The front and rear three cars left Highland Park, inevitably followed by a group of 'tails', a paparazzi carrying a camera, desperately standing up in the back seat of the motorcycle, chasing to the parallel position of the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz in the middle, and shooting in front of the black hole window.

"APLUS AND HIS ENTOURAGE LEFT HIGHLAND PARK AND DROVE TO O'HARE INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, MAYBE HE'S PLANNING TO GO TO DUBLIN TO SEE HIS SON?"

A live report from the local gossip radio station was playing in the car, "Didn't he have a private jet?" One of the guests asked.

"I don't think Mariah Carey would let him use the private jet they shared for that purpose." The host laughed evilly.

"Switch, Mike." Song Ya couldn't listen anymore.

Old Mike casually changed the channel.

"My brother is still too young, don't believe it, I really told in the ear of APLUS countless times, I said that you must be careful of those women with bad intentions, they will even go behind your back and quietly poke holes in the sleeve, just to conceive a star child, and then turn your head to raise a little white face after 18 years of high child support...... I will also accept an interview from time to time, run an announcement, and sleep can be consumed by them for more than ten years, and there are many routines, and I can't finish it for three days and three nights. That poor little baby may have been beaten by Xue Linfen's new boyfriend since she was a child, really, without exaggeration...... I'm from here. ”

Big A is heartbreaking for herself, scolding Xue Linfen and those women who are routine stars.

"Will it?" Big A is indeed a person who has come over, if it weren't for the child support for the two children after the divorce, and he wouldn't be in a hurry to rent out the already small radio station to himself back then, Song Ya couldn't help but start worrying about the future of Little Robb, "Will she really be beaten by her new boyfriend?" He asked Linda.

"Look at people, after all, they are not biological, they must be a little worse." Linda replied.

"Call Big A." Song Ya ordered.

"Al, take a replacement, I'll answer the phone." Big A on the radio said.

"Be careful what you say! Don't irritate Robb's mother now! Song Ya scolded him: "Net M-Fxxk will do me a favor!" ”

"Oh, oh, I see......" Big A resignedly hung up.

"Hah! I'm back listeners! Let's get it back to that, you NGers are jealous, jealous that my brother can sleep with the prettiest white chick......"

“……”

Song Ya held her forehead, "Let's change the table again, Mike." ”

Old Mike ignored him and turned on the walkie-talkie, "Right now." Then he slammed the steering wheel, and all three cars suddenly turned into a fork in the road at the same time.

"APLUS wants to dump us!"

The paparazzi also shouted on their own radio channels, and some of the cars behind did not react and drove straight down, but most of the motorcycles still followed nimbly, leaving black arc brake marks on the road near the fork in the road.

The convoy drove through the blocks and into a parking building.

Before the paparazzi could follow up, Mike Sr. escorted Song Ya into the dilapidated Chrysler Fifth Avenue where he had parked in advance as fast as he could, and then waited for the other bodyguards to drive the three cars out and take away all the paparazzi. He observed for another ten minutes before driving out of the parking lot and heading to the prison where Old Joe was serving his sentence.

Song Ya's mind was finally able to calm down for a while, according to the traditional concept of Chinese Americans, he must provide Robb with a good life, he can't do it like his cousin Connie, stuffing his own son to the homeless family to raise......

Eli and they have begun crisis public relations, and now the negative impact on themselves is not as big as imagined, and the pre-marital concept of the people of the United States is becoming more and more open, this kind of thing is normal, especially for the celebrity group.

In the impression of the media in the United States, she and Xue Linfen belong to two people who can't fight, an African-American hip-hop singer, a second-tier actress known for her gorgeous face in old Hollywood, and their discussion is also as unfavorable to Xue Linfen as Big A, because it is obvious that she was just promoted to a billionaire at the beginning of the year, and Xue Linfen has suffered a fiasco at the box office in addition to the "Basket of Adultery" in recent years, and a basket of adultery is just a spoof instinct to follow the trend.

She is getting more and more outdated, and has disappeared since last year, and she is getting older, and she has the motivation to give birth to a child.

