Dominating Hollywood: Starting with Scarlett

Chapter 106 A Funeral

"My condolences, Ms. Ludy."

When Tang De came to Raymond's funeral with his hair too long, what he saw was a rare group of well-dressed black people.

He placed the flowers in his hand in front of Raymond's coffin, then comforted Raymond's mother, and then stood next to Badman and looked at Raymond in the coffin.

Compared with the face in his previous memory, Tang De was a little unfamiliar with Raymond's face at this time, because that face looked extremely serious without the dynamic expression.

Looking at his black and white photo, Raymond is smiling happily, which makes the contrast even more comical.

"Raymond called me before and said he wanted to shoot a music video." Tang De chatted with Badman next to him, and Badman forced a smile: "Although I must admit that he is a crappy singer, this kid is really Very good."

Badman watched Raymond grow up, but he never expected that he would have to see him off with his own eyes today.

"You must not have had a good sleep these days." Tang De saw that Badman's body was trembling a little, probably due to being too tired during this period.

Moreover, he, who was already obese, seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and the fat on his chin had disappeared.

"Fortunately, the main thing is that this incident was too sudden...I was not prepared." Badman paused for a moment and then said: "Davis came to see his brother in the morning."

"What about him now?" Tang De looked around and found no sign of Davis.

"I don't know, he might have gone home..." The next second after Badman finished speaking, he heard Davis shouting outside the house.

"Don't hold me! Sluo!"

Sensing something bad from this voice, Tang De and Badman immediately rushed out of the house and came to the yard, where they found Sluo, a strong man, hugging Davis tightly.

And this Raymond's brother suddenly had a dark pistol in his hand.

"Why are you stopping me! I'm going to kill them! FXXK!" Davis angrily tried to escape from Sluo's arms, but was thrown to the ground by him using Brazilian judo techniques.

The pistol fell to the ground and Sluo kicked it away.

Davis got up from the ground, his eyes red: "Why are you stopping me! I want to avenge him! This is my fucking responsibility!"

"Your responsibility? Little bastard!" Faith, who had just gotten off the car and was wearing a black suit with an open collar, quickly walked out from behind Slo, knocked Davis down with a fist, and then took a sip on the ground. : "SHXT! Nigger! You still know it's your responsibility!"

Davis' face was swollen from the beating, but he still frowned and looked at Faith angrily.

"Damn, you should learn from your brother! You know how to provoke enemies! Damn you bastard!" Faith cursed a few times, and then ordered his subordinates: "Put him in the house and don't let him out!"

Then he turned around and saw Tang De and Badman. Without saying anything, he just nodded slightly and walked into the house.

Tang De shrugged, thinking that when Faith said this, it was best to think about himself first, who has been waging a war with wild dogs that has not ended yet.

After Davis was imprisoned in his house by Faith's men, Donde and Badman returned to the coffin.

Raymond's body is not going to be cremated, but buried. Both methods are possible in the United States. It all depends on personal choice.

Although Raymond could no longer stand up and tell the priest his choice, neither his mother nor Davis wanted him to be cremated, so he could only accept a cold burial and sleep underground.

In the evening, when the viewing ceremony officially ended, Tang De also drove to Fez Music Company with Badman.

Because the new Raymond song he was curious about was in the office.

But after he listened to Raymond's praise for the new song, which he thought was as good as "Remake", the expression on his face was a bit complicated and difficult to understand.

"Is this fucking great?" Tang De cursed and looked at Badman: "I shouldn't have any high expectations for Raymond's aesthetics."

The noisy music, like the inexplicable roar of death metal, coupled with Raymond's chanting-like rapping, made Tang De feel as if a devil was pounding his ears.

"Damn it, is he punishing me? Or does he want to punish everyone indiscriminately..." Tang De couldn't help complaining: "Badman, he couldn't have known that he was going to die, so he sang so badly on purpose. Well, no one can cause trouble to him even if he scares the fans anyway! He will stay peacefully in hell, laughing at all the people who were shocked by his songs, that’s right.”

"Uh... I have to admit, maybe what you said makes sense." Badman didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When he heard this song for the first time, he felt that his ears were going to be tortured crazy, but this is Raymond's style. , has not changed.

Just like the song that once gained Bullet Letter, Raymond always has a strange optimism and is able to convince himself that his songs will definitely become a hit.

"But it's not without merit..." Tang De spread his hands: "At least it's chaotic and unrestrained enough. Many death metal fans might like this style. But I still have to say, who the hell thought of it? Death metal music paired with rap? It’s like it was created by Satan himself.”

