American fame and fortune

Coming out of the club, Martin and Bruce went to the parking place together, because they were drinking with Hart and others, and they came out late.

The law and order on Saijo Street in the early morning is not good.

Martin stared at the two old blacks walking by the side of the road, unconsciously reached into his clothes, held the handle of the gun, and waited for them to walk away, and said, "Why does it feel like you are in Iraq?"

"There are no weapons of mass destruction here," Bruce said.

Black smoke drifted in at this time, and an old big bread drove past and stopped at the door of the black bar.

The car door opened, and several men with guns escorted three black boys down.

Martin knew one of them, bought beer from him the other night, and the other blacks seemed to call him Fred.

Bruce also had an impression: "Those who robbed the black bar?"

Martin said: "It should be, it looks like he was caught."

Bruce came to the door of Ford's co-pilot, motioned for Martin to open the door quickly, and said, "It's normal to have limbs and limbs cut off, and fingers may be cut off."

Martin, who rarely deals with black people, asks, "What do they think?"

"Growing up in the worst quagmire, no skills, no knowledge, no insight, stealing has long been integrated into life." Bruce pointed to his head: "With emotions, it is easy to lose control."

Martin opened the door and asked, "What if I bless a bunch of black people in one's life?"

Bruce got into the co-pilot and smiled silly: "You're so vicious!"

After sending off Bruce first, Martin returned home, the car was parked in the backyard, and the Carter's house next door was pitch black.

After a quick wash and lying on the repaired wooden bed, Martin took out the check in his pocket and pressed it under the bed. At the same time, he reminded himself to exchange it tomorrow. It is not safe to carry it with you or hide it at home.

Whoever is poor in the Clayton community is so damn safe.

Vincent fulfilled his promise and paid the full $10,000.

Martin received a bonus of $15,000 from Vincent, and at the same time eliminated the usury of the principal of $6,000.

He roughly calculated his income and expenditure, and his former boss Max generously gave him 3,000 U.S. dollars, and the three-day filming of "People from the City" paid 1,800 U.S. dollars.

Then there's hourly wages and tips for being a bartender.

The bulk of the expenses were guns and cars. I bought a lot of bullets for gun training. After the down payment for the car, the first installment was paid, and there were other miscellaneous expenses such as food expenses for Elena.

Martin hadn't looked at the account for a while, but including the newly acquired $10,000, the account balance definitely exceeded twenty thousand.

Money is the guts of a person. Only when you have a certain amount of funds can you let go of your hands and feet when you start doing things.

Martin suddenly remembered that he still owes Elena rent.

Living in other people's houses, and often doing big business with people worth hundreds of millions, and not paying rent, seems a bit unreasonable.

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In an apartment in Midtown, Scott comes out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

Sophia was sitting on the sofa wearing shorts and a vest, revealing her well-developed thigh muscles and well-defined abdominal muscles. She pointed to the water and pills on the coffee table and said, "Eat."

Scott went over to see that it turned out to be a painkiller, and shook his head quickly: "I'm not sick, what do you do with this thing?"

Sophia didn't persuade, and pointed to the bedroom with the open door: "Let me tell you the rules. Except for the bathroom and this room, other rooms are strictly forbidden to enter, understand?"

Scott licked his face and walked over: "As long as I'm comfortable, everything else is fine."

Sophia throws a face covering over: "Put it on and follow me."

Scott laughed and played mystery games?

He put it on his head and was led into another room by Sophia.

With the crisp sound of the clasp of the silver bracelet, Sophia shouted loudly: "You are under arrest!"

A black rubber baton was in her hand.

Soon, Scott screamed, regretting not taking painkillers.

resist? Sophia directly took out a pistol and put it on his mouth!

It was a miserable night for Scott Carter, and one he will never forget.

It was finally dawn, and Scott moved out while holding onto the wall with his legs split.

Sophia sat on the sofa, with a silver pistol in front of her: "I called a car for you, and it's at the door of the apartment."

She picked up a mobile phone and threw it to Scott: "24 hours on, on call, the consequences of not answering the phone, do you understand?"

Scott wanted to cry, but saw Sofia pick up the gun and obediently put away the phone: "I know."

Sophia thought of Vincent, took the bag and found that there was no cash and check book, stood up and said, "Wait a while."

She opened a closed door and walked in.

Between the door switches, Scott peeked and saw some boxes inside.

Sophia came out quickly, holding a wad of $20 and tossing it to Scott: "Your service fee."

Scott immediately changed his face, feeling less pain in an instant, and said, "I promise to be there on call!"

Sophia waved her hand: "Let's go."

"Goodbye." Scott thinks that Sophia is much nobler than the father and son of Jack Davis and Martin Davis who are free.

At least Sophia paid for it.

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In the morning, in the yard of the Carter family.

Elena looked at the messy cut barbed wire fence and said, "Damn it! I'm going to blow Scott's nose!"

Martin pulled down a wire: "I'm fine during the day, I'll go buy some to make up for it."

Harris went out of the room: "You buy a new one and send money to Scott for nothing."

Elena thought for a moment and said, "I'll try to get some wood. It's not worth the money, so he won't move." She asked Martin, "You got the wood for the bed in the churchyard?"

Martin asked back, "Are you going to dig a cemetery?"

Elena was speechless: "I'm not as perverted as you idiot!"

"Can we discuss it later?" Lily came out with her mobile phone: "Scott said he was injured, let's pick him up outside the community."

Elena didn't seem to hear: "Go back to eat."

Lily hung up the phone directly, and wanted to speak again, but found that Martin's hand was less than 20 centimeters away from his head, so she shut up decisively.

Five people sat around the table, eating slices of bread and fried sausages.

Martin said: "Breakfast has been big lately."

Elena raised her hand and shook the chastity ring: "The idiots of the Methodist Church and the Methodist Church admire me very much, and they will give me more meat every time."

Martin drank a glass of milk and said to Elena: "You calculate how much rent I owe."

Elena nodded: "When I have time, I will find out the accounting book and see how many there are."

Lily finally found a chance to interject: "Could it be the end of the world?"

Martin stared at her: "Don't make me beat a minor!"

Lily picked up the cup, took a sip of milk, an unknown number of obscenities came out of her stomach, bumped into her clenched teeth, and pushed her cheeks.

After breakfast, Martin drove Elena to the Methodist church. He contacted Bruce, went to the gun club to practice in the morning, and called Jerome in the afternoon.

His most respected group leader had inquired a lot about the crew from Los Angeles.