Chapter 623

"Tony, what are you doing?"

Some melancholy left flock law firm, song ya now particularly want to find someone to talk to, flip the phone number stored in the phone, called his cousin, "still in San Francisco?"

"Alec

Tony on the other end of the line was flustered, "Hey! Get up, don't press me He complained to whom, and then a voice came from the receiver, hearing soso's clothes and women's complaints, "have you come to San Francisco?" He asked.

"You didn't go to work?" Song Ya raised his wrist and looked at the time and frowned.

"Well, I'm not feeling well today. The muffler is there. No problem."

Toni is now the head of the A+ factory in San Francisco. The muffler is the deputy. Of course, Scott knows what they are. What specific matters will be the professional responsibility?

"No, Scott has been busy running all over the meter, exhibiting stores everywhere. There are more and more employees, and everyone is more and more busy. People come and go, ha ha..."

Tony talks a lot when he is guilty. "Oh, by the way, I heard that there was a worker at the Chinese garment factory who sewed up our two-piece suit. Can you imagine that? That is Ha ha, the long sleeve T-shirt has only a fake collar and false sleeves. In fact, it's sewn together with the short sleeve T-shirt. No, it's just a piece of clothing, which can only be regarded as a dress. But it looks like two things in other people's eyes... "

"Well, it saves a lot of cloth, doesn't it? Will the cost and price come down? " Song Ya accurately grasped the main point from his rap.

"That's what Scott said. He was so happy when he saw the sample yesterday and said he would apply for a patent!"

Tony was clapping his legs and laughing, "but I said to the muffler, oh man, if it was me, I bought two clothes, and I couldn't take them off. It turned out to be one ha ha, one dress, two necklines and sleeves. Can you imagine that?"

"We didn't expect that someone could think of it. It's a wonderful little idea."

Song Ya replied.

"Oh, by the way, I heard that Kenneth went back to South Town?" Tony asked again.

“Shit！ Don't say that on the phone Tony, I've told you how many times Song Ya scolded him.

"Oh, well, well, I won't tell you. Eh, by the way, what did you call to ask?"

"Fxxk, you've forgotten what I'm going to say. Let me think about it Forget it, it's nothing. Maybe I just want to hear your voice

"Shxt, don't be numb, my brother. I can guess that you want to talk about the wedding, right? Mom asked me to go to Bedford heights with the muffler in February to help prepare for the wedding, would you? "

"Sure. I'll say hello to Mimi."

Song Ya hangs up and calls Maria Kelly for instructions.

At the same time, a fried chicken shop in South City.

“Yo！ Yo！ Look who's here. "

Song Ya's big brother, Denise, is now one of GD's opponents. He is a middle-level leader of the p-stone gang. He is half lying on the card seat, surrounded by his younger brothers. When he sees a group of people who have just entered the door, they are very angry. "Kenneth, where have you been in the past two years? Long time no see. "

"Who are you?"

Kennis sat down opposite him contemptuously. "Where's your old boss?"

His men and the other party glared at each other. Some people lifted up their clothes and showed the gun handle in their waists. The atmosphere between the two groups of old black men was in a state of tension.

"It's in Sinaloa's hands."

Brother Denise sank his face and looked at Kenneth coldly. "I'll take care of it now."

"OK, that's in the past." Kenneth, understatement, gave no response.

"Ha! Don't think I can't recognize you by changing the name of helltail Brother Denise was laughed at.

"Come on, we've made peace, haven't we?"

Kenneth pulled the plate in front of him and said, "this is it." He moved the plate to the left and picked up a coke. "This is the gas station opposite."

He pointed out the window, across the street, there was a gas station with poor business. "Our territory is separated from here..." He took the coke to the right and found a hot dog sausage that Denise had half eaten and put it between the plate and the coke.

"Shit, don't expect me to spit out the land for nothing." Brother Denise had a fit at once, picked up the coke and put it heavily on the plate.

"I just had a meeting with your boss, remember?" Kenneth Lay lazily on the back of the seat.

"What do you think in my mind? Kenneth, you're a coward. If it were 1992, I might be a little afraid of you, but now? Hehe, when the police cleared up the public housing area, you immediately left your brother to run alone, or Are you going to be a tainted witness to the police? "Brother Denise is not stupid. He looks at Kenneth's boys and says, "let me say that although Sinaloa killed my boss, we all respect him, right?"

