Chapter 597

At the same time, the old Buick was flying down the streets of Los Angeles.

"Hey, don't exceed the speed limit. Do you know what American police officers do most actively? Catch speeding, because you can be fined. If you want to do something important, don't exceed the speed limit and attract people's attention. "

Sinaloa sat in the front passenger's seat and nagged at the old driver's hand drawing feet.

"Sorry, boss..."

The driver slowed down. "I was so excited, Ho! That's aplus! "

"My brother, I told you so. Do you believe it now?" Sinaloa complacent, "you're from Los Angeles. All the gang stars in Los Angeles are not as popular as him."

"But he never said he was a hellcat, and even denied his relationship with Gd."

make complaints about an old gang on the back seat.

"Hey! Don't say that about him

Sinaloa was not happy, and beat his chest. "Brothers should keep each other in mind. He respects me very much. Didn't you see that just now? I want to see him and see him, any time, nothing! He was born in the street, and you've never seen a movie? He also started stealing cars. Lori promised me through a lawyer's message that he would be responsible for the public affairs in the future, and would come as soon as he got out of prison

"Yes! Man, maybe I can show up in their MV sometime? "

The driver sang song Ya's beautiful girls, "you're way too autistic, that's sweet'll neverwork, you'll have mesuicidal uicidal Wow, then the girls will see me all over. "

"Don't worry. I'll say hello."

Sinaloa and others were singing along in their seats.

"Aplus doesn't like little Lori, boss."

After a song, the guy in the back row said, "will they really make up? Little Lori stole his lyrics and sang diss

"M-fxxk, do you always have to say that in front of me? Yeah!? Do you like to say that? "

Sinaloa suddenly changed her face and turned to the back row.

The car was quiet immediately.

"I'm sorry, boss. I won't tell you." His subordinates acknowledged the advice and lowered his head to avoid his eyes.

"So it's true that little Lori stole the lyrics?" Asked the driver.

"That's over, OK? It's over! "

Sinaloa let go of the man in the back row and yelled at the driver, "I heard them quarrel outside the door. Little Lori did steal his lyrics, but little Lori is more of a gang brother than he is. In short, they are not bad guys. OK！？”

"As soon as you joined us, after dealing with little Lori, you will know that he is nice and has a way in Mexico."

A fourth person in the back row, who had not spoken, said to the driver, "aplus is much worse. He is always surrounded by bodyguards. We can only watch from a distance."

"Yeah, a lot of white guys, bulletproof vests, walkie talkie..." The driver nodded. "As soon as I stopped across the street, they surrounded me. I thought it was the FBI."

"Ha ha, you're not scared to pee, are you?" Sinaloa laughs.

"How can it be!"!? But it's a little bit Well, a little... " Half way through, the driver admitted that it was not very good, so he turned on the radio.

"Welcome, welcome to sugnette! MCHammer！’

Inside, a DJ from a local radio station called out, "sug, I heard that you recently made a funny remark about the east coast?"

"Well, I've said so much that I can't remember clearly." "Can you remind me?"

DJ had a bad time, "about a rapper producer on the east coast."

"Yeah, I remember that man Ha ha ha ha! "

Before words were said, a few people on the radio began to giggle.

“WTF？ What are they laughing at? " Sinaloa was puzzled. "Who is that man?"

"Sugenet just went to diss the other day in the east coast rap circle." The Los Angeles born driver said, "it's like bragging that daddy likes to appear in his singers' MV."

"There is Is there anything wrong? " Sinaloa still doesn't understand.

"I don't know." The driver shrugged.

"You know, record label owners should only do what they want. Do you understand that?" "Force her singers to wear the same disgusting Mafia suit? And He also wore a white scarf and an old-fashioned hat to sing Street hip-hop. Ha ha ha ha... "

He was out of breath laughing again.

"What's wrong with this man?" Sinaloa's breathing became a little bit short. "He can't finish a thing completely, understand?"

"That kind of collocation is what he sells in his trendy stores." DJ arch fire."Yes! With the goods, with the kind of low to explosive goods... " "Guess what? I feel like he's going out. "

"He did give a voice on his singer album." DJ agrees, "hammer, how do you feel? Biggie, the new heavyweight on the east coast. "

"Er Not bad. "

"Not bad?"

"Yeah, flow is the top..."

Mchammer was quite on the point. They had a chat about the new college he was going to send next year. Sugnette broke in and yelled, "biggie, I appreciate you, really. If you don't like the exposure of your record company boss in your songs and videos, you can come to the west coast, come to LA, here's me, there's death row records. "

"Can't this guy m-fxxk just say it clearly?" Sinaloa scratched about and couldn't sit still.

"What's the matter with you, boss?" Asked the little brother in the back row.

"I hate people who like to say things that people don't understand. M-fxxk, who are you talking about?" Sinaloa yelled at the radio.

"Brag daddy, didn't I just say that?" The driver helped explain, "biggie's boss is just a boaster."

"You didn't say that just now!" Sinaloa's face twisted with anger and roared in his ear.

"I said..."

"No! You didn't! " Sinaloa drew the pistol from his waist and loaded it with a crash.

The driver held the steering wheel and watched the road intently with sweat on his forehead.

"After talking about the east coast, do you have anything to say about rap circles in the Midwest? Common has just launched a song that metaphorically criticizes us. " The conversation on the radio continued.

"I'll talk to his boss." Replied sugnette.

"Wow, that man is rich now, a billionaire, a film company owner, Ho!" DJ sighs.

"Guess what? I think he's a soft guy Did you see the sissy steps he did in the movie? "

Sugnette began to say again, "common, if your boss has the seed, you should write the lyrics more clearly, not through what Sir "Rap." He deliberately imitates song ya to dance out of my life stuttering.

"Ha ha ha..." There was another laugh on the radio.

"Who is he talking about this time?" Asked Sinaloa.

No one dared to answer. He put the muzzle of his gun on the driver's temple.

"Aplus He's talking about aplus! Boss. " The driver's crotch is really wet this time.

"Don't you say you know every corner of Los Angeles?" Asked Sinaloa coldly.

"Yes! I I drove a taxi in Los Angeles for two years! "

"Take me to this station, don't you know it?"

The driver immediately turned the direction and changed the destination.

Soon, the car slowly stopped at an old street front building with its antenna up.

"This is Compton?" The men in the back row were uneasy, "it seems that this is the territory of the blood gang."

"Whatever he is, I will kill the guy who insults my brother on the radio." Sinaloa took two uzi from under her seat and began to inspect the magazine.

"Sugnette is the leader of the blood Gang here!" The driver looked at the three quietly fiddling with the equipment and opened his mouth again.

Sinaloa ignored him this time. "Thank you so much for joining me. Here's the advertising time." DJ's bright voice came from the radio.

About ten minutes later, some black people in red appeared at the door of the building, hugging each other and saying goodbye.

"Which is sugnette?" Sinaloa rolled down the window.

"The tallest and strongest." Driver identification.

"So what are you doing?"

The driver stepped on the gas pedal, and the car suddenly started and sped towards the crowd.

Dada Dada

A few guns came out of the right window and swept at the group. No matter whether they were alive or dead, they were all lying low in a few seconds. The Buick disappeared into the night of Los Angeles.

“Ho！”

Driving all the way to the remote road where it felt safe, the driver stopped the car, "I have to slow down, I have to slow down, this time we can play big, really play big..."

"Bang!" There was another gunshot, and the fire in the carriage went out in a flash.

A man came down from the back row, opened the door of the driver's seat in front of him, dragged down a body, threw it on the side of the road, and then got in by himself and started the car again.

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