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Chapter 5: Vicious and Unworthy of Being a Human

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

He said sternly, "This is extortion, kid, you're in trouble!"

"You hit someone, and you want to shirk responsibility?" Martin certainly wouldn't admit it. Instead, he picked up his phone, dialed 911, and asked Harris seriously, "Do you need my help to call the police?"

Max's expression was no longer gentle: "You have offended the wrong person, you are dead!"

Martin seemed not to hear and muttered to himself: "Drug driving caused serious injury to someone. I remember there was a case in the community. The unlucky guy lost all his property and was sentenced to... How many years?"

Max stepped back and leaned against the car.

Martin muttered, “There is a ready-made case today, and we will know soon.

Harris cooperated very well and was very excited: "Drug driving, God, that's great! The probability of me making a fortune is 1000%!" He added: "You must sell that videotape to me! I'll give you $!"

Max stared at Martin as if he saw a poisonous snake.

Martin said: "Mr. Max, you are an excellent husband and a loving father. You have a beautiful wife and lovely children. They must regard you as a pillar and a hero. I admire you very much and I will never let you be involved in a criminal case."

"You son of a bitch!" Max yelled, "You are so shameless that you don't deserve to be a human being!"

Martin was not irritated by him: "I am a concerned citizen. I called the police and sent the videotape. I may receive a Marietta Honorary Citizen Medal."

Max's defense gradually broke down: "Don't make yourself sound so noble, you slum crawler! I know you are after money, just tell me a number and give me the videotape."

People are responsible for what they say, so Martin decided to temporarily raise the price: "5000 US dollars."

"Boy, are you crazy?" Max pointed at him and said, "Call the police and the fine will only be $5000!"

Martin didn't refuse, but calculated the numbers. He sensed that Max was about to be defeated, so he raised the stakes again: "My new boss has a freelance journalist friend. As long as I call the police, Channel 3, which focuses on Atlanta social life news, will soon receive a copy."

He pointed at Harris and said, "I don't understand the law. Mr. Max, in addition to the fine, do you have to pay bail? Do you have to pay for a lawyer? The ATL Legal Aid Association's free lawyers will take several months to get a job."

Max's head was almost smoking.

Martin pressed on: "You may even go to jail. If you are sentenced to a longer time, will your beautiful wife divorce you? Will she take your property and find a new boyfriend? It seems not bad either. Someone will protect your wife and raise your children for you..."

"That's enough! Shut your stinky mouth!" Max turned around and kicked the wheel of the Cadillac: "Martin Davis, you are so vicious that you don't deserve to be a human being!"

He got a pen and checkbook from his car. "3000 dollars! Only 3000 dollars! If you ask for one cent more, I'll fight you to death! And, send back the damn videotape."

Martin wanted to give Elena some time to copy the video, so he took out three $1000 checks and said, "I'm a pauper and have never seen a large check. You accompany me to the bank to transfer the money, and I'll give you the videotape immediately after the transfer. There is a Bank of America branch nearby."

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

Martin said: "Honesty and trustworthiness are my principles."

After crossing the intersection, there was a bank branch no more than a thousand meters away. Harris got up, ignored his bicycle, and followed Martin on foot.

Max moved his old bicycle away, got on and followed.

Holding the large check in his hand, Harris even forgot the pain of his broken arm and couldn't help but say, "How was my acting? If I put it in a film festival, I have an 80% chance of winning the Best Actor award."

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

Arriving at the Bank of America branch, Martin and Harris each opened an account. In the middle of the process, Martin went out to get the camera back.

After the check was transferred, Max took a rough look at the video on the small LCD screen of the cassette camera in the waiting area of ​​the branch, then took out the cassette and put it in his bag.

The video happened to record the process of the bicycle running into the camera and the Cadillac hitting it.

The angle was obviously chosen.

Max asked, "Are there any copies?"

Martin took back the camera and asked in surprise: "Can this thing 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 left the bank branch, got into the car and slammed the steering wheel: "Shit!"

Those two bastards will pay the price sooner or later.

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

Starting tomorrow, he will temporarily hire a driver to avoid a second time.

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

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

Elena asked, "Don't your legs and arms hurt anymore?"

Martin closed the passenger door and said, "I found that my legs hurt when I have no money, but I feel so comfortable when I have money."

Harris leaned back in the back seat, his excitement subsided, and he urged, "Take me to the hospital quickly. I'm in so much pain."

Elena started the car: "Even a car can't kill you, an idiot. This little injury won't kill you."

Passing by the accident scene, the bike was gone.

The three of them didn't care at all. In their eyes, the broken car that made noise everywhere except the bell had become shit.

With the money, Harris' arm can be treated without going to veterinarian Bill.

Elena suddenly had an idea: "It's not easy to break an arm once, why don't we do it again? There are a lot of poison ghosts."

Harris protested: "There's a 99 percent chance that I'm going to die!"

Martin had thought about this a long time ago: "Max has a happy family, two children, and doesn't want to become a criminal. What if he meets a grumpy guy next time? What if he shoots Harris's pig head?"

Elena concentrated on driving and stopped talking.

At the hospital, Martin accompanied Harris for treatment, while Elena went to return the car and teddy bear.

Martin asked, "Whose car?"

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

Martin whispered, "Remember to fill up the gas tank."

Elena stared at him for a while: "Did your idiot brain come to its senses after the fall?"

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

Harris' condition was not very bad and he did not need surgery or steel nails or plates. The doctor repositioned the bone and put on a plaster cast. All that was left was to take medicine and rest.

Elena, who rushed back from the hospital, suggested: "Let's celebrate tonight."

"Celebrating a stupid guy breaking his arm, I approve!" Martin said generously: "It's my treat, let's go buy some beer!"

Harris followed with his arm in a sling: "I want funnel cake and a Monte Cristo sandwich!"

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

The three of them made a big purchase at a roadside restaurant and convenience store, planning to go back and party.

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