Hollywood Road

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Murphy ordered a dozen beers and toasted with James Franco non-stop. Alcohol can bring the two closer, and he has been under a lot of pressure recently, so this is also a good way to vent the pressure.

The time was getting late, and the bar began to become lively. More and more people walked into the bar. Looking from the second floor, the seats on the first floor were almost full, and many people came up from the stairs. Looking for a suitable seat, just as Murphy finished another bottle of beer, a fat man with glasses walked over and sat on the table behind James Franco.

Unlike the others, he was alone, with his back to James Franco, seemingly in a bad mood, and Murphy vaguely heard him order a bottle of vodka.

James Franco put down the bottle in his hand, pointed at Murphy and said, "You think you're hiding it well, but I can't see it? You're just a silly innocent girl like Carey Mulligan."

He smelled of alcohol, but Murphy didn't care, neither of them drank less than the other, and confronted him, "You are so smart, you were almost castrated by an innocent girl!"

He deliberately emphasized the tone of castration, mocking unceremoniously, "If I hadn't shouted to stop, you wouldn't have a dick now!"

As if that wasn't enough, Murphy hiccupped and added, "Gender reassignment surgery can also save a process!"

Obviously, he had a little too much to drink.

Embarrassment appeared on James Franco's old face, "I...I..."

He swallowed and argued forcefully, "We were rehearsing!"

If they drank too much alcohol, the voice would naturally become louder. Fortunately, the bar was relatively noisy, so no one paid attention to their side for the time being.

"You, Jim!"

Even after drinking too much, Murphy didn't forget what he was here for. He pointed at James Franco and tapped it a few times, "You are an ungrateful pedophile!"

"Me?" James Franco pointed at his gaping mouth. He obviously had too much to drink, "What does it matter to you that I am a child lover? You are not in the middle..."

"If it wasn't me in the middle," Murphy interrupted him directly, and then emphasized, "You don't have a dick anymore!"

"You..." James Franco had just taken a sip of wine, almost choking it into his lungs, swallowed it quickly, and raised his voice, "Even if I don't have a dick, I won't be fooled by you again!"

"You admit that you don't have any seeds?" Murphy sneered twice, "I know why you don't want to join my crew, because Carey Mulligan is also there, and you are afraid of being castrated by her."

"I..." James Franco straightened his neck, "I...would I be afraid of her?"

Although his voice was very loud, anyone could tell that he lacked confidence.

Murphy shook his head, "You eggless guy! I really wonder if you have been abused by other underage girls as well."

James Franco slapped the table hard, made a loud bang, and distinguished loudly, "Not at all!"

He slapped the table and spoke very loudly. Murphy deliberately blocked his ears. Many people around him looked this way and looked at James Franco with curious eyes.

"You fucking dog..." James Franco yelled from behind, "Can you fucking let people drink?"

The fat man who was sitting behind James Franco stood up, his fat face was flushed with glasses, and he obviously drank a lot, and he was staring at Fu Lanlan with angry eyes.

It seemed that he had endured it for a long time, and the fat-eyed man roared in a voice no less than that of James Franco, "You eggless bitch, if you don't keep quiet, I'll put your head in your ass!"

"I%￥..." James Franco uttered a string of obscenities, stepped forward and grabbed the fat man by the collar.

Both of them drank,

And he drank a lot, alcohol was like a catalyst.

Not to be outdone, the fat man pushed James Franco's chest. His strength was obviously stronger than James Franco's. He pushed Fu Lanlan back several steps in a row, and stepped back directly to Murphy. Fei stretched out her hand to help, and Fu Lanlan would definitely be pushed down.

"You %￥￥..." James Franco uttered another swear word.

Before he finished swearing, the fat man rushed over in two steps, grabbed James Franco's neck with one hand, and was about to grab the wine bottle on Murphy's table with the other.

Murphy immediately stood up, no matter what, James Franco was his companion, if he was hit on the head by this wine bottle, his brain would burst and his flesh and blood would fly to the point that he would not be able to bleed his head. .

He couldn't sit back and watch James Franco get hit like that.

The fat-eyed man had just picked up the wine bottle, and before he could swing it, Murphy leaned forward much faster than him, and hit the fat man's cheek with his right fist like a stone.

Murphy doesn't know much kung fu, and he hasn't practiced any fighting skills. His fighting skills are all obtained in prison fights. His punches are nothing more than fast, accurate, and ruthless.

For some reason, Fatty felt as if he had been hit by a crazy bull on the farm in his hometown. His glasses flew out, his head was thrown back suddenly, and his whole body was driven back several times, and he hit his desk directly. On the ground, half of the body fell on it.

Squinting the small eyes under the glasses, he vaguely saw the hand of the eggless guy's companion, he pushed the table hard, and was about to stand up and rush over to settle the score, when his head suddenly became dizzy and fell to the ground with a thud .

Lying on the floor, he shook his head vigorously, only then did he feel better.

"What are you doing?"

There was a burst of shouting and cursing from the other side of the stairs, and several security personnel ran over and directly separated Murphy, James Franco from that person, and the leader said loudly, "Don't make trouble here, if you fight, please You go out."

This is Rodell Street in Beverly Hills. Celebrities often come and go in and out of the bar, and the quality of the security personnel is relatively high.

Two security guards came over and stared at Murphy and James Franco, and another one stared at the fat man. The leader made a gesture of please go, and several other people raised their hands, so they would not leave. Just push it out.

"Let's go by ourselves." Murphy spread his hands and supported James Franco, "Let's go."

James Franco broke away from Murphy's hand, and walked forward waddlingly, "I can walk without your help."

Although he drank too much, he was not completely drunk. As he was walking, he looked back at Murphy with surprise in his eyes. He never thought that this selfish guy would help him.

Murphy followed James Franco, separated by a few security personnel, and behind him was the fat man with glasses, who was pushed out of the bar just like that.

After leaving the bar, the security personnel withdrew and left them alone.

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