He looked at his subordinates again. After getting several people's nodding response, he continued: "he is the real nger who does great things. He is tough enough and can convince the public more than you. Shxt！ In the end, I can pull an FBI detective to hell. I'm fucked! You? Kenneth, you're just a cheap guy who's running back from a nursing home. You don't deserve to sit here and talk to me about division. "

"I don't care. It doesn't matter what you say. Anyway, I'm standing in front of you, not tin Little Binnie. "

Kenneth also laughed. "In short, our territory is still in the" front line ". If we don't intend to obey your boss's arrangement, we will have more exchanges in the future."

He stood up, took a napkin and wiped his hands. "Think about it, I'll give it to you Three days. Let's go. "

Despite the glare of his sitting brother Denise, he left the fried chicken shop with his men.

"The lawyer is looking for you." As soon as he got on the bus, the driver reported, "he's in..."

"Drive, then."

Kenneth told him to take himself to the place, get out of the car and go to myrmish Barron alone.

"Someone wants you to..." Barron didn't talk much nonsense. He just put it in his ear.

Kenneth's expression became serious, and he did not speak for a long time.

"What are you going to do?" Barron asked.

Kenneth took a deep breath and rubbed his hands on his hair for a while. "Get back to them. I'll think about it first."

"No space to think about, Kenneth." Barron shook his head.

“Fxxk！”

Kenneth, no longer repressed, cursed, "you shouldn't have given me that code Baron! Now things are getting bigger and bigger You have no idea what I saw that day! What do you hear? "

"Hey! Are you not? "

Barron was in a hurry. "Don't tell me what you see or hear. I don't know! Have you really lost your will in the last two years? If you don't do it, they'll find someone else to do it, and then we'll both have bad luck! Do you think they're street boys? Well? "

“Fxxk！ Fxxk！”

Kenneth kept swearing, "I sent little Binny to take revenge on little Lori. I knew I was..."

"Now the world has changed, Kenneth. Some people have grown up to be irresistible to us. Some people have fallen into the dust. You can understand this. You are not a maniac like little Binny. Only you can let us go back to the stable time before! OK？”

Balun looked at his present appearance, and he hated iron but not steel. "Besides, it's good for your prestige to do this. Now everyone, including those new members of the gang, are treating you in a negative way. Didn't you notice? Those little ngers will only obey tough enough guys. If you are like a sissy again, be careful which day you will be shot in the back by your own people! Didn't you see what happened to Jamal? I heard that Binnie killed him like a dog

Kenneth's eyes were flushed with blood, and finally "inspired" to fight. "Well, I'll do it. In fact, it's not hard to find a fool willing to do it."

Ay, lemme kickit to your right quickman,

nawton someganstashitmanor realshxt

anybody who goes through the same thing I'm sure you feel the same way

this is for you pimpin '

"lorry!"

Two days later, outside the iron door of the cell came a loud command from the prison guard, "stand up, face the wall, put your hands on your head!" When the peep was opened, a pair of eyes looked inside

little Lori, who was curled up on the bed, trembled with fear. His mind had been tormented by loneliness for a long time. He slowly got up, stood up obediently to the wall, lifted his hands and held them to the back of his head.

Outside came the sound of the iron chain shaking and the key opening. With a bang, the heavy iron door was pushed open, and some fresh air was blown into the smelly confinement room.

Come on, the white man and the white man come in.

"This is..." He felt a little joy in his heart and licked his dry lips. "Am I going to leave here?"

"Yes, big star, hehe." The C.O. laughs and replies, "congratulations on getting an ordinary single cell."

Little Lori sighed, "I, cough, I want to see a lawyer."

"It will be arranged for you."

He was pushed out of the cell, shackled by a heavy iron chain, and swayed in the aisles with a jingle of metal.Smelling the air completely different from the confinement room, he walked slowly with the guards, as if intoxicated, and a completely different scene appeared in front of him.

Strong second-hand store accompaniment came from his headphones. He was holding the microphone tightly. His hands and feet were as heavy as lead, hiding in the background, breathing deeply.

"Don't worry, Lori. You can do it. You're the best!" Tony's annoying nagging kept ringing, "you're the best!"

"Fxxk, shut up, Tony, I'm not nervous..." He grinned as a hero.

The two c.o.s. looked at him strangely, then gave each other a clear look, and professionally suppressed the kind of ridicule directed at the poor.

Oooh, I've been traveling without his load tool ong

just try in my way back home

the oldme's a and gone

dead and gone

"go! Come on! For us, conquer them! Conquer the world Tony yelled.

