Chapter 622 Dead and Gone

"Tony, what are you doing?"

Leaving Flock Law Firm with some melancholy, Song Ya wanted to talk to someone very much now, flipped through the phone number stored in her mobile phone, and called her cousin, "Still in San Francisco?"

"Alex!?"

Tony on the other end of the phone was very flustered, "Hey! Get up, don't press me down!" He complained to someone, and then came the receiver who was wearing clothes and complaining from a woman, "Are you coming to San Francisco?" he asks.

"You didn't go to work?" Song Ya raised her wrist to check the time, frowning.

"Uh, I'm a little uncomfortable today. The muffler is on, so it's fine."

Tony is now the head of security at the A+ Apparel San Francisco factory, and Muffler is his deputy. Of course, Scout knows who they are, and he will find a professional to take charge of the specific affairs. Song Ya also turns a blind eye to his sabotage , just do the eyeliner work well, "Is there nothing going on over there?"

"No, Scout has been busy running all over the place, showing stores everywhere, more and more employees, everyone is getting busier, people come and go, hehe..."

When Tony is guilty, he will talk a lot, "Oh, by the way, I heard that there is a worker at the Huaguo Garment Factory. He sewed our two-piece suits together. Can you imagine? It's just... Haha, the long-sleeved T-shirt inside has only a fake neckline and fake sleeves, which are actually sewn together with the short-sleeved T-shirt. From the eyes of others, it looks like two pieces..."

"Uh, this way can save a lot of fabric, can't it? The cost and price will be lower?" Song Ya grasped the point accurately from his rapping nagging.

"Scout said the same thing. He was overjoyed when he saw the sample yesterday, and said he was going to apply for a patent!"

Tony patted his leg over there and laughed, "But I said to the silencer, oh man, if it was me, I bought two clothes, but I couldn't take them off, it turned out to be one lol, one dress two Can you imagine the neckline and sleeves?"

"We didn't expect it, as long as someone can think of it, it's a wonderful little idea."

Song Ya replied.

"Oh, by the way, I heard that Big Boss Kenneth has returned to Nancheng?" Tony asked again.

"Shit! Don't say such things on the phone Tony, how many times have I told you." Song Ya scolded him.

"oh,

Okay, okay, I won't say anymore, hey, by the way, what did you call to ask? "

"Fxxk, you ramble and forget what I want to say, let me think about it...forget it, it's okay, maybe I just want to hear your voice."

"Shxt, don't be silly my brother, I can guess, you want to talk about the wedding, right? Mom asked me to go to Bedford Hills with Muffler in February to help with the wedding, is that okay?"

"Sure, I'll say hello to Mimi."

Song Ya hung up the phone and called Mariah Carey for instructions.

At the same time, a fried chicken restaurant in Nancheng.

"Yo! Yo! Look who's here."

The eldest brother of Song Ya's diehard fan Denise is now one of GD's enemies, a middle-level leader of the P stone gang, he is half lying on the booth, surrounded by younger brothers, and saw a group of people who just entered the door loudly and strangely Get up, "Kenneth, where have you been hiding for the past two years? Long time no see."

"Who are you?"

Boss Kenneth sat across from him contemptuously, "Where's your former boss?"

His subordinates and each other glared at each other, someone lifted up his clothes, revealing the gun handle at his waist, and the atmosphere between the two gangs of old blacks was instantly tense.

"It's in Sinaloa's hands."

Brother Denise lowered her face and looked at Kenneth coldly, "I will take care of this place now."

"OK, that's a thing of the past." Kenneth said lightly, without any reaction.

"Ha! Don't think I can't recognize you if you change the name of Hell Bobtail Cat." Brother Denise laughed angrily.

"Come on, we've made peace, haven't we?"

Kenneth casually took the dinner plate in front of the other party, "This is here." He moved the dinner plate to the left and picked up another glass of Coke, "This is the gas station opposite."

He pointed out the window, there was a gas station with poor business across the street, "Our territory is separated from here..." He took the Coke to the right, and found a half-eaten hot dog sausage from Denise's brother, and put it in the dining room Plate and Coke.

"Shit, don't expect me to spit out the territory for nothing." Brother Denise immediately broke out, picked up the Coke, and put it heavily on the dinner plate.

"Your boss and I just had a meeting, remember?" Kenneth said lazily and half-lyed on the back of the booth.

"Guess what I was thinking? Kenneth, you are a coward. If it was 1992, I might still be a little afraid of you, but now? Hehe, you were immediately scared when the police cleared the public housing area. You left your brother and ran away alone, or...you are going to be a tainted witness for the police?"

Brother Denise is not stupid, he looked at Kenneth's younger brothers, and said every word, "Let me say that although Sinaloa killed my boss, all of us respect him, right? "

He looked at his subordinates again, and after receiving nods from several people, he continued: "He is Nger who really does great things. He is ruthless, and he is more convincing than you. Shxt! Finally, he can get an FBI detective." Let's go to hell together, I'll fuck it! You? Kenneth, you're just a guy who came back from some nursing home to pick up cheap money, you don't deserve to sit here and talk about dividing up the territory with me."