Because of this, the media was very interested in how the two got together, and Charlise Theron's skinny former follower took the opportunity to earn a lot of publicity fees.

The three celebrity couples who are now popular in the United States are Johnny Depp and Kate Moss, MJ and Elvis Presley's daughter Lisa Presley, and Mariah Carey. Therefore, a media made a character relationship table and turned out Xue Linfen's early relationship with Johnny Depp.

All kinds of messy interpretations have made this matter more and more popular, and several indirect parties are very satisfied, and the vice president of Dow called yesterday to 'praise' himself, and Universal Pictures also took the opportunity to link the Dancing My Life movie with this gossip news for pre-publicity, which is completely free of eyeballs, and does not attract white or not.

In short, this matter is not a big mistake for men as long as they are not married, and the pressure is mainly on the side of the women, including Shirlenfen and Mariah Carey, who have to endure countless gossip.

Song Ya felt deeply guilty, the price of just trying to be cool for a while was very uncontrollable, fortunately, Mariah Carey had no intention of canceling the engagement ceremony for the time being, and when this matter was thoroughly clarified and handled, she still had to go to New York to plead guilty, she should be able to save this relationship, and she couldn't let the marriage tie fail......

When the destination arrived, Old Mac parked the car on the side of the road opposite the prison, which is relatively remote, but because it is a prison, the door is very empty, except for a bus stop not far away, there is generally no car to stay in the vicinity, so the lonely Fifth Avenue is quite eye-catching.

Fortunately, Peter Frock has a very large network in law enforcement, and the prison administrators don't mind doing a little help, and they release Old Joe on time.

Lao Qiao was dressed very neatly and formally today, with a bright pocket towel in the pocket of his white suit, and a leather duffel bag in his hand, he turned around and chatted with a few prison guards with a smile, and then walked out of the prison gate and looked up at the sky for a long time.

Old Mike didn't bother him, and only honked his horn when he had collected his mood and started looking around.

Old Joe smiled and beckoned to this side, and strode across the road.

"Is the money ready to buy the copyright of Lao Qiao's music songs?" Song Ya only remembered at this time that he had promised Lao Qiao to buy the rights to second-hand stores and songs such as Saa Magni, but there was no way, there were too many things to think about in his mind these days.

"You haven't officially negotiated the price yet, but I think you have enough money." Linda replied.

"That's good."

In addition to two million to win five percent of Mark Anderson's new Mosaic browser company, Song Ya has not made any investments and made much money from 94 to now. Paying taxes, paying the money for buying a private jet with Mariah Carey, an engagement ring, and preparing for an engagement ceremony, he still has 30 million working capital, and it shouldn't cost much to buy the copyright of old Joe Music's old songs.

"THANK YOU FOR PICKING ME UP, LITTLE APLUS." Old Joe opened the door of the back seat and sat in.

"I'm sorry, Joe, but I can't be photographed at the prison gate." Song Ya hugged him warmly, "But I prepared a celebration party for you in the evening, and they are all my own people." ”

"Thank you." Old Joe's health is much better than before he was imprisoned, his arms are very strong, the corners of his eyes are full of tears, and his tone can't help but be a little choked.

"Just go to me? Let's go back to Old Joe's music first. Song Ya patted him on the back and asked.

"Let's go to you first, Barron will go too, right?" Old Joe asked.

"Of course, don't try to get rid of him if you don't pay the lawyer's fees." Song Ya quipped.

"These damn lawyers." Old Joe laughed and scolded.

Old Mack started the car and turned around and drove towards Highland Park.

"I heard the news about you and that white Hollywood actress in prison yesterday, have a baby, huh? At your age, you probably should have it too. Lao Qiao's reaction was no different from that of other black friends, who felt that this was normal, but couldn't help but tease Song Ya with words.

"It's not officially figured out yet." Song Ya had no choice but to say so.

"Is Eric okay?"

"Of course, he works for my record company and does tuning."

