Chapter 546

"Hey! Where are you going? "

Little Binny, oh no, Sinaloa disappeared at the door, and the old gang chased out with people. In addition to the choking gunpowder, smoke and coffee smell, there were still two helltail cats left in the room, who were only seventeen or eighteen years old, with their hands folded around their waist and staring at the dead Jamal on the ground.

"Let's go..."

Jamal's crimson blood slowly spread out to the side of old Joe's shoes. He stood on tiptoe, curled up on the side of the sofa, bent his one arm to protect his head, and whispered to song ya, who was afraid to move. Then he stood up and called out a black voice to the two Gangsters: "m-fxxk! You'll take care of your family first, OK! "

" who knows what's going on with that kid... " Two young members of the gang were really suppressed by his momentum. "Who is the boss now?"

"I didn't know..."

While they were talking, "let's go, let's go." Old Joe grabbed Sonya by the elbow and took him away from the house. The two men didn't stop him.

"Hey! What about the man and woman who came with us? " Old Joe asked the man at the door again.

The other side nuzzled next door.

Old Joe pushed open the door next door. Old Mike and Linda were tied back to back in the chair. "Don't say a word. Follow me." Old Joe took song ya to untie the rope for them, and then went out the door smoothly.

There's still no one to stop.

“Fxxk……” When he got to the elevator, old Joe pressed the down button and didn't respond at all.

"What? My gun was found. "

Old Mike had a big skin cut on his forehead. He looked up and down at Song ya. "I thought you were..."

"I'm fine. Er, it seems that the building is blocked."

Song Ya's brain finally recovered at this time. He remembered that he was brought up from the corridor when he came here.

"Oh! Yes, my memory. "

Old Joe led the three of them to the stairs again. Linda was frightened. She sobbed silently, her arms clasped tightly in front of her chest, and she did not dare to lift her head.

"He doesn't respect me! Why doesn't he respect me? "

Sinaloa was blocked at the corner of the corridor below by several gangs with various types of rifles, choking their necks and shouting at them, "not today, but tomorrow, anyway, I'll kill him sooner or later! He doesn't deserve to be the boss! He deserves it

Some black aunts were around the stairway on the next floor, looking up.

The footfalls of the four attracted their attention. Sinaloa also looked up. His blood red eyes were as fierce as a man eating beast.

"That's enough today! Let's go first, and we'll contact you later. " Old Joe went down the stairs.

Song Ya holds Linda close to him, and old Mike is the last to protect him.

The other side still didn't show much, until the four people passed through the group and were about to descend to the last few steps, "stop!" Suddenly someone gave a cold drink.

The four stopped at once, and song Ya pressed down the handrail of the stairs, his heart pounding.

"You know when to shut up, don't you?" He asked, stopping their voices.

"Yes! Yeah! We are our own people, of course we understand! "

Old Joe waved impatiently at the back, "I'm fed up with it! What a wonderful day to be out of prison on the first day

"Sorry, Joe..."

Sinaloa even apologized, "aplus, next time you are free..."

"I know, anytime." Song Ya also waved to the back of old Qiao.

The four ducked their heads to avoid the crowd watching and went to the elevator on the next floor

Old Joe kept pressing the down button, "don't look around!" He warned old Mike.

"Ding!" The arrival sound of the elevator was more beautiful than ever before. Four people immediately got in when the elevator door opened. Old Joe selected the floor and pressed the close button frequently, "come on! Comeon！” I can't help but growl in my mouth.

Finally, the door closed and the elevator began to go down.

"Hoo!" Old Joe took a breath and leaned against the car wall.

"Thanks to you, old Joe."

Song Ya knows that he must be very nervous. Fortunately, this old guy is very experienced. If he changes himself, he may still be sitting in the same place waiting for the order of hellcat.

"Aplus, and so on." Old Mike faces song Ya and wipes his face with his thumb. His finger belly is red immediately. It should be the blood splashed from the shooting of Jamal.

“M-Fxxk……”

Old Joe lowered his head and found that his white suit also had a lot of blood spots on his trousers and vamp. He took off his suit and went to clean his shoes.

"Just now..." Linda asked, trembling.

"Don't ask, Linda. Don't ask anything." When the elevator was approaching, old Mike stood in front of the three people. When the elevator door opened, he put out his probe and said, "follow me." Go out first.Chrysler's Fifth Avenue was parked outside the public house, and two hellcat men were smoking next to the car. "Hey, what's going on up there?"

