The man in the jacket took a few steps forward, stood in front of the half-meter-high barbed wire fence, confirmed that he was not mistaken, and said, "I'm Boss Vincent's subordinate Bruce." ”

Martin was recalling the details of the loan shark and asked, "Something?" ”

Bruce pressed his hands on the old barbed wire: "I heard that the old bastard Jack Davis ran away, and the boss asked me to inform you, don't forget the debt you borrowed, and you have to pay the first installment next week." ”

The debt was borrowed by the predecessor Martin Davis himself, and Martin had to bite the bullet: "It's not overdue. ”

"Kind reminder, you're ready." Bruce withdrew his hand, patted the rust off, grabbed his belt and lifted his pants up, his jacket parted to the sides, exposing the pistol under his armpit.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, the House of Beasts is civilized people, and the boss has always taught us to abide by the law." ”

Martin glanced at the pistol, and the first thought that came to his mind was to run away.

The normal operation of not being able to repay the debt is not to sell oneself, but to run away.

But how can you run away without money?

Martin remembered what Elena had said and asked, "Dude, the dancer of the House of the Beast, do you make a lot of money?" ”

He remembered that dancing men were legal professions, and they made money to support themselves, and they were not chilling.

"Luckily, I can tip a lot every night." Bruce looked at Martin closely, the man was well-proportioned and outstanding. He smiled even more innocently: "The House of the Beast has just opened, and there is a shortage of people, you know the place, and if you want to be a dancer, go straight over." You are in good condition, and the middle-aged woman who is and crazy likes you the most. Man, you can make a lot of money. ”

Can it be used as an alternative? Martin said vaguely: "I'll think about it." ”

Bruce got in the car and left.

There was a voice from the yard next door, and that little boy from Hall Carter was still digging holes.

Martin is going to find a home repairer to ask for a salary and solve the imminent problem of eating, although the soft rice is delicious, but after eating for a long time, it will not be eaten in the future.

In retrospect, Max, a home repairer, had his office a little far from the Clayton neighborhood, and it took him a long time to walk, and he had an unhealed leg injury that would have cost him more money if he had an aggravated injury.

Only buses are available.

Atlanta's public transportation is terrible, but there's a bus that runs directly from the Clayton neighborhood to the street where Max's office is located, and it costs fifty cents a one-way ticket.

Martin pulled out his wallet, it was empty, and Harris bought him medicine for the rest of the money.

Dr. Bill only prescribes veterinary medicine, and Martin does not dare to eat it for nothing.

Looking next door, Martin gave up the idea of robbing the little kid and went back to the house to look for it, only to find a 25-cent coin.

Martin remembers that Elena's father, Scott, opened a grocery store and collects both stolen goods and scrap, and he can't help but look at the timber-framed house.

Only the most basic old sofas, low wooden tables and broken wooden beds, and slightly valuable furniture and appliances have long been removed by the Carter family for money.

The rest of the things are not only broken, but also dead.

Martin had a leg injury, and it was unrealistic to carry the couch table to sell, so he took out a pair of tongs with broken insulation from the drawer of the low wooden table, went to the side of the yard and leaned towards Carter's house, cut the rusty barbed wire fence, and rolled it up.

The barbed wire was broken with many pointed ends, and it was inconvenient to pick it up, so Martin went back into the house and rummaged for a while, digging out a rope from under the bed.

"Carter's barbed wire was sold to Scott Carter, can it?" Martin doesn't think it's a big problem, and many houses in the neighborhood have similar fences.

Suddenly there was a scream next door, and it sounded like Harris.

Martin hurried out the door and walked briskly towards Carter's house.

In Carter's yard, a bicycle fell to the ground, and there was a dirt pit next to the front wheels, and fine dirt was falling down the collapsed cardboard.

Harris sat on the ground, clutching an arm, tears of pain streaming down his face.

Hall-Carter, who was only ten years old, stood in front of him and mocked: "Waste, hurry up, don't act like a soft egg!" ”

Harris shouted angrily: "Shut up, idiot! There is a 90% chance that my left hand will be broken! ”

Hall's tone was a little weaker: "I'll just joke with you, make a little trap, you're too soft......"

