Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 669: The top card of the bar
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"It feels that American society has been torn apart." Zhou Qingfeng mumbled through the photos in his hand.
After killing the nigga, Zhou Qingfeng threw his body to the side of the road, and then searched this 'Dodge' sports car. This is a typical high horsepower muscle car, the style is relatively old, but the maintenance is very good. After the car has been modified, from various fragmented item, the owner should be very rich, not a sloppy nigger.
Damn, this car was stolen.
From the glove box in the car, find a few photos of the real owner ’s family, luxurious homes, picturesque gardens, modern schools, libraries, shopping centers. These photos are very different from the Chicago West District where Zhou Qingfeng is now.
What ’s in the West End? Dilapidated streets, gray buildings, old public facilities, and groups of niggers. Zhou Qingfeng looked at the "Happy Monkey" bar across the street through the car window and said inexplicably: "I don't understand, why is that girl Helena here?"
‘Aurora Legion’ is already collecting as much information as possible before the catastrophe, but there is no way to have detailed information about an ordinary FBI female detective more than a decade ago. It is a great luck to find Helena in Chicago, otherwise Zhou Qingfeng is more blind.
Get off the car and put on a pullover hat. Zhou Qingfeng lowers its head and detours towards the back door of "Happy Monkey". But it was clear that someone was guarding in the back alley.
"Hey, stop! Who are you?" The back door of the bar is often a natural place for secret transactions, which is absolutely exclusive. The guard had a shotgun in his hand, and after seeing the face of the Asian under the Zhou Qingfeng hat, he laughed and said, "yellow skin monkey, get away, otherwise I will let you eat bullets immediately."
There are two guards, one is holding a gun and the other is laughing, and there is no good attitude. Zhou Qingfeng did not leave, but took out five "Franklin" from his pocket and said, "I just want to ask a few questions."
Five hundred dollars is already a huge sum of money for many American citizens. The guard with the gun didn't move his hands, but just looked at his companion. The other guard walked a few steps sullenly, took the dollar away with a swish, but pushed Zhou Qingfeng with his backhand.
"Go away, disappear immediately. Asians are not welcome here. There are no people who can answer your question." The two guards apparently did not plan to communicate with Zhou Qingfeng.
"Actually, I didn't plan to pay." Seeing the other party took the money away, Zhou Qingfeng immediately shot like a power, and then took the money back. The guard who stepped forward pushed him motionless, but was pushed by his palm to the guard with the gun.
"Damn it, kid you are looking for death." The muzzle was blocked by his companion, and the guard with the gun immediately screamed, and he followed. But there was a person, but Zhou Qingfeng's stretched out a hand like a ghost, grabbed the barrel and snatched it.
The power to seize the gun is too great, and the fingers of the gun guard are sore because of the sudden flick. After the two guards responded, the muzzle was turned and aimed at themselves.
"Someone should be willing to answer the question now?" Zhou Qingfeng sneered. The two white guards on the opposite side did not understand what was happening-how could they be pointed at the gunpoint in the blink of an eye?
"Boy, this is the site of Chris boss. You can find the wrong place if you want to cause trouble." A guard sneered. But after a bang, Zhou Qingfeng turned his buttstock and gave him a happy heart.
This fierce start is absolutely enough to deter any resistance. The beaten guard screamed halfway, and the man fell towards the ground. His face was swollen again and again, and it seemed that his jaw had been dislocated and he could not speak with his tongue hanging.
Another guard can only raise his hands and honestly said: "You won, just ask any questions."
"Do you know this woman?" Zhou Qingfeng asked with a gun, drawing a picture from his arms. The photo shows a woman in formal attire, her eyes are cold and expressionless. The most peculiar thing is that the woman has her hair tied up, wearing a black uniform and holding an assault rifle. There are three large letters on the left chest of the uniform-FBI.
The guard ’s eyes were sharp for a moment, and he shouted in surprise: "This is Natasha. Damn, this **** is FBI? No wonder she always likes to chat with us, and she always asks questions about things that are not related to her Thing. "
Who hates gangster in the United States the most? Probably the US Internal Revenue Service. Many gangster personnel are not afraid of the police, but they have a headache for collecting taxes.
He He He ..., to make a joke, in fact it should be the FBI most hated by gangster. Compared with police officers with limited powers and responsibility for their own affairs, the FBI is much more proactive in fighting crime. In China, police can enforce laws across provinces, and only the FBI can arrest people across states in the United States.
Because the FBI is so annoying, the guard became extremely excited when he saw the photo. Zhou Qingfeng continued to ask: "Where is Natasha?"
A photo reminded the guard that Zhou Qingfeng might be the same, and his attitude improved significantly. "That **** came to us for almost half a year. She happened to have a performance today and can find her in the bar. I will report Chris boss , She must get rid of this woman, she knows too much. "
Bang ..., another blow with a buttstock. This time, instead of hitting the lower jaw, it hit the throat. The guard who was still shouting to report covered his throat, his eyes glared like a goldfish fell down.
Another guard who was lying on the ground was covering her mouth and breathing air. Now, when she looks at the Zhou Qingfeng, she is ruthlessly ruthless, and the two pedals move back in horror. Out loud.
Zhou Qingfeng stepped on his throat and killed his life. "Do n’t be angry, things are so unpredictable."
Zhou Qingfeng found two mobile phones, an iron finger cot, and some No. 12 shots from the guard. He covered his shotgun with his large clothes, pushed open the back door of the bar and walked in.
The back door is connected to the kitchen of the bar. Some cooks are busy. No one cared about the Zhou Qingfeng that came in wearing a hood, which made him walk smoothly to the dance floor in the bar. The 300-square-meter bar dance floor squeezes over 500 young people who squirm and jump. The loud music can make the ears deaf.
Zhou Qingfeng walks along the wall of the bar. In the dark environment, only the steel tube stage in the center of the dance floor has lights. A half-naked dancer is holding the steel tube and twisting her body hard.
The audience was very loud, but everyone ’s eyes focused on the back of the steel tube stage, where a hot girl wearing only underwear and high heels stood.
The 27-year-old Helena Kelvin this year is really cool and sexy. The bra without straps exposes a large area of skin, and the full breast shape is definitely above Dcup. Bright skin is smeared with essential oil, and a healthy wheat glow glows under the light.
Two slender thighs are straight and well-proportioned, and *** only covers the point of the width of the finger, but exposes the rounded hip curve to the air. The woman stood slightly crooked, with a cigarette in her fingers, her mouth spitting and clouding, and her expressionless expression attracted the entire crowd to call her name.
Natasha, Natasha, Natasha!
It looks like this girl is very popular! (To be continued.)