Hayden drove the Volvo 960 at the door, and Ferge showed his face in front of the reporter, then got into the car and headed straight to the French restaurant he had been to last time.

Old Mike is also professional in getting rid of the reporter. He took most of the paparazzi riding on motorcycles away with this move. After putting a few more smoke bombs, Mawota drove over and took him, Song Ya and Al to leave quietly.

"Okay, sit up, no one should follow." After walking around in downtown Chicago for a few more times, 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 size has risen again. He can barely be considered a strong man now. Although he is incomparable to Mawota and Tony's body, his figure is more even. After dancing and equipment training, his abdominal muscles gradually become available.

"I have a pair of bulletproof vests in the back seat. Do you want to find a place to change it?" asked Old Mike.

"Forget it, that's too obvious." It's August, and the thin clothes can't hide the bulletproof vest. "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 not bad to me." Mawota said while driving.

"OK." Song Ya was relieved, "I won't be polite to you at this time. Things are a bit tricky, and I'm short of people."

Mawota nodded and focused on driving.

The car stopped downstairs of Lao Qiao Music, and several gang members with hellbobtail cat turbans stood there, "Hey, APLUS." They recognized Song Ya and no longer searched without saying anything like before. "Is it convenient?" A small leader walked up to signal.

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

As he spoke, the flower turbans searched their bodies very carefully and found two pistols and two knives from old Mike, "Old White, your guy is not bad."

The little leader was aware of the goods, and he said while playing with the pistol.

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

There was no change in Old Qiao here, and I don’t know how he recorded the albums of the four aunts. Tuner Eric was not there either. He was a member of Hell’s Shorttail Cat along the way.

"Hey, APLUS is really his own! Cool!" A teenager in his teenager blurted out when he saw Song Ya, and was quickly stopped by the old gang next to him. However, Song Ya still reached out to touch the boy with fists intimately. She wore a flower turban at such a young age. She should be a tough guy like the dead 'ET' before. At this age, there is no other way to get the upper hand to fight for the gang.

"APLUS..." The few people at Lao Qiao's office were not wearing flower turbans but were not very enthusiastic. Song Ya knew that they were the newly recruited followers of Xiao Luo Rui. During the probation period, Tony was imprisoned for the 'silencer', and he had to replenish his new blood.

"Wait." Old Mike was blocked by them.

"My bodyguard, my own people." Song Ya pushed their hands away and brought old Mike and Mawota and Al into it.

Boss Kenneth was holding a cigar in his mouth, elbows on the boss's desk, his eyes narrowed, Old Joe sat opposite him, Pablo sat on the other side, Little Lowry and Tony, AK sat on the sofa behind, Old Morgan sat near the door, and there was no other place to sit.

No one greeted him, Pablo and Little Lori looked like they were going to kill people. Song Ya ignored them and stood with the three of them temporarily against the wall.

"Ali..." Tony whispered on the other end of the sofa.

"Hey, Tony." Song Ya guessed that he shouldn't figure out the real situation, but with his cleverness, he might have felt something. He, who has always been active, is now a little depressed, with a slump in his face, full of thoughts.

"OK, everyone is all, my big stars." Kenneth said, "Speak out anything you need to say, Pablo, you start first, I'm very busy, and the venue is in no time."

"I said it straight, APLUS, Old Morgan, you broke the rules. I applied for arbitration out of politeness and morality, otherwise I can deal with you directly!"

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

"I took your mother's money, Pablo, I knew your mother before, really, I really took her money, you little boy!"

Old Morgan was very tough this time. I don’t know if it was because Song Ya’s big fight in the door that gave him confidence, “I think you were my agent for your dead mother. How did you treat me? I kicked me away. I’m fucking fed up. I even have to make careful purchases of wine in Nancheng. Watch you... Well? I spent all the money outside and spent all the world. How much did I get? You, Xiao Luori, and APLUS, millions? Tens of millions? I don’t have a single point, for your mother’s sake…”

"FXXK!" Pablo stood up and rushed towards Old Morgan, "You try to mention her again!"

Al ran out again like last time and pressed against Pablo, "How about it? Coward, for the sake of Little Lowry, don't you know how many people like me and Old Morgan have you abandoned?"

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

Mawota and old Mike are on top here.

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

Pablo pointed at Old Morgan, "Don't forget that I asked you to record it, don't forget." He and Xiao Lori and the others went back to sit down.

"I'm making a living by my ability, without my saxophone..." After being fussed like this just now, Old Morgan's momentum immediately became a little weakened.

"You have no abilities, you old alcoholic!" Little Lowry cursed.

"Look, you all ride on my head, you look down on me like this old bone..." Old Morgan complained to Kenneth, "You have to take care of the young people now."

"You're broken the rules, old Morgan." The boss was very clear, "You said the lyrics. We are all quarreling at home, but we must not take them outside to talk."

"I said, what did I say? Did you do it? I couldn't stand this, I was jealous. What are you afraid of, you millions, tens of millions..." He began to nag.

"Morgan, shut up!" Old Qiao cursed.

He finally closed his mouth.

"APLUS, is it you?" Kenneth boss looked at Song Ya, "Pablo said it was your commander."

"That's right." Song Ya shrugged. Old Morgan couldn't handle such a thing, and the old man was not very brave. Maybe he would sell himself backwards in the future. It's better to admit it openly now.

"YOU M-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 play this trick with me behind your back!?"

Song Ya FXXK went back, "Yeah, yeah, you guys are behind me first, Pablo is going to do it first, what's wrong? I found a white girl and went to the reporter to accuse me, wanting to ruin me! When I don't know anything?"

"You have no fucking evidence..."

"The evidence is easy to find. I told Lao Qiao. Can you do things cleanly in such a short time? Hum?" Song Ya would never be timid at this time. "Do you want to be the king of rap in Chicago? Go and be! Go out and shout to the media, calling yourself the king of rap in Chicago, see if anyone recognizes you, you are a waste, where are you now without my second-hand store? Valet party?"

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

"He has his wings hard, can't you tell? Tony, his wings are hard. He doesn't want to bird us now. I shouldn't have given this kid a chance for you idiot!" Little Lowry was so angry that his forehead was full of veins.

Song Ya was angry when she heard this, "Don't talk to my brother like this! Don't call him a fool, you a soft guy! Did you forget that he took the blame for you? I spent a lot of money to not let him go to jail for you! There is also a 'silencer', and you are still in jail. You are a waste who will not stop if you don't cause trouble for a day! Who is the next one? Who is the next one? Didn't you draw lots? Is it you? AK? When will you go in, next month?"

"Little Lowry is not that kind of person APLUS, he is very nice to his brothers." AK explained with a wry smile.
Chapter completed!