Max is not stupid. Looking at Harris, looking at Martin, and thinking of the obscene actions of the bear dressed as Martin, it is not difficult to come to a conclusion: "You framed me?"
He snapped: "This is extortion, boy, you're going to be in trouble!"
"You hit someone and you want to shirk it?" Of course Martin would not admit it. Instead, he picked up his phone, pressed the three numbers 911, and asked Harris seriously: "Do you need my help to call the police?"
Max's demeanor was no longer gentle: "You messed with someone you shouldn't mess with, you're dead!"
Martin didn't seem to hear him and said to himself: "Drug driving caused serious injuries. I remember there was a case in the community. The unlucky guy spent all his family property and was sentenced to...how many years?"
Max stepped back and leaned against the car.
Martin muttered: “There is a ready case today and we will know it soon.
Harris cooperated and said happily: "Drug driving, my God, that's great! The probability of me making a big fortune is as high as 100%!" He added on the spur of the moment: "You must sell me that videotape! I will pay you $1,000. !”
Max stared at Martin as if he were seeing a venomous 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 hero. I admire you very much and will never let you be involved in criminal cases." .”
"You're the son of a cousin!" Max yelled angrily: "You're so shameless and don't deserve to be a human being!"
Martin was not offended by him: "I am a concerned citizen. If I call the police and send in the video, I may receive an Honorary Citizen Medal from Marietta."
Max gradually broke through his defenses: "Don't think of yourself so noble, you slum reptile! I know you are here for money, just give 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, "The fine for calling the police is only $5,000!"
Instead of refusing, Martin calculated the numbers. Sensing that Max was about to be defeated, Martin increased the pressure again: "My new boss has a freelance journalist friend. As long as I call the police, the three stations that follow Atlanta's social life news will soon receive a copy." copy."
He pointed at Harris: "I don't understand the law. May I ask Mr. Max, in addition to the fine, will you pay bail and will it cost money to hire a lawyer? How many months will it take to hire a free lawyer from the ATL Legal Aid Association? oh."
There was smoke coming out of Max's head.
Martin pursued 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..."
"That's enough! Shut your stinky mouth!" Max kicked the Cadillac's wheel: "Martin Davis, you are so vicious that you don't deserve to be a human being!"
He took out a pen and checkbook from the car: "$3,000! Only $3,000! If you ask for a cent more, I will fight you tooth and nail! Also, send back the damn videotape."
Martin wanted to give Elena time to replay the video. He took out three checks for $1,000 and said: "I am a poor man and have never seen a large check. You accompany me to the bank to transfer the money. I will give it to you immediately after the transfer." Videotape, there’s a Bank of America branch nearby.”
Max said fiercely: "Don't play tricks!"
Martin said: "Honesty and trustworthiness are the principles of my life."
After crossing the intersection, there was a bank branch no more than a thousand meters away. Harris got up, ignored the bicycle, and followed Martin on foot.
Max moved the old bicycle away, got on the car and followed.
Holding the large check in his hand, Harris forgot about the pain of his broken arm and couldn't help but said: "How was my performance? If you put it in the film festival, there is an 80% chance of winning the Best Actor."
Martin directly rejected it: "It's too exaggerated and superficial." He took out his mobile phone and called Elena: "Is the video okay? Okay! Send the original tape over to Bank of America when you're done."
When they arrived at the Bank of America branch, Martin and Harris opened their own accounts. Martin went out to get the camera back.
After the check was transferred, in the waiting area of the branch, Max briefly viewed the video captured on the small LCD screen of the cassette camera, took out the cassette and stuffed it into his bag.
The video happened to record the process of the bike breaking into the shot and the Cadillac crashing into it.
The angles are clearly chosen.
Max asked: "Have you made any copies?"
Martin took the camera back and asked in surprise: "Can this thing still record?"
Max stared at him, not noticing anything strange, 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 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 cassette strap, 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 could 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 passenger door and said, "I found that my legs hurt only when I don't have money, but my whole body feels really comfortable when I have money."
Harris leaned on the back seat, his excitement subsided, and urged: "Take me to the hospital quickly, I'm in pain."
Elena started the car: "The car can't even hit you idiot, but this little injury won't kill you."
Passing the scene of the accident, the bike was missing.
The three of them didn't care at all. The old car with all the bells ringing had turned into shit in their eyes.
With the money, you can treat Harris' arm without having to go to Vet Bill.
Elena suddenly came up with an idea: "It's hard to break your arm once, let's do it again? There are many poisonous people."
Harris protested: "The probability of my death is as high as 99 percent!"
Martin has long thought about it: "Max has a happy family, a son and a daughter, and he doesn't want to become a criminal. What if he meets a violent old man next time? What if he shoots off Harris's pig head?"
Elena concentrated on driving and stopped talking.
Arriving at the hospital, Martin accompanied Harris for diagnosis and 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 said softly: "Remember to fill up the tank."
Elena stared at him for a while: "Did you lose your idiot head?"
Martin saw Harris coming out of the CT room and hurried over.
Harris's condition is not very bad. He does not need surgery to install steel nails and plates. The doctor put a plaster on his body after resetting it. All that is left is to take medicine and recuperate.
Elena, who rushed back from the hospital, suggested: "Celebrate it tonight."
"Celebrating a fool who broke his arm, I agree!" Martin said generously: "My treat, let's go buy a beer!"
Harris hung his arms and followed him: "I want funnel cakes and a Monte Cristo sandwich!"
Elena was very happy: "A treat is rare for a poor man, I want sweet water beer and oxtail rice!"
The three of them did a lot of shopping at roadside restaurants and convenience stores, planning to go back for a party.
