American Legendary Life

"Did it all be resolved?" Krieger raised the glass and admired the crystallized liquid in the glass through the light. It looked as beautiful as melted crystal.

From the moment he came, the fate of others was already doomed.

As Krieger said, this matter requires an explanation, and these dirty bugs are the explanation.

To be honest, he is not nervous about Li Zitao, a yellow-skinned Chinese, even if he knows who can do it.

The current performance is just to fight for more benefits.

As long as the people behind him give up some profits, he can obediently put away his fangs and become a captive lion again.

"Yes, it's all solved." The strange voice sounded.

Li Zitao sat beside him, and the smile on Krieger's face instantly stiffened.

Why is he here, isn't he in Los Angeles?

"Strange why am I coming?" Li Zitao put his golden python revolver on the table and looked at him with a smile on his face: "Of course I came to see you, Krieger."

"Hehe..." With a dry smile, Krieger put down the glass and swept the pistol on the table with his eyes: "Is there any misunderstanding, Charlie?"

"Well, I think so." Li Zitao turned to the bar, picked up an empty glass and sat back, poured a glass of wine for himself and smiled, "Why don't you pick it up?"

"What?" Krieger didn't seem to understand what he was talking about.

After drinking a sip of wine, Li Zitao curiously said: "It seems that you are a smart man, but why do stupid things?"

"I said Charlie, this is a misunderstanding... what happened to my men?" Krieger's heart was tense when he found his hand on the stock.

"Of course it's dead." Li Zitao said with a smile, but Li Zitao's eyes did not fluctuate at all, so calm and scary.

"I want to take back what I just said, Claire... You are not as smart as I thought." Li Zitao pointed the muzzle at his temple.

"Charlie Lee, do you know what you are doing?" Claire grabbed the glass nervously and said sharply, "I'm a federal general, Army staff, Bum..."

The smell of the mixture of gunpowder and blood was a bit pungent, and the weight of the body next to him fell to the ground. The expression of panic and anger was still on his face before he died.

Perhaps he forgot that even the male lion in captivity is still a male lion. Putting up his fangs and claws does not mean that his wildness has disappeared, but it is quietly hidden by it.

"What about that?" A glance at Krieger's eyes, Li Zitao put the golden python in his hand on the table and reached out to pick up the wine glass and taste it.

"BOSS, it's all done." Danny walked over and glanced at the dead body on the ground.

"Well, where is the plane?" Li Zitao asked casually.

"There are 2 hours to land." Danny said.

"What about other goals?"

"If it goes well, now it has begun to retreat." Looking at the watch, Danny said lightly.

"Hoo..." Suffocating, Li Zitao took out the handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the cup in his hand seriously.

After doing this, Li Zitao stood up from his seat, and Danny took several bottles of spirits from the bar and smashed them on the floor.

When Li Zitao walked out of the club, Danny dropped the lighter in his hand.

"Let's go to the airport." Li Zitao took the man to the woods beside the road after seeing the blazing room behind him.

...

At the same time, Junius Morgan, who was negotiating and cooperating in London, stepped out of the building and suddenly felt a little irritated watching the crowded streets.

"I want to go." He said to the driver, and Junius walked forward. The driver had no choice but to drive behind him.

At this time, two young homeless people ran over, looking like fifteen or sixteen years old, bowed to him with a pleased face and said, "Sir, can you give some money for lunch?"

"Okay." Junius smiled and reached for his wallet.

Suddenly, two tramps rushed into his arms, and the sharp blade pierced the abdomen, causing Junius's face to flush suddenly.

Puff puff--

The two of them supported his body from left to right, and after a quick stabbing a few knives, he turned his head and rushed to the alley beside him.

When the driver noticed an abnormal rush, Junius fell to the ground and twitched slowly.

...

New York, Ferdinand Cafe.

Two well-dressed men sat at the window and looked at the newspaper, enjoying a good afternoon.

In the position around them, a group of fierce and fierce strong men sat, making everyone look away in fear.

I don't know when, suddenly two more men in trench coats appeared outside the window, as if standing there curiously.

Shaking the newspaper in their hands, the two looked out curiously, with a little threat and smile in their eyes, trying to see what the two guys were doing.

It was just not begging or fear that greeted them, but the double-barreled shotgun that came out under the windbreaker.

Boom...

Public bath.

A man was lying next to the pool enjoying a massage, and something abruptly pressed against his head.

boom!

Cracked porcelain flew everywhere, and a hole appeared in the center of the chubby face.

...

Curtis Research and Development Division, Ohio.

Harlan Curtis was having a meeting on the second floor, and a scream suddenly sounded downstairs.

"What happened?" Curtis frowned and came to the window to lift the lily curtain and look down.

Six F931s were parked on the street~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The front of the car went straight to the building, and the dark muzzle on the roof showed him a look of death, "He is here."

Suddenly...

Rock debris flew, and the entire second floor seemed to be raged by the storm. When six cars left, the entire conference room had become a real hell.

...

...

Washington, White House.

"Mr. President, we are in big trouble." The door of the office was suddenly pushed open. Looking at the chief of staff who walked, Roosevelt felt a little nervous.

"What is it?" After taking the file, Roosevelt just swept to the first line, his eyes narrowed suddenly.

Three shootings occurred in New York. Two mafia leaders and a wealthy businessman died on the spot, and their faces were smashed by a 25-caliber shotgun.

Junius Morgan in London, the successor of Little Morgan, was stabbed with nineteen knives on the street by a homeless man. His life and death are unclear. He is currently being rescued at the Royal Hospital.

Curtis's president, Harlan Curtis, was shot dead while attending a meeting in Ohio. The other party used Browning heavy machine guns, which were like slaughterhouses crushed by a meat grinder.

"Where is Charlie Lee?" Roosevelt asked, his eyes sullen and his teeth clenched.

"Three hours ago, his plane landed at Turlock," the chief of staff said.

"So when these things happen, he must be in the sky." Roosevelt looked at his chief of staff with a sneer.

"We are trying our best to collect clues," the chief of staff said with his head down.

jingle.

The phone outside rang and the secretary pushed in and whispered: "Mr. President, Mr. Jack Morgan is online, he wants to talk to you personally."

Bang, keeping the data on the table, Roosevelt said tiredly back, "Now the trouble is coming, damn... don't they know how to stop?"