King of Hollywood

"You know, I was really angry at the scene in the restaurant. I managed to find a little feeling, but Dan ruined it. At that moment, I really wanted to kill him!" Kate said angrily with The fork poked through the bacon on the plate as if it was Dennis.

"I have to remind you, Kate, you won't be able to eat any more." Adrian said leisurely.

"Even if it is poked into minced meat, I can eat it!" Kate snorted softly, cut off a small piece and put it in her mouth, chewing it with her moist red lips felt really good.

The two chatted while eating, and they talked about the filming during this period and Kate's many problems, and naturally they talked about the thing Kate hated the most. The few scenes in the restaurant are the simplest of all her scenes, and also the least shots that need to be shot, so Kate has always wanted to NG a few times to prove that she still has some acting skills. Some people in the crew privately But it's not uncommon to say that she got the role because of Adrian.

Unfortunately, in a slightly longer semi-rotary shot, it seemed to be a one-shot, but at the end Dennis suddenly sneezed, so the whole shot had to be restarted. It’s fine if it’s just like this, but I don’t know what’s going on, there will always be some small problems in the next shooting, or Kate suddenly forgot the lines, or the lighting of the lighting engineer is wrong, or the photographer’s lens is not right... In short, during the tens of minutes of shooting, these small problems never stopped. In the end, it took about ten or so NGs to count.

How could Kate not be angry, for which she often complained and scolded Dennis in front of Adrian.

"It seems that I should put the scene in the bar to the back of the filming." Adrian said jokingly.

Kate froze for a moment, then reacted and glared at him angrily. There is a scene in the bar where Kate teases Dennis, deliberately spit into the pipe and then wait for his illness to attack before serving it to him. As a result, Dennis actually drank it. It is self-evident what Adrian is referring to here.

"Are you planning to never forget?!" Kate asked through gritted teeth.

"Why did you forget? Isn't this the truth?" Adrian laughed, but he quickly changed the subject with a wave of his hand: "Don't worry about those shots, Kate, in fact, your progress is still obvious. Even I’m still learning myself, and this shoot taught me a lot.”

"I'm not fussing, I'm just... a little depressed." Kate dropped her fork and pouted her mouth, propping her cheek with one hand and looking out of the floor-to-ceiling glass. The masculine short hair cut for shooting made her look pure And cute.

Adrian smiled and shook his head, reaching out to comfort her face: "Don't think so much, it's Thanksgiving these days, let's go back after eating, let me think about where to take you shopping tomorrow It's better to go shopping."

"Got it—" Kate said in a drawn-out voice, and her tall nose playfully arched Adrian's palm.

It would have been an afternoon full of joy and sweetness, were it not for what happened next.

"It's a robbery now, everyone stays in their seats! Repeat, it's a robbery now! If you don't want to die, be honest with us!" Two white men suddenly jumped up from their chairs, pulled out their pistols and waved them loudly.

I knew it! Adrian rolled his eyes imperceptibly. It's not far from the slum kilns in Los Angeles, and the security situation is far worse than in other districts. If it weren't for the famous flea market here, he would never have brought Kate here.

At first, I thought it was still early, and nothing would happen if I went back after eating, but I didn't expect it would really... Are these guys getting water in their heads? Actually robbing in broad daylight, and still robbing a restaurant. Adrian frowned slightly, and then grabbed the pale-faced Kate's hand.

"Don't be afraid, nothing will happen." Adrian whispered, "Just do what they say later, it's daytime, and they won't stay here for long."

Kate nodded tremblingly, clutching Adrian's hand tightly, not letting go for a moment.

"Hurry up, gentlemen! Take out your wallets and throw them into this bag, hurry up!" A mugger came along the dining table at this time. Although he looked dry and thin, as if he could be blown to the ground by a gust of wind, and only waved a revolver with only 6 bullets in his hand, the men and women sitting at the dining table obediently took out their wallets and put them in his hands in the cloth bag.

This is normal. In the United States, the most important rule when facing a robber is: do what he says. At this time, the robber is the boss, and everything he says must be followed. Only a hot-headed guy would want to put the other party down and try to be a hero. This is not making a movie, it will kill people.

"It's your turn, sir, your wallet." The skinny robber walked to Adrian's table.

gentlemen? Adrian raised his eyebrows, then pointed to his jacket pocket: "Can you?"

"Please hurry up, we don't have much patience." The robber raised his gun and grinned at her, which made his crooked facial features look even more ferocious.

"Can we discuss it?" Adrian said calmly while taking out his wallet, "I have a few credit cards and other things in my wallet besides the money. I believe you won't need them. How about me?" Give you the money and keep your wallet, anyway, you still have time now."

