America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 407 - 214 Motorcycle Gang

Black didn’t dare to play tough, and under his direction, the group quickly found a small silver safe in the room. To their surprise, he had been so cautious as to hide it in a secret compartment on the second floor.

Allen had Black input the password, and he had no choice but to comply.

Upon opening the safe, sure enough, they found a USB drive inside, along with a stack of risqué photos.

"Is this the thing?" Allen asked Rip to come over and take a look.

"This is it! This is my USB drive!!"

Rip happily took the USB drive, "Thank heavens, they really hid it in the downtown area! This will save me a lot of trouble!"

"Shit! Aren’t these midnight radio host Maggie’s photos?" Tommy peeked at the risqué photos and was instantly shocked. Angrily looking at Black, "I chased her for a week and couldn’t even get a meal with her, but she was involved with you, and you damn took nude photos of her!"

Immediately pocketing them in annoyance, he planned to go home and study them that night.

Black dared not even breathe too loudly.

"So, are all the data in the suburbs just copied music files? Now that we have the original chip, do we still need to go after the Black people’s Motorcycle Gang in the suburbs?" Sieg inquired.

"Of course! I’m just taking back what originally belonged to me! But those shameless guys have secretly made a lot of copies. As long as the copies are still in their hands, the music sales plan is unsafe. Only the unique chip data has value!"

Rip said indignantly, "As this guy said, they could completely produce a large number of inferior records to seize the market! They can register patents, so even if I release new records, it would be affected, and I might even have to sue them."

"So the safest way is still to destroy those copies?" Sieg nodded and agreed with this view.

"What to do with this guy? Leave him here alone? What if he calls the police when we leave?" Tommy pointed at Black and asked.

Rubbing the bruises on his face, equally annoyed, "Damn Black Devil, as strong as an ox. Indeed, he would be a great hand at picking cotton."

"Hey! That’s racial discrimination!" Black immediately complained.

"I’m discriminating against you, damn it!" Tommy yelled and kicked him, causing Black to curl up in pain on the ground, holding his head and howling.

His demeanor was unstoppable, not even listening to Allen’s attempts to pull him away.

In the end, Truth had to be put away, annoyed, "Or maybe you’d like to go and have a one-on-one showdown with your romantic rival downstairs? That place is more spacious. If not, maybe have a duel like in the old West, and after you’ve settled the score, we’ll talk?" ƒreewebɳovel.com

Tommy instantly quieted down at that and quickly said, "I’m very sorry, I was too impulsive! Please go on, do not let me interrupt."

Sieg turned to consult the General Sect Leader’s opinion, looking at Allen.

Allen pondered, "Go to the storage room in the apartment and find some hemp rope, tie this guy up, lock him into the cabinet. Without evidence, he can’t even sue us. By the time his company notices something’s amiss, they’re sure to come looking for him. He won’t die."

"ok." Sieg heard this and promptly turned to go downstairs to find tools.

"Actually, the safest way would be to take this guy and deal with him in the suburbs."

After Sieg left, the General Sect Leader casually suggested right in front of Black, "Only this way can we avoid any trouble, my men can take care of it on our behalf, rest assured, our people are professionals. They will make sure he disappears without a trace!"

Holding a sawed-off shotgun, caressing his beloved gun, half his face cast in shadow under the light, he looked sincere and didn’t seem to be lying.

Black was instantly terrified, and Rip was also startled.

Black begged, "Please don’t! I beg you, spare me! I promise I won’t say anything or call the police! Even if people from the company ask, I’ll just say it was a break-in, but it was too dark inside, and the lights were broken, I didn’t see anything! Those robbers were darker than I am."

"Good idea."

Seeing him so cooperative, Allen also smiled and said, "But even if you tell your company it won’t be of any use, because after today, those groups holed up in the suburbs will be taken down. Go back and tell your company’s people not to get involved in the street business! Since it’s a business of making records, then do it properly, play it by the rules, why mimic the West Coast mob?"

Do you have that capability?

Black nodded repeatedly, not daring to say another word in the face of Truth.

But as the General Sect Leader turned to talk with Rip, Black’s eyes started to dart around. Taking advantage of a moment when the three of them were not paying attention, he bolted towards the door.

"He’s running!!" Black shouted out immediately.

Black turned around and glared at her fiercely. Wasn’t she all sweet talk just a moment ago? Now she just flipped the script on him? Just you wait!

"Wait a moment..." Allen turned around to see Black running out the door, unstoppable.

The next second, the sound of a pin being pulled, Bang!!

This Ni brothers really can’t be persuaded by words.

Along with the piercing roar, sawdust flying about, Black fell to the ground with a howl, covering his ears and letting out a pig-like scream, tumbling down from the stairs to the first floor, collapsed and twitching on the floor, muttering.

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