"You know, I was really angry at the restaurant scene. I finally found a little feeling, but it was ruined by Dan. At that moment, I really wanted to kill him!" Kate said as she angrily stabbed the bacon on the plate with her fork, as if it were Denis.
"I have to remind you, Kate, if you keep stabbing it, you won't be able to eat it," Adriaan said calmly.
"Even if you poke it into minced meat, I can still eat it!" Kate snorted softly, cut a small piece and put it in her mouth. It was very tasty to chew it with her moist red lips.
The two chatted as they ate, and they talked about the filming during this period of time and Kate's many problems. Naturally, they talked about the thing that Kate hated the most. The scenes in the restaurant were the most important and the simplest of all her scenes, and also the one that required the least amount of filming, so Kate always wanted to reduce the number of NGs to prove that she still had some acting skills. Some people in the crew secretly said that she got the role because of Adriaan.
Unfortunately, in a slightly long half-turn shot, it seemed that it could be done in one take, but in the end, Denis suddenly sneezed, so the whole scene had to be reshot. If that was all, it would have been fine, but for some reason, there were always some small problems in the following filming. Either Kate suddenly forgot her lines, or the lighting designer's lighting was wrong, or the cameraman's lens was not right … In short, in the dozens of minutes of filming, these small problems did not stop, and in the end, they only finished after almost ten NGs.
How could Kate not be angry? Because of this, she complained and scolded Denis in front of Adriaan.
"It seems that I should schedule the bar scene for later," Adriaan said jokingly.
Kate was slightly stunned, but then she reacted and glared at him angrily. There was a scene in the bar where Kate played a prank on Denis. Kate purposely spat into the glass of wine and waited for his illness to act up before giving it to him. In the end, Denis really drank it. What Adriaan was referring to here was self-evident.
"Are you planning to never forget it?" Kate asked while gritting her teeth.
"Why should I forget? Isn't that the truth? " Adriaan laughed, but he quickly changed the topic with a wave of his hand. "Don't bother about those scenes, Kate. In fact, your improvement is very obvious. Even I'm still learning. I've learned a lot from this shoot. "
"I'm not fussing over it. I'm just … a little depressed." Kate put down her fork and pouted. She held her cheek with one hand and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling glass. The short, masculine hair that was cut for filming made her look pure and cute.
Adriaan shook his head with a smile and reached out to comfort her face. "Don't think so much. It's Thanksgiving in a few days. If you're done eating, let's go back. Let me think about where to take you tomorrow."
"Got it …" Kate said in a long voice, and her tall nose naughtily rubbed against Adriaan's palm.
This should have been a pleasant and sweet afternoon, if it weren't for what happened afterward.
"This is a robbery. Everyone stay in your seats! I repeat, this is a robbery! If you don't want to die, behave! "Two white men suddenly jumped up from their chairs, took out their pistols, and shouted.
I knew it! Adriaan rolled his eyes imperceptibly. This place was not far from the slums of Los Angeles, and the security was far worse than other districts. If it weren't for the famous flea market here, he would never have brought Kate here.
He thought it would be fine if they went back after eating since it was still early. He didn't expect it to be true … Were these guys stupid? They were robbing in broad daylight, and they were robbing a restaurant. Adriaan frowned slightly, then grabbed Kate's hand, whose face was pale.
"Don't be afraid. It'll be fine." Adriaan whispered, "Just do as they say. It's daytime now. They won't stay here for long."
Kate nodded, trembling, and held Adriaan's hand tightly.
"Hurry up, gentlemen! Take out your wallets and throw them into this bag. Hurry up! "A robber came along the table. Although he looked skinny, as if a gust of wind could blow him to the ground, and he was only waving a revolver with six bullets in his hand, the men and women sitting at the table obediently took out their wallets and put them into the bag in his hand.
This was normal. In the United States, the most important rule when facing a robber was: do as he said. At this time, the robber was the boss, and everything he said had to be done. Only a hot-headed guy would want to defeat the other party and play the hero. This wasn't a movie. People would die if they tried to do it.
"It's your turn, sir. Your wallet." The skinny robber walked to Adriaan's table.
Sir? Adriaan raised his eyebrows, then pointed to his jacket pocket, "Can I?"
"Please hurry up. We don't have much patience." The robber who pointed the gun at him grinned, which made his already somewhat crooked face look even more ferocious.
"Can we discuss this?" Adriaan took out his wallet and said calmly, "Besides money, I have a few credit cards and some other things in my wallet. I believe you won't need them. Why don't I give you the money and keep the wallet? You guys still have time."
He spoke quickly and hurriedly, and the skinny robber was a little dizzy. After a while, he reacted and asked, "How much do you have?"