The two talked about their former friends again, the doorman of Old Joe's music, the tattooed Carl who was currently serving his sentence in another prison, and he helped Old Joe carry the crime of concealing weapons and the sentence was longer.

"I'm going to throw a big party for him when he comes out." Lao Qiao said very emotionally that the aunts of the TANK group he picked up had all been scattered, and only occasionally gathered together to perform Saa Magni to make money, or blamed each other in public channels, I heard that no one came to visit Lao Qiao, and it was even more impossible to blame or something.

"It should be ......," Song Ya said.

"Damn it!"

Old Mike, who was driving quietly, suddenly cursed, braked the car heavily, Linda in the passenger seat screamed, Song Ya and Lao Qiao's heads were smashed on the backrest of the front seat by inertia, and before they could react, Old Mike started the car again and fell backwards rapidly.

Song Ya was thrown tightly against the car door again, and vaguely saw that the road in front of him was blocked by a cross-cutting car, and several black people got out of the car, and the sky was already a little dark, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

"It looks like an ambush!"

Old Mike yelled as he reversed in the rearview mirror.

"Ambush? Who!? Song Ya's heart tightened, and he didn't offend any gang members recently!

"Oh! SHXT！ Old Mike didn't answer, and the rear of the car was blocked by a car that suddenly appeared behind the road, making a crisp crashing sound, and he slammed the steering wheel.

"Hey! Don't do this! Stop! Stop! The black man who got out of the car directly blocked the way with his body, he held a gun in his hand, but instead of pointing at the car, he opened his hands and the muzzle of the gun was up.

"Don't!" Old Joe beside him shouted.

Old Mike braked again, and the front of the car was less than a meter away from the black man's legs.

"Who are they?" Old Mike also took out his gun and asked Old Joe angrily.

"The Bobtail of Hell." Old Joe squinted his eyes and looked out the window, "It should be them." ”

About five or six black men came out of the front and rear cars, and they pointed guns at the inside of the car and slowly approached.

Someone came and opened the driver's door, "Don't move!" Old Mike was held to the chin with a gun, and immediately he was also pointed at several guns.

"Hey! Put down your guns, old man, and you put them down too! The black man who stood in the way shouted, "It's me!" Old Joe, let's talk to you, APLUS is also there, right? ”

“Fxxk！ You can wait for me to go out and call directly, or send someone to say hello! Jamal! Old Joe rolled down the window and yelled at the guy named Jamal, "You're going to kill people like this!" ”

"I'm sorry, Joe, but the billionaire in the car never bothered us, and I couldn't usually find a chance to talk to him."

Jamal glanced at Song Ya through the car window, "Come on, big star, go to the public housing area, let's have a good chat." It took me a lot of brain cells to ask you to move, you kid is quite emotional, and my subordinates also said that you may not come to pick up Joe out of prison in person, but I didn't expect you to really come. ”

Song Ya glanced at this premature aging appearance with a face full of excessive sucking, wearing the flower turban of the hell bobtail, a little familiar guy, he vaguely heard Big A mention that the boss of the hell bobtail is called Jamal, yes, this person seems to have been the follower of the big guy Kenneth in the past, not the kind of right-hand man, but those right-hand men are now dead, and those who are in prison are all over. In fact, he has only been in the position for a long time, and since Kenneth disappeared, the position of the boss of the Hell Bobtail has changed frequently.

"Do you have to go to the public housing area?" Song Ya looked at him coldly, "We didn't have a holiday Jamal, my brother said that he had a relationship with you, if there is anything you can ask them to talk about." ”

"It's inconvenient to find someone to talk about some things, come on, big star." Jamal shook the gun in his hand, "Don't mess with me. ”

"APLUS, LISTEN TO HIM." Old Joe advised, "Mike, put the gun down, don't do anything stupid." ”

There was already a bunch of, and he was made so much by the Hell Bobtail again, Song Ya was shocked and in a terrible mood, but the situation is stronger than people, and the Hell Bobtail should not want his own life, otherwise he would not be so restrained, "Mike, put the gun down." ”

Old Mike gritted his teeth, rolled his eyes and pulled the gun back, slowly inserted the gun back into his waist, and was immediately given a butt by the guy he had just put on his chin, and passed out on the steering wheel.

