American Fame and Fortune

Chapter 53: Coke lucky star

Chapter 53 Coke Lucky Star

The sun rose and the temperature gradually increased. The actors in the temporary makeup area waited for a long time and became restless.

Ward looked towards the studio: "Can she do it?"

 Adam Smith unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt and said, "She is an ambitious person."

Someone nearby shouted: "Ice Coke is coming!"

The big head who delivered drinks every day came with a trolley and placed a brand new can of Coke on the table.

 The extras all went to get Cokes.

Ward brought two cans over and handed one to Adam Smith. He opened it and took a big sip. It was not that refreshing.

Big Head reminded: "Don't litter, put the cans back where they were after you drank them."

The extras have long been used to it. This guy keeps the bottles and cans away every time.

 After drinking the Coke, put the can back away.

Robert wore gloves and put them in the net bag.

Ward and Adam Smith went over, put down the cans and left.

Robert first took away the other cans, then took out a new mesh bag and carefully put these two away.

 He pushed the cart back and turned behind a car.

 Bruce was leaning on the car and asked, "Did you get it?"

Robert handed over the two cans: "What on earth are you going to do?"

Bruce said: "Don't worry, I am a civilized person."

Robert nodded: "Don't involve me."

Bruce pointed to a makeup trailer: "Martin is getting ready to enter the studio, go ahead." He encouraged Robert: "Don't worry, I'll cover you from behind. There are dozens of brothers outside the studio. They will be there as soon as I call." Come in."

Robert went to the dining car, brought in new Coke, picked up an empty can, and followed Martin into the studio from a distance.

 …

The crew started filming. Martin had his last scene today, so he left the rest area and entered the set.

 There was an empty can on the small round table next to his chair.

Similar to the previous few days, Rosa enthusiastically helped Martin pack away useless things, took away the cans, and walked towards the outskirts of the set.

Robert, who was carrying a net bag and wearing gloves, was collecting garbage in the rest area. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number with one click. When the ringtone rang, he hung up the phone.

 The shooting went smoothly, but within a few minutes, Martin returned to the resting area.

 Robert came up behind him and said softly: "She took it."

 Martin wondered: “Whose is that?”

Robert said: "Some extra."

 Martin asked again: "She didn't do anything else?"

“No.” Robert kept staring: “Only the cans were taken away.”

  Martin praised: "Man, you are my lucky star with Coke."

Robert muttered: "I'm with you, good luck falls on you, and all the unlucky ones are on me."

 Martin smiled: "Don't worry, people can't be unlucky forever."

On the other side, Rosa came out of the studio and saw Adam Smith. She handed over the can in a paper bag: "Don't forget your promise."

"You wait for the good news." Adam Smith left quickly and met Ward in a secluded place.

The latter put on gloves, carefully opened the upper part of the can, and stuffed the plastic bag inside: "All the good goods we brought will be given to him!"

 Adam Smith laughed: "He got both the stolen goods and his biological samples on the outer packaging. I can imagine his fate."

Ward packed up and walked toward the parking lot.

 Adam Smith deliberately separated a large distance from him and looked around while walking.

 In a car in the parking lot, Bruce had a panoramic view and frowned: "Martin, that stinking piece of shit, how can he be a civilized person after entering this industry?"

 He realized something was wrong: “Smelly **** is a perfect match for this stinky industry!”

 Not long after, the two people came out of the parking lot and returned to the set to work.

Bruce walked around the parking lot to make sure no one was watching, quickly entered the parking lot, took out his mobile phone, called Robert and Andrew respectively, and asked about Adam Smith's car from the latter.

 The rest of the matter couldn't be easier for him, a former scavenger.

 …

 At the end of today's work, Martin got out of the makeup trailer and walked towards the parking lot.

He called Bruce again: "Old Boo, how is the situation now?" Bruce kept watching in the parking lot to avoid accidents and said, "No problem."

Martin said: "I am a civilized person, a good citizen of Atlanta, a recipient of the special honorary certificate of the Liberty Association, and I will never allow evil to happen in front of my eyes. Old Boo, you must report them, we are incompatible with evil!"

