Kapitel 46: Chapter 46: What are you going to do?
"Are you ready?"
Dressed in a black t-shirt, Carey Mulligan stood in front of the chair strapped to James Franco, excitement all over his doll face, "Let me know when you're ready."
James Franco felt like something wasn't right but nodded, "I'm ready."
"One moment please." Carey Mulligan said this and ran off again to the makeshift warehouse of props, James Franco in the back was confused, but in half a minute the blonde girl came running back, this time with a large toolbox in her hand, she returned to the front of her chair, the toolbox on the floor, "Long time, I need to prepare something."
"Prepare something?" James Franco stared at the toolbox, Carey Mulligan had bent down to open it, it was full of screwdrivers, sharp nosed pliers, ramshorn hammers, wire cutters and such, "Aren't we rehearsing a play?"
"Ah!" Carey Mulligan slapped her head down and stood up with a pair of sharp-nosed pliers, tilting her head to look at James Franco, "I need to get back in the swing of things, and I think reverting back to the scripted scene once more will help me more."
"Uh ..." James Franco didn't know what to say.
Murphy around the corner covered her mouth so as not to laugh out loud, still not showing up, Carey Mulligan was just a naïve rebellious girl raised in a greenhouse, and at best she was spoofing James Franco.
This was good, it would give James Franco some peace of mind so he wouldn't cause trouble for the crew.
"Shall we begin?" James Franco's voice sounded once again.
Carey Mulligan held the sharp-nosed pliers, a wry smile on her cute doll face, "You're so impatient? Let's just start now."
After saying that, the sharp-nosed pincers in her hand opened up and pinched directly towards James Franco's nose, with the intention of crushing that towering bridge of the nose, James Franco subconsciously tilted his head back, fortunately, Carey Mulligan was a minor girl and had no practical experience, and the rope wasn't tied up particularly tightly.
The pointed tip of the pliers slid right over the bridge of his nose, and James Franco even clearly felt the distinctive coldness of the metal.
"Kerry!" His face changed, "What are you doing?"
"Doing what?" Carey Mulligan withdrew his pliers and raised his hand to slam into James Franco's shoulder, the pliers hitting it so hard that James Franco yelped in pain and couldn't help but shout, "What are you doing, Carey!"
Carey Mulligan withdraws his hand and clasps his hands to his chest, standing across from James Franco and looking down at him condescendingly, "Giving you the punishment you deserve!"
James Franco looked at her in surprise.
"You think I don't know what you're up to?" Carey Mulligan stared at him intently, "James, wake up, playtime is over, it's time for you to wake up."
Upon hearing those words, James Franco was shocked, but kept his face calm, "Carey, what did you say? That's not funny."
Carey Mulligan gave him a sneer and turned to the toolbox, setting down the pliers and picking up a hammer and wire cutter, making a few comparisons, presumably the hammer was heavy, she casually threw it on top of the floor with a thud.
James Franco looked over there, his mind constantly turning over, it was hard to believe that this little girl had sensed his intentions and deliberately used the opportunity of the play-by-play to set up such a trap.
He was still making a final struggle, "What is this? An underage prank?"
"Underage?" Carey Mulligan turned around with the wire cutter and said as he walked away, "Yes! A prank?"
She walked across to the chair where James Franco was tied up, lowered her head, and said mockingly, "NO!"
"Let go of me."
Across from a little pre-teen girl after all, James Franco put on a serious face, "Let go of me now."
"Don't move!" Carey Mulligan warned, "Freeze!"
Feeling that the ropes binding him weren't quite tight, James Franco struggled up hard, "Let go of me!"
Having never been toyed with like this before, James Franco opened his mouth wide in reprimand, "Carey, don't go too far! Let go of me!"
Seeing that James Franco wouldn't listen, Carey Mulligan's empty hand touched behind his back, pulling out a spray bottle from the back pocket of his jeans, aiming it at James Franco's wide-open mouth, and flicking the spray switch, a white mist, rushing straight into his mouth.
"Cough ... cough ..." James Franco coughed violently, even tears and snot flowed out of his eyes, looking really incomparably miserable.
Carey Mulligan didn't have half a bit of sympathy and warned, "If you keep shouting, the water I spray won't be tap water, but anti-wolf spray."
James Franco's heart palpitated and his voice lowered involuntarily, "Are you crazy?"
"I'm not crazy." Carey Mulligan turned around, walked over to a couch, and sat down, "It's you who's crazy, you pedophile. Pedophile."
She didn't give James Franco any chance to differentiate, "You don't have to admit it or deny it, because I see you as a pedophile. Pedophile and nothing you say will change that!"
"Get off of me." James Franco felt like he was being stripped naked and deliberately changed the subject, "Hurry up and let go of me, Murphy is still here, what will he think when he sees this?"
"You don't have to worry about that." Carey Mulligan twirled the knife in his hand and looked over playfully, "Murphy's gone to town, my governess is gone, and the nearest neighbor is a few hundred feet away, no one else can hear you if you yell at the top of your lungs."
James Franco looked at the innocent and cute doll face, and that's when he realized that he had looked away, his Soulfire hid a demonic heart underneath his angelic exterior.
Suddenly, James Franco saw in Carey Mulligan a reflection of someone - Murphy Stanton.
"Other girls might be afraid of you pedophiles . Pedophiles, I'm not afraid!" Carey Mulligan picked up the script on the couch and flashed it at James Franco, "Murphy already told me what to do about bad guys like you."
Her words were getting sharper and faster, "I've been trying to figure out how to deal with you since the day you came on the set, knowing you were a badass, and Murphy's script is the best way to do it."
"Hey Carey, listen to me." James Franco shouted in his defense, "The real bad guy is Murphy, not me!"
"Go to hell!"
Hearing him attack his friend, Carey Mulligan picks up the bottle of tap water and throws it right at James Franco, "Don't try to smear Murphy, you vile, nasty piece of shit!"
Carey Mulligan stands up, opens the wire cutter and takes a step towards James Franco.
James Franco struggles even more, but can't get free, looking at the shiny knife, "What are you going to do!"
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