Linda screamed again.

"Shut up, bitch!" The other party took out a few strips of cloth, opened all his car doors, and skillfully blindfolded the eyes of the four people on his side.

"Even Kenneth used to know not to mess with rich people, Jamal, you wouldn't want to see me spend my money on your opponents and the police......"

Song Ya let them do it, but he didn't forget to try to find a chance to get out for himself, and he knew in his heart that it was not time to beg for mercy, so he was very tough in and out of his words, "I really didn't expect you to use this way to deal with your own people, I will forget it, Qiao is the old man in the gang......"

“Fxxk！ I'm like talking to you! If you hadn't been avoiding us, I wouldn't have done this! ”

Jamal pushed him into his car and remained silent all the way until he finally stopped in the public housing area, where Song Ya could not see but could smell the familiar smell of fried food in the hallway from the last time he came.

The elevator opened, and he was pushed around again, and finally he was pressed on a sofa, and the blindfold was removed, and after slightly adapting to the light, it was indeed the room where Kenneth saw him before, and the furniture and furnishings had changed a lot, but the tiger skin on the floor was still there.

"What about my people?" He only saw Old Joe sitting beside him.

"Don't worry, I won't touch them." Jamal pinned the gun to his waist, "Get out." He lifted his chin at his men.

There were only three people left in the room, "Kenneth wouldn't use such a lowly trick to get his own people." Old Joe said in a deep voice.

"Pretty operation, isn't it?"

Jamal didn't care, but was very complacent, "If it's for ransom, I can make a lot of money by successfully kidnapping a billionaire." ”

"Hey! APLUS is its own person! The generation of real M-Fxxk is not as good as the generation! Old Qiao was so angry that he scolded.

"Guess how we knew he was going to show up?" Jamal pointed at Song Ya and said to Old Joe: "Isn't it that you are in prison and brag to everyone you know how much APLUS respects you, and you will definitely come to pick you up when you get out of prison?" ”

"Uh......" Old Joe's face flushed, "M-Fxxk......"

"Don't waste time, I can't be missing for too long, or everyone in my company will start looking for it, and it won't be difficult for them to find here." Song Ya doesn't feel like Jamal is trying to kidnap her, which is not in line with the rules, after all, there are many people in the Hell Bobtail who are happy to have a big star who has a relationship with Gang Yin.

"OK, I'll be straight."

Jamal is indeed much lower than the boss Kenneth's 'rank', "It's very simple, we used to hand over 70% of our income to GD every year, but now GD hasn't protected us for a long time, and all the territory has to rely on the brothers' real fights, and I haven't gotten any instructions from above for more than three months, and GD is finished...... So, I'm not going to pay that money again. He said as he walked up and down in front of the two of them.

It turns out that GD is going to draw 70% from the gangs below, so ruthless, no wonder it claimed to have tens of thousands of gunmen in its heyday.

"So what?" Old Joe asked.

"It's a lot of money, and I need someone to help make it legal." Jamal said, "You have to help. ”

Once the business is related to the gangsters, coupled with money laundering, Song Ya knows that he will never be able to get rid of it in this life.

In fact, the record and film business is a very good money laundering channel, and Goodman used to say that it was very strange why the hell bobtail didn't come to the door to find a way to launder money, it turned out that most of their own income had to be handed over, and the gang war was very fierce recently, and it is estimated that there is not much money left to launder.

But it seems that this kind of peaceful day is coming to an end, and Song Ya can't help but sweat on his forehead.

"The FBI and the IRS are staring at us, and Old Joe was sent to prison by the IRS, you don't think money laundering is a simple matter, do you?" He tried to resist with his mouth, his mind spun quickly, and he thought about a way to get out. Money laundering is absolutely not involved, and he feels that it may be safer to spend some money to kill Jamal in front of him.