Bruce wanted to give him the middle finger, but no one was in front of him: "I have already reported it and will provide accurate clues immediately." He looked at the hangtag and small camera sent by Robert and asked, "Why do you ask me to dress up as a reporter?"

 Martin said on the other side: "I can't trust that son of a bitch."

Bruce asked: "You didn't bring a gun, did you?"

Martin said: "No."

"Cooperate with the son of a **** when the time comes. As long as you park the car, I will be there immediately." Bruce told the truth: "You are not black or Mexican. If you don't do anything excessive, the son of a **** won't use a gun." ”

 Martin got into the Ford: "If I were a **** old black man, I would never do this."

Bruce said: "They're following you."

The Ford drove out of the parking lot, followed by a black Mercedes-Benz SUV.

In the car, Ward had just finished making a phone call: "I called 911. A big can of goods. This is a big credit. The patrol police nearby will definitely come over. They can find a hundred people who have no money or power." Legitimate reasons.”

 Adam Smith asked: "One incident would be enough to finish him."

 Ward nodded: "The Free Association would never want to be involved in this kind of bad thing."

Bruce followed the Mercedes-Benz SUV, found a number from the address book, and dialed: "Lynch, the clue I told you before is confirmed."

 “I applied for an emergency search warrant, if not, I’ll kill you.”

"I won't die even if you die." Bruce said briefly: "The two idiots are carrying a large amount of cargo. They seem to be some kind of new goods. They should not be your DEA informants."

 Lynch did not bother with the so-called "DEA informant" and asked: "You won't harm me?"

Bruce said: "When we fought against the British together, I was responsible for all the charges."

Lynch asked: "Where?"

 Bruce answered and hung up the phone.

Three vehicles were mixed in the traffic and headed northwest. Not long after, an APD patrol car chased from behind with its lights flashing. It turned on the lights behind the Ford and asked to stop.

 Martin was very cooperative and immediately stopped on the side of the road.

At the same time, Bruce stepped on the accelerator, passed the Mercedes-Benz SUV, stopped behind the patrol car, turned on the camera, got out of the car and ran forward.

Two APDs got out of the patrol car. One of them touched the rear of the Ford, put his hand next to the holster, and loudly asked Martin to get out of the car for inspection on the pretext of dangerous driving.

Martin fully complied with APD’s request and got out of the car with his hands up.

 One APD checked and determined that Martin had no weapons. Another spotted Bruce, pointed at him and yelled, "What are you doing?"

 Bruce picked up the tag on his chest: "Reporter, I have the right to film!"

 It is not unusual for reporters to follow the APD to take pictures. The two APDs restrained themselves somewhat. After all, the car owner is not a black man.

One of them controlled Martin while the other searched the car.

The Mercedes-Benz SUV parked behind Bruce's car, and Ward and Adam Smith could see it clearly.

 Adam Smith was not very happy and said lightly: "It's a very simple thing, it can be done easily."

Ward said: "Can he afford expensive bail?"

 Adam Smith pointed: "Did you see it? There are reporters, and it will be on the news soon. Gray Company cannot take the risk of using him."

Ward was curious: “The reporter appeared so quickly, who called him?

 Adam Smith also found it strange.

At this moment, three black Chevrolet SUVs drove towards the road. The three vehicles turned almost at the same time, blocking the Mercedes-Benz SUV from the front, rear and sides.

The Chevrolet door opened, and the strong men in DEA uniforms quickly got out of the car. The shotguns and automatic rifles in their hands were all pointed at Ward and Adam Smith in the car.

 “DEA! Let me see your hands!”

With a dozen black guns pointed at them, Ward and Adam Smith didn't even dare to move.

The DEA showed a search warrant, opened the car door and forcibly pulled the two people out of the car.

 Adam Smith felt that there must be a misunderstanding, and quickly explained: "Are you mistaken? We are not..."

Before he finished speaking, a strong man turned the shotgun around and hit him on the shoulder with the **** of the gun.

 Adam Smith fell down, and before he could get up, the strong man's knees fell on him.

Ward put his head in his hands and squatted down obediently.

 The reason why the strong man had no scruples was because his fellow car searchers gave him a thumbs up.

  DEA found what it was looking for.

 Justice will be served and evil will be punished.

 (End of this chapter)

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