Chapter 7 The Beginning
"Damn..."
"Fu** you, you are a car, not a pile of scrap iron, get moving me quickly!"
In the car, Anthony's brown-skinned face still had a little redness caused by the quarrel.
He turned the key, but he was unable to successfully ignite the car and couldn't help but open his mouth and curse.
"I've told you Anthony..."
Amid Anthony's curses, the girlfriend in the passenger seat looked at her girlfriend. She looked at her irritable boyfriend in front of the driver's seat and said sarcastically: "Don't drive these two broken cars again. You don't know that it's because of your two cars that I was ridiculed by how many Bichi in my back. Now I still have to escape in these two broken cars. I really don't know which eye I was blinded at the beginning to be willing to be with you."
"Or because you're blind in both eyes."
His eyes glanced over his girlfriend Mary's orthodox thick lips from black blood, and Anthony replied in a bad tone.
"How dare you, Anthony, how dare you!"
Hearing her boyfriend's reply, Mary in the passenger seat immediately widened her eyes, and her face covered with foundation was even more exaggerated. She pointed her fingers with pink nail polish at Anthony, and shouted with a look of disbelief.
"Don't forget, you have a share of that amount of money. When you encouraged me to greed for this money, you wouldn't have fallen to this point."
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Faced with Anthony's accusation, Mary's dark face couldn't help but feel a sudden expression, and her arrogant look was extinguished, and she hurried in the passenger seat and murmured.
"How could I have thought that the other party would come so soon to ask for money. They obviously don't lack this little money, so why do they still need it..."
Anthony has long understood his girlfriend's stupidity.
This is a vain woman. If it weren't for the other party's plump figure, he would have kicked her long ago.
And now, the reason why he pulled Mary to escape together.
I was also worried that if she was caught, she would provide herself without hesitation.
After warning, Anthony ignored the stupid woman who was still noisy in the passenger seat.
Puff~Puff~Puff~
He bent his waist and carefully turned the key at the keyhole.
With a low roar of the engine, the car successfully got angry, and Anthony's brown and black face finally showed a look of glory after a lifetime of disaster.
When you pressed the accelerator hard, the car's tires made a harsh friction sound when they touched the ground, which seemed particularly noisy in the Compton neighborhood late at night.
However, no one came out to investigate the situation.
Obviously, the tenants here have long been accustomed to this situation.
"Anthony, why don't you tell me in advance when you start!"
Inside the car, the sudden start of the car caught Mary in the passenger seat off guard. Her head was heavily in contact with the seat and made an exaggerated shout.
He turned his head and complained to Anthony, who was completely deaf.
It was this shock that caused the suitcase that was hurriedly thrown into the rear seat by the two of them to sway and rolled down from the seat. The clothes that were originally stuffed into the suitcase spilled into the entire space of the rear seat. With the falling clothes, the black music box also rolled out, and it smacked on Mary's head in the passenger seat like a coincidence.
"ah!"
At this moment, Mary's originally pretended to be painful immediately became realistic.
"Anthony, I was hit and I was bleeding. Ah, I'm going to be disfigured. The hospital will take me to the hospital now, Anthony!"
"Shut up, Mary!"
"We are on the road to escape now, not traveling, and don't forget that your insurance has expired for a year, and you can't afford the treatment even if you go to the hospital."
With his eyes glanced over the bleeding wound on his girlfriend's forehead, Anthony grabbed a piece from the scattered clothes behind him and threw it over: "Now, use the clothes to stop the blood on his head first, and I will help you with the wound when you are at a safe place."
The severe pain in the wound made Mary forget to complain for a moment, but looking at the dirty clothes that Anthony threw at her, the expression on her face immediately became resistant: "No, even if I die, I will not put such dirty clothes on my head, and I will never..."
"Since you don't want to use this piece of clothing, then go back and find a piece of clothing that will satisfy you to bandage the wound. I don't have time to accompany you to waste time on such trivial matters. If you are caught, you will die even if you don't want to die."
In the car, the quarrel between Anthony and Mary rang again.
None of the two people in the quarrel noticed that the culprit of the quarrel was the music box stained with Mary's blood donation next to the driver's seat, which was quickly lost its luster and turned black into inconspicuous small black dots at a speed visible to the naked eye. As the blood dries up, a faint blood color shines out from the cracks of the iron box that is closed in the music box.
...
"Finally, has it started?"
In the apartment, everything that happened in the car was seen through the broken panels of the system.
Zhao Yuan's connection showed a look of expectation.
As a screenwriter who has been baptized by the process of creating a genuine Hollywood movie script, Zhao Yuan has become accustomed to various prelude to plot methods before the plot officially begins.
However, these operations that were originally considered conventional for him now seem particularly painful to evolve into reality.
Especially, neither party starring the script this time is very photogenic.
Mary's thick lips and Anthony's brown skin may be in line with Hollywood's "correct concept", fully demonstrating the diversity and ethnic diversity of America.
However, I can't stand the fact that the two people are actually distorted.
Fortunately, these eye-catching transitional plots have passed.
The plot that will be unfolded next is the most core key in the script he created and the part that Zhao Yuan is most looking forward to.
"Now, let me witness all this."
"A mysterious and strange beginning."
...
In the apartment, Zhao Yuan's voice fell.
In the system screen, the closed music box suddenly opens automatically.
creak, creak—
As the clockwork rotates, intermittent music sounds.
A song "To Alice" flows quietly in the car under the performance of the music box.
However, neither Anthony in the driver's seat nor Mary chattered in the car seemed to have heard the sad music.
Their quarrels and the music played by the music box are like two completely different worlds.
Chapter completed!