The door to the ordinary prison room was opened, and his eyes were squinted by the glare of the corridor light, just like he plucked up his courage and rushed out of the backstage to dazzle the lights on the stage. But what happened? It's too quiet under the stage.

"Hey! Who is that? " As he passed the ordinary cell, the old black inside recognized him, "Lori! Big star! Come and sign me! Ha ha ha

They screamed.

"Lorry, lorry!" Was it suppressed by my appearance? All of a sudden, the men and women began to roar, and the beautiful girls crowded under the stage were so crazy that they burst into tears, "I love you! I love you! Little lorry

To keep the cool stuff, well, leave them alone. After the show, let Pablo slip his phone into their hands and wait in the hotel. Now He counted the beat and put the microphone to his mouth.

And ohh..

I've been traveling without his load tool ong

just try in my way back home

buttheldme's idea and gone

dead and gone, dead and gone...

he went back backstage.

Wait, no, how does it smell like a cigarette?

He passed by the door of a cell, where the guy was busy with his cigarette butts.

The two c.o.s. didn't take care of such minor violations, and focused on escorting them.

He began to keep swallowing and sipping his mouth, and his addiction, which had been almost forgotten by confinement, began to creep into his mind like an omnipresent bug.

“AK……” He went out and called AK into the dressing room. "Give me some."

"Fxxk, Pablo will drive me back to Chicago when he knows." AK said, but still obediently took out the best goods from his arms, "just a little bit."

"All right, don't dawdle."

He began to enjoy it.

"Hey! prisoner! Don't dawdle "Don't look around, concentrate on your work!" the prison guard scolded as he passed by an old black who was responsible for mopping the floor

The old black squatted down and concentrated on his work.

"Hey, hey." He looked at the old black's back and grinned, as if he had come to Manhattan again. In the upper west side, the muffler was bending over to brag on the ground, and the old man was beating him with his old fist. That guy's mouth was swearing like this. How about provoking me? Don't you ask for mercy?

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run into a group of group of people who want to set up their own property,

run into a group of group of people who want to get a set of things in their hat on,

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run into a group of group of people who want to get a set in their having a group,

run into a group of group of groups of people who get a set of things in their own has a

< I even want to kick in the same way A few feet, unfortunately, the fetters limited his movement.

At this time, the old black suddenly raised his head and looked at each other.

Oh, it's not bragging, Dad

Old black came in two steps, WTF? You're not bragging, Dad. What else do you have.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the chest.

He lowered his head, a metal knife was being pulled out of his stomach, and then stabbed it again, one knife after another.“Fxxk！ Stop it! Prisoner

The C.O. exclaimed, whistling.

"Stop! Or I'll shoot! "

His consciousness quickly dissipated. He fell on the cold floor of the prison without making any sound. The pervert who had been stabbed with the toothbrush handle last time howled in the cell for a whole night. It was really annoying.

C.O. is just like today. It's useless.

blood, as like as two peas of blood on the ground.

Iturnmyhead to the East

iseenobody by my side,

iturnmyhead to the West

still nodyeight,

soitunmyhead to the North

swallow that little the calpride

thatoldmea and gone

whatthatman I'm on bealright

"the end of the informer!"

After all this, old black spat at the traitor on the ground, and then raised his arms to the sky like a hero, "for Sinaloa! ForSINALOA！！”

"Put down the knife! Prisoner There were more and more prison guards, and countless guns were aimed at his head.

"When!"

Old black hand a loose, knife free fall, hit the blood on the ground.

"Kneel down and hold your head in your hands!" The C.O. rushed over and gave him a good slap on the back.

“GD！” He knelt down, shouting slogans.

“GD！ GD！ GD！” The prisoners in the surrounding cells also roared like wild animals.

"Quiet, prisoners!"

Unable to maintain order, the c.o.s. rushed in, took the handcuffs from the back of their waists and pressed him to the ground and put them on the ground. "Alarm, alarm. The general prison needs support. We need doctors and ambulances."

Someone touched little Lori's carotid artery, and after a while shook his head slowly to his colleague.

deathon the spot Please wait for the latest news from this station. "

In Highland Park, Songya lies on the sofa with an empty bottle of Bourbon in his hand. He is drunk and caressing the whisky glass with his finger belly. In the unlit study, only the bright and dark light from the TV screen is emitted.

oooh，I'vebeentravelinonthisroadtoolong

Justtryinfindmywaybackhome

Theoldme'sdeadandgone

DeadandGone

oooh，I'vebeentravelinonthisroadtoolong

Justtryinfindmywaybackhome

Theoldme'sdeadandgone

DeadandGone……

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