America's Top Player

Chapter 84 I Met Some People in Mexico (4000 words)
After the performance, the audience was still immersed in the disco atmosphere.

Cheers and applause rose and fell.

Robbie put down the microphone and jumped directly into Leon's arms, pushing the heat of the scene to its peak.

Taylor quickly took out his cell phone to record this sweet moment for his friend.

There was only one person at the scene who was out of tune with the others. Chris Brown was fiddling with his phone while Leon was performing, and it was unknown who he was chatting with.

And his every move was noticed by the alert Ariana.

She quickly pulled Cardi B, who was whistling beside her, and said, "Hey Cardi! Look back at that guy... He's been staring at us since the beginning."

"What?!"

Cuddy turned around suddenly and saw Chris covering his phone with his hand, his eyes jumping back and forth between her and Leon.

Chris was also startled by this sudden look back.

As a nationally renowned "domestic violence expert", he never imagined that one day he would be threatened by a woman.

People have a stress response to trauma.

For example, if you were bullied when you were very young, even if you grew up and gained strength, you would still be a little afraid of the bully.

This is a sign that humans, like animals, can be tamed with a whip.

The plantations that spread across the United States 160 years ago were a "great" experiment in human domestication.

Cuddy yelled angrily, "Why are you staring at me, you son of a bitch?"

"Do you still want to kiss my ass?"

Chris's expression was distorted and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He raised his middle finger with his backhand.

It was this gesture that instantly ignited the powder keg.

Cardi B took off her high heels and threw the sharp heels at Chris.

Eleanor and Taylor had never seen such an operation before, and they covered their mouths in amazement.

Chris dodged quickly, but was still a step too slow.

The high heels brushed against his brow bone, leaving a shallow wound.

This scene shocked Ariana so much that she quickly tried to dissuade him, “Cardi, calm down!”

"We can't cause trouble on such an important occasion!"

At this time, Cardi has entered combat mode, and every female cell in her body is burning.

She struggled to break free and yelled, "Let me go, Xiao A! Let me go!"

"Shxt! I don't care where this is, even if it's Capitol Hill I'm going to teach him a lesson!"

Phil and Ariana held on to Cardi's clothes so tightly that no one noticed that the seal on her chest was completely lifted.

Taylor was so shocked that her eyes almost fell to the ground. Growing up in a family of high-level intellectuals, how could she have ever seen such a scene?

Fortunately, almost everyone was still immersed in Robbie's wonderful performance just now, so this conflict did not attract the attention of the entire audience.

Otherwise, it will definitely be big news that dominates the entertainment headlines tomorrow.

Chris came to his senses and quickly ran away.

He knew that if he started a fight here, he might not be able to gain any advantage from this crazy woman.

Before leaving, Chris gave a sinister smile, pointed in Leon's direction and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Fuck! Are you threatening my boss?"

Cardi B got carried away again and was about to take off her other high heel on the spot, but Chris had already slipped away.

Leon held Robbie's hand and returned to his seat wearing the black hoodie he wore during the performance.

When seeing Cardi B exposed to the air in the big minefield, Phil's hand fell on the edge of the minefield.

His smile froze instantly.

"WTF"

"What on earth are you doing?"

"This is the American Music Awards. It's live!"

Phil quickly pulled his hand back, but Cuddy didn't care about her disheveled clothes at all and told Leon what had just happened.

"You mean he's been talking to someone on the phone?"

"Yes! Little A saw it all!" Cardi B pointed at Ariana.

She blinked her big, watery eyes and nodded, "Yes. I heard Chris talking to someone on the phone."

"He also mentioned a gun..."

Hearing this word, Li Ang instantly became alert.

The award ceremony was now coming to an end, and the host was announcing that Justin Bieber had won the Artist of the Year award.

"We have to get out of here quickly"

Leon knew very well that judging from Chris's past misdeeds, he would most likely call a group of gang thugs to teach him a lesson like he did last time.

The difference is that this time there is a high probability that he will carry a gun!

Although Chris is only one year older than Leon, he made his debut at the age of 16. His singing career has always been filled with violent conflicts.

Both parties are public figures. Chris may not actually let someone be shot, but if someone falls into his hands, the outcome will probably not be good.

Maybe it will be like the last "nightclub conflict incident", where a humiliating video will be recorded and posted online.