He spoke quickly and urgently, and the thin robber was a little dizzy, and it took him a while to realize: "How much do you have?"

"$1,400." Adrian said as he took out all the banknotes, opened his wallet and shook it.

The robber whistled involuntarily: "Wow, you are rich now, you actually brought so much money."

Adrian couldn't help but smiled wryly in his heart, completely feeling the gazes from all around him. Bringing so much cash was just out of the habit of the previous life, but I didn't expect it to be cheaper for the robbers today.

"Okay, you can keep your wallet—it's your turn, miss." The robber grabbed the green bills into the bag, then turned to look at Kate.

Kate, who was a little nervous, took out the odd bills from the bag and put them on the table without saying a word. It was about $1,400 that made the robber feel better. He swept them into the bag without even looking at them, and left The former patted Adrian on the shoulder very friendly: "It's okay, it will pass soon."

This is actually true, as long as the robber is not a guy with mental problems or drug addiction, as long as the people present cooperate, they will not do anything out of the ordinary, take the money and leave. After all, the crime of robbery is different from the crime of intentional injury and first-degree murder, but there are always accidents.

"Stop her, Stan!" the robber on the other side suddenly yelled.

A girl about thirteen or fourteen years old ran over here in a panic. The robber named Stan was stunned, and immediately reached out to block the way and wanted to catch her. The panicked girl didn't know what to do, she tripped in the panic and crashed into Adrian's arms.

Adrian was stunned for a few seconds, then held the girl in his arms.

"Damn little bitch," the robber over there angrily walked over rubbing the back of his hands, with cannibalistic fire in his eyes, and pointed his gun at the little girl in Adrian's arms, "Take it out for me! Do you hear me?"

The little girl looked at the black muzzle of the gun with a terrified and pale face, but bit her lips tightly and said nothing.

"I told you to take it out for me!" The robber shouted viciously and pushed away the hammer.

Kate next to him couldn't help but screamed, and Stan was also taken aback: "Quincy, don't do this."

"Shut up!" the robber called Quincy yelled, "This damn little bitch dared to bite me! How dare she bite me!"

The muzzle of the gun aimed at the little girl and Adrian kept shaking up and down with excitement, and Kate next to her had to cover her mouth hard to keep from screaming. Although Adrian frowned in his heart, he remained calm.

"Please keep calm, sir?" He comforted the trembling body in his arms.

"What, what do you want to say? Do you want to teach me a lesson, kid?!" Quincy looked at Adrian and said violently.

"No, I don't want to cause trouble, sir, I just want to remind you," Adrian stood up and pulled the girl behind him, "Your time is running out, if you delay, the police will come."

"You're threatening me!" Quincy, furious, put the muzzle of the gun on his head.

"No, sir, I said I was just reminding you," Adrian's expression didn't change at all, "it's not wise for you to do this, if it's just a robbery, it's not a big deal, but if someone is injured or killed, then It's going to be bad, so you might as well get your money and get out of here before the police arrive, it's in everyone's interest."

For a reborn person like him, death is not a terrible thing. Besides, a robber who can use the word "sir" will not be extremely vicious.

Sure enough, Quincy showed a thoughtful look, and Stan next to him said just right at this time: "He is right, Quincy, the police are coming soon, we have gained enough today, let's go quickly."

A few seconds later, Quincy finally retracted the pistol, which made Kate beside him greatly relieved.

"Okay, we should go, but," Quincy pointed to the little girl hiding behind Adrian and hugging him tightly, "that little bitch must hand over her money!"

"No!" A low voice rang out. Although the little girl trembled slightly because of fear, the stubbornness in her eyes was very obvious.

"Listen to me, girl." Adrian made a calm gesture to the two robbers, turned around and hugged the girl, "give them the money."

"No!" The girl bit her lip and shook her head vigorously, the way she looked at Adrian changed a lot, she pushed her hands lightly as if she wanted to leave.

"Listen to me, okay?" Adrian came close to her ear and said softly and hastily, "Think about what is the most important thing, think about it carefully, I know, this money is very important to you , but the money can be earned again, if people get hurt, the loss outweighs the gain. They are not good people and they are not very patient people. If the money is taken away, you will also be hurt. Think about it, your parents will How sad."

He gently squeezed the little girl's arm: "Believe me, no matter what difficulties, things will get better."

The little girl's misty eyes looked at Adrian with hesitation. Although the corners of her mouth were curled down, she finally took out the banknotes covered in her pants pocket. Adrian finally understood why the robber wanted her money, and the roll of banknotes seemed to be no less than his $1,400.

Let a child carry so much money, what are her parents thinking? Adrian frowned. And her parents have been showing up since the robbers came over to now, what's going on?