prison.

Not only did they fail, but Zhao Chuan's salary developed forces in prison.

No one dares to assassinate him now.

When the prison playground was released, Zhao Chuan saved many people surrounded by people, with yellow people, Nige and white people.

There is a Chinese, who was imprisoned for misappropriation of public funds.

He is engaged in finance and real estate.

After entering the prison, he learned that there was a Chinese boss who immediately sought Zhao Chuan's salary asylum.

"Hello, boss, my name is Louis Pang Qi, help me, I will repay you."

"How do you repay?" Zhao Chuan's salary was not a living bodhisattva.

"I do financial and real estate, I have money, I can give you money." Louis Pang Qi turned his eyes slippery. "My sentence is short."

Zhao Chuan's salary came with interest: "Do you engage in finance and real estate? I have a sum of money, want to invest in financial real estate, and do a minority business, do you think it is feasible?"

Louis Pang Qi thought about shaking his head: "In Alabama, it is difficult, those white people will not let you do so."

Zhao Chuan's salary said deeply: "If, discrimination is not so serious, and Alabama's criminals are ropeed by the law, and the environment is settled, do you think it is feasible?"

"If that's the case, the financial and real estate of a small number of descent will be very promising." Louis Pang Qi nodded: "But it is difficult, at least it is difficult to be in Phoenix."

Phoenix is ​​too messy and is extremely unfriendly to a few descent, which has become a left problem.

Zhao Chuan's salary was calculated.

The next day, Louis Pang Qi was surrounded by a group of white strong men: "You fat, thin skin tender meat, I suggest you take the initiative to serve a few brothers, you can live easily in this prison."

Louis Pang Qi was frightened and shouted with a small tongue with a small tongue: "Boss, help me, someone should be polite to me."

Zhao Chuan's salary was wearing a vest, revealing his strong shoulders and arms.

He held the dog's tail grass and walked towards Louis Pang Qi.

He was together, Hula followed more than a dozen people.

The white boss's face stiffened: "Faith, let's not commit river water, I advise you not to take care of it. Although you are a severe stubble, our Aryan Gang is not easy to mess with it, you'd better weigh."

Zhao Chuan saved his mouth and fans.

Slap!

The white boss was fanned by a fan.

Zhao Chuanlai spit the dog's tail grass: "Farker squid! How many do you count, dare to threaten me?"

White boss was buzzed and perforated.

He was furious: "Do him!"

Louis Pang Qi was scared to hide in the corner.

He saw Zhao Chuan's salary raised a Tongtian cannon, and a white strong man was pulled up in place.

嚯 ...

Is this still human?

Put a punch hook, top the elbow.

Electric light firestone, three people couldn't afford to fall to the ground.

Zhao Chuan salary lightning out of lightning, two straight punch punch, one person was beaten out.

Strike the elbow and hit the elbow, sting, pour!

Zhao Chuan's salary turned over the five people, withdrew a step back, and waved his hand.

The people behind him rushed up and fought a group against Yalian.

Just as he promised to the prison guard: 5V5 will open in the future.

He did it.

Louis Pang Qi was dazzling.

According to the truth, even if there is a Chinese boss in prison, I am afraid that there are no cards, and they are the lowest boss.

As a result, he opened his eyes.

The illegitimate Yalian helped Zhao Chuan's crying dad who called her mother.

Seeing Zhao Chuan's salary didn't know where to take out a cigarette point, Louis Pang Qi was addicted to the smoke, and Baba stepped forward: "Boss, can you give me one?"

Zhao Chuan salary gave him a pack of cigarettes and matches: "You understand finance and real estate, work for me after being released from prison."

Louis Pang Qi hesitated: "Thanks to the big brother for helping me eliminate the disaster, but one yard is one yard.

"Can."

When the prison guards came to separate the two groups, Zhao Chuan was a miserable victory.

Although it won, the winning nose was swollen.

The prison guard asked: "Who provoked it?"

On the other side of Yalian, the boss pushed out a younger brother's top bag.

Looking at Zhao Chuan's salary, someone wanted to stand up, but Zhao Chuan salary was stopped.

He stepped forward and said with a faint: "I pick up."

The prison guards said coldly: "Turn off these two people!"

Zhao Chuan said that Yalian helped the boss: "During my detailed period, if you dare to move me, I will die on the day when I come out."

Yalian helped the boss with a gloomy face and didn't speak.

Louis Pang Qi saw that Zhao Chuan's face showed his admiration.

This boss, can fight, goes wrong with his men.

It is difficult to be embraced.

He didn't know that the salary of Zhao Chuan was a vacation.

