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"Are you ready?"
Dressed in a black T-shirt, Kerry Mulligan stood in front of the chair tied to James Franco, her baby face full of excitement. "Let me know when you're ready."
James Franco felt something was wrong, but nodded, "I'm ready."
"Just a moment, please." Kerry Mulligan finished this sentence and ran to the temporary warehouse of props. James Franco at the back was at a loss. But half a minute later, the blonde girl came back with a big toolbox in her hand. She went back to the chair and put the toolbox on the ground. "Wait a long time, I need to prepare something."
"Prepare something?" James Franco stares at the toolbox. Kerry Mulligan has bent over to open it. It's full of screwdrivers, pincers, claw hammers, and cutters. "Aren't we rehearsing?"
"Ah Kerry Mulligan photographed the forehead, stood up with a pair of pointed pliers and looked askance at James Franco. "I need to get back to my state. I think it will be more helpful for me to restore the scene of the script."
"Er..." James Franco doesn't know what to say.
Murphy at the corner covers her mouth to avoid laughing, but she still doesn't show up. Kerry Mulligan is just an innocent rebellious girl raised in a greenhouse. At most, she teases James Franco.
This is also good, can let James - Franco more stable, so as not to bring trouble to the crew.
"Shall we begin?" James Franco's voice sounded again.
Kerry Mulligan was holding a pair of pincers, and a strange smile appeared on her lovely baby face. "Can't you wait? Let's start now. "
With that, she opened her pincers and pinched them directly toward James Franco's nose, with the posture of crushing the towering bridge of his nose. James Franco subconsciously raised his head back. Fortunately, Kerry Mulligan was a minor girl and had no practical experience. The rope was not tied very tightly.
The sharp mouth of the pliers slid over the bridge of the nose, and James Franco even clearly felt the unique coldness of metal.
"Kerry!" His face changed. "What are you doing?"
"For what?" Kerry Mulligan took back the pliers, raised his hand and hit James Franco on the shoulder. The pliers knocked hard on it. James Franco cried out in pain and cried out, "what are you going to do, Kerry?"
Kerry Mulligan drew back his hand, clasped his chest in both hands, and stood opposite James Franco, looking down at him. "I'll give you the punishment you deserve!"
James Franco looks at her in surprise.
"Do you think I don't know what you're up to?" Kerry Mulligan stares at him. "James, wake up. 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 sarcastic smile, turned to the toolbox, put down the pliers, picked up a hammer and a cutter, and made a few strokes. Maybe the hammer was heavy. She threw it on the floor with a bang.
James Franco looks over there, and his heart is constantly churning. It's hard to believe that the little girl is aware of his intention and deliberately uses the opportunity of the play to set such a trap.
He's still struggling. "What's this? A minor prank? "
"Under age?" Kerry Mulligan turned around with a cutter and said, "yes! A prank? "
She went over to the chair where James Franco was tied, lowered her head and said sarcastically, "no!"
"Let go of me."
After all, the opposite is a minor girl, James - Franco put on a serious face, "let me go now."
"Don't move!" Kerry Mulligan warned, "don't move!"
James Franco felt that his rope was not tight. He struggled hard and said, "let me go!"
I've never been fooled like this before, James Franco said with a big mouth, "Kerry, don't go too far! Let go of me
saw James - Franco disobedient. Kerry Mulligan's empty hand touched her back and pulled out a spray bottle from her back pocket. He aimed at James Franco's open mouth and pressed the spray switch and a white mist into his mouth.
"Well Cough... " James Franco coughed violently, even shed tears and nose. He looked really miserable.
Kerry Mulligan, without any sympathy, warned, "if you keep shouting, I'll spray not tap water, but wolf spray."
James - Franco palpitation, voice unconsciously lowered, "are you crazy?""I'm not crazy." Kerry Mulligan turned, walked to a sofa and sat down. "You're crazy, you pedophile."
She didn't give James Franco any chance to distinguish. "You don't have to admit it, you don't have to deny it, because I think you are a pedophile. Nothing you say will change!"
"Let go of me." James Franco felt as if he had been stripped of his clothes and deliberately changed the subject. "Let go of me. Murphy is still here. What will he think when he sees it?"
"You don't have to worry about that." Kerry Mulligan turned the knife in his hand and looked over there playfully. "Murphy's gone to town. My tutor's gone. It's hundreds of feet away from the nearest neighbor. You can't hear me when you break your throat."
James Franco looked at the innocent and lovely baby face, and then he knew that he had lost his eyes. His soul fire hidden a demon's heart under the angel's appearance.
Suddenly, James Franco saw Murphy Stanton in Kerry Mulligan.
"Other girls may be afraid of you narcissists. I'm not afraid of pedophiles!" Kerry Mulligan picked up the script on the sofa and showed it to James Franco. "Murphy has already told me how to deal with a villain like you."
Her words became more and more urgent, faster and faster. "From the day you joined the cast, I knew you were a bad guy, and I was trying to deal with you. Murphy's play was the best way."
"Hey, Kerry, listen to me." "The real bad guy is Murphy, not me!" James Franco said aloud
"Go to hell!"
Hearing him attack his friend, Kerry Mulligan picked up the tap water and threw it directly at James Franco. "You dirty guy, don't try to insult Murphy!"
Kerry Mulligan stood up, opened the cutter and walked step by step towards James Franco.
James Franco struggled even harder, but he couldn't make it. He looked at the bright knife and said, "what are you going to do?"