Hollywood Road

It will be put on the shelves after 12 noon tomorrow, and there will be an explosion!

Holding the steel pipe tightly with his right hand, Murphy gradually approached the stairs. One side of the stairs was the entrance to the underground storage room. The switch on the outside of the door was also turned on, and it was obvious that someone had entered inside.

In the underground storage room, there was the original video camera and car police receiver, as well as some office equipment he acquired from the original company after leasing the house. It would not be surprising if someone targeted him.

As he approached the door of the storage room, Murphy raised his vigilance. The life here has told him with countless vivid examples that America is definitely not the paradise that some people once preached, let alone in the slums and middle-class communities. There are also many crimes.

When he came to the side of the stairs, he stretched out a hand and gently pushed open the door of the storage room. A series of downward stairs appeared, just as expected, with lights below and the sound of turning things over. come up.

But there was a corner at the end of the stairs, and a right-angled turn was the storage room. Standing at the door, Murphy couldn't see what was going on inside.

He put his footsteps to the lightest, walked down step by step, and at the same time was ready to shoot at any time.

Walking to the corner, Murphy leaned his body against the wall, and just about to stretch his head to take a look, suddenly a shadow appeared.

The light was in the storage room, and he hid on the side of the corner. The shadow was moving forward, and it was obvious that the people inside had come over.

Murphy frowned, and raised the steel pipe in his hand. He had been in prison and knew that many thieves often carried guns, and sometimes turned burglary cases into shooting cases.

With his body pressed against the wall, Murphy stared at the shadow on the ground, silently counting the time when the other party appeared.

The storage room was not well ventilated, and there was a slight musty smell. Murphy suddenly felt his nose itchy, suppressed the urge to sneeze, and was ready to attack.

Footsteps sounded, and judging from the shadows, the people inside had already approached the corner. Just as the other party turned around, Murphy made a strong right hand, and the steel pipe was about to smash down with the sound of wind.

"what……"

The person who turned around seemed to be frightened by Murphy, and let out a piercing scream.

At the same time as the shot, Murphy had already seen who was turning around, and subconsciously turned his right hand outward. Fortunately, he didn't intend to hit the opponent's head, but just wanted to hit the thief on the shoulder to make the thief temporarily lose his ability to resist , the steel pipe was twisted to the outside by him, without hitting anyone, it fell heavily on the corner of the wall, making a bang.

This storage room hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and the wall was smashed by Murphy, and the dust on it fell down.

"Ah Choo..." Murphy finally couldn't help it and sneezed.

The person who turned out was completely terrified. He didn't care about the dust falling on his short blond hair. He bent down and raised his arms, uttering a terrified cry, "Ah..."

Looking at Carey Mulligan who was frightened by him, Murphy threw away the steel pipe in his hand, regardless of the pain in his hand, and quickly pulled her over.

"Hey! Carrie, it's me!" He lowered his body slightly, facing the baby face, "It's me, Murphy!"

Hearing this sentence and seeing the familiar face in front of him, Carey Mulligan finally stopped screaming, but tears came out of fear, two huge teardrops rolled down his dusty cheeks, rushing down two streams. Printed in black.

She looked at Murphy and gasped for breath. After a few seconds, she finally recovered, grabbed Murphy's hand, and asked loudly, "What are you going to do? Are you trying to scare me? This kind of game is not good at all. fun."

After all, she was just a girl who had just turned sixteen.

"Calm down, Kerry. Ah Choo..." Reaching out and waving the dust that was still falling, Murphy grabbed one of her arms, "This is not a place to talk, let's go up and talk."

Half a minute later, the two disheveled people found two chairs and sat at an old desk,

After a brief adjustment, Carey Mulligan basically returned to calm.

"Why did you hit me?" She looked at Murphy with grievances written all over her face, "Where did that Murphy who was so good to me go? How did you become like this."

Hearing this, Murphy rubbed his aching right hand and scratched his head for a while, why did he hit her?

He spread his hands, "I thought a thief had come in."

Carey Mulligan's eyes widened. "How could I be a thief?"

Her face became even more aggrieved.

Murphy stood up, fetched a towel from a side shelf, and handed it over, and Carey Mulligan went on to wipe the dust, but sullenness was almost written all over his face.

Sitting back on his chair, Murphy pointed to the door, "When I came in, the wrought iron door was open, the chain lock was thrown on the lawn, and there was the sound of rummaging in the storage room..."

He spread his hands, "Honey, what do you think this looks like?"

"This... this..." Like a magic trick, the grievance on Carey Mulligan's face disappeared instantly, and he scratched his blonde hair that was about to turn gray in embarrassment, and said, "I remember I opened the door, obviously How could the lock on the door fall?"

Probably knowing that she was in the wrong, she smiled apologetically at Murphy, "I went to the storage room, and it was a box containing old clothes."

Murphy frowned and asked, "How do you have the key?"

"Have you forgotten?" Her big eyes were full of innocence, "Once I helped Paul Wilson move things and asked if you could give me a key. You agreed at that time, so I asked Paul Wilson. Elson asked for one."

After trying to recall, Murphy remembered that it was before the filming started, but at that time, he was obviously too lazy to talk to her...

This is just a small question, and there is another very important question. Murphy didn't continue to ask, and pointed to the storage room, "What are you doing with your old clothes here?"

"Ah..." Carey Mulligan lowered his head, looking very pitiful, "Well, because of my dropping out, I had a conflict with Uncle Julian... well, anyway, I moved out of his house, and I always Find a place to live."

She raised her eyelids and took a sneak peek at Murphy, "You are the best to me, I have no place to live now, you must not have the heart to let me live on the street?"

As if afraid that Murphy would disagree, Carey Mulligan added, "If I live outside, I'm also afraid of meeting someone like James Franco."

Murphy frowned, obviously still thinking about it.

"Choo..." Carey Mulligan sneezed too, flicking the dust off her blond hair. "Can I use the upstairs bathroom? I'm so dirty right now."

Not to mention the obviously dusty blond hair, her baby face was first washed by dust and then washed by tears, which really looked terrible.

Murphy couldn't bear it, and nodded slightly.

Carey Mulligan stood up, pointed to his hair and said, "You're dirty too."

After touching his short hair, his hands were covered with dust. Murphy stood up and walked to the stairs first, "I want to wash it too."

Behind him, Carey Mulligan watched his back, eyes twinkling.

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