Chapter 182 Bickering

Half an hour later, Hayden stopped at the door in that Volvo 960. Fergie showed her face in front of the reporter, then got in the car and went straight to the French restaurant she had been to last time.

Old Mike was also professional in getting rid of the reporters. He drove away most of the paparazzi riding motorcycles, and after setting off a few smoke bombs, he let Mawota drive over and took him, Song Ya and Ai Er quietly left.

"Okay, sit up, there should be no one following." After a few more circles in downtown Chicago, the old Mike spoke and asked Song Ya, who was half lying in the back seat, to get up.

"Huh, it's really tiring."

Song Ya's height has risen again. He can barely be regarded as a strong man now. Although he can't compare with Mawota and Tony's brother, his figure is more well-proportioned. After dancing and training with equipment, his abdominal muscles have gradually developed. .

"I put a pair of body armor on the back seat, do I need to find a place to change it?" Old Mike asked.

"Forget it, that's too obvious." It's August, and thin clothes can't hide the body armor, "Hey, Mawota, if you don't want to follow, I can put you down nearby."

"No, it's okay, you are the boss, and you are good to me." Mawota said while driving.

"Okay." Song Ya felt relieved, "I won't be polite to you at this time, things are a bit tricky, and I am short of people."

Mawota nodded and concentrated on driving.

The car stopped downstairs at Old Qiao Music, and a few gangsters wearing hell bobtail flower hoods stood there, "Hey, aps." They recognized Song Ya, and they no longer searched without saying a word like before "Is it convenient?" A little boss stepped forward and beckoned.

"Okay, let's search the corridor, there are too many people outside." Song Ya led the three of them into the door, "Hey, Karl." He greeted Karl, "How are you doing recently?"

When he was speaking, the bandanas searched the body very carefully, and found two pistols and two small knives, one long and one short, from Old Mike, "Old man Bai, your guy is not bad."

The little boss knows the goods, he said while playing with the pistol.

Old Mike ignored him, "My bodyguard." Song Ya explained, and the other party let him go, and the four of them went upstairs.

Old Joe hasn't changed much here, and I don't know how he's been recording for those four big moms' albums, and Eric the tuner isn't there, and Hell's Bobcats all the way.

"Hey,

Aps is really one of our own! cool! "A ten-year-old black boy blurted out when he saw Song Ya, and was quickly stopped by the old gang next to him, but Song Ya still reached out and fisted the boy affectionately, wearing it at such a young age Flower headscarf, should be the same ruthless character as 'et' who died before, at this age, there is no other way to rise to the top except to pick up a gun and fight for the gang.

"aps..." The few at the door of Old Joe's office didn't wear flower headscarves, but they were not very enthusiastic. Song Ya knew that they were the new followers recruited by Little Lowry. Tony was on probation, and 'Muffler' went to jail, so he had to add new blood.

"Wait." Old Mike was blocked by them.

"My bodyguard, one of my own." Song Ya pushed their hands away, and brought Old Mike, Mawota, and Al inside.

Big brother Kenneth was smoking a cigar, resting his elbows on the boss's desk, his eyes squinted. Old Joe sat on one side opposite him, Pablo sat on the other side, and Little Lowry, Tony, and AK sat on the sofa in the back , Old Morgan sat near the door, and there was no other place to sit.

No one greeted him, Pablo and little Lowry's eyes were murderous, Song Ya ignored them, and stood against the wall with the three of them temporarily.

"Alex..." Tony whispered from across the couch.

"Hey, Tony." Song Ya guessed that he should not be able to figure out the real situation, but with his cleverness, he might have sensed something. He who has always been active is now a little listless, with a slumped face and full of thoughts.

"Okay, we're all here, my big stars." Big brother Kenneth said, "Say what you want to say, Pablo, you start first, I'm very busy, and the venue will never be short of people. "

"Let me be blunt, aps, old Morgan, you broke the rules, I applied for arbitration out of politeness and morality, otherwise I can directly deal with you!"

The villain Pablo complained first, "Old Morgan, how much did you charge him!" He tapped Song Ya with his index finger.

