I Paid A Real Assassin To Try To Kill Me

face to face. The truck is already here with the bunker. I'm going to go out and break my ankle. Good. I had never broken a film before. We wrapped production and ordered the camera crew to leave. The only cameras that continued to record were the spy cameras hidden in the distance. 20 minutes left in the challenge. Let's see if he still stabs me even though I'm hurt. I think you should let it out, Tariq. Get ready, boy. get prepared. - Guys, Jimmy was injured. -

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ly? - Literally, get out. Jimmy was injured. -It does not hurt. - What happened? - my foot. - He fell down the stairs. - Okay, so where - Final ending... - You have all this because of a broken ankle, right? - Well. - Yes, I don't know anything about that. -So, was it clear? - Well!

Don't force your broken ankle. - This is correct. I should have broken my leg. I was hoping I could get away with it a little bit. Here's a hundred thousand dollars. - This means a lot to me and my family. - thank you. - Well, now I'm glad you stabbed me. That was a strange phrase. Thanks for watching. - Subscribe or I'll chase you. ♪Mister Best♪ - Jimmy, are we done? - "Jimmy"