Luke didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Stay in the car and don't come out, it's dangerous." Then he turned around and went back into the fast food restaurant.
Max subconsciously opened the car door, but it didn't open. He could only knock on the car window and shout: "Hey, do you want to play the game of imprisonment? I didn't expect you to be this kind of person..."
Thirty seconds later, she turned her head speechlessly and looked at Caroline in the passenger seat next to her: "Well, it seems that he is really not that kind of person."
"What kind of person?" Caroline looked at the car curiously and exclaimed, "This car... um, no brand."
In the back seat, Oleg, Han, and Old Earl all rolled their eyes: What the hell can you say if it doesn't have a brand.
Caroline continued to nod: "He should have modified it himself. Look at the leather. Hmm, it doesn't seem to be real leather."
Everyone: …
Oleg fiddled around in the back and exclaimed, "Chris is indeed a rich second-generation guy." He took out a bottle of beer, opened it and started drinking.
Old Earl turned his head and shook his head regretfully. "There's a refrigerator in the car, it's not a rental reception car. He must be a rich second-generation. Hmm, is there any weeds? Let me look for it."
Max was dissatisfied: "Hey, this is my boyfriend's car, do you want to dig out everything? Do you want to take the used condoms home and use them a second time?"
Oleg: "No, I always use the oversized ones, so the size won't match."
Old Earl: "I'm too old to carry that thing around with me."
Han: …
Old Earl exclaimed again, his tone full of regret: "He is indeed a rich man, and a rich man with good taste. In my experience, with this thing, he probably won't put weeds in the car."
When everyone looked over, they saw that he was holding a cigar.
Old Earl: "Cohiba, this one isn't too expensive, less than a hundred dollars."
Seeing that the topic was getting off track, Caroline couldn't help but ask, "Shouldn't we be concerned about why Mr. Chris Evans asked us to "hide" in his car? What's unsafe outside?"
Everyone was puzzled by this question. They were actually dragged out and thrown into the car by Luke, so they had no idea why.
Only Max thought of what happened just now: "Well, it seems that there were a few homeless people running over on the street just now, yelling, and he said there was danger."
Everyone was still confused.
There are many homeless people here, and Han drives away many of them who sit in the restaurant without ordering any food and enjoy the air conditioning every day.
As for the shouting, there are a lot of people shouting here every night, some are drunk, some are high, it's not surprising at all.
As she was speaking, Caroline turned around and looked back at the windshield, and then saw several dark shadows rushing out from more than ten meters away.
She blinked in confusion: "What is that? Is it a dog?"
Several dark shadows were lying on the ground with their limbs bent, and they did look a bit like dogs.
The next moment, they seemed to hear Caroline's voice, and their gazes turned, with scarlet eyes looking towards Caroline.
Amid strange roars, several dark shadows ran towards the car.
A group of black shadows emerged from the alley dozens of meters away. They also heard the roars of the black shadows here, and knew that there were prey here, so they immediately rushed over.
boom!
There was a loud crash, and several dark shadows landed on the hood of the car.
Caroline finally saw their appearance clearly, let out a scream so sharp that it could pierce her eardrums, then her eyes rolled back and she fainted.
Max, sitting in the driver's seat, opened his plump lips and looked at the Clenbuterol weirdo who was scratching the windshield crazily, making a harsh squeaking sound. He couldn't help but praise, "Wow, the quality of this glass is really good."
The three men in the back seat of the car looked pale.
Oleg's beer shook all over his crotch, his eyes widened like a bull: "Max, I think... we should call the police."
As soon as he finished speaking, a police training car came rushing over from the opposite direction, quickly passed their car and disappeared at the end of the street.
Old Earl lowered his voice and said, "Listen to me, shut up, put your head between your legs, and don't say anything. That's how I survived many times. Those idiots who wanted to call the police died."
As he spoke, he actually lowered his body, clamped his head between his legs, and only used the corner of his eye to check the situation outside the car window.
Then he shuddered and whispered in despair, "But I guess I'm going to see God with you guys this time. This is so unfortunate. I just met this hot white mom yesterday. I don't know who will get the better deal."
Han next to him also did the same, tilting his head slightly: "Hey, can this posture really work?"
Old Earl: "Well, at least it can make your death quicker and not make you piss yourself."
While a few people were chatting, a group of experimental subjects had surrounded the car and were scratching the body of the car frantically.
On the car window next to Old Earl, there were three or four hideous faces screaming and screaming. Their hands and mouths were covered in blood from the homeless man they had just torn apart. The car window was covered in blood, just like a scene from a horror movie.
Caroline, who was sitting in the passenger seat, woke up dazed. When she opened her eyes, she saw the blood and the ferocious face on the car window. Her eyes rolled back again, and she fainted with a sound of "ugh".
Max sniffed, turned his head and glared: "Caroline, are you kidding? This is in the car, do you want to suffocate us to death?"
Unfortunately, apart from her, she was still concerned about the pollution source created by Caroline, and no one else dared to say anything.
Old Earl and Han were both holding their heads together. Oleg was staring at the subjects working outside the car with horror on his face. His hands were shaking like he was electrocuted, but he didn't forget to swallow the beer. "This may be the last bottle of beer I drink in my life."
Max looked at the experimental subject outside the car nervously for a moment, and suddenly felt a little strange: "Did you notice that they seem to be unable to do anything with this car?"
Old Earl was startled when he heard this, raised his head from between his legs, looked carefully, and his face lit up: "Your boyfriend is really rich, this is actually a bulletproof car, these crazy people can't get in."
Max heard this and said, "Then I can express my dissatisfaction with these guys, right?"
As she spoke, she moved her face close to the window, made a face at the experimental subjects outside the glass, and raised a slender middle finger towards them.
The faces on the glass suddenly froze and their movements stopped.
Max was stunned for a moment, then he became excited: "Yeah, this works! It seems they can understand my gestures too?"
As she said this, she excitedly made faces and gave the middle finger.
Several faces pressed against the car window, sliding down with a sliding sound.
Then, a skull with a black and white face appeared on the car window. Looking at the woman who was sticking to the car window and making faces, as well as the very familiar middle finger and the even more familiar groove below, he couldn't help but smile.
Of course, the woman in the car only felt that the corners of the skull mask's mouth and eyes seemed to move, forming a weird smile, which scared her.