American fame and fortune

Max is not stupid. Looking at Harris, looking at Martin, and thinking of the obscene actions of the bear dressed by Martin, it is not difficult to draw a conclusion: "You framed me?"

He snapped, "This is extortion, boy, you're out of luck!"

"You hit someone and want to shirk?" Martin certainly wouldn't admit it, but picked up his phone, pressed the three numbers of 911, and asked Harris solemnly: "Do you need my help to call the police?"

Max's expression was no longer mild: "You have provoked someone you shouldn't, you are dead!"

Martin didn't seem to hear it, and said to himself: "Drug driving caused serious injuries. I remember there was a case in the community. That unlucky guy spent all his family property, and was finally sentenced...how many years?"

Max stepped back and leaned against the car.

Martin muttered: "There is a ready-made case today, and it will be known soon.

Harris was very cooperative and elated: "Drug driving, my God, it's great! The probability of me making a fortune is as high as 100%!" He added impromptuly: "That video tape, you must sell it to me! I will offer 1,000 dollars !"

Max stared at Martin as if seeing a poisonous snake.

Martin said: "Mr. Max, you are an excellent husband, a loving father, a beautiful wife, and lovely children. They must regard you as a pillar and a hero. I admire you very much. You must not be involved in criminal cases." .”

"You bastard!" Max scolded angrily, "You are shameless and unworthy of being a human being!"

Martin wasn't irritated by him: "I'm a keen citizen, and if I report the tape to the police, I might receive a Marietta Citizenship Medal."

Max gradually broke his defense: "Don't talk about yourself so noble, reptile in the slum! I know you are doing it for money, tell me a number, and bring me the video."

People are responsible for what they say, so Martin decided to temporarily increase the price: "$5,000."

"Boy, are you crazy?" Max pointed at him and said, "Call the police for a fine of $5,000!"

Instead of refusing, but counting the numbers, Martin sensed that Max was about to be defeated, and added more: "My new boss has a freelance reporter friend. As long as I call the police, the three channels that follow Atlanta's social life news will soon receive a report." copy."

He pointed to Harris: "I don't understand the law. May I ask Mr. Max, in addition to fines, do you want to pay bail and pay for a lawyer? The free lawyer of the ATL Legal Aid Association will have to wait a few months oh."

The top of Max's head was about to smoke.

Martin chased after the victory: "You may still go to jail. If the sentence is longer, will your beautiful wife divorce you? Will she take your property and find a new boyfriend? It seems good, someone will protect your wife for you , raising children..."

"Enough! Shut up your stinky mouth!" Max kicked the Cadillac's wheel back: "Martin Davis, you are so vicious that you are not worthy of being a human being!"

He took pen and checkbook out of the car: "$3,000! Only $3,000! If you want a penny more, I'll fight you like hell! And, send back the damn videotape."

Martin wanted to allow time for Elena to reproduce the video, took three checks of $1,000, and said: "I am a poor man, and I have never seen a large check. You accompany me to the bank to transfer the money, and I will send it to you immediately after the transfer." Videotape, there is a Bank of America branch nearby."

Max said viciously: "Don't play tricks!"

Martin said: "Honesty and trustworthiness are the principles of my life."

After crossing the intersection, there was a bank branch at most a kilometer away. Harris got up, ignored his bicycle, and followed Martin on foot.

Max moved the old bicycle, got on the bike and followed.

Holding the large check in his hand, Harris even forgot the pain of breaking his arm, and couldn't help but said, "How is my performance? Put it in the film festival, and there is an 80% chance of winning Best Actor."

Martin directly vetoed it: "It's too exaggerated, superficial." He took out his mobile phone and called Elena: "Is the video okay? Good! Send the original tape over, Bank of America."

When they came to the Bank of America branch, Martin and Harris opened their own accounts. Martin went out halfway and got the camera back.

After the check was transferred, in the waiting area of ​​the branch, Max watched the video through the small LCD screen of the cassette camera, took out the cassette and stuffed it into his bag.

The video happens to capture the bike crashing into the camera and the Cadillac crashing into it.

The angles are clearly chosen.

Max asked, "Is there a copy and record?"

Martin took back the camera and asked in surprise, "Can this thing still record?"

Max stared at him, not noticing anything unusual, and stood up: "Don't let me see you again."

Martin said, "Don't worry, I don't want to see you either."

Max stepped out of the bank branch, got into the car and slapped the steering wheel: "Shit!"

Those two bastards will make them pay sooner or later.

The Cadillac started and drove into a secluded road. Max got out of the car and pulled out the tape of the cassette, lit it with a lighter, and burned it to ashes.

Starting tomorrow, he will temporarily hire a driver, so as not to have a second time.

With that bastard's shamelessness, he can definitely do it.

Martin and Harris each took some change, applied for a credit card, and went out to get in the car.

Elena asked, "Your legs and arms don't hurt anymore?"

Martin closed the co-pilot door and said, "I found out that my legs hurt when I don't have money, and I feel better when I have money."

Harris leaned back on the back seat, getting excited, and urged: "Take me to the hospital quickly, I'm dying of pain."

Elena started the car: "You idiot can't be killed by a car, this little injury will kill you."

Passing by the scene of the accident, the bike was gone.

The three of them didn't care at all, the broken car that was ringing everywhere except the bell had turned into shit in their eyes.

With the money, fix Harris' arm instead of going to Bill's vet.

Elena suddenly had an idea: "It's hard to break an arm once, let's do it again? There are many poisonous ghosts."

Harris protested: "The probability of my death is as high as 99%!"

Martin had thought about it a long time ago: "Max has a happy family with two sons and daughters. He doesn't want to become a criminal. What if he meets a grumpy old man next time? What if he shoots Harris's pig's head off?"

Elena concentrated on driving and stopped talking.

When they came to the hospital, Martin accompanied Harris for treatment, and Elena returned the car and teddy bear.

Martin asked, "Whose car?"

Elena said, "Monica's, she's a nice person."

Martin said softly, "Remember to fill up the gas."

Elena stared at him for a while: "Did you lose your idiot's head?"

Martin saw Harris coming out of the CT room and hurried over.

Harris' condition is not very bad. There is no need for surgery to put steel nails and plates.

Elena came back from the hospital and suggested, "Celebrate tonight."

"Celebrating a fool who broke his arm, I agree!" Martin was generous: "I treat you, let's go and buy beer!"

Harris hung his arms and followed: "I want to eat a funnel cake and a Monte Cristo sandwich!"

Elena was very happy: "It's a rare treat for a poor man. I want sweet water, beer and oxtail rice!"

The three made big purchases at roadside restaurants and convenience stores, and planned to go back to the carnival.

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