Hollywood Road

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"are you ready?"

Wearing a black T-shirt, Kerry Mulligan stood in front of the chair where James Franco was tied. The baby's face was full of excitement, "Tell me if you're ready."

James Franco felt that something was not right, but he nodded, "I'm ready."

"Please wait a while." After Kerry Mulligan finished this sentence, he ran to the temporary storage of props. James Franco was confused at the back, but within half a minute, the blonde girl ran back again, this time Carrying a large toolbox in her hand, she returned to the chair and placed the toolbox on the ground, "I've been waiting, I need to prepare something."

"Prepare things?" James Franco stared at the toolbox. Kerry Mulligan had bent over and opened it. It was filled with tools such as screwdrivers, needle-nose pliers, claw hammers, and thread cutters. "We Isn't it a rehearsal?"

"Ah!" Kerry Mulligan took a picture of his forehead, stood up with a pair of needle-nose pliers, tilted his head and looked at James Franco, "I need to get back to the state, I think I will restore the scene of the script. It will help me even more."

"Uh..." James Franco didn't know what to say.

Murphy in the corner covered her mouth so as not to laugh, but still did not show up. Carrie Mulligan was just a naive and rebellious girl raised in a greenhouse, and at best she was a spoof of James Franco.

This is also good, to make James Franco more stable, so as not to cause trouble to the crew.

"Can we start?" James Franco's voice sounded again.

Kerry Mulligan was holding needle-nose pliers, and a weird smile appeared on the cute doll's face, "You can't wait? We are ready now."

After speaking, she opened the needle-nose pliers in her hand and pinched it directly towards James Franco’s nose, in a posture of crushing the towering bridge of the nose, James Franco subconsciously tilted his head back. Fortunately, Kerry Mulligan is a minor girl and has no practical experience. The rope is not particularly tight.

The pointed mouth of the pliers slipped across the bridge of the nose, and James Franco even clearly felt the unique coldness of metal.

"Kerry!" His face changed. "What are you doing?"

"What?" Carrie Mulligan retracted the pliers, raised his hand to hit James Franco's shoulder, the pliers slammed on it, and James Franco cried out in pain and couldn't help shouting. " What are you going to do, Kerry!"

Carey Mulligan retracted his hands, folded his hands on his chest, stood opposite James Franco, looking down at him condescendingly, "Give you the punishment you deserve!"

James Franco looked at her in surprise.

"Do you think I don't know what you are thinking?" Kerry Mulligan stared at him closely, "James, wake up, the game time is over, it's time for you to wake up."

Hearing these words, James Franco was shocked, but his face remained calm, "Kerry, what are you talking about? It's not fun."

Kerry Mulligan gave him a sardonic smile, turned and walked to the toolbox, put down the pliers, picked up a hammer and a line cutter, and gestured for a few times. Maybe the hammer was heavy. She threw it on the floor. There was a bang.

James Franco looked over there, his heart was constantly churning, it is hard to believe that this little girl actually noticed his intention and deliberately used the opportunity of the scene to set up such a trap.

He was still making his last struggle, "What is this? Is it a minor prank?"

"Underage?" Kerry Mulligan turned around with the cleaver, and said as he walked, "Yes! A prank?"

She walked to the opposite side of the chair where James Franco was tied, lowered her head, and said mockingly, "NO!"

"let me go."

After all, the opposite is a minor girl, James Franco put on a serious face, "Let go of me now."

"Don't move!" Carrie Mulligan warned, "Don't move!"

James Franco felt that the rope he was bound to was not too tight, and struggled hard, "Let go of me!"

James Franco opened his mouth and reprimanded, "Kerry, don't be too much! Let me go!"

Seeing James Franco's disobedience, Kerry Mulligan's free hand touched his back, took out a spray bottle from the back pocket of his jeans, pointed it at James Franco's open mouth, and pressed When the spray switch was activated, a white mist rushed directly into his mouth.

"Cough...cough..." James Franco coughed violently, and even tears and nose flowed out, looking really miserable.

Kerry Mulligan did not sympathize, and warned, "If you continue to shout, I will spray not tap water, but wolf spray."

James Franco's heart lingered, his voice lowered unconsciously, "Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy." Kerry Mulligan turned around, walked over to a sofa, and sat down, "It's you who is crazy, you are a pedophile."

She didn't give James Franco any chance to distinguish, "You don't need to admit or deny it, because I think you are a pedophile, and nothing you say will change!"

"Let go of me." James Franco felt like he was stripped naked, and deliberately changed the subject. "Let go of me, Murphy is still here, what will he think when he sees it?"

"Don't worry about that." Kerry Mulligan turned the knife in his hand and looked at it playfully. "Murphy went to town, and my tutor also left, hundreds of feet away from the nearest neighbor. , You yell your throat and others can't hear it."

James Franco looked at the innocent and cute baby face. Only then did he realize that he had looked away. The fire of his soul was hiding a devil's heart under the appearance of an angel.

Suddenly, James Franco saw the shadow of someone from Kerry Mulligan-Murphy Stanton.

"Other girls may be afraid of you pedophiles, I'm not afraid!" Carrie Mulligan picked up the script on the sofa and brightened James Franco. "Murphy has already told me what to do Deal with bad guys like you."

Her words became more and more urgent, faster and faster, "From the day you joined the crew, I knew you were a badass, and I was thinking of ways to deal with you. Murphy's script is the best way."

"Hey, Kerry, listen to me." James Franco defended himself loudly, "The real bad guy is Murphy, not me!"

"go to hell!"

Hearing him attacking his friend, Kerry Mulligan picked up the bottle of tap water and threw it directly on James Franco, "You despicable fellow, don't even think of slandering Murphy!"

Kerry Mulligan stood up, turned on the cleaver, and walked towards James Franco step by step.

James Franco struggled harder, but couldn't get rid of it anyway, looking at the bright knife, "What are you going to do!"