Song Ya understood this time, swallowed slightly, and when the words came to her lips, some of the past came to her mind, "Of course, that guy has always been a hidden danger for me." About a few minutes later, he replied to the other party.
"I see." Peter winked at him playfully.
Chicago 1990 Chapter 622: Deadandgone
"Tony, what are you doing?"
A little melancholy, he left the Flock law firm. Song Ya now especially wanted to find someone to chat with. He checked the phone number stored in his phone and called his cousin, "Still in San Francisco?"
"Alex!?"
Tony on the other end of the phone panicked, "Hey! Get up, don't press me down!" He complained to someone, and then heard Xisuoso's clothes and women's complaints from the receiver, "Are you in San Francisco?" he asks.
"You didn't go to work?" Song Ya raised her wrist to check the time, frowning.
"Uh, I feel a little uncomfortable today, the silencer is there, no problem."
Tony is now the security chief of the A+ Apparel Factory in San Francisco, with a silencer as his deputy. Of course, Scout also knows who they are. He will find a professional responsible for the specific affairs. Song Ya also turns his eyes on his sabotage. , Just do the eyeliner work well, "Is nothing wrong over there?"
"No, Scout has been busy all the way around, exhibiting shops everywhere, more and more employees, everyone is getting busy, people come and go, ha ha..."
Tony talks a lot when he feels guilty, "Oh, yes, I heard that there was a worker at the Huaguo Garment Factory who sewed our two-piece suit. Can you imagine it? That's... Haha, the long-sleeved T-shirt inside only has a fake neckline and fake sleeves. In fact, it is sewn together with the short-sleeved T-shirt. No, it's just a piece of clothing. It can only be counted as a piece of clothing. From the eyes of others, it looks like two things..."
"Uh, can you save a lot of fabrics in this way? The cost and selling price will be cheaper?" Song Ya accurately grasped the main points from his rapported nagging.
"Scott said the same thing. Yesterday he was so happy when he saw the sample and said he was going to apply for a patent!"
Tony slapped his legs over there and laughed, "But I told the silencer, oh man, if it was me, I bought two clothes, but I couldn’t take it off. It turned out to be one haha, two clothes. Can you imagine the neckline and sleeves?"
"We didn't expect it. Someone can think of it. It's a wonderful little idea."
Song Ya replied.
"Oh, by the way, I heard that Big Kenneth killed him back to Nancheng?" Tony asked again.
"Shit! Don't talk about this Tony on the phone. How many times have I told you." Song Ya scolded him.
"Oh, okay, okay, I won't say anything, eh, by the way, what are you calling to ask?"
"Fxxk, you babbled and forgot what I was going to say, I think... Forget it, it's okay, maybe I just want to hear your voice."
"Shxt, don't numb my brother, I can guess, you want to talk about the wedding, right? Mom asked me and Silencer to go to Bedford Heights in February to help prepare for the wedding, okay?"
"Of course I can say hello to Mimi."
Song Ya hung up and called Mariah Carey for instructions.
At the same time, a fried chicken shop in Nancheng.
"Yo! Yo! See who is here."
Song Ya’s loyal fan Denise’s eldest brother is now one of GD’s opponents, a middle-level leader of the P Stone Gang. He is half lying on the deck, surrounded by younger brothers, seeing a group of people who have just entered the door loudly yin and yang. Get up, "Kenneth, where have you been hiding these two years? Long time no see."
"who are you?"
Big Kenneth sat down opposite him contemptuously, "Where is your former boss?"
His subordinates and each other glared at each other. Someone lifted up his clothes and revealed the handle of the gun at his waist. The atmosphere between the two gangs of old blacks was instantly tense.
"Fold it in Sinaloa's hands."
Brother Denise lowered his face and looked at Kenneth coldly, "I will take care of this now."
"OK, that's already a thing of the past." Kenneth said lightly, with no response.
"Ha! Don't think I can't recognize you by changing the name of the Hell Bobcat." Brother Denise laughed angrily.
"Comeon, we have made peace, haven't we?"
Kenneth handed over the dinner plate in front of him, "This, count it here." He moved the dinner plate to the left and picked up a glass of Coke. "This is the gas station opposite."
He pointed to the window, across the street, there was a gas station with poor business, "Our site is separated from here..." He took the Coke to the right, and found the hot dog sausage that Danes had half eaten, and put it in the meal. Between the plate and the Coke.
"Shit, don't expect me to spit out the site in vain." Brother Denise had a seizure immediately, picked up the Coke, and placed it on the plate again.
"I just had a meeting with your boss, remember?" Kenneth lay on the backrest of the deck without rushing and lazily.
"Guess what I think? Kenneth, you are a coward. If it were in 1992, I might still be a little jealous of you, but now? Haha, you were immediately scared when the police cleared the housing area. Leave your brother and run alone, or... are you going to be a taint witness for the police?"
Brother Denise is not stupid. He looked at Kenneth’s little brothers, swearing every word, “I want to say, although Sinaloa killed my boss, all of us respect him, right? "
He looked at his subordinates again, and after receiving a nod from a few people, he continued: "He is the Nger who is really doing big things. He is cruel enough and more convincing than you. Shxt! Finally, he can get an FBI detective. Go to **** together, I **** serve! You? Kenneth, you are now a guy who doesn't know which nursing home came back to pick a cheap one. You don't deserve to sit here and talk to me about the turf."
"I don't care, it doesn't matter what you say, anyway, it's me who is standing in front of you alive, not Tin...Little Binny."
Kenneth also laughed, "In short, our site is still on the front line. If you don't plan to obey your boss's arrangements, we will have more exchanges in the future."
He stood up, took a napkin and wiped his hands. "Think about it. I'll give you... three days. Let's go."
Regardless of Brother Denise, who was sitting with a fierce light, he left the fried chicken shop staggeringly with his men.
"The lawyer is looking for you." As soon as he got in the car, the driver reported: "He's..."
"Then drive."
Kenneth asked him to take himself to the place, then get out of the car and go to the secret meeting Barron alone.
"Someone wants you..." Barron didn't talk too much nonsense, and directly confided the matter in his ear.
Kenneth's expression became serious, and he remained silent 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, "Reply to them, I will consider first..."
"Space for no consideration, Kenneth." Barron shook his head.
"Fxxk!"
Kenneth was no longer depressed, and cursed: "You shouldn't have told me the secret code Barron at the time! Now things are getting bigger and bigger... You don't know what I saw that day! What I heard!"
"Hey! Are you not?"
Barron was also anxious, "Don’t tell me what you saw and heard, I don’t dare to know! Has the two years of hiding in Tibet really consumed your will? You don’t do them. I will also find someone else to do it, and we will both be unlucky then! Do you think they are those street bad guys? Huh?"
"Fxxk! Fxxk!"
Kenneth kept spitting out swear words, "I sent Little Binney to help Little Lori get revenge back then. I knew I..."
"Now the world has changed Kenneth. Some people have grown into our irresistible existence, and some people have fallen into the dust. You can understand this. You are not a lunatic like Little Binny. Only you can bring us back to the past. That's a peaceful time! OK?"