The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 133 Get back the old accounts by yourself

Sherman Oaks, a mid-mountain mansion.

After rinsing three times in a row and spraying perfume again, Bro Derek came to the living room.

My friend Barack Bernan is waiting for him here: "Melissa reminds you to hurry up and get divorced."

Bro did not speak, turned on the TV and transferred to the news station. The program of Los Angeles Channel 9 was reporting on domestic violence, all attacks against him, and he almost started to scold him.

There is also a trailer on the news that women's organizations such as Sarah Parker and Sisters Parade will hold a press conference tomorrow to establish a brand new anti-domestic violence charity organization.

After reading these, Broro changed to other channels and specifically looked for related news.

Barack snatched the remote control, turned off the TV, and said, "No need to watch it, public opinion is extremely unfavorable to you."

Bro asked, "Why?"

Barack understood the meaning of this question: "You are Jewish, so are Sarah Parker, and her father Stephen has also called many newspapers. No one wants to mess with your husband's personal tragedy."

He reminded: "Just get divorced quickly and pay more money. You can make money again when the money is gone."

"But there is no one," Bro whispered.

Barack was speechless at him, too lazy to say, "I'll leave first, call me if you have something to do."

Bro sat and didn't move.

Barack just left here and went to the study to pick up the fax. The lawyer came back.

The lawyer handed the fax to Bro: "Sarah has entrusted a lawyer to sue the court for divorce, apply for property preservation, and issued a property division agreement."

Bro glanced quickly: "She wants me to leave the house with nothing!"

The lawyer said: "The situation is not good for us now..."

"I'll think about it carefully." Bro waved his hand: "You go back first, I'll call you if you have something to do."

The lawyer had no choice but to leave first.

Bro was sitting in the living room, staring at his wedding photos with Sarah, and had not moved for a long time.

Love and betrayal.

In the green forest outside the mansion, Campos, dressed in black, put down his telescope and said to Carlos who came to work overtime: "Continue to stare, I'll sleep for a while before coming for you."

In the early morning, there was still no movement here.

Campos, who had a sleep, sent a text message to Hawke.

Beverly Hills, Hilton Grand Hotel.

Hawke felt the phone vibrating and woke up and took a look.

Edward outside heard the movement and woke up from his sleep and asked, "Boss, is there any situation?"

"It's okay, keep sleeping." Hawke put on his clothes, picked up his pistol, and went to the door to take a look.

The room opposite is Sarah Parker.

Everything is normal.

Hawke came back and lost his sleepiness.

Edward came out of the bathroom and asked, "Will Bro really go to extremes?"

"He was mentally abnormal, and his relationship with Sarah was too deformed." Hawke said simply: "He did not hesitate to give his reputation to help Sarah solve the problem of plastic surgery. In the ultimate love, he was betrayed and easily formed the ultimate Hate."

Edward seemed to remember the past: "Yes, it's easy to go to extremes."

Hawke could see that the Savior still had a story, but now is not the time to ask, and he said, "Bro is not just a producer."

Provo's crew and the missing girl prove that Bro does not lack the courage to trample on the law.

Worried that Bro is not brave enough, Hawke also stimulated him one after another.

Edward asked, "If he finds a team of people..."

"Then call the police, the largest armed violence organization in Los Angeles, will teach him how to be a human being," Hawke said.

Since he couldn't sleep, Hawke simply called Caroline, who was staying in the hotel.

The ringtone rang for a long time before it was connected there, and then a murmur that seemed to be awakened from dreams: "Oh-"

Hawke raised his voice: "Come here."

Caroline woke up and said in anger, "What time is it now!"

"There is an important work discussion." Hawke said casually.

He hung up the phone and went to wash and change his clothes. Before long, Caroline, who was facing away from the sky, knocked on the door.

Caroline complained, “I’m not the cow or horse you mentioned!”

"I know, you're a little ewe," Hawk said. "I have a new idea for writing a speech for Sarah."

Caroline had no choice but to come over with a pen and a notebook.

The sky gradually became brighter, and the three of them simply went out for breakfast.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Hawke came to the hotel news room and took a look at the on-site layout.

Los Angeles Nine, which is responsible for the live broadcast, has begun to set up cameras.

Hawke chatted with Sarah for a few words, then took his bag to the lounge at the back.