In order to prevent other people from being implicated, Leon asked them to leave in Taylor's car, while he returned to the hotel alone in an extended Lincoln.

This arrangement was immediately met with strong protest from Robbie.

Li Ang was worried that if they continued arguing, they would probably miss the best opportunity to leave, so he had no choice but to agree.

As the Lincoln got closer to the Four Seasons Hotel Beverly Hills where they were staying, his heart finally relaxed.

"Fxxk if you keep going on like this, there's going to be big problems sooner or later."

Leon realized that he had to find a way to completely resolve the conflict with Chris.

Los Angeles is the entertainment capital of the United States, and he doesn't want to be nervous every time he comes here.

Just as he was immersed in thinking about countermeasures, Robbie quietly lowered the curtain between the cockpit and the back row.

"Don't think about those bad things, Honey. Chris doesn't have that much courage."

"You have no idea how happy I am today! Just a few months ago I never dreamed I'd be performing at the American Music Awards!"

As he said that, Robbie turned over and sat on Leon's thighs.

With a smirk on his face, Xia Fei's cheeks were flushed.

The tight latex suit outlines perfect curves, and the friction between the skin has a unique touch.

"Don't worry, honey. We'll be at the hotel soon."

"No, I can't wait anymore Honey."

"Now?" Leon looked at Robbie's confused eyes and knew that this little drunkard was probably drunk again.

Once she gets drunk, she will do whatever she wants regardless of the occasion.

Robbie pointed to the door curtain of the cab and said, "No one will see it."

Li Ang could only smile bitterly, "That's just a piece of cloth, it doesn't soundproof at all!"

Before he could finish his words, his mouth was blocked.

Sanity is being eroded layer by layer.

"Fxxk stop it Robbie!"

"We'll be at the hotel soon!"

At this moment, Robbie's head could no longer contain any other sounds.

She stared at Li Ang while removing the seal of the latex suit, her eyes strained.

“This dress is so inconvenient…”

At this point, dopamine overcame Li Ang's rationality. He didn't care about anything else and rolled over to complete the double shoulder press.

Witnessed by the neon lights outside the car windows, the battle ended faster than ever before.

Li Ang pulled up his pants while panting. The car would arrive at the Four Seasons Hotel after passing two streets.

Just as he was hugging Robbie and being affectionate with him, a white Chevrolet suddenly drove alongside the Lincoln.

"Oops!"

Li Ang realized that something was wrong.

Looking through the car window, he saw that the Chevrolet's window was fully open.

The passenger seat in the front row was a black man wearing a tight vest and covered in ostentatious tattoos.

And Chris Brown was sitting in the back row smiling at him.

"Shxt" Li Ang immediately instructed the driver to step on the accelerator to the bottom.

But the bulky, stretched Lincoln couldn't shake off the Chevrolet no matter what.

When the two cars were merging again, Chris yelled in Leon's direction, "Stop the car, you white garbage!"

"Let's have a chat. Let's talk like men and solve our problems the street way."

"Leon! I'll tell you again, stop the car!"

"Otherwise, you'll get shot!"

In this situation, there was no way Li Ang could get the driver to stop the car no matter what he said.

This crazy black man even dares to do scenes from action movies like street car chases. What else is there to worry about?
"Accelerate! Accelerate!"

Leon pressed Robbie under him, close to his dangerous triangle area.

Afraid that Chris would actually shoot them.

Robbie shouted anxiously from under him: "Be careful, Honey!"

Fortunately, it was only a few hundred meters away from the Four Seasons Hotel.

No matter how crazy Chris is, he would never shoot in the Beverly Hills Four Seasons Hotel where all the celebrities and wealthy businessmen live!
bang bang-

The gun actually went off.

Chris instructed the gang member in the passenger seat to fire two shots into the air, while he himself laughed and picked up his phone to film.

Record this satisfying moment of revenge.

"Hahaha, you're so cute when you run away~"

"Soon everyone will know your true form, you damn faker!"

"Don't ever let me catch you in Los Angeles! I mean never!"

Seeing that the Lincoln car that Leon was riding in was about to arrive at the Four Seasons Hotel, Chris also signaled the black man driving the car to give up the chase.

His purpose has been achieved.