"Ask yourself!" Old Mike pulled the door and found it couldn't be pulled.

"Hey, old man, your key!" One of them threw the key to him. He caught it, entered the driver's seat without saying a word, started the car, and the three immediately opened the door and got in.

"Wait!" The other side drew out the gun and knocked on the roof with the handle.

"Don't..." Joe stopped old Mike, who wanted to step on the gas. "What's the matter with m-fxxk?" He rolled down the window and asked aloud.

"Well, don't be angry, old Joe. I just want to say that all your things are in the trunk..."

As the car drove away from the public housing area, song Ya looked back at the dark building, getting farther and smaller.

"Still going to Highland Park?" Asked old Mike.

"Go, party guests should be in a hurry." Song Ya said.

"Chicago ah?" Out of danger, Linda also regained her composure. She found a band aid from the glove box to help old Mike stop bleeding. "It seems that black hip-hop singers can never get rid of gangs..." She said.

Song Ya didn't want to answer. He really thought about death just now. At that moment, what appeared in his mind was little Robert, the child who was far away in Ireland and might be his own flesh and blood.

There was no more conversation in the car. They all leaned their heads against the window and looked at the dim lights outside.

"Here it is." When he got home safely, old Mike drove into the independent garage in Highland Park and said, "don't get off first." He got out of the car on his own, pulled the shutter door of the garage, opened the trunk, and threw his cell phone to Linda. "Ask marvolta to bring two sets of clothes they can wear."

"Marvolta, this is Linda. I'm in the garage. Yes, you give me two sets..."

Linda finished the phone and the four were waiting in the garage again.

"I'm sorry, aplus. I shouldn't have boasted in prison that you're coming to pick me up." About a few minutes later, it was old Joe who broke the silence.

"It's OK, Joe. Since they want to find me, sooner or later they will find a chance, not this time, but next time."

Song Ya squeezed out a smile and waved his hand, "this time, it's up to you."

"Mike?" Marvolta's hesitant voice appeared outside the garage.

"Pass it to me." Old Mike pulled up the shutter and didn't let him in. He picked up the bag pushed under the door. "OK, it's OK. You stay outside. Don't let anyone get close." Then he closed the door and threw two sets of clothes to song Ya and old Joe.

"Linda?" Song Ya's clothes must be his own. He was well dressed. He was not at ease. He asked Linda to check again.

"OK, very handsome."

Linda looked around and said with satisfaction.

And then the cell phone in her pocket rang, "it's Charlize." She saw the number and looked at Sonya.

"I got it! I got it! I'll go to the airport right away

Sonya gets on the phone. Charlize Theron seems to be running. She gasps and shouts excitedly, "see you in Chicago!"

"All right, Chicago. Thank you, Charlie." Song Ya replied that he could hear Tim's angry voice from the receiver, clearly, "you can't do this! Charlie! Shireen trusted you so much

"Sorry, Tim! I have to do it! Forgive me Charlie responded to him.

Then there was the sound of opening and closing the door, and there was the sound of someone slapping the window, "to the airport..." She seemed to have forgotten to hang up and was saying to the driver, "come on! Don't pay attention to that man. He is a lecher and drunk

“APLUS？” Old Joe had his new clothes on, too.

"Oh."

Song Ya hung up the phone, but it rang again. It was a strange number. "You go first, old Joe. Today is the celebration party for you to get out of prison. Everyone is waiting for you."

"All right."

Old Joe knew it was not the time to talk about it. He rubbed his face with both hands and squeezed out a happy smile, "so I'm going?" Open your hands.

"Go ahead, Mike."

Old McCullough opened the shutter and let him out, "Joe! Here you are He was immediately recognized in the distance.

"Hey! Big a! How are you doing? " Old Joe has gone out to socialize.

Song Ya handed Linda her ringing cell phone. "How are you? Miss Finn You OK, you wait... "

The mobile phone came to song Ya's hand again. He took a deep breath and took it to his ear. "Hey, Shireen."

"Wow..."

There has been a child crying all the time over there, and sherifen has never been so impolite in crying, "you sent Charlie to me as a spy!? You deliberately use my trust in him aplus! "

"I apologize, Shireen, but who told you not to do a paternity test."

