Across America, Starting with the Boxing Champion Chapter 331

Chapter 331: Overthrow Link's Plan

　　"Destroy Link and divide Link's music. Does Jay-Z want to join?"

As soon as Eminem and others walked to the box on the second floor, they heard this sentence coming from inside. Eminem immediately stopped, looked back at the 50 Cent group, and asked in a low voice how many of them were still there? Do you want to continue listening?

50 cents raised his index finger and gestured "shh", then put his ear to the door and listened happily.

Eminem shrugged his shoulders, leaned against the railing of the aisle, took out his mobile phone and played elimination games, and listened to the conversation in the room. The main reason was that the sound in the room was too loud, so he didn't need to put his ear against the door to hear it. .

“Can those scandals bring Link down?” Jay-Z asked.

“Of course it's not possible to rely on scandals, but what about criminal cases?” Diddy said.

“Criminal case? What case has Link ever committed? Do you have any evidence against him?” Jay-Z asked in a surprised voice.

"Not yet. Qiao Xi has checked his file through the judicial system. This guy has been more cautious in doing things as an adult. He does not engage in whoring, gambling, taking drugs, or doing any illegal business. There are almost no flaws. However, he has recently been exposed. Big flaw, lustful!”

Diddy paused and continued, "It's easy to deal with a lustful person. We just need to arrange for a few young girls to be given to him, and then let the girls come out to report him afterwards. Hmph, guess whether he will become famous Bankruptcy? If he doesn't want to go to jail, I think he would be happy to exchange evidence with us for his Link Music shares.”

“Sounds like a good idea,” Jay-Z said.

Hearing this, Eminem couldn't help but frown, with a look of disgust on his face, and made a 'trash' mouth.

The six people in the room were discussing how to destroy Link and divide up the link music. Suddenly, the door was kicked open. Eminem stood at the door, his mouth like a machine gun, and he was firing at the people in the room. , sprayed randomly, and several people were stunned and did not react at all.

"My uncle has just been released from prison. There are many police officers watching him around. It's not convenient to ask for someone from him. It's up to you to make arrangements." A lazy voice said.

Seeing that something was wrong, 50 Cent grabbed Eminem, who was still squirting wildly, covered his mouth, took a few steps back and said with a smile, "Jace, keep talking, we are just passing by."

“Eminem, stop scolding.”

Puff Daddy pulled out a Desert Eagle from his waist with a sullen face and glaring eyes.

“Fuck! 50 cents, who do you think is not a good person?”

Jay-Z asked with a stern face.

Now Eminem calls them a vile, stinky rat, the lowest human being in the world. This is like stabbing their throats with a toilet brush. Who can bear this kind of thing?

“Eminem's new album is a hit, and he will hold a celebration party next week. He has a good relationship with Link. You can call Link over, and then…”

50 cents chuckled, "Jace, Eminem is doing this for your own good. We all know that Epstein and Diddy are not good people. Eminem was worried that you would learn bad things by being with them, so he dragged us up here." I advise you.”

They are either billionaires or second or third generation rich people. They are also respectable people in New York, but now they are called trash, shit, and stinking rats by Eminem.

Puff Daddy and Jay-Z have uglier faces. They are dark-skinned people and hate being discriminated against.

Although he is called Diddy, he is actually about the same age as Jay-Z. He is in his early forties. He initially worked in gangs to sell fans, and later founded Bad Boy Records, which produced B.I.G., Jay-Z, Mariah Carey, and Jennifer Lopez. Superstars such as Ci have earned hundreds of millions of dollars.

“Why are you here?”

Diddy scolded with a dark face.

The 50 Cents people also curled their lips when they heard this. Even if they were not good people, they never thought of using such disgusting tactics to deal with Link.

When a few people came to their senses, their expressions turned dark. This **** Eminem was swearing too dirty.

“How to arrange it?” Jay-Z asked.

“Damn it Fuck!”