"I took money from your mother, Pablo, I knew your mother before, really, I did take money from her, you little boy!"

Old Morgan was very tough this time, and I don't know if it was Song Ya's big battle to follow him, "I see you as my agent for the sake of your dead mother, how did you treat me ah Kick me away, I'm fucking fed up, I have to budget carefully even to buy a bottle of wine in Nancheng, looking at you... huh? How much did you get by spending time and drinking outside the world? You and little Lori, There are also aps, several million? Tens of millions? I don’t have a single point, for your mother’s sake, you..."

"fxxk!" Pablo got up and rushed towards Old Morgan, "Try mentioning her again!?"

Al jumped out again like last time, and stood in front of Pablo, "What? Bastard, don't you know how many people like me and old Morgan you abandoned for Little Lowry?"

Little Lowry and AK also rushed over, but Tony hesitated for a while and followed.

Here Mawota and old Mike are on top.

Several people were pushing and shoving, "Hey, calm down!" Old Qiao hurriedly maintained order, "If you dare to do something here, don't blame me for being rude!"

Pablo pointed to old Morgan, "Don't forget that I asked you to record, don't forget." He and Little Lowry went back and sat down.

"I eat according to my ability, without my saxophone..." The old Morgan's momentum immediately weakened a little after the disturbance just now.

"You have a fart, you old drunkard!" Little Lowry scolded.

"Look, ride on my head, they all look down on my old bones..." Old Morgan complained to Kenneth, "You have to take care of the young people nowadays."

"You broke the rules, old Morgan." The boss was very sober, "It was you who told about the lyrics. We can quarrel at home, but we must never talk about it outside."

"I said it, what did I say? Did I do it? I can't stand this anger, I'm jealous, what am I afraid of as an old man, you have millions, tens of millions..." He began to babble.

"Morgan, shut up!" Old Joe scolded.

He finally shut up.

"aps, is that you?" Kenneth looked at Song Ya, "Pablo said you ordered it."

"Probably." Song Ya shrugged. Old Morgan couldn't handle this kind of thing, and the old man was not very courageous. He might sell himself backhanded in the future, so it's better to admit it openly now.

"ou -fxxk!" Little Lowry jumped three feet high, "I'll give you a chance! I'll give you a chance to enter the industry for Tony's sake! You actually played this trick with me behind your back!?"

Song Ya fxxk went back, "Yeah, yeah, you guys got me behind the back first, Pablo did it first, what's wrong? I found a white girl to accuse me in front of the reporter, trying to destroy me! Think I don't know anything? "

"You have no fucking proof..."

"The evidence is easy to find. I told Old Joe. Could it be that you can do things cleanly in such a short time!? Huh?" Song Ya would never persuade him at this time, "Want to be the king of Chicago rap? Go out and shout to the media, call yourself the king of Chicago rap, see if anyone recognizes you, you trash, where are you now without my second-hand store? Valet car?"

"Alex..." Tony looked at Song Ya, as if he didn't even know the person in front of him.

"His wings are hard, can't you see it? Tony, his wings are hard, and he doesn't want to mess with us now. I shouldn't have given this kid a chance for the sake of you idiot!" Little Lori blushed angrily. The upper blue veins burst out.

Song Ya became angry when she heard this, "Don't talk to my brother like that! Don't call him an idiot, you idiot! He took the blame for you, have you forgotten? I spent a lot of money not letting him take the place You're in jail! And 'Silencer', still in jail, you bastard who doesn't stop causing trouble! Who's next? Who's in jail next? Didn't you draw lots? Is it you? ak? When will you go in, next month?"

"Little Lowry is not that kind of person aps, he is very good to his brothers." AK explained with a wry smile.

"Yeah! Don't pretend to be a brother with me! You don't even let Tony in the house!" Little Lowry pointed at Tony: "He, drinking and playing with women, going to nightclubs, stripping bars, and everything is paid by me,' Muffler' too! So is ak! Who the hell is a brother? You? You cheapskate, Hei Ge... Ge... Grande!"