"It doesn't matter, this song is destined to not be released anyway." Badman picked up the CD and looked at the name on it with a nostalgic expression.

"Why not? I haven't kept my promise yet."

Badman looked back at Tang De, a little surprised: "Do you still want to shoot a MV for this song?" "Of course, I'm a little tired of shooting too many commercial songs..." Tang De grinned: " It’s the perfect song to go crazy with, and it’s not going to sell very well anyway, right?”

That's right, Tang De was willing to shoot the MV for Ramon's last song not only because he promised Ramon, but also because he wanted to use it to vent his anger. He had long been tired of Dylan's noisy voice. .

Now, let him use this song to shoot those damn doubters hard!
  Coincidentally, the lyrics in Raymond's new song also use various insults against those who target him, which coincides with Tang De's thoughts.

After thinking about this, Tang De couldn't help but get excited.

If this nigger wasn't already dead, or Tang De really wanted to talk to him, he might as well create someone else to diss in the future. He has this talent, an all-round indiscriminate attack from the spirit to the body.

When others don't want to listen, they will hold their noses and get scolded, but if they want to retaliate, they must first understand what the lyrics are about.

Tang De found it funny to think that those poor guys had to endure the baptism of high-decibel death metal chanting and rap, while at the same time they had to study the lyrics that insulted them and fight back one by one.

"What a pity." Tang De sighed, feeling disappointed that he only figured out the correct use of Raymond's voice today.

Fortunately, he still has a song to express himself in.

A few days after leaving Face Music Company, Tang De, who received an invitation from Raymond's mother, came to Raymond's burial cemetery again. Today is the day he was buried.

On the lawn, Tang De stood alone in the distance and watched his coffin being put into the cemetery by several black friends. He looked around the entire cemetery. There were tombstones everywhere, not close together, and there were green spaces and gardens.

The money Raymond earned in the past six months can finally allow him to escape from the crowded cemetery and go to a relatively comfortable cemetery.

After Raymond's coffin was buried in the ground, black friends shoveled the soil to bury it, while a black priest narrated everything about his life.

"Raymond Ludy." Tang De walked closer and stared at the name on the tombstone. This was the first time he knew his full name.

It's so sad that some people will only be recognized after their death. Even if they enjoy great reputation, they themselves will not hear the slightest bit.

In Tang De's view, the so-called spirits in heaven are just a way for the living to masturbate.

So he can't be like Raymond. He has to reach the peak in his best time and then enjoy everything that should be enjoyed.

As for after death? He doesn't care what future generations think of him.

The burial ceremony lasted three hours before it ended, but the relatives of Badman and Raymond had to say goodbye for a while longer. Tang De left the cemetery first, and met Faith and his woman Ashara on the way.

Ashara was wearing black fur, which was too furry and eye-catching, while Faith was still acting like a boss, with the shirt in his suit completely open, revealing his thick chest hair and tattoos.

"Don De! Long time no see." Faith greeted him, but Ashara didn't say anything, but just rolled her eyes at Don De a few times.

It seems that the shadow left on her last time is not light, and she has not forgotten it even now.

Tang De was too lazy to communicate with them, and after a few perfunctory words, he drove his car and planned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Faith's car went ahead and blocked him.

The road from the cemetery was very narrow, and with Faith's car driving in the middle of the road, Tang De couldn't overtake him even if he wanted to.

If it weren't for Faith, Tang De would have used his road rage to scold the idiot driver in front of him.

The two cars drove for a while and soon reached the intersection. Tang De saw that he could turn away from Feisi's car immediately, but suddenly he found that a truck suddenly rushed out of the blind spot of the view and hit Feisi head-on. Si's body!

"Bang!" The two cars collided, and Tang De's car also suffered damage and was knocked back several meters.

Spider web-like cracks instantly appeared on the car glass, blocking everything outside.

Tang De couldn't see clearly what happened, but he only knew that the front of his car must be flat.

"FXXK!" He cursed, then quickly took his feet out from under the driver's seat and tried to open his car door.

At this moment, something even more terrifying happened, because he clearly heard gunshots coming from outside!

"Bang bang bang!"

This was the sound of a pistol shooting. Tang De once heard it when he was filming Ashara. He understood everything instantly. It must be Fess's opponent Wild Dog who sent people to kill Fess again!
  And this time, come prepared! Fez is doomed!
  Tang De took a deep breath and calmed down. The bad news was that he was involved, but the good news was that he was not the opponent's target.

So if you can start your vehicle and leave quickly, the other party will definitely not pursue you!
  Thinking of this, Tang De did not open the car door again, but stepped on the accelerator and tried to drive away from the scene.

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