Chapter 12 (1/2)

At 8:00, the envelope appeared in the 22nd block on time. It was a slow-moving vehicle in the hands of a Chinese who came home from work.

When the envelope arrived, it was half an hour later.

”Well, that's a coincidence.” Looking at the name on the envelope, Li Zitao curled his lips.

”Monk, take your men with you and follow me.” What Li Zitao said was that he rushed out with him last night to defeat those shooters.

Even if you can't hold down the muzzle of a gun, you dare to rush out directly and face the vicious Mafia. Although it's a bit silly, it's commendable courage.

Li Zitao wants to focus on training six of them. He is also his future confidant, Wang Dagou, who is his only relative.

Without Wang Dagou's throwing, there would be no Li Zitao's now. Chrysanthemum crack is his only end.

It's too early to say these things now. I'd better wait until he can afford these things, and then consider this matter!

Now, he needs to get rid of the name on the envelope.

Li Zitao pedals hard when he is riding. The bicycle that rings all over the body, but the bell doesn't ring, belongs to Huang Yifang's family.

Following the monk and his five friends, the Chicago printer was tucked under his coat, and his pocket was full of magazine clips, which made them feel awkward when pedaling.

However, the police did not pay attention to the fact that they were walking along the path with detours. As for whether the target was on guard, he could not have guessed.

The Royal nightclub, I don't know why, you can't walk around the world without entertainment places with the prefix ”Royal”, Royal nightclub, crown bar Yeah, royal one?

”Maybe we can open one in the future, royal one, which is a good name!” Li Zitao had some thoughts of evil taste.

He parked his car in the street next to him, and Li Zitao stepped on the stone steps with the pattern of flowers, with a bright smile on his face, and walked towards the gate of the nightclub step by step.

”Sir, please...” The muzzle of the gun raised under the windbreaker made the waiter look up and shut up. He looked at the distance without looking at the people who passed by.

Two of them took over the gate spontaneously, and the other four followed Li Zitao into the nightclub. Just after entering the dance hall, baihuahua's fruit almost went blind.

One by one, gentlemen in suits and leather shoes, standing on the dance floor, enjoy the graceful dance freely. When they are excited, they put their hands on them and put them in front of their noses to smell them gently. Their hands are fragrant.

Wantonly walking on the dance floor, Li Zitao is looking for his target, the skilled professional killer.

The whole nightclub has three floors, the first floor is open dance floor and bar, the second floor is the box, the third floor is the guest room.

In addition to casually tossing the flesh and changing into a white man, everything is like a return to the ”disco” era. It seems quite interesting.

”Go relax and have a drink!” Patting the monk's shoulder, Li Zitao looked at the second floor and said with a light smile: ”don't drink too much.”

The monk nodded his head and took people to the bar. The bartender who was wiping the glass was still cold. He didn't know if the monk could communicate with each other.

”Hey, here's a yellow pig. Ha ha, look what I see? Yellow pigs mixed with white people... ” Just across the corridor, ready to go upstairs, the harsh taunt makes Li Zitao stop.

Leaning against the corridor, the drunkard, who was holding a dancer to gnaw, reached out and pointed at him. The dancer beside him was also catering to the banter.

”You are drunk, sir.” Calmly forward, reach out to hold each other's fingers, gently upward a break.

”Ah, my finger, son of a bitch, bichi, you broke my finger...” The drunkard shouts with his hands in his arms. The dancer next to him has his hands against the wall and closes his mouth in fear.

”No, I'm just telling you that you should learn to respect others, especially the noble yellow people.” Li Zitao turned around and patted him on the cheek and walked up the stairs.

Da, Da, Da

The sound of footsteps rings in his heart. Li Zitao's hand has been pressed on the python. His cold killing is intended to flow under his eyes, like a silent spring.

Li Zitao doesn't know McGuin, but he knows how to find each other.

”Hey, beauty, can you tell me a secret?” A 5-dollar piece of Franklin wedged into the towering twin peaks of the dancer, Li Zitao showed a charming smile.

”Of course, why don't we go there?” The dancer's eyes lit up, shaking the body pointed to the direction of the bathroom said.

He just turned the corridor and made sure that the sight outside was completely gone. Li Zitao hugged her into his arms.

”Oh, your stuff is up to me. It's really strong.” The dancer exclaimed, with a smile that let people know what happened.

”Is it? Maybe you should see it in person. ” The muzzle of the gun stuck in the waist is tilted upward. Through the pants, the dancer can feel its cold and killing intention.”You, what do you want?” Eyes flustered low head, the dancer asked in fear.