"Don't bluff me, although I didn't have a high status in the gang before, I've also seen what Kenneth does. Now it's up to me to decide...... Joe, don't tell me you haven't laundered money for the big guy before. ”

Jamal opened the drawer, and bundles of petty cash were piled on the boss's desk, "Look! I can't treat you badly, it's so much easier than selling records. ”

"Hehe, you don't understand, when the time comes, we will all go in and go to prison for the rest of our lives."

Gradually being impressed by the mountains of banknotes, Lao Qiao couldn't be moved, "I'm old, I just got out of prison, and I'm planning to enjoy a free retirement life." ”

“APLUS？” Jamal gestured to Songya with a bundle of bills.

"Why don't I give you a sum of money every year, and you find someone else to do it?" Song Ya couldn't look down on it even more.

"Hah! I see, you don't respect me, you should be a fart when I speak, right? Jamal pulled out the gun from his lower back, stuck his index finger in the trigger, and spun it casually, "It's not a request, it's an order, otherwise I'll go on a killing spree......"

"Don't, in this way, let's take our time...... "Old Joe is more experienced than Song Ya, "Wait for me to go back to Lao Joe Music first, and straighten out the business again, and then let's try it with a small sum first, APLUS don't participate for the time being, his goal is too big, and now he is being stared at by reporters." ”

"It's pretty much the same, but I don't have much patience, and I'm going to run out of cash soon." Jamal nodded, "I want a concrete plan, now." ”

“APLUS！”

Song Ya knew that Lao Qiao was dragging it, and was quietly handing out a grateful look, when a black voice suddenly sounded behind him, looking very surprised.

"Binny, go outside and wait, I'm talking about things!" Jamal lashed out at the source of the voice.

"Hey! Don't do that, uncle. ”

A black man walked in, wearing only a floral shirt and two M1911s pinned to his front waist very casually, he leaned in front of Song Ya, face to face, "Remember me?" ”

"You are?" The other party was very young, Song Ya didn't recognize it at first sight, but the voice was a little familiar, "Oh, Binny!?" You are ......"

He remembered that the gunman who was shouting "Long Live GD" in a nightclub in Harlem was nicknamed 'Little Benny', but his appearance was very different, even if there were some changes in his physical development......

"It's me, haha!"

It's really this wanted criminal, he opened his mouth happily, pointed to the two golden and diamond-encrusted front teeth, and said: "I knocked out those two nasty front teeth, and I got plastic surgery, haha, you don't know, I was almost killed by that Mexican quack, he didn't even have a medical license." ”

This guy didn't finish talking, he didn't seem to take Jamal in his eyes, he lifted his flower shirt again, and turned around, "Look, I also asked him to help tattoo all the words you sang to K-Ci that day, you are my idol APLUS, you will never forget the way you scolded him on stage and couldn't say a word, haha, you are too strong!" My companion and I listened to it with great enthusiasm! Let's see, is there a wrong tattoo? ”

Well, the wanted criminal is his own fan brother, Song Ya's brain is about to explode, 'All that talking, boy, stop, Heard you dancing, boy, stop......' The other party's back is densely tattooed with SINALOA's lyrics, which he did sing on stage at the time, the tattoo is very bad, and the cyan font is crooked, but there is nothing wrong with it, "It's not wrong, it's beautiful." He said.

"Alright, let's get out, Binny......" Jamal said helplessly in the back.

"Wait, just a moment."

However, the boss of the gang didn't seem to have much deterrent effect on him, and he continued to say with a hippie smile: "I killed the Mexican doctor if I said a wrong word, haha...... Da Da was like the one in Harlem, it was so cool, but unfortunately I was carried away by the insulting remarks made by the K-Ci guy to Little Lowry, otherwise I would have bragged about my dad with the first shot. ”

Oh, my God...... It was better not to let the FBI know that he had said this to me, and Song Ya would rather not have heard what he said.