"I don't care, I don't care what you say, anyway, I am standing in front of you alive and kicking, not Tin...Little Binny."

Kenneth also smiled, "In short, our territory is still on the 'front line', if we don't intend to obey your boss's arrangement, we will communicate more in the future."

He stood up, took out a napkin and wiped his hands, "Think about it, I'll give you... three days. Let's go."

Ignoring Brother Denise, who was sitting with a fierce look in his eyes, he staggered away from the fried chicken shop with his men.

"The lawyer is looking for you." As soon as he got in the car, the driver reported, "He is..."

"Then let's drive."

Kenneth asked him to take himself to the place, then got out of the car and went to meet Barron alone.

"Someone wants you..." Barron didn't say much nonsense, and directly whispered 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'll think about it first..."

"There is no room for consideration, Kenneth." Barron shook his head.

"Fxxk!"

Kenneth was no longer suppressed, and cursed: "You shouldn't have passed that ghost code to me, Barron! Now things are getting bigger and bigger... You don't even know what I saw that day! What I heard!"

"Hey! Aren't you?"

Barron was also anxious, "Don't tell me what you saw and heard, I don't dare to know! Has the two years of living in hiding really worn out your willpower? You don't want to touch them. I will also find other people to do it, and then we will both be unlucky! Do you think they are those street scumbags? Huh?"

"Fxxk! Fxxk!"

Kenneth kept spitting out obscenities, "I was the one who sent little Binny to avenge little Lowry back then, I should have known..."

"Now the world has changed Kenneth, some people have grown into beings we can't resist, some people have fallen into the dust, you can understand these, you are not crazy like Little Binney, only you can bring us back to the past That’s a pretty safe time! OK?”

Looking at his current state, Barron felt a little resentful, "And it will be good for your prestige if this matter is settled, now everyone, including those newcomers in the gang, are treating you like hell, haven't you noticed? Those little NGers will only obey those who are ruthless enough. If you act like a sissy like this, be careful that one day you will be shot in the back by your own people! Didn’t you see what happened to Jamal? I heard that when Little Binney killed him It's like killing a dog!"

Kenneth's eyes turned blood red from being teased, and he finally 'inspired' his fighting spirit, "Okay, I'll do it, in fact, it's not hard to find a fool who is willing to do this."

Ay, lemme kick it to you right quick man,

Nawt on some gangsta shit man on some real shxt

Anybody who been through the same thing I'm sure you feel the same way

Little Lowry, This is for you pimpin'

"Lori!"

Two days later, the prison guard's loud order came from outside the iron door of the confinement room, "Stand up, face the wall, and put your hands on top of your head!" The peep hole was pulled open, and a pair of eyes looked inside

Little Lowry, who was curled up on the bed, trembled with fright. His mind had been tortured by loneliness for a long time, and he slowly got up, stood obediently facing the wall, raised his hands, and hugged the back of his head.

There was the sound of iron chains shaking and keys opening the door outside. With a bang, the heavy iron door was pushed open, and some fresh air was blown into the confinement room that smelled bad.

Two tall white prison guards came in and roughly shackled him.

"This is..." He licked his dry lips with a hint of joy in his heart, "Am I leaving here?"

"Yes, big star, hehe." The prison guard replied with a smile, "Congratulations, you got an ordinary single cell."

Little Lori breathed a sigh of relief, "I, ahem, I want to see a lawyer."

"It will be arranged for you."

He was pushed out of the confinement room. The handshakes and leg shackles were connected together by a thick iron chain, and there was a metallic clanging sound as he walked in the aisle.

Smelling the air completely different from that in the confinement room, he slowly followed the prison guards, as if intoxicated, a completely different scene appeared in front of his eyes.

A strong second-hand store accompaniment came out of the earphones. He held the microphone tightly, his hands and feet were as heavy as lead because of tension, and he was hiding in the background and kept taking deep breaths.

"Don't be nervous Lowry, you can do it, you are the best!" Tony's annoying nagging kept ringing, "You are the best!"

"Fxxk, shut up Tony, I'm not nervous..." He grinned heroically.

The two prison guards looked at him strangely, and then looked at each other knowingly, professionally holding back the kind of ridicule that was only aimed at poor people.

oooh, I've been travelin on this road too long

Just tryin find my way back home

The old me's dead and gone

Dead and Gone

"Go! Go! Conquer them for us! Conquer the world!" Tony yelled.

The door to the ordinary cell was opened, and his eyes were squinted by the dazzling corridor lights, just as he mustered up his courage and rushed out of the backstage, the dazzling lights on the stage were as dazzling, but what happened? It was too quiet off stage.

