Chapter 321 (1/2)
”I didn't care for too many people at that time.”
Old Mike was just talking. The flash flashed from the front. He turned the steering wheel, and the car swung its tail into the entrance of the underground parking lot. Song Ya saw that several motorcycles had just stopped in front of him. The paparazzi had not got off the bus yet, but the camera in his hand had begun to work crazily.
Tony and mufflers were waiting near the parking space. As soon as old Mike's car stopped, they opened the back door, surrounded them and rushed up the elevator.
”Those assholes in Harlem!” Tony's eyes turned red when he saw the thorn on his shoulder. ”I really want to shoot him. They attack little Lori first, and then they start to deal with you...”
”Don't guess, Tony.”
Song Ya knows that his concern for himself is sincere, but he can't let him think, ”this matter has nothing to do with me today.”
After saying that, I still felt that my brother might be an unstable factor in the current situation. ”In this way, you can go back to Chicago immediately and help me take a message for old Joe.”
”I have to protect you by your side at this time!” Cried Tony.
”This is more important!”
The elevator stops. ”Mimi, you go in first.” He sent the others away. ”You go now. When you see old Joe, you say I went to that nightclub to find Maria Kelly. I have nothing to do with Harlem. And tell him I don't have to worry about it. Do you remember that? ”
”Just a word?”
”Well, he will understand.”
Song Ya is most afraid of the misunderstanding between Kenneth and his boasting father. And the GD boy who started the operation must know that he recognized him at that time. He must make Kenneth convinced that he would not identify the suspect for the police. If the boy can run away, ”you go now. The cash is under my bedroom bed, you know.”
”Then be careful, Alec.”
Tony got the job and went to work.
Song Ya breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the door. Taraji was waiting at the door with a black doctor.
”No big problem.” The doctor helped to examine the wounds on his back and legs, ”just take care of it. Come here.”
”Thank God.” Taraj made a cross on his chest.
”Let Goodman, Hamlin, Hayden all come here.”
Song Ya was helped to the sofa by the doctor and sat down. ”And yelemov and Eli, I need their public relations skills now.”
”Already set out.” Taraji turned up the TV. ”Fergie, there are a lot of people calling to ask for safety. I've got a unified answer.”
”Well.”
”To update the police's latest information, three people have been killed on the spot and 22 people have been sent to hospital in Harlem district. This is the 1500 murder case in New York this year. Eight months ago, there have been shootings in New York...”
”Help him take off his clothes and raise his hand, aplus.” The doctor shot a needle next to the wood thorn, and taraji helped song Ya take off his coat, ”lie down, face down.” And then we start to deal with the wound.
”What is this?” Talaji pressed the bruise on Sonya's back.
”Hiss...”
Song Ya is aching to grin a tooth, ”be heavy to fall down to hit, be ok?” There was no sense in the wood thorn.
”It's OK.” The doctor took off the splint, put on a small surgical headlamp, and began to clean the wound cleanly.
”She's safe.” Maria Kelly comes out of the study and sits beside Songya quietly watching the doctor operate.
”That's good. Miss Kelly's ankle is twisted, too.” Song Ya said.
”Well, wait.” The doctor was so attentive that no one was bothered.
”A spokesman for Sony Columbia Records confirmed that aplus and miss Maria Kelly were in the nightclub at the time of the shooting, but they had nothing to do with the shooting and have returned home safely.”
In the room, only the sound of news announcer on TV and the phone ringing constantly in talaji's hand, ”according to the latest news, two injured people died in the hospital. At present, the death toll of the shooting in the nightclub in Harlem district has risen to five. Please wait a moment. OK, our reporter has just learned that Shangcheng records has confirmed that one of the five dead people was k-ci, a member of the famous group jodeci and a signed singer of Shangcheng records. We will continue to follow the news. ”
”Oh! My God Maria Kelly looks at a picture of k-ci on TV and covers her mouth in horror.
Song Ya buried his face in the sofa and bit his teeth secretly.
”All right.” The doctor took out the bandage, ”put on the handle.”