Although the video he shot has no beginning or end, just posting it on social networks with some fierce text is enough to make fans climax.

By then, people all over the United States will know that the street coconut crisps in Brownsville were scared away in Los Angeles.

"Fxxk!"

The Lincoln stopped in front of the Four Seasons Hotel.

After making sure the surroundings were completely safe, Leon hugged Robbie and rushed into the hotel under the protection of the driver.

In the hotel lobby, all members of Apocalypse Music were waiting anxiously.

Cardi B was the first to ask, "Boss, are you okay? That black guy only dared to talk, he didn't dare to do anything!"

Leon rolled his eyes at Kadi, asked the waiter for a glass of whiskey and gulped it down.

They've already opened fire, and this means they don't dare to act recklessly?

Everyone was shocked after hearing what Leon and Robbie had just experienced.

What started as a simple verbal spat between the two sides escalated into an on-site clash and ultimately a complete online war of words and diss.
This is a common practice among rappers.

But when it escalates to the point of shooting, the nature of the conflict changes completely. This level of conflict between public figures has become rare in the new millennium.

This kind of thing is now only common among underground rap groups.

"Ha~ This damn black man is relying on his connections in Los Angeles to get to know some small-time people. I'm going to teach him a lesson right now!"

As she spoke, Cardi B reached down to her waist and realized that she didn't bring a gun with her on this trip to Los Angeles.

Ariana whispered, "Why don't we call the police? This is crazy."

Phil immediately stopped him, "Are you kidding me? If I call the police, Leon will be considered a snitch! That's absolutely not allowed!"

There is a very special phenomenon in the American music circle, especially in the rap circle.

No matter how intense the conflict between the two parties is, once someone chooses to call the police, he will be labeled as a villain, a snitch, etc.

Once you are labeled with these labels, your favorability among fans will quickly disappear.

Although Li Ang is not a rapper, his current popularity is maintained by his street persona and "black traffic".

"When I get back to the Bronx, I'll gather my Blood Gang members and come to Los Angeles with AR15 rifles to find him!"

"That bastard Chris has no idea what a real gansta is!"

Just as a group of people were expressing their opinions on the incident, Li Ang's phone suddenly rang.

The caller turned out to be JAY-Z.

As the real godfather of the East Coast and Puff Daddy's big brother, he knew about the conflict almost immediately.

He asked Leon and Chris to end the conflict with the mediation of Puff Daddy.

When Phil heard the news, he was the first to realize that something was wrong. "Fuck! This is not fair at all."

"Chris has known Diddy since he was 15. I even suspect there's some kind of special relationship between them!"

Li Ang agreed with this.

In 2004, the fledgling Chris was signed to Jive Records at the recommendation of Diddy.

Otherwise, this company, which was once so glorious in the early 15s and signed big names like Backstreet Boys and NSYNC, would not be interested in a -year-old boy.

If Didi were to mediate the feud between the two, Li Ang would definitely not gain any advantage.

He could easily guess that Chris would bring a large group of gang members to bolster his strength.

Then, he was severely humiliated by Didi's favoritism.

Just when things reached a stalemate and the unfavorable situation seemed irreversible, Aisha, the financial director who had always had a low presence, spoke up.

She did not attend the award ceremony with Li Ang and others, but waited in the hotel.

But this little-known person shocked everyone with her first words.

Only then did everyone remember that she was Mexican.

"It's not that complicated at all. I have some friends in Mexico."

Hearing this, Leon almost instinctively thought of the Mexican criminal group.

Unlike the small-time black gangs, they are a group of truly cold-blooded and cruel ruthless guys.

With the relaxation of the Democratic Party's border policies, the number of Mexican and Latin American immigrants pouring into the United States through the southern border each year has repeatedly hit record highs.

There are many members of criminal organizations among them, and some even come with missions.

The mission is to work for the drug cartel to compete for the American market.

Thinking of this, Li Ang shook his head. "Are you talking about the damn drug cartel? I don't want to have anything to do with those people."

"If you have nothing to do with the drug cartels, there's no need to deal with those black people."

"Have you heard of the Latin Kings? Their favorite thing to do is to deal with those black people who like to cause trouble."

"Just give them some money and they'll do anything."

"They will provide you with the best possible service, just as Berkshire Hathaway provides its shareholders."

(End of this chapter)