Song Ya said coldly, "it's not a bad thing. We have to figure it out.""I don't want your money. I just want to stay away from America, away from Hollywood, and raise him up! It doesn't matter to me who the father is! I don't want to disturb you and your fiancee either

"So you don't know who the father is?" Song Ya has no voice.

"Rob is yours! I was only with you at that time! " "But you The one you sent That bichi just quietly took a big tube of blood from rob, and he's crying all the time

"A big pipe Eh... "

Song Ya was also a little bit distressed, "is the little Robo crying? Can I have a word with him

"Talk to me! He can't speak at all now Sherifen hung up the phone.

Song Ya put away his mobile phone and sat quietly on the trunk.

"Hey! younger brother! It's me Tony's banging on the door outside.

"Let him in." Song Ya sees that old Mike has put away his and Joe's bloody clothes.

"My brother, we have to talk..."

Tony was so drunk that he couldn't wait for the roller gate to rise to the top and swoop on Song ya. "You have children now, but you can't ignore us! Susie and Connie and little Emily need you He said without end.

"What the hell, is there any connection between these two things?" Song Ya was baffled.

"You can't leave all the money to him. The actress who made the full disclosure movie is not a good thing. What she sees is your money!" Cried Tony.

"WTF, I'm only 19, and you're thinking about my legacy!" Song Ya was furious and pushed Tony away. "Who instilled these things into you?"

"You can't ignore us anyway..." Tony flopped to the ground.

"The year before last, the joint law enforcement operation was very successful. My Chicago colleagues and I effectively cracked down on the gangs in Chicago. In the past year, various criminal acts have been on the rise again I swear that if I am elected again, our noble and just cause will stick to the end, no more compromise, no more trading, no more palliative, the crime rate here... "

The next day, Songya, with a deep brow, appeared on the streets of Chicago. His eyes fell on the flattened Cabrini public housing district, the original site of another GD gang. After a year of shooting the boy with a sniper gun on the public house in 1992, it has changed greatly. There is no public housing. The road is renamed dantrey Davis Road, the name of the little boy, his Statues are also erected nearby.

He has doubled the number of bodyguards around him, and Peter flock is giving an impassioned speech with his wife Alicia.

"Thank you! Thank you! Now I'll leave the time for Reverend Allison

The short and powerful speech received warm applause, and Peter flock left the stage to Alison, the black priest.

"Brothers and sisters!" Reverend Allison began to preach.

"Alicia!" Sonya had no heart to listen to what he was saying. He stopped Alicia while the flocks passed by.

"Don't worry, aplus, DTS's round C financing is going smoothly. I will go to Los Angeles tomorrow." Alicia remained with him and whispered.

"I don't care about that."

Sonya and she applauded from time to time with Reverend Alison's speech, "please tell wil Gardner to keep him away from my brother Tony! He took advantage of my a + audio company to connect with Tony, and then has been instilling in him those dirty interests, he instigated Tony to ask me for the creative share of the fluorescent party, that's OK, I should give Tony a little bit, but this time? What kind of crap does Tony have in his estate? He crossed the line

"He's my boss..." Alicia frowned.

"He's not just your boss. Stop him, or I'll talk to Peter." Song Ya hinted at their private affairs, "please tell wil Gardner clearly that I am not a person who is afraid to tear his face."

Alicia glanced at her husband not far away. "I'll tell you." And he went back to Peter.

“APLUS。” Old Joe answered the phone behind him. "They decided to let Xiaobin Oh no, Sinaloa is the new boss... "

Last night, the sound of gunfire near the ear was startled. Jamal, who was beaten into a sieve on the floor, Sinaloa's uncontrollable behavior and bloodthirsty eyes, little Rob's crying on the phone, and shirenfen's angry accusation. Charles, who flew back to America, just betrayed her best friend who had really helped her and ran back to New York for the cold war, was lured to pay attention by will Gardner Tony, his legacy, is full of gossip in the media tabloids, paternity tests without results, and even "praise" from Tao's vice president and Universal Pictures.

All of these things made him feel very upset

He gazed at the statue of the poor little boy, and his heart surged.

"Aplus, Charlie just got off the plane, and Hamlin got the blood sample." Linda approached and whispered, "he'll give it to a professional identification agency as soon as possible."

"I see." Song Ya nodded slightly.Amen Reverend Allison finished his sermon.

"Amen..." He followed the crowd and moved his lips.

"Daddy boar." Linda said.

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"what?"

"Babayetu, the Swahili language of my hometown, means our heavenly father." Linda replied.

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