Zhao Chuanlai went home again.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Gall Russell took dry rice to Moncore to participate in the exhibition, so no one at home.

It coincided with drizzle in the world.

When Jia Zhaodao returned home, he found that Zhao Chuan was sitting in the rain curtain by the lake, so he ran in a magazine, hid in the parasol to avoid the rain, and sat over a pony and sat next to Zhao Chuan's salary.

"Uncle, your technology is not good, fishing every day, you can't catch anything."

The fishing guy can be the Air Force, but does not accept ridicule.

Zhao Chuan's salary scolded: "You know a fart."

Jia Zhandao smiled: "Uncle, do you know the mystery of the world's unsolved?"

Zhao Chuan's salary didn't speak.

Jia Zhanda said, "I just have a good sip, and it is difficult to extricate the secrets of God. Just saying that this flying saucer, I think aliens must exist. Also, uncle, do you know Zhao Chuan's salary? "

Zhao Chuan salary: "Zhao Chuan salary? Haven't heard."

"Ah? Uncle, how can you not hear Zhao Chuan's salary? That's the light of our Chinese! He is thin and cloudy, martial arts can be overlurred, and even Guan Yun can't compare."

"Hehe." Zhao Chuan smiled disdain.

Jia Zhaodao is easy to go: "Uncle, what do you mean? Zhao Chuan salary is my idol. He is proficient in astronomical geographical and humanistic history, and he knows biology, and is proficient in painting, let alone his mysterious combat effectiveness. It is amazing that he also understands architecture. What is the concept?

Jia Zhendao said that Zhao Chuan's salary was chatter, and his mouth was hanging.

As if there is no one who knows Zhao Chuan's salary better than him.

"Ah ... TUI!" Zhao Chuan salary said: "I think Zhao Chuan's salary is just the same. He has been missing for many years, and he doesn't even care about his children."

"Uncle, I don't allow you to say my idol like this!"

"Ah ... tui!"

Once a person is ruthless and abandon himself.

The two did not speak for a while.

After all, Jia Zhandao was young, couldn't hold his breath, and couldn't help but open the magazine when he was born.

This is a hand -painted portrait. It is said that the painter reads the portrait of Zhao Chuan's salary based on the population.

In the painting, the man was full of face, big ears, and his nostrils facing the sky, and he was fierce.

"..." Zhao Chuan saved the insulation cup and drank tea: "You are really similar to the people in the painting."

"Yes, I also think I and Zhao Chuan is very similar."

"I am talking about you very similar to the people in the painting."

"No, Zhao Chuan and I are very similar."

"It's too much, you are all men."

"..."

The bait is gone, but the fish is not hooked.

Zhao Chuan put away the fishing rod, got up to the outside of the umbrella, and looked up at the sky with a black shadow.

He took out a stack of yellow paper and burned it at the intersection.

Jia Xuan Dao Danjie followed: "Uncle, you are also superstitious. I think the soul exists. You see, it is strange to burn the paper.

Zhao Chuanlai looked at Huoguang and said, "The old man brushes his loved ones and wiped the semi -disaster for you. I don't try to bless the deceased. I just worry that if there is a soul, don't let them get poor."

"Uncle, who is it today?"

"My Gao Zu and my friends."

In the evening, Gar Lausell and dried rice drove back.

It can be seen that Gal Russel is very happy.

Dry rice said, "Wang Wang Wang ..."

Zhao Chuan's salary showed a smile: "Selling painting? It's good."

Gal Lauser held Zhao Chuan's salary: "Uncle, people say that my paintings are spiritual."

"Generally speaking, there are no characteristic advantages, so it is exaggerated." Zhao Chuan said with a salary: "How much does your paintings sell?"

"..." Gall Russell pumped: "Money is not important, the important thing is recognition."

"Okay, that is, I didn't sell a few dollars."

"Uncle, why are you like this!"

Dry rice said, "Wang Wang Wang ..."

Zhao Chuanxin's smile disappeared: "Have you sent money to your family? When you care about people who are not worth caring about, you may bring yourself endless troubles."

His life experience of more than a hundred years has made him understand human nature.

Gail Russell didn't take it seriously and complained: "Damn it, don't say anything, okay?"

This kind of life passed quickly.

In a blink of an eye.

54 years.

Albert Patterson was successfully elected as the Attorney General of Alabama.

In September, Zhao Chuanxin was released from prison.

John Patterson, Stanley Ducarman and Louis Ponchi, who was released early from prison, came to pick him up.

Gail didn't come.

Going home for barbecue, fishing and sleeping every other day is just like going to work. What's there to pick up?

Zhao Chuanxin even took a New Year's holiday to go home and play with his grandchildren.

