Chapter 247 Lesson 2
After dinner, Tommy, Martin and Page took him to Zach's house because they wanted to teach Jeff some simple precautions, so as not to affect the normal rest of Jeff's family.
Jeff was sitting on the sofa in the living room, enjoying the old movies that Tommy had specially found for him, while Martin stood behind the sofa, helping Jeff shave off his messy brown hair, and put him in an American soldier The kindest round cut.
After finishing his hair work, Martin sat next to Jeff and watched Stallone with him, reminding Jeff to learn from Stallone's movement habits and speech tone in the movie, because it can increase his masculinity.
After an unknown amount of time, Martin was awakened by the sound of snoring coming from around him. He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and yawned. He saw Jeff, who was supposed to continue to observe and study, dreaming sweetly in the seat next to him. It's so loud, and that strong arm didn't know when it hugged itself in his arms!
"Holy shit! The reason why this **** is not masculine is probably because he is a gay!" Martin pushed the opponent's arm and stood up quickly, and then cursed angrily.
Seeing that Jeff showed no sign of waking up at all, but continued to adjust his posture and fell asleep, Martin got up and walked to the refrigerator, took out a can of cold beer from it, walked back to the sofa, shook the can vigorously a few times, and then Pull the tab and squirt cold beer all over Jeff's face:
"Cool! So it was so cool when white people tortured us niggers! Get up and keep staring at Stallone on the TV with all your eyes! Imitate his tone! His movements! Look at it Your virtue, Jeff, those hairs on Stallone's **** look harder than yours! My old...Tommy told me, before dawn, if I can't make you look like a tough guy carved out of a piece of American granite , I'm about to be taught a **** by an electric shock device harder than granite! I promise, I will kill you first before being taught a lesson!"
Jeff woke up instantly after being stimulated by the cold beer, waving his hands frantically, jumped up from the sofa, wiped the beer off his face, saw Martin staring at him viciously, Jeff showed an aggrieved expression: "Martin... I I can't learn from that guy in the movie, I'm just a..."
"Shut up~~~~ Shut up!" Martin shook the beer and continued to spray it on Jeff's face, his whole face was full of fierceness and despair: "Show me a fierce expression! Now, or I will show you what terror is. "
Jeff wiped off the beer, still with that innocent expression: "I..."
"Mr. Page! F*ck! Show him what happens when he is disobedient!" Martin roared angrily in the living room.
With a beer in his hand, Page slowly showed his figure from the restaurant. With the other hand, he took out the largest electric shock device from his waist, turned on the switch, and the electric arc crackled. He walked towards the two of them, and said indifferently. : "As you wish, Martin."
Jeff looked at the crackling electric shock device, and swallowed his saliva in horror, while Martin showed a cruel grin: "You are dead, Jeff, in... ah ah ah~~"
Martin fell to the ground with convulsions, his limbs were still shaking while lying on the ground, and the beer in his hand fell all over the floor. It looked like Martin was incontinent because of the electric shock, and white foam came out of the corners of his mouth.
Page held up the electric shock device, and handed the end with the flashing blue and white arc to the pale face of Jeff's nose: "This is the end of disobedience, either continue to learn how to become Stallone now, or I will send you to see God , allowing you to discuss the shape of the earth directly with him in person.”
Jeff quickly walked back to the sofa, like an obedient primary school student, with his hands on his knees, staring at the screen on the TV with flickering eyes, repeating Stallone's lines in the movie, and trying to imitate the other side's expression on his face. A tough guy face.
He stood on the stairs dumbfounded for a full two minutes before quickly climbing back upstairs:
"Thank God I didn't meet Martin and his friends when I registered to run last year, promoting Flat Earth and saying that this great job is better left to Jeff!"
Martin lay on the ground for a while, then got up with a loud groan, looked at the innocent Page, and roared frantically: "Shit! Can't you give him a bite?"
"White people don't beat white people, just like the GirlHelpGirl on TV." Page put away the electric shock device and said to Martin: "Besides, he is a man who is running for the House of Representatives. I am afraid that he will cause trouble for me after he is elected."
"So, you are not afraid that I will trouble you?" Martin asked angrily.
Page took a sip of beer, ignored Martin's anger, and sat next to Jeff to reveal the electric shock device: "So, should I be afraid that you will trouble me?"
"If it weren't for your unique insight, digging me out, and making me the president of BT, I would have let Martin's fruit and those thug brothers send you to God, Page." Martin cursed in a low voice. , Find a reason to convince yourself, not because you can't beat this old policeman, but because you still have residual gratitude to him.
After Page took over from him, Martin went to the restaurant to find a few pieces of cold pizza to satisfy his hunger. Then he was surprised to find that his boss Tommy hadn't gone to bed yet, but there were piles of half a person's high pizza piled up on the table next to him. Various newspapers, he was lying behind a pile of newspapers and writing something, the quarrel between the few of them in the living room just now didn't even disturb him.
"Boss, let's continue to feed the pigeons. I promise to take care of everything from the medicine to the door-to-door collection of dirty clothes stained with bird droppings. You are responsible for sitting in the square and chatting with beautiful Cuban girls! I'm fed up with politics , at least I don’t have to be fed pigeons by that old **** Page with the biggest electric shocker! I’m not married yet, and I don’t want my wife to always question my ability in bed and ask me questions when she sleeps with me after marriage Why do I always have the smell of electric grilled sirloin." Martin pulled away another dining chair not far from Tommy, biting a pizza and said dissatisfiedly:
"It's not as much money as we make feeding pigeons and laxatives, and Jeff doesn't have the ability to raise money for those politicians. The newspaper said that the Republican woman named Letty, on the first day of registration, her political action committee We only received 200,000 yuan in donations, and we only received more than 400 yuan, which was not enough to make up the minimum 1,000 yuan amount initiated by the political action committee. Those veterans are all poor ghosts abandoned by the United States. How could they donate to Jeff? You fool, you're going to let me accompany him to Little Haiti and Liberty City to fool **** who are poorer than veterans, sounds like you have no chance at all."
Tommy finished writing the last sentence, then put away the pen, moved his wrist and looked up at Martin: "This is why there are countless billionaires in the United States but only one President of the United States. The road to politics has never been better than business. The road is more difficult, but the upside is that, after gaining power, wealth follows, one after another.”
"Did Stanford University teach you how a fool like Jeff can get rich and compete with politicians who are already rich and have a political foundation before they get power?" Martin asked Tommy.
Tommy nodded and looked at Martin with a smile: "Of course there are deceptions, lies and behind-the-scenes transactions. I can teach you a second lesson."
"I still like to feed the pigeons." Martin said weakly on the dining table.
Now he really thinks that it is more profitable to help Jeff this guy campaign than go back to Little Havana in South Miami to feed the pigeons, and it doesn't need to be so tiring.
"Do you really think I'm helping Jeff just to make money?" Tommy sighed and asked Martin.
(end of this chapter)