Eminem heard the conversation of several people inside. He could hold it back at first, but then he heard that they wanted to use him to plot against Link. His anger suddenly jumped from his heels to the top of his head, and he kicked open the door of the private room. , cursed at a speed of 12 words per second:

"Garbage! A bunch of garbage! Calling you garbage is also an insult to garbage. You are not even comparable to the garbage in my toilet wastebasket. You are rats, rats in the stinking ditch. From fur to blood and bones, , all exude a vile, foul smell. You hide in the stinking ditch every day, plot against others, and think about how to steal other people's things. You are the most lowly human beings in the world, no, no, you don't You deserve to be human, you are shit. When I see you guys or mention your names, I feel like my eyes and mouth are dirty. I will definitely rinse my mouth with disinfectant and wash my eyes after I go back."

“Josie, it's up to you or me to handle this matter. There are more girls like this at your uncle's place and they are more obedient. How about you arrange it?” Diddy said.

In recent years, I have started doing business and investing, and have done some extraordinary things.

Although his status in the rap circle is still very high, his influence is not as good as before, and the younger generation of top rappers such as 50 Cent do not like him very much.

“Hey Sean, rappers are not good people, that's what your lyrics say.”

50 Cent laughed.

"Go away! Don't think that you dare to be arrogant here because you have sold tens of millions of albums. If I hadn't led the way, you would now be a group of poisonous insects and paupers living in the slums. You should be grateful to me, do you understand?" Diddy lit a few people with his gun, with an unhappy expression on his face.

“Sean, put your gun away, we are all our own people here.”

Jay-Z frowned and said.

Diddy snorted softly and said, "Come on." He sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and slapped his calf with the barrel of the gun.

“Eminem, don't be angry yet, come in and sit down, let's chat together.”

Jay-Z said gently to Eminem.

Eminem shook his head, took a step back, glanced around the people in the box, and said disgustedly: "Jace, we are friends, I kindly advise you, don't hang out with them, there is no benefit, goodbye! "

Eminem pulled the hood of his sweatshirt over his head and left without looking back.

The faces of Jay-Z and Diddy turned dark.

"Jace, Eminem is right. You are worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and you have a good wife like Beyoncé. All of us are envious of you. There is really no need for you to hang out with these bugs. They What can I bring you? Shit!"

　　　50 cents curled his lips and said.

"Fuck! 50 cents, what are you talking about? Believe it or not, I will smash your bad mouth?"

Puff Daddy picked up the gun and cursed.

There were four people left in the box, Josie Epstein, Peter Peltz, David Zuckerman, and Luther Detzky, who also stared at him with sullen faces and annoyance.

50 Cents chuckled, pulled out a revolver from his waist, shook it and said, "I have this thing too. Don't scare anyone."

Puff Daddy and the others saw him take out their pistols, and they all held their breath and suppressed the anger on their faces.

Peter Peltz, David Zuckerman, and Luther Detzky looked at each other and regretted coming to a black bar. This place was not suitable for white people to live at all.

“50 cents, put the gun away, we are all friends, there is no need for this.”

Jay-Z said.

“Okay, it's up to you.”

50 cents shrugged his shoulders, put away his gun, smiled at the people in the box, shouted "Eminem, wait for me", and ran downstairs.

Drake and Chris Brown scratched their heads. They followed to join in the fun, but accidentally ate a stinky melon. The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

“Don't tell anyone what you just heard.”

Jay-Z said.

“Well, we didn't hear anything.”

Drake and Chris Brown shrugged and left the aisle.

Jay-Z stood at the door with a sullen face for a few seconds, then turned around and said, "Eminem has a good relationship with Link. When he hears about our plan, he might tell Link. Link will be on guard so he won't be fooled again. How about another one?" Method?"

“Don't worry, being lustful is like taking drugs and alcohol. As long as you're addicted, it's impossible to quit. It doesn't matter if Link is on guard. As long as we plan more cleverly and find more hot girls, there's no way he won't be fooled.”

Josie Epstein said wisely.

“Okay, let's talk about how to allocate the assets of Link Music. This is a big cake worth 4 to 5 billion. I haven't eaten such a big piece of cake in a long time.”

Peter Peltz said excitedly.

Puff Daddy smiled and nodded, arranged for two of his men to stand guard at the door, and then closed the door again.

(End of this chapter)

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