Chapter 664

For Scott's defense, Dale nodded with approval: "of course, it's not a violent crime. It's a cool crime. Otherwise, it won't be recorded, but... If you want to order yourself a glass of mango sand ice when you leave, I'll pretend that I don't see anything."

Dale said that he appreciated Scott's criminal behavior, but in fact he couldn't stand a man who had been in prison working under his hands.

At least, Scott thought Dale was good enough, so he walked along with a glass of mango ice cream and drank it all the way down the street.

"It's not bad." Dale walked in the busy street, all kinds of people passed by him, but no one would look at him more.

He lost his job again and it was hard to find a new one.

Even the ice cream shops are afraid of him, and now he is desperate.

So Scott came to a house called magic apartment, pushed open the iron door and went in.

Rock music is playing here. On the wooden stairs, people gather together to cheer loudly and twist their bodies. It seems that people in this apartment live happily.

Ignoring all this, Scott goes straight to a room and pushes the door open. Louis, his former cellmate, is making waffles in the room.

"Hey, Scott, what are you doing here? Aren't you at work? " Louis's eyes widened at the sudden appearance of Scott.

When we parted, Scott's eyes were so firm, as if there could not be a second pair of such firm eyes in the world.

Within a week, however, Scott came to see him.

Scott put down his backpack and said, "yes, I'm fired."

Louis sighed and said, "hell, they found out who you are?"

"Yes." Scott put his backpack on the sofa, where a few people sat on the table eating.

Obviously, Louis made all these things himself.

Louis said, "bathrobe has always had a good eye, brother."

He knew Scott couldn't stay long.

"Bathrobe never plays." It seems that a black man sitting on the table once had the same experience as Scott. He was wearing a certain white round hat and a pinch of beard under his lips.

"Would you like some waffles, brother?" Asked Louis.

Scott just wanted to talk. On the desk, another white man with glasses, curled hair and banging on the computer answered, "Oh, give me some."

Louis immediately introduced him to Scott: "by the way, his name is Kurt. He has been in Forrest for five years. He is a computer geek."

Scott sat next to Kurt. Kurt looked at him and said, "nice to meet you, friend."

"Well, nice to meet you." Scott then looked at the black man next to him. "What's your name?"

"Dave." When the black man said his name, Scott's chin was tightly folded.

He's just been fired by a guy named Dale, and now he's upset when he hears Dai. Dave didn't know that Scott had a bad opinion on Dai now. He then praised Scott and said, "well done Vesta."

Next to the Kurt immediately confused to follow: "Vesta that ticket?"

"Yes." Dave nodded.

Kurt sped up and denied: "no, no, I've heard about this robbery..."

Scott interrupted the conversation while eating waffles and explained: "strictly speaking, I didn't rob them. Robbery usually includes threat. I hate violence. I call it theft. I'm a snitch."

When Dave heard this, he choked, "you said you were a girl?"

I hate violence. Speaking from a man, it makes Dave feel very uncomfortable. After all, he looks like a thug, proficient in all kinds of violence equipment.

"All right." Scott knew that Dave had different views from himself, so he had nothing to say.

Louis came over to join the conversation and said, "they're killing customers, aren't they? There's millions of them, Scott. You exposed them and you got fired. Guess what? He hacked into the security system and gave the millions back to the customers who had been cheated. "

The more Louis said it, the more excited he was, as if he had done it, so he sat down.

Dave also had a happy smile on his face and said, "I posted all the bank records on the Internet."

Louis added: "and then he drove the Bentley into the swimming pool."

Louis is talking happily. He suddenly finds Scott's face flat and even angry. He looks at him and says, "what are you talking about?"

Louis choked.

"Ah?" Scott asked again.

"I..." Louis lowered his head and looked like he knew his mistake.

Scott looked at Dave and Kurt on both sides: "why tell these people my story? What do you want to do? "

"All right." In the face of Scott's criticism, Louis began to say his plan, "my cousin discussed with a man two weeks ago, a simple and perfect little job."

"Don't even think about it." Scott didn't finish listening and refused. He didn't want to go to prison again.

"No, no, No Louis quickly asked Scott to stay, "wait, that guy is totally right with you!"

Scott yelled, "no! I'm washing my hands, man. I don't want to go back to prison. "

Next to him, Dave and Kurt look like a wet blanket.

Louis frowned: "no, it's a millionaire with a high turnover. It's Scott Lang's perfect goal."

Scott is still a face that does not accept temptation: "I don't care, I quit."

Lewis's mouth shut in a second.

He thought Scott had come here to agree to do big things together, but the result was the same.

In this way, after Scott ate a waffle, the whole room fell into a dead silence. At this time, now retired Dr. PIM is full of white hair, he drove an open car, with cool sunglasses and gloves into a business.

Passing the security room, the guard asked, "Dr. PIM?"

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