"But it's not bad, those Harlem people are scared of us now, aren't they? Unfortunately, my companion was also there. ”

Little Binny has no front teeth, and his appearance is more mature, as if his lips and nose have been straightened, not as ugly as before, but the half-grown boy's indifferent attitude when talking about human life makes Song Ya feel a little creepy, not like the kind of indifference that Kenneth has a fierce look in his eyes, but when a very ordinary thing is said, it is like talking about drinking and eating, and his behavior still maintains the childlike ...... in some places Naive?

"Yes, they are afraid." Song Ya could only follow his words.

"Oh! Oh! That's right! ”

He was excited and suddenly thought of something, pointing to the tattoo on his back, "Do you still have this song?" I heard the radio DJ say it could be a whole song. ”

"No, I came up with the word Battle on the spot, and I didn't pay attention to it after I finished speaking." Song Ya replied.

"Really? That's a pity, by the way, I'm back in Chicago now, but I can't continue to use my old nickname, do you have a name for this song. ”

"UH, SINALOA." Song Ya truthfully told the name of the Apocalypse song.

"Cool! I'll be called Sinaloa from now on, you all call me that, OK? Uncle, how's it going? How about the name? "He was overjoyed.

"It's a South American place name, Binny, and we're not Latins."

Jamal complained, "The Mexican gangs will laugh at us." ”

"Fuck it, that's what I'll call, I've decided." His face was full of indifference, "The doctor who happened to give me plastic surgery is Mexican." ”

"Alright, okay, get out, Binny, we'll talk about that later." Jamal nudged him impatiently.

"Hey! Don't call me Binny anymore, I said I'm called Sinaloa now. Dissatisfied, he pulled Jamal's hand away.

"Get out! Beanie! Don't make me say it a second time! ”

Jamal is also in tune with him, and the brain circuits of these gangsters are a little abnormal, "I'm the boss, or your uncle!" Don't think that if you have done meritorious service in New York, you can treat me no big or small, get out! ”

"Okay, okay......"

He spread his hands, "Forget it for today, you're going to call me Sinaloa ...... later," he muttered as he walked out.

"Fxxk, that's always the kid...... Want to drink something? ”

Jamal asked Song Ya and Old Joe.

"No need." Song Ya waved his hand.

"Give me coffee, you scared me out of Jamal today." Old Joe laughed and complained.

"I'm sorry, but I actually wanted to talk to you and APLUS."

This guy doesn't know which tendon is wrong, or wants to re-establish authority in front of the two? "Bring two cups of coffee to my guests, little Binny!" deliberately shouted outside the door with his throat pulled, and the last sound dragged on for a long time, "Hahaha......" and laughed strangely.

"Money laundering ......" he got back to business.

"I said call me Sinaloa......"

Song Ya and Lao Qiao Xu had been with each other for about ten minutes, and little Binny came in with two cups of coffee with an unhappy face, put them on the table, and left without a word.

"Hurry up the next time you're asked to work, Benny."

Jamal handed the coffee to Song Ya and Old Joe.

'Phew! ’

There was a sudden loud bang at the door, which shook Song Ya's ears and screamed, and he didn't bother to take Jamal's coffee, and his body immediately curled up and dodged in the opposite direction.

"I told you not to call me Binny!"

Little Benny roared and rushed in, the muzzle of his gun still smoking, 'Phew! Another shot opened another bloody hole in Jamal's chest, and only then did the opponent's body fall to the ground, and the coffee cup smashed against the tiger's skin with a slight muffled sound.

"Can't you hear!? Well!? You can't hear me!? ”

'Phew! Bang! Bang! ’

Little Benny pours bullets out of the gun clip at the corpse of the Hellcat Bobtail Boss on the ground.

Everything suddenly fell silent, and he remained in a shooting position.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps at the door, and several black gangs walked in, and Song Yaxin, who had just recovered from the shock, raised his throat.

"He's your uncle, Binny!" An elderly gang snatches the gun from little Benny's hand.

"He doesn't respect me."

Little Binny was still indignant, and the gang that came in didn't seem to want to do anything to him, stared blankly at Jamal's corpse, and didn't say a word, allowing him to walk to the door and turn around.

"Also, don't call me Binny in the future."