"How is the quality of the people I found?" Fergie asked for credit in her ear.
"VeryNICE!" Song Ya rewarded her with a kiss.
Letsdoitdoitdoit
Herewecome
Herewego
Wegottarock...
Easycome
Easygo
Nowweontop
Feeltheshot
Bodyrock
Rockitdon\'tstop
Roundandround
Upanddown
Aroundtheclock
The four of them got together, Song Ya had already started casually on the sweaty people, "WTF!" He was shocked when he suddenly saw a green ‘monster’ coming towards him.
"Hahahaha!" The monster made up of green light laughed successfully, it was Tony's voice.
"Tony, FXXKYOU!" Song Ya cursed at this brother who always likes to be a light bulb.
This guy suddenly wiped his face, not knowing something squishy, "You fucking..." Song Ya quickly stretched out his hand to wipe it, and when he saw, even his hands were stained with strong green in the darkness. Light.
The three girls and Tony all pointed to themselves and laughed, and there was a dull laugh from the silencer not far away.
"How does this seem to be..." Song Ya looked familiar, how could it seem to be the fluorescent agent produced by his own Baen Chemical!
"Yes! When I went with you, they stuffed a few cans of samples in my car!" Tony laughed loudly.
Song Ya looked at the fluorescent glasses on his face and the funny fluorescence around his mouth. Suddenly, he was stunned. A song and MV called IgottaFeeling suddenly rushed into his mind. There was still Fergie in it, or the original song of WhereIsTheLove. Class people.
In the MV, the fluorescent agent seems to be a necessary toy for the body. People are dancing and laughing in the dark, only the fluorescent of geometric patterns is suspended in the air to draw bright colors.
"What's the matter with you?" Amy Adams noticed something wrong with him and pulled at his clothes.
"Tony, come here!"
He pulled his brother out of the dance floor and kept walking into the villa. Yeremov and others who didn't like that occasion were drinking and chatting inside, "Hey, don't be angry, I'll just have fun." Tony thought he was really angry.
"Aren't you afraid that this is poisonous?" Song Ya asked loudly.
"Isn't it labeled non-toxic and harmless? I can read the word." Tony showed him the metal can with the silencer behind, "please rinse in time if you get into your eyes and mouth... I won't get it into your eyes or mouth. Yes. Don't be serious about spoiling the atmosphere, my brother." He pointed to the third daughter who had followed him because he didn't know what to do.
"Is it non-toxic and harmless if it is labeled as non-toxic and harmless?" Song Ya's mind began to turn.
"It turns out that your company sells fakes..." Tony stopped in time, feeling that he had discovered something.
"Don't talk nonsense, the scientists at Baen Chemical are very rigorous..."
Song Ya reached into the metal can carried by the silencer and took it out. The whole hand seemed to be wearing a glowing glove, which was much stronger than the neon bulbs on the stage that the mechanical dancers need to connect to wires or large batteries. No wonder it will be used at parties in the future.
"Isn't it interesting?" Tony said with a smile.
Song Ya stared at him.
"Okay, okay, I made a mistake and stopped playing, you are really boring." Tony raised his hand and surrendered.
Song Ya rushed forward and hugged him on the head, and gave him a hard kiss.
"Bah..." Tony wiped his mouth again and again.
"Let's continue!" Song Ya grabbed the jar from the silencer, took the lead and rushed back to the dance floor, learning how Tony took the fluorescent agent inside and wiped it on people.
"Ah! I hate! My fur!" Fergie screamed, and fished out a bunch of ‘mush’ from the jar, and painted Song Ya a clown’s sausage mouth.
"Hahaha!" After the battle, several people looked at each other and laughed like fools. Amy Adams was painted with a'panda' makeup, while Shakira wore a thick green eyebrow. Song Ya was the focus of the attack. , The hair is green on the upper body and the fluorescence is bright.
In the distance, Tony and the silencer brought two more cans, and the other guests began to play.
"Keep jumping! Jump every day!" The DJ on the stage was still agitating the atmosphere.
Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursay
Friday
Saturday
Saturday&Sunday
getgetgetgetgetaround
Youknowwhatwesay
Partyeveryday
Partyeveryday
HooHoo...
In the early morning, everyone drank a lot of alcohol, which could only last for half an hour, and the fluorescent agent that might not be available had already expired.
Some anxious men and women have begun to linger in the dark.
"I want to take a shower, right now!" Fergie walked into the villa drunkly.
Song Ya supported Shakira and Amy, who was running straight down, "Old Song!"
"Boss, come." Song Asheng sent them into a large bathroom that hadn't been repaired yet, but was connected to water and electricity, and was complete with showers, jacuzzis, and so on.
"I just said that my hunch could not be wrong..." Song Ya muttered to herself.
AndIgottaafeeling
Thattonight\'sgonnabeagoodnight
Thattonight\'sgonnabeagoodnight
Thattonight\'sgonnabeagoodgoodnight
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 349: Fluorescent agent promotion
Carnival, hangover, wonderful and absurd, three poles in the sun, Song Ya boarded the balcony on the second floor, leaning on the railing to look far.
"Why are they still here?" His head was a little dizzy, and the daylight was dazzling. He saw the dancers and DJs still near the stage.
"Old Joe had another one today, you forgot?"
Taraji, who had changed into a large men's T-shirt, replied that she never went out after sending the equipment into the bathroom last night.
"He has been in custody for more than forty-eight hours, right?"
Thinking of the voice of Old Qiao who happily called himself to make an appointment, Song Ya felt a little bit sad, "Call Goodman."
The universal assistant dialed the phone. Song Ya asked about the progress of Lao Qiao's case, but still failed to bail. The possession of drugs was done by the two aunts in the TANK group. The amount was not large. Both of them pleaded guilty and were released on bail. Carl, the tattooed man at the door, admitted to possessing illegal guns and some violent crimes. It is estimated that he will be sentenced to more than two years. The accountant of Lao Qiao Music shared some responsibilities for violating the bill law. Others include tax evasion and participation. The suspects of organizing crime, murder, etc., cannot escape, and the prosecutor intends to use some conclusive evidence to imprison him first.
"If you look at it this way, the prosecution is determined, and there is FBI's promotion behind it. The chance of bail is slim. Only after he is taken into custody, I will find an opportunity to visit the prison to talk to him."
Goodman said: "According to GD's number of ways, you may find a younger brother to overcome the felony of old Joe, but now GD itself is difficult to protect, so everything is hard to say."
Song Ya is also helpless. After the joint action of law enforcement agencies, the underground order of Chicago is bound to be reshuffled. This may not be a good thing for him. But before the moment, he should solve the problem of the fluorescent agent sales first. "Call their person in charge. ." He hung up the phone and lifted his chin toward the stage below.