America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 33: The end of the world

After coming out of the club, Martin and Bruce went to the parking lot together. They came out late because they had been drinking with Hart and others.

The security situation on Xijo Street in the early morning is not good.

Martin stared at the two black men walking by the roadside. His hand unconsciously reached into his clothes and grasped the handle of his gun. When the men walked away, he said, "Why does it feel like we are in Iraq?"

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

At this time, black smoke floated over, and a shabby van drove over and stopped in front of the black bar.

The car door opened and several men with guns escorted three black guys out.

Martin knew one of them. He had bought beer from him a few nights ago. The other black people seemed to call him Fred.

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

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

Bruce came to the passenger door of the Ford and motioned Martin to open the door quickly, and then said, "It's normal to have broken hands and feet. It's possible that fingers may have been chopped off."

Martin, who rarely interacted with black people, asked, “What do they think?”

"Growing up in the worst quagmire, I have no skills, no knowledge, no experience, stealing and robbing have long been part of my life." Bruce pointed to his head: "Plus, when I get emotional, I can't control myself easily."

Martin opened the car door and asked, "If I wish a man to have a bunch of black people?"

Bruce got on the passenger seat and smiled innocently: "You are so vicious!"

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

After quickly washing up and lying on the repaired wooden bed, Martin took out the check from his pocket and put it under the bed, reminding himself to cash it tomorrow, as it was not safe to carry it with him or hide it at home.

In the Clayton community, the poorer the better.

Vincent fulfilled his promise and paid the full $1.

Martin received a $1.5 bonus from Vincent and eliminated the $6000 loan sharking principal.

He roughly calculated his income and expenditure. His former boss Max generously gave him $3000, and his three-day salary for filming "City People" was $1800.

Then there’s the bartender’s hourly wage and tips.

The biggest expenses were guns and cars. I bought a lot of bullets for shooting practice, paid off the first installment after the down payment for the car, and there were also miscellaneous expenses including food expenses for Elena.

Martin hadn't checked his account for a while, but including the newly received $1, the account balance was definitely over $.

Money is a person's courage. Only with a certain amount of capital as a foundation can one act with ease.

Martin suddenly remembered that he still owed Elena rent.

Living in someone else's house and doing business worth hundreds of millions with others, it seems a bit unreasonable not to pay rent.

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

Sophia sat on the sofa in shorts and a vest, revealing her well-developed thigh muscles and well-defined abdominal muscles. She pointed at the water and pills on the coffee table and said, "Take it."

Scott looked over and saw that it was a painkiller. He quickly shook his head: "I'm not sick, why should I take this."

Sophia didn't try to persuade him, and pointed to the bedroom with the door open: "Let me tell you the rules. Except for the bathroom and this room, no other rooms are allowed to be entered. Do you understand?"

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

Sophia threw a covering mask over: "Put it on and follow me."

Scott chuckled and played a mysterious game?
He put it on his head and was led by Sofia into another room.

As the silver bracelet snapped shut, Sophia shouted, "You're under arrest!"

The black rubber baton was in her hand.

Soon, Scott screamed and regretted not taking painkillers. Resist? Sofia took out a gun and put it on his mouth!

For Scott Carter, it was a miserable night and an unforgettable night.

Day finally dawned, and Scott spread his legs and held onto the wall to move out.

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

She picked up a cell phone and threw it to Scott: "It's on 24 hours a day, available at any time. Do you understand the consequences of not answering the phone?"

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

Sophia thought of Vincent, took her bag, and realized she didn't have any cash or checkbook, so she stood up and said, "Wait a minute."

She opened a tightly closed door and walked in.

Scott peeked in between the door opening and closing and saw some boxes inside.

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

Scott's expression changed immediately, and he didn't feel the pain anymore. He said, "I promise to be there whenever you call me!"

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

"Goodbye." Scott thought that Sophia was much nobler than Jack Davis and Martin Davis, the father and son of free haircuts.

At least Sofia gave the money.

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In the morning, in the Carter's yard.

Elena looked at the badly cut chain link fence and said, "Damn it! I'm going to break Scott's nose!"

Martin pulled down a piece of wire: "I have nothing to do during the day, so I'll go buy some to make up for it."

Harris walked out of the room: "You buy new ones and give Scott money for nothing."

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

Martin asked back, "You want to dig a grave?"

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

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

Elena seemed not to hear: “Go back and 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 her head, so she shut up decisively.

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

Martin said: "Breakfast has been very good lately."

Elena raised her hand and shook her chastity ring: “The idiots from the Methodist Church and the Methodist Church admire me very much and always give me more meat.”

Martin drank a glass of milk and said to Elena, "Calculate how much rent I owe."

Elena nodded: “When I have time, I will find the account book and see exactly how much there is.”

Lily finally found an opportunity to interrupt: "Is the world ending?"

Martin stared at her. “Don’t make me beat a minor!”

Lily picked up the cup and took a sip of milk. She didn't know how many dirty words came out of her stomach, hitting her clenched teeth and pushing up her cheeks.

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

The leader he respected the most heard a lot of information about the crew from Los Angeles.

(End of this chapter)