Martin had seen people with broken lower arms when he was a martial artist, and when he arrived, he took a closer look and said, "Unlucky, you hit the jackpot and broke your left arm." ”

"Damn it!" Harris's head was covered in sweat.

Hall's heart was weak, and he stepped back and sat on the ground.

Seeing that Harris had no other injuries, Martin said, "You need treatment, I'll take you to Dr. Bill, you said he is a good doctor." ”

Harris's face was full of horror: "Bill can't heal broken bones, and the probability of finding him to heal me and turning me into a cripple is as high as 100 percent." ”

"The Carter family will have an extra disability allowance!" Martin mended the knife at the right time and reminded again: "Don't move your left arm." ”

Hurried footsteps rang out, the door creaked open, and fourteen-year-old Lily Carter ran out and asked, "What did you two fools do?" Hall, how did this goddamn pit come about? Are you coughing Earth? ”

Martin interrupted her, "Go and inform your sister that Harris has broken his arm." ”

"I'll go to Mrs. Wood to borrow my phone." Lily's legs ran diagonally to the opposite side.

Martin deliberately spoke to distract Harris: "Coming back so soon? ”

Harris gritted his teeth and said, "Sister Cole has something to do temporarily, and she is not at home. ”

A few minutes later, Lily ran back with a mobile phone and said, "Elena borrowed the car and is rushing back." ”

When Hall heard Elena's name, he put his hands on the ground and rubbed his ass back little by little, trying to get out of the way.

Elena's odd jobs were not far away and she drove back quickly.

I was in a hurry to come back, and I didn't change my pants dressed as a teddy bear doll.

Finding out about Harris's situation, Elena took out her wallet and looked at the money first, took out a few $1 and $5, and two $20, and was so anxious: "Don't worry, I can think of a way, I can think of a way!" There must be a way! ”

Martin, who had just eaten a free meal for the week, patted her on the shoulder: "Give me the car keys." ”

Elena subconsciously handed over the car keys.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask for money." Martin took the keys and walked towards the car.

Lily Carter suddenly caught up and stuffed the borrowed phone to Martin: "You take it, if we can't pay it back, you can always find Elena......"

Her longest finger reached out, retreated, and reached out again.

Martin held Lily's head and pushed her away.

Getting in the car, he familiarized himself with the gears, reminisced, and started the car out of the Clayton neighborhood and headed south.

Max's office is located on the edge of Marietta's business district, a stretch of road from Clayton's neighborhood, which is in a state of disrepair, potholes, and unreachable.

It took half an hour for Martin to come to a four-story office building, park his car and go up, and go up to the second floor to find an office with the sign of Max Maintenance.

Knocking on the door, a burly Latin man asked, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Martin replied, "I'm Mr. Max's worker, and I'm asking him for work." ”

The shutters in the inner office were opened, and someone spoke: "Martin, come in." ”

Martin entered the inner office, and his eyes quickly swept over the windows, shelves, and desks of multiple teddy bears of various sizes.

Even the two family photos on the desk are set against the backdrop of a large teddy bear.

The photo shows a family of four with happy smiles on their faces.

A warm and harmonious family, and a family that likes teddy bears.

Someone who is good at drilling, he is observant, and Martin has discovered something else.

There were a few bits of white powder scattered around the stacked papers on the wooden desk, and the middle-aged Max liked to twitch his nose, a few nostrils of nose hair were stained with almost undetectable white, and the eyes above the big nose were red and bloodshot.

There are too many similar people Martin Davis from the bottom of the family, such as Scott Carter and Emma Carter.

Max was a little agitated and asked, "Healed from your injuries?" ”

"My head was heavy all the time, it hurt every now and then, and my legs hurt too," Martin said. ”

"You're here for a paycheck, I understand." Max opened the large middle drawer, took out a cash check, and pushed it to Martin: "It's yours." ”