"You have a question?"

Carter looked at his uncle's cold eyes and muttered a few times, but did not dare to go against his uncle's wishes.

In the end, he could only nod his head and said: "I understand..."

"Then go find Harold quickly," Perry waved: "Remember, you are my nephew. Only if I live a better life can I have the energy to help you. We are one, don't forget

This!"

Carter left the office silently.

Perry was left alone to think.

…

In the fast food restaurant, Hicks put down the chicken bones in his hand.

He burped with satisfaction and said with a smile.

"This Mexican fried chicken tastes really good."

Luo Ang, who was on the side, nodded and did not speak.

Ever since I was woken up by the restaurant waiter.

His attention was always on the manager at the counter.

As a result, I only have a sweet and spicy taste for fried chicken, but I can't describe more.

For some reason, the manager actually stood at the checkout counter himself instead of letting other waiters take charge.

Luo Ang tried hard to recall what things he had accidentally said before.

It's a pity that his mind at that time was focused on thinking about the possible consequences of the warehouse incident, leaving no time to worry about his surroundings.

This was also related to his subconscious belief that a street fast food restaurant would not make him so vigilant.

The consequences of carelessness are serious.

No matter how hard he thought about it at the moment, he could only vaguely remember some of it.

FXXK!

If your hands are greasy, wipe them off with a napkin.

Luo Ang decided to take action and did not want to continue thinking about it.

Maybe, the manager didn't hear it?

His voice when talking to himself was not loud at all.

Even Hicks next to him couldn't hear clearly, and the black manager couldn't even hear it clearly.

After finding some comfort for himself, Luo Ang came to the front desk and took out his wallet from his pocket.

While paying the bill, he pretended to ask accidentally.

"I don't know if the manager is clear. Is there a laundromat nearby?"

After speaking, Luo Ang stared at the manager nervously.

The manager, who took the banknote from his hand and opened the cash register aside to make change, replied without raising his head.

"Turn left after exiting the store. There is a dry cleaning shop less than two hundred meters away..."

This answer made Luo Ang's heart drop by more than half.

His problem has a word that is hidden from ordinary people but extremely conspicuous to those in the know: ‘laundry’!

If you don't know enough about the street situation, you won't know what this word refers to.

"Yeah, I have a few clothes that just need dry cleaning. Thank you for reminding me," Luo Ang smiled, took the change from the manager, and left with Hicks.

"Please wait!"

The voice behind him made Luo Ang frown.

But in order to appear normal, he turned around and looked at the manager strangely, as if wondering why he stopped him.

"This is my business card," the manager handed over a card, looked at Luo Ang with a smile and said, "I am familiar with Old Ford. When you find him, you can show him your business card..."

With his eyes fixed on the card in mid-air, Luo Ang was extremely nervous.

Old Ford was the manager of the 26th Street Laundry!

He got it...

Why did you give me your business card...

What does he want to do?

There were waves in Luo Ang's mind, and for a moment, he wanted to just turn around and leave as if nothing had happened.

But in the end, he silently took the card under the manager's gaze.

Without saying a word of thanks, he took Hicks and left.

The manager behind the counter was not angry at his rudeness, and had a smile on his face.

It seems that I encountered something happy.

After the only two customers in the store left, a strong man walked out of the back kitchen.

He is nearly two meters tall, and his two taut arms are carved with fallen angels.

The strong man came to the manager's side and stared at the two figures outside the glass.

He whispered: "You need me..."

Before he could finish speaking, the manager looked back.

"No need, De Silva, you have to remember that we are just managers and chefs of a fast food restaurant, and we shouldn't do unnecessary things."

The strong man did not give up easily, and continued: "But Dio and the others were caught by the Chicago Police Department. Could it be that these two boys came here to collect information?"

The smile that always hung on the manager's face slowly faded.

He looked at the strong man with indifferent eyes and said in a calm and cold tone.

"Since Dio didn't hide his hands and feet and was caught, he shouldn't have asked me to handle the follow-up for him, and he knows what he should and shouldn't say..."

"And you, my dear de Silva, have you forgotten why the group sent you and me here?"

Under the manager's gold-framed lenses, the strong man had to lower his head and said under the oppressive gaze: "It's to communicate well with local forces..."

"Now that you know, then go and do your job well, don't be like an animal leaving its cage, wanting to show off your claws to everyone you see!"

"yes……"

The strong man did not dare to stay any longer and obediently returned to the back kitchen.

The manager looked at the hanging TV and adjusted the glasses on his nose with joy in his mouth.

In the small picture, you can see a middle-aged man with an injury on his waist. He can no longer walk on his own and can only be helped into the ambulance by others.

…

Left Brothers Fried Chicken Restaurant.

Hicks followed Roang silently.

At this moment, he reacted.

There's something wrong with that fried chicken restaurant owner.

Hicks realized the problem the moment the manager mentioned Old Ford.

So I never dared to say anything and was always on guard.

Be prepared to grab the boss and run away if something goes wrong.

Fortunately, the seemingly weird manager actually let the two of them leave.

Luo Ang, who also realized something was wrong, turned a corner of the street and grabbed Hicks vigilantly. He waited patiently for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that no one was following him.

"Boss..."

Luo Ang shook his head. He knew what Hicks wanted to ask, but he didn't know the manager's purpose either.

At the very least, from the perspective of handing out a business card, there shouldn't be any malicious intent.

But it’s impossible to tell.

Maybe when Roang arrived at Old Ford's store and handed over the business card that the other party gave him, three or five gunmen would immediately jump out?

I looked at the business card in my hand, and saw two lines printed on it in a stereotyped font.

‘Brother Fried Chicken Restaurant Manager’

‘Gustavo Forin’

I found this name and I didn’t recognize it.

Luo Ang was ready to throw it directly into the trash can nearby.

But by some mistake, the manager's smiling face appeared in his mind.

This made Luo Ang's hand that was originally reaching for the trash can pause.

A few seconds later, he frowned and stuffed the business card into his pocket, and said to Hicks beside him: "Take me to 26th Street!"

"Now?"

Hicks looked at him in surprise, didn't he say that he would wait?

Luo Ang nodded and said: "Now!"

He realized that he could no longer delay.

He needs to get rid of the money as soon as possible and leave the increasingly chaotic South Side.
To be continued...