"1,400 dollars," Adriaan said as he took out all the bills, opened the wallet, and shook it.
The robber couldn't help but whistle, "Wow, you're rich. You actually brought so much money."
Adriaan couldn't help but laugh bitterly in his heart. He could completely feel the gazes from all around him. Bringing so much cash was just a habit from his previous life. He didn't expect to benefit the robber today.
"Okay, you can leave your wallet — it's your turn, miss." The robber grabbed the green bills into the bag, then turned to look at Kate.
The slightly nervous Kate silently took out the loose bills from the bag and put them on the table. It was probably the 1,400 dollars that made the robber feel better. He didn't even look at it before sweeping it into the bag. Before leaving, he even patted Adriaan's shoulder in a friendly manner, "It's okay. It'll be over soon."
This was actually not wrong. As long as the robber wasn't mentally ill or delirious, as long as the people present cooperated, they wouldn't do anything out of line. They would take the money and leave. After all, robbery, intentional injury, and first-degree murder were two different things. However, accidents would always happen.
"Stop her, Stan!" The robber on the other side suddenly shouted.
A girl about 13 or 14 years old ran over in a panic. The robber named Stan was stunned. He immediately reached out to block the way and wanted to catch her. The panicked girl didn't know what to do. In her panic, she tripped and fell into Adriaan's arms.
Adriaan was stunned for a few seconds, then he held the girl in his arms.
"Damn little bitch." The robber rubbed the back of his hand and walked over angrily. His eyes were filled with murderous flames. He pointed the gun at the little girl in Adriaan's arms. "Take it out! Do you hear me? "
The little girl looked at the black muzzle with a terrified expression. Her face was pale, but she bit her lip and didn't say anything.
"I told you to take it out!" The robber shouted fiercely and pushed the hammer away.
Beside him, Kate couldn't help but scream. Stan was also shocked. "Quincy, you don't have to do this."
"Shut up!" The robber named Quincy roared. "This damn little bitch dared to bite me! She dared to bite me! "
The muzzle that was pointed at the little girl and Adriaan kept shaking up and down with his agitated emotions. Kate, who was next to him, had to cover her mouth with all her might to stop herself from screaming. Although Adriaan frowned in his heart, he still remained calm.
"Can you please stay 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, boy?! "Quincy looked at Adriaan and said angrily.
"No, I don't want to cause trouble, sir. I just want to remind you." Adriaan stood up and pulled the girl behind him. "You don't have much time. If you delay any longer, the police will come."
"You're threatening me!" The furious Quincy pointed the muzzle at his head.
"No, sir, I said, I'm just reminding you." Adriaan's expression did not change in the slightest. "It's not wise for you to do this. If it's just a robbery, it's not a big deal. But if someone gets hurt or dies because of this, then the situation will be very bad. So why don't you take the money and leave before the police arrive? It's good for everyone."
For someone who had been reborn, death was not something to be afraid of. Besides, a robber who could use the word "sir" would not be too evil.
Sure enough, Quincy looked like he was thinking. Stan, who was next to him, said at the right time, "He's right, Quincy. The police are coming. We've got enough today. Let's hurry up and go."
A few seconds later, Quincy finally put away his gun. This action made Kate, who was next to him, breathe a sigh of relief.
"Well, we should go, but …" Quincy pointed at the little girl who was hiding behind Adriaan and hugging him tightly. "That little bitch must hand over her money!"
"No!" There was a low cry. Although the little girl was trembling slightly because of fear, the stubbornness in her eyes was very obvious.
"Listen to me, girl." Adriaan gestured to the two robbers to calm down. He turned around and hugged the girl. "Give them the money."
"No!" The girl bit her lip and shook her head hard. The way she looked at Adriaan had changed a lot. She pushed him gently with both hands as if she wanted to leave.
"Listen to me, okay?" Adriaan moved closer to her ear and whispered softly and hurriedly, "Think about what's most important. Think about it carefully. I know that this money is very important to you, but money can be earned again if it's gone. If you're hurt, it's not worth it. They're not good people, and they're not patient. If the money is robbed and you're hurt, think about how sad your parents will be. "
He gently squeezed the little girl's arm. "Believe me, no matter what difficulties there are, they will pass. Things will get better."
The little girl's misty eyes looked at Adriaan with hesitation. Although the corners of her mouth were down, she finally took out the money from her pants pocket. Adriaan finally understood why the robbers had to take her money. The roll of money looked like it was definitely no less than his $1,400.
How could they let a child carry so much money? What were her parents thinking? Adriaan frowned. Since the robbers came, her parents had never appeared. What was going on?
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