"Hey! Who is that!?" When he passed by the ordinary cell, the old black inside recognized him, "Lorry! Big star! Come sign me! Hahaha!"

They screamed strangely.

"Lori, Lori!" Was it because I was overwhelmed by my appearance? The men and women suddenly started shouting like a tsunami, and the beautiful girls who were crowded under the stage were crying like crazy, "I love you! I love you! Little Lowry!"

To maintain a cool persona, well, just ignore them first, let Pablo quietly deliver his phone to them after the performance, and then just wait in the hotel. Now...he counted the beat, bringing the microphone to his mouth.

And Ohhh..

I've been travelin on this road too long

Just tryin find my way back home

But the old me's dead and gone

Dead and Gone, dead and gone...

After singing a song, he went backstage.

Wait, no, why does it smell like cigarettes?

He passed the door of a cell where the fellow was frantically stamping cigarette butts on his feet.

The two prison guards ignored this small violation and concentrated on escorting him.

He began to swallow and purse his mouth non-stop, and the drug addiction, which he had almost forgotten in the confinement, began to crawl into his brain like a pervasive bug.

"AK..." He went out and called AK into the dressing room, "Give me some."

"Fxxk, Pablo will drive me back to Chicago if he finds out." AK said, but he obediently took out the good stuff from his pocket, "Just a little bit."

"Okay, don't dawdle."

He began to enjoy it.

"Hey! Prisoner! Don't dawdle!" The prison guard yelled as he passed by an old man who was in charge of mopping the floor: "Don't look around, concentrate on your work!"

That old black squatted down cursing and concentrating on his work.

"Hey." He looked at the old black's back and smiled, as if he had come to Manhattan again, the upper west side where people come and go, the silencer was leaning over to punch the Puff Daddy on the ground, That guy is swearing like this, dare to provoke me, how about it? Still begging for mercy?

Every had one of them days wish you would have stayed home,

Run into a group of NGer who gettin their hate on,

You walk by they get wrong,

You reply then shit get blown

Way out of ; way bad ,

Just you against them pick one then rush them,

Figure you get jumped here thats next

He even wanted to kick a few times as he did back then, but unfortunately, the shackles restricted his movement.

At this time, the old black suddenly raised his head, and the two looked at each other.

Oh, not Puff Daddy...

Lao Hei rushed over in two steps, WTF? You are not a bragging daddy, what are you doing.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest.

He lowered his head, and a metal table knife was being pulled out of his stomach, and then he stabbed it again, one knife after another.

"Fxxk! Stop it! Prisoner!"

The prison guard exclaimed and blew a piercing whistle.

"Stop! Or I'll shoot!"

Consciousness quickly dissipated, and he fell on the cold floor of the prison without making a sound. The pervert who was stabbed a few times by himself with the toothbrush handle last night wailed in the cell all night, which was really fucking annoying.

Prison guards are just like today, useless ass.

Blood, even the blood flowing across the ground is exactly the same.

I turn my head to the east

I see nobody by my side,

I turn my head to the west

still nobody in sight,

So I turn my head to the north

swallow that pill that they call pride

That old me dead and gone

what that mean I'm gon be alright

"The fate of the informer!"

After finishing all this, Lao Hei spat at the traitor on the ground, and then raised his arms straight to the sky like a hero, "For Sinaloa! For SINALOA!!"

"Put down the knife! Prisoner!" More and more prison guards pointed their guns at his head.

'when! '

The old black hand loosened, and the table knife fell freely, hitting the blood on the ground.

"Kneel down and put your head in your hands!" The prison guard rushed over and gave him a hard blow on the back.

"GD!" He yelled the slogan and knelt down.

"GD! GD! GD!" The prisoners in the surrounding cells also roared like wild animals.

"Quiet, prisoners!"

The prison guards didn't care about maintaining order, so they swarmed him, pinned him to the ground, and handcuffed him from the back. "Alarm, alarm, ordinary cells need support. We need a doctor and an ambulance."

Someone touched Little Lowry's carotid artery, and after a while, he slowly shook his head at his colleagues.

I turn my head to the east

I see nobody by my side,

I turn my head to the west

still nobody in sight,

So I turn my head to the north

swallow that pill that they call pride

That old me dead and gone

what that mean I'm gon be alright

‘Singer Lowry Jr. was assassinated by a prisoner just now, and it is rumored that he died on the spot. For follow-up reports, please wait for the latest news from our station. '

In Highland Park, Song Ya was lying on the sofa expressionlessly, with an empty bottle of bourbon in his hand, and he kept stroking the whiskey glass with his fingertips in a drunken way. In the unlit study room, only the TV The bright and dark light from the screen.

oooh, I've been travelin on this road too long

Just tryin find my way back home

The old me's dead and gone

Dead and Gone

oooh, I've been travelin on this road too long

Just tryin find my way back home

The old me's dead and gone

Dead and Gone...