Chapter 137

"That Chinese is very dangerous. The defeat of Capone group, the Mafia Committee, Luciano, including the disappearance of father Johnny, I believe all these things have something to do with him."

"Don't provoke him easily until there is sufficient evidence." That's the advice given to Purvis by the Secretary of state in Washington.

"Boss, why give them to the police?" This is the first time that Lao Huang has questioned his decision.

In his opinion, the so-called verdict is not painful at all. As long as one sincerely admits his mistake and adds an objective compensation, it can be easily erased.

Besides, they have no direct evidence to prove that this was done by the other party.

"Don't worry, Lao Huang. You have to believe that my inner anger is no less than yours." Li Zitao smiles mysteriously and sits quietly by the bed.

Looking at Eric, who is still in a coma, Li Zitao's smiling face burst out a terrible cold light.

The next day, the FBI stopped the other family on the train to Florida.

In the afternoon of the same day, Li Zitao met the Thomas family who were "protected" in the Chicago branch of the FBI.

Yes, the so-called imprisonment is regarded as necessary protection from the perspective of Li Zitao and povis.

As long as he dares to walk out of here, Li Zitao is not sure what he will do.

"Mr. Thomas, what makes you so cruel to a child under the age of seven?" Li Zitao asked with a smile in his voice.

With a big belly, a top hat and a crutch in his hand, Thomas, an old gentleman of Y, said calmly, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Believe me, you will soon understand." On the corner of his mouth, Li Zitao's eyes turned to the little Thomas hiding in his mother's arms.

"Welcome back, little Mr. Thomas." Li Zitao took off his hat and leaned over and slowly withdrew from the room.

"Li, you can't mess around." Purvis was standing outside the door. At this time, there was no sound insulation environment like that in his previous life. What Li Zitao said just now was clear to him.

"I just welcome him, isn't that guilty?" Li Zitao squeezed out a smirk and walked out to the door.

Now that the man has seen it, there is nothing to do with him.

"Papo, keep an eye on them 24 hours a day to make sure they're safe. Can you do that?" After Li Zitao left, povis called an old detective and said.

Papo, who has worked for the Bureau of investigation for 18 years, is an experienced, loyal and reliable old man, and povis thinks he is trustworthy.

"Of course." Papo nodded his head meticulously.

"Well, it's up to you, man. I've got to find out quickly, or we'll have to babysitter all the time."

Povis slapped him on the shoulder, laughed, and left with a gun and a round cap.

Shortly after povis left, Papo dialed a number: "a taco for three, please Yes

After hanging up the phone, pabola sat in a chair outside the interrogation room, looking down at the floor, wondering what he was thinking.

Shortly after, a bellman arrived with his hat brim pressed. Papo took the bag without any communication, and the other party turned around and left without receiving any money.

After leaving the branch gate, the waiter scanned the left and right with vigilance, and found that no one was paying attention to himself. Only then did he turn into the lane on the right.

A black Buick was parked in the lane when the waiter pulled the door and ran in.

"Are you done?" In the back seat, there was smoke, and a familiar voice sounded. When the smoke dissipated slightly, Paul's face was revealed.

Compared with him a few months ago, Paul now looks a little fat, at least his face is round.

There are a lot of beautiful knives coming in every day, and there are no troubles for his subordinates. The boss behind him never gives directions to himself. There are endless parties every day.

This kind of fairy day makes Paul question his life.

What have you ever done? It's stupid!

"It's done. Tortillas for three people. The dose is just right. Haha..." The waiter rubbed his hands with a smile.

I haven't done this for a long time. He thought he was born!

"Boss, Papo left." The door suddenly opened and a small man rushed into the car with the latest news.

Ever since he tasted the benefits of QD, Paul has forbidden anyone to call him Godfather again, but let them call themselves boss.

Making money, only making money is true.

Godfather, mafia, shit!

Capone is the godfather, Luciano is the godfather, and many people are also called Godfather. Look at them and yourself.

"Well, idiots are Godfathers." Paul make complaints about it.

The only thing that bothered him was that he couldn't touch every cent of the money.

God, this is a nightmare!"Well, it's time to leave." With a puff of smoke, Paul put the cigar out roughly in the box.

When Purvis returned to the division again, the news was that Thomas's family had been hospitalized for food poisoning.

And his most trusted agent, Papo, disappeared two hours ago.

Bang!

One punch hit the table, and Purvis was filled with anger and sadness. "Why, why do people like Pablo become their running dogs?"

If Purvis was on the departing cruise, Papo would have told him, "I just want my family to live a stable and prosperous life."

A check of $200000, a promise to ensure his safe departure from the country, was enough to throw away the loyalty and glory.