This year, Lubin Prefecture first held a beauty pageant. When the people in China heard about it, many women wearing hip skirts walked on the catwalk in public without shame, and were shocked.

Many passionate young people outside denounced the government, but it was useless. The government was autonomous and could not be controlled.

This year, Benjamin developed the polio vaccine - sugar beans.

It was almost the same as the United States.

The government donated the national vaccine, and the previous denunciations disappeared.

After Albert Patterson became the state attorney general, he stepped up efforts to crack down on various crimes.

The first person to be arrested was the notorious criminal circuit attorney Archie Ferrer.

Soon after, it was the previous attorney general Silas Garrett.

The previous attorney general was very tricky. After he learned that he was under investigation, he knew that Alabama had changed and he could not escape the law, so he sent himself to a mental hospital in Texas and escaped in this way.

Phoenix Deputy Sheriff Fuller was investigated, and the sheriff was scared to keep his tail between his legs.

A series of vigorous and strict investigations made Phoenix City nervous.

Gang fights were almost non-existent on the streets.

Zhao Chuanxin continued to work as a bodyguard, while Gail was in charge of the operations of several companies.

The initial capital was raised from several casinos, and the manager was Louis Ponchi.

Zhao Chuanxin was able to launder the money he had stolen from gang casinos for a long time.

The casinos in the open began to be banned.

So all gangs went underground.

In November, Albert Patterson was assassinated again.

Zhao Chuanxin injured six people and paralyzed one person with a kick.

Albert Patterson walked sideways in the state.

The gangs were trembling.

It was basically hopeless to assassinate Albert Patterson.

In 1955, John Patterson received donations from Louis Ponchi's business group and accumulated capital in the political arena.

The chairman of this business group was Gail Russell.

Zhao Lingjun took the lead in developing the domestic transistor computer.

1 Patterson began to prepare for the election, with great momentum.

Originally, he insisted on the separation of black and white, but implemented a strong crackdown on crime.

Now, he opposes the separation of black and white, and his attitude towards crime is still firm.

With Zhao Chuanxin as a backing, the Pattersons walked sideways.

This caused great dissatisfaction among the local 3-K-Klan.

The first time John Patterson was assassinated, the other side dispatched 3 people, and Zhao Chuanxin seriously injured one and slightly injured two.

The police station at this time was different from the original one.

Seeing the Pattersons like the rising sun, forcing the scoundrels to avoid their edge.

Someone went to Zhao Chuanxin's house to seek revenge, and then died without a body.

57 years.

Shandong, Jiaozhou.

This place used to be called Laoling Village, and later became Laoying Village. Later, after several name changes, the original meaning was decomposed and reorganized, and became fragmented.

There was an official buried here in the Qing Dynasty. The official had a very good reputation and was said to be very honest.

Sometimes people dug up the tomb of this official. There were many tomb robbers in those days, and with the unique social environment, no one cared about tomb digging and robbing. When the people dug it up, they saw that it was empty.

A mile away, there must be another empty tomb.

Such suspicious tombs are scattered everywhere.

So this honest official who had no money had many suspicious tombs after his death. Every time a suspicious tomb was unearthed, the people would smile playfully.

But the children didn't understand.

A group of children found a "suspicious tomb" and went in to see.

Wow...

There was a coffin in this suspicious tomb, and there was a dead person in the coffin.

They didn't know that it was no longer a suspicious tomb when there was a dead person.

"It's a suspicious tomb, it's a suspicious tomb."

"Pull it out and have a look."

"What's the smell, it's really bad."

It's not just a pure stench, there's also a smell of medicine.

The corpse was exposed under the blue sky, and a large group of children surrounded the coffin and looked curiously.

"This is an official, he is still wearing his official uniform..."

"What is this? It's a seal."

"What a piece of junk, I lost it..."

"There is a bead in his mouth, take it out and have a look."

After the bead was taken out, it broke and a gas was discharged from the body.

"Cough cough..."

"It's choking to death!"

The corpse that was originally lifelike was visibly shrunken and rotten.

The crowd was a little scared at this time, and they ran away without caring about the corpse.

"Wait for me, wait for me, big brother and second brother, wait for me..."

A little girl, wearing a patched jacket that was a circle larger than her, with two small tufts of hair, cried in fear.

She was small, with short legs and couldn't run fast. Her arms were swinging outwards, and her sleeves were extended like a costume. Her movements looked like a running goose.

At this moment, she was picked up by someone, and then she flew into the air, and unexpectedly ran ahead of the group of children.

The little girl looked back and saw that the man holding her and running was a bearded man, tall and strong, with his hair neatly combed back.