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This green space is sheltered by a green belt on the side of the roadside, but it is very open on the side of the river. It is closed and you can clearly see the Brooklyn Bridge a few hundred meters away.
I saw that a section of the bridge over there had been completely blocked by police cars on both sides, and the police lights of patrol cars were also swimming on the river at both ends of the bridge.
From time to time, helicopters buzzed by in the sky. They searched back and forth along the river. Some had the word FBI printed on them, and many more had the logos of various TV stations.
¡°Obviously, there are many reporters here to grab the news.
Max just took a look at it and hurriedly took out a telescope from the glove compartment.
She said she wanted to watch the fun, so Luke temporarily put this little toy in.
Most people in the world have a tendency to be voyeuristic. Many people have done this before using a telescope to look around.
Provide her with some tools and there¡¯s absolutely nothing wrong with her.
Looking up the telescope excitedly, Max began to broadcast the live broadcast: "Wow, what a big scene, there are dozens of notices on the bridge Well, those people are CSU? What are they doing? ?¡±
Luke: "Crime scene investigation team, collecting evidence."
¡°As he spoke, he pulled up the handbrake, and then while Max¡¯s eyes were free, he reached under his seat and actually took out a large, flat gift box from the storage space.
Max was looking at it with great interest, muttering: "I wonder what kind of suspect he is? Can your car hold up?"
Luke poked her with his finger: "Can you withstand this?"
Max turned around and saw the gift box, and immediately opened his mouth: "holyshxt! Is this a Valentine's Day gift?"
Luke decisively denied: "No. I just think it suits you very well. In fact, I should have brought it last time, but I forgot."
This is indeed not a Valentine's Day gift, and of course he can't accept it.
Once you start giving gifts during the holidays, there is no end.
After all, he is a very fair person. If he gives one as a gift, shouldn¡¯t others also give it away?
"I feel uncomfortable if I don't give it as a gift. After giving it as a gift, it may become a regular routine, and I can't miss it every year. Isn't this asking for trouble for myself?"
It doesn¡¯t matter how much money you spend, the important thing is that this special holiday gift must be thoughtful.
If you buy something casually and give it away without the usual care, it will have the opposite effect.
Max only represents the easiest difficulty.
Ginny is the former Bai Fumei and now the overbearing female CEO. The price of giving her a gift cannot reflect the sincerity. This one is at least difficult.
And Elena is an artist, and her thinking is sometimes more elusive than that of a female CEO. Giving gifts must be innovative and appropriately difficult.
So he never spends Valentine¡¯s Day with anyone, and at most spends some time before and after the holiday.
Max completely ignored this and laughed hohoholy: "Except for the study materials I received from the nerd next door when I was eight years old, no one has ever given me a serious Valentine's Day gift. Well, here's the inside It won¡¯t be an electric toy, right? Or a lollipop paper with twelve kinds of fruit flavors?¡±
Luke: Well, it¡¯s better not to ruin her dream anymore.
Most people only get beaten up for a few years when they first enter society, but Max has been beaten up by society since she was a child - her mother is a social person.
If it weren¡¯t for the extraordinary open-mindedness in Max¡¯s character, it would be normal for him to become the female version of Jack Bird.
At this moment, she stared at the gift box: "Can I open it?"
Luke: "Well, you can put it on right away. The temperature in the car is high enough and you won't catch a cold."
Max turned his head in surprise, looking overly frightened: "Could it be that this is a specially made leather jacket"
Luke laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to grab her face and said, "You think so well! If you really buy it, you can only wear it in the room."
Max said oh, ignored his black hands, and began to lower his head and quickly open the box.
Then she whispered and picked up a white dress from the box: "Wow, this thing is so cool."
Luke almost laughed.
Most of the time, this eldest sister makes a series of flirtatious remarks.
But occasionally when she encounters a "luxury item" that is beyond her knowledge, she will say, "I am uneducated, so I just say shit to the world."
She doesn¡¯t know much about top luxury clothing, but she recently picked up a fashion magazine that was lost (thrown away) by a customer, and there was a special introduction to this dress in it.
To put it simply, fifty years ago, an actress who was ranked in the top ten of the top 100 actresses in film history once wore the same skirt of this brand.
What Luke sent was not a customized version, just an ordinary genuine one, not particularly expensive.
But what makes Max happy is that she was just talking about it a few days ago and mentioned it casually.
The reason why she likes it, apart from being really beautiful, is probably because the famous actress has the same "outstanding" "advantages".
After looking at the skirt in front of her for a moment, she was really moved: "Just wait." She squeezed through the gap in the middle of the front row to the back row.
Luke smiled and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the car.
There was a rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and within two minutes, she got back into the front row again: "How was it?"
Luke lowered the back of the driver's seat a little, looked sideways at her, and nodded with satisfaction: "It really suits you."
Max also held up his unrestrained pectoralis major with satisfaction, and then stretched out his hand to fumble under his ribs for a moment: "It just feels a little cool on these two sides."
She touched the top of her lower abdomen again: "It's a bit cold here, too, and the crotch is too low."
Luke chuckled: "That's why I turned on the air conditioning temperature so high."
Max bowed and moved over, sitting on his lap: "I am very satisfied with this gift. Boy, do you want a reward?"
Luke blinked: "Continue, don't stop?"
Max held the backrest beside his head with both hands, and there was a modified version of the wall-dong in the car: "Is that so?"
As she spoke, her head slowly came down.
With his lips soft and soft, Luke's gaze had already crossed Max's smooth shoulders, passed through the front windshield, and landed on the Brooklyn Bridge in the distance.
Tonight¡¯s joker vs dark knight scene gradually relieved the tension.
This performance is still very tiring.
? Among them, the seemingly bloody and cruel close combat is the easiest and not worth mentioning.
For Luke, who is gradually getting used to three-thread operations, the battle between two clones is just a "set of moves", which is about the same as the difficulty of an ordinary person's left and right hands coordinating to complete a set of moves.
The muscle control and fighting master's ability allow the two clones to easily perform the effects of martial arts movie scenes.
The more difficult task is to completely control the joker's expression and voice.
Most of the facial expressions of both parties in martial arts films are retaken or edited.
And the live version of joker¡¯s performance tonight must be done once and for all, without any chance of making mistakes.
So far, it seems that the effect in this regard is okay.
The most tiring and troublesome thing was the process of deliberately leaving part of the joker's blood, hair, and muscle tissue on the bridge. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com