"It feels like American society has been torn apart." Zhou Qingfeng muttered to himself as he looked at a few photos in his hand.
After killing the nigger, Zhou Qingfeng threw his body on the roadside and then searched for the Dodge sports car. This was a typical high-horsepower muscle car with an older style, but it was very well maintained.
After modification, judging from the various bits and pieces, the owner of the car must be rich and definitely not a sloppy nigger.
Damn it, this car is stolen.
From the glove box in the car, we found several family photos of the real owner, including luxurious houses, picturesque gardens, modern schools, libraries, and shopping malls. These photos are very different from the West Side of Chicago where Zhou Qingfeng currently lives.
Don't.
What is there in the West District? Dilapidated streets, dilapidated buildings, old public facilities, and hordes of niggas. Zhou Qingfeng looked through the car window at the 'Happy Monkey' bar across the street and said puzzledly:
"I really don't understand why that girl Helena is here?"
The 'Aurora Corps' has tried its best to collect information before the catastrophe, but there is no way to have detailed information on an ordinary female FBI agent more than ten years ago. It is a great luck to find out that Helena stayed in Chicago.
, otherwise Zhou Qingfeng would be even more blind.
After getting out of the car and putting on his pullover hat, Zhou Qingfeng lowered his head and took a detour towards the back door of the 'Happy Monkey'. But it was obvious that someone was guarding the alley at the back door.
"Hey, stop! Who are you?" The back door of a bar is often a natural place for secret transactions. This place is absolutely exclusive. The guard held a shotgun in his hand and sneered after seeing the Asian face under Zhou Qingfeng's hat.
Said: "Yellow-skinned monkey, get away from me, otherwise I will let you take bullets immediately."
There were two guards. One was holding a gun, and the other was laughing. Neither of them had a good attitude. Zhou Qingfeng did not leave. Instead, he took out five "Franklins" from his pocket and said, "I just want to ask a few questions."
Five hundred dollars is already a huge amount of money for many low-income citizens in the United States. The guard holding the gun did not move his hands and just looked at his companions. The other guard took a few steps forward with a sullen face and swung
He took the dollars away, but pushed Zhou Qingfeng backhand.
"Go away and disappear immediately. Asians are not welcome here. There is no one here who can answer your questions." The two guards obviously had no intention of communicating with Zhou Qingfeng properly.
"Actually, I didn't plan to pay." Seeing the other party take the money away, Zhou Qingfeng immediately took the money back with lightning speed. The guard who stepped forward did not move at all when he pushed him, but was pushed to the holding position by his palm.
Gun in front of the guard.
"Damn it, boy, you're looking for death." The muzzle of the gun was blocked by his companions, and the guard holding the gun shouted immediately, and he followed suit. But there was a person separated by Zhou Qingfeng's hand stretched out like a ghost,
He grabbed the barrel of the gun and snatched it away.
The force used to seize the gun was too great, and the fingers of the guard holding the gun were in severe pain from the sudden swing. By the time the two guards reacted, the muzzle of the gun had been turned and aimed at themselves.
"Is there someone willing to answer the question now?" Zhou Qingfeng laughed mockingly. However, the two white guards on the opposite side had no idea what was going on - how could he be pointed at gunpoint in the blink of an eye?
"Boy, this is Boss Chris' territory. If you want to cause trouble, you've come to the wrong place." One of the guards cursed with a fierce look. But with a heavy blow, Zhou Qingfeng turned the butt of his gun and gave him a good blow.
The cruelty of this attack was definitely enough to frighten any resistance. The beaten guard screamed and fell to the ground. His face was swollen, and it looked like his jaw had been dislocated, and his tongue was hanging out and he was unable to speak.
The other guard could only raise his hands and said honestly: "You win, if you have any questions, just ask."
"Do you know this woman?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, holding a gun in one hand and taking out a photo from his arms. The photo showed a solemn woman in formal clothes, with cold eyes and an expressionless face. The most peculiar thing is that the woman is wearing a pierced hair.
Hair, wearing a black uniform and holding an assault rifle. There are three big letters on the left chest of the uniform - FBI.
The guard's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he shouted in surprise: "This is Natasha. Damn it, this bitch is the FBI? No wonder she always likes to chat with us, and always asks questions about things that have nothing to do with her.
thing."
Who do gangsters in the United States hate the most? Probably the IRS. Many gangsters are not afraid of the police, but they have a huge headache with tax collectors.
Hahaha... Just kidding, in fact, the FBI should be the most hated by gangs. Compared with the police, who have limited powers and responsibilities and only care about their own affairs, the FBI is much more proactive in combating crime. In China, the police can enforce laws across provinces.
, the only one who arrests people across state lines in the United States is the FBI.
Because the FBI is so annoying, the guard became extremely excited after seeing the photo. Zhou Qingfeng continued to ask: "Where is Natasha?"
A photo made the guard think that Zhou Qingfeng might be the same kind, and his attitude improved significantly, "That bitch has been here for almost half a year. She happens to have a performance today. You can find her in the bar. I will report to Boss Chris right away.
, this woman must be eliminated, she knows too much."
Bang..., there was another heavy blow with the butt of the gun, this time it didn't hit the chin, but the Adam's apple. The guard who was still shouting for a report clutched his throat and fell down with his eyes wide open like a goldfish.
The other guard who was originally lying on the ground was covering his mouth and trying to catch his breath. Now he saw how ruthless Zhou Qingfeng was. He immediately kicked his feet back in fear and made a whooshing sound from his mouth, but he couldn't shout.
.
Zhou Qingfeng stepped on his throat and took his life. "Don't be angry, things are so unpredictable."
Zhou Qingfeng found two cell phones, an iron finger cot, and some No. 12 shotgun shells from the guard. He covered the shotgun with his loose clothes, opened the back door of the bar and walked in.
The back door is connected to the kitchen of the bar, and some cooks are busy. No one paid attention to Zhou Qingfeng who came in wearing a hood, which allowed him to walk to the dance floor of the bar smoothly. The approximately 300 square meters bar dance floor was crowded with more than 500 people.
The young people were dancing wildly, and the loud music could deafen their ears.
Zhou Qingfeng walked along the wall of the bar, and in the dark environment, only the steel pole stage in the center of the dance floor had lights, and a half-naked dancer was holding on to the pole and twisting her body hard.
The whole place was buzzing with excitement, but everyone's eyes were focused on the back of the pole stage, where stood a hot girl wearing only underwear and high heels.
Helena Kelvin, who is twenty-seven years old this year, is really cool and sexy. The strapless bra exposes a large area of skin, and the plump breasts are definitely above the D cup. The bright skin is smeared with essential oil and shines under the light.
Healthy wheaten glow.
The two slender thighs are straight and well-proportioned. The T-shaped crotch only covers the vital points as wide as a finger, but exposes the round curve of the buttocks to the air. The woman is standing slightly tilted, holding a cigarette between her fingers and swallowing it.
Yun Tuwu, her expressionless face caused all the men in the audience to shout her name.