At this time, the FBI was not the huge institution of later generations. Now it is just a seedling, which is exactly the foundation of Pablo's daring to do so.

District 22, Li Zitao and others sitting in front of the hospital bed sent a letter.

"Done!" The simple two words represent the result he wants.

No one can ignore the rules. Li Zitao is very sure of this. At least Thomas

Far from qualified!

The dose of the food was not enough to kill them, but what kind of sequelae it would cause to Mr. Thomas, the gentleman, was beyond God's imagination.

"I hope you will live strong, Amen!" Li Zitao drew a cross on his chest, but his heart was full of killing intention.

If Eric doesn't make it, he doesn't mind being a dark knight.

"Moved, Charlie, he moved." Norma's cry of surprise wakes him up. Looking up, Eric's hand is moving slowly, as if trying to grab something.

"Andy." Li Zitao called out to the outside of the house.

Dong, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, "coming, coming..."

Andy, who had been sleeping for two days, rushed in with blood in his eyes, but he still carefully observed Eric's reaction.

"It seems that the most worrying thing did not happen, just don't know if his memory has been affected."

Eric's eyelids are shaking and trying to open. Andy's face is smiling.

"Er..." With a hum, Eric finally opened his eyes.

"Eric, can you hear me?" Asked Andy, lying in front of him.

"Well," he said in a hoarse voice, and Eric swallowed his saliva with great effort, and then he remembered what had happened.

After school, he was about to go to the station to wait for the tram. When he was walking on the road, he suddenly suffered a huge brain injury and was unconscious in the dark.

"Hiss, it hurts..." After sipping a sip of water, Eric's voice was no longer the metal tearing feeling.

"It was my fault. I should send someone to follow you after that day." Li Zitao regretted his indulgence.

But from the heart, he really didn't expect that someone would give such a heavy hand to a child under 7 years old because of such trivial things.

"Well, what about that idiot?" Eric turned his head and asked.

"In the hospital, I heard that he ate bad stomach, food poisoning is being rescued." Li said with ease.

“…… That's great. " I thought Eric would be uncomfortable with this, but I didn't think he was excited.

That kind of excitement from the heart through the eyes is not just a simple expression. This little guy will not have a serious tendency of violence!

"Stop, these things are not what you should care about. Take good care of yourself." After Andy's examination, it is determined that Eric is OK. As long as he has a good rest, Li Zitao finally leaves the ward.

"Where's Yanyan?" The first thing to do after going out is to find Huang Yanyan.

After Eric's accident, Yan Yan often came to see him, but Li Zitao was not in the mood to say anything else.

Now that Eric is safe, it's also time to put the school on the agenda.

Molly is already on her return ship and is expected to arrive in New York Harbor tomorrow afternoon, and the flight has been arranged for her.

"Here, uncle." Under the shade of the tree, the lying swallow waved and said weakly.

Since what happened to Eric, all the students in District 22 have been suspended from school.

"Molly will be back tomorrow night. I'll talk to Mr. Dewey again and try to get Gold Coast College to start teaching at the end of the month."

"Really?" Yan Yan suddenly became energetic. She sat up and looked at him and said, "I'll go to my father now and let him go with me to buy the school bus.

there are some necessary arrangements. No, I need to go to the school in person."

Yan Yan murmured as she walked. She planned to go to the "mansion" first to make sure what things needed to be prepared.

Li Zitao was also not idle. First, he went to Zhida in person. After meeting Dewey, he explained Eric's experience in detail.

"God, this is so terrible that even the damned barbarian tribe knows how to protect young children, this scum..." Dewey gnawed his teeth in anger."So, Mr. Dewey, I want gold coast school to start teaching ahead of time. In order to compensate for the teachers' hard work, I am willing to offer double pay."

It's easy to bring the old with the new, but if you bring the new one who has just entered the society, and directly enters the working state, the workload is not small.

"No problem. I'll do their work myself." Hearing Li Zitao's forthright reward, Dewey also promised to come down.

Dewey college is not his talk, but with double pay, he believes no one can resist the temptation.

"Dewey has just delivered a speech at the opening ceremony of the new Golden Coast school. Thank you very much for your attendance at the opening ceremony of the new Golden Coast school

"Great name." Dewey's smile is more than a few points, for brush reputation, he is serious.

After the matter was settled, Dewey still needed to make a lot of preparations for the opening of the college, and Li Zitao did not disturb his choice to leave.

Back at shendun club, Li Zitao stood in front of the detailed map of Chicago, carefully thinking about the final address of Dewey college.

The current Gold Coast College is not his goal. The 12-year Ivy League, a huge and magnificent college, is in line with this positioning.

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