Edward bought several newly published newspapers.

Hawke quickly looked at it, and these newspapers all featured news about Sarah Parker being abused in prominent positions, and some of them also reposted photos of the victim's injuries disclosed in Ace News.

The media criticized Bro Derek without exception.

The pregnant woman Sarah Parker's behavior of taking the initiative to stand up to protect herself and her children and fighting against domestic violence has received unanimous praise.

Media and public opinion also strongly called on judicial institutions to severely punish domestic violence murderers.

At this time, two people came in outside, Caroline walking in front, and introduced the middle-aged woman who followed him: "Haoke, this is Michelle, the chairman of the Los Angeles parade. Michelle, this is Hawke Osmon , founder of West Coast Studios. ”

Michelle took the initiative to move forward and shake hands with Hawke: "Although we meet for the first time, this is the second time we have cooperated."

In fact, it was the third time. The first time was Erica shooting Donnie. Hawke didn't mention it and smiled: "I hope it will be as successful as last time."

"At today's press conference, we will form the National Anti-Domestic Violence Alliance with Sarah, and Sarah will serve as honorary chairman."

"It will be a great cooperation and will be recorded in the history of the nation's equal rights movement," Hawke said.

The two soon ended their brief chat and the news conference began.

The live broadcast of Los Angeles Nine also began.

...

In Sherman Oaks' mansion, Brocao ate something, thought of the trailer I saw last night, found the remote control, turned on the TV, and then changed to Los Angeles Nine.

Then, he saw his once deeply loved, but ended up stabbing his wife.

In his speech, Sarah called on women across the United States to stand up bravely, say no to domestic violence, take up legal weapons, and seek justice from the perpetrators.

Bro was always very calm. He slowly put down the remote control and raised his hand to look at his palm. A hearty love turned into the most shameful betrayal!

He got up and walked towards the storage room, opened a cabinet, took out the gun box from the secret compartment, took out a small Sigsauer pistol, loaded it with a magazine, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Although he is not an honest person, in the face of the betrayal of his beloved, Bro is now filled with the anger of an honest person.

How deep is love, how painful is the heart, how deep is hatred is.

Bro drove his own Mercedes and went southeast to Beverly Hills.

Just the moment Mercedes-Benz went out, Campos used a telescope and through the front windshield, he confirmed that the person driving was Bro.

He picked up the intercom first and said, "The target vehicle appears, black Mercedes-Benz, southeast."

Garcia, who had been on standby in the car nearby, immediately started the car and chased after him.

Campos put away his telescope and walkie-talkie and ran towards the parking spot.

Carlos has started the car and waited.

Campos got into the car and said, "Go!"

Chevrolet turns to the main road.

Campos took out his cell phone and dialed Hawke's number: "The target goes out alone, heading southeast, suspected to be heading to Beverly."

Stay away from the News Room, Hawke said, "Continue to follow and determine the destination."

The other side answered, "I understand."

Hawke waved to Edward, and called him to enter another lounge together, took off his business suit jacket and opened another bag.

He put on wide-brimmed glasses and a baseball cap, put on a sports jacket, and took out his pistol to check it out.

Edward was doing the same thing: "Boss, is the person here?"

"It's very likely." Hawke put his pistol into the underarm gun bag and reminded Edward: "Bring your concealed gun license. If you encounter LAPD, do you understand?"

Edward knew very well that he was a high-risk group of people who had been cleared from the magazine and said, "I will definitely raise my hands high then!"

In addition to the gun, Hawke also took a bottle of high-concentration chili spray and stuffed it into his pocket.

Edward followed suit.

The two were armed and Campos called again: "The target has entered Beverly Hills."

Hawke took out this spare Sony Eslite mobile phone, connected it to the Bluetooth headset, and walked outside.

When he went out, he saw the newspaper at the door and took a copy. On the other side of the News Hall, the press conference has reached the final questioning stage.

Hawke pointed and Edward immediately entered the newsroom.

He turned out of the corridor and came to the hotel lobby.

Through Campos' phone call, Hawke has always grasped Bro's dynamics.

Soon, he was able to confirm that Bro was coming to the Hilton Hotel.

It is not yet certain what Bro is going to do, Hawke reminds Campos: "Follow him, don't do anything randomly without my instructions."

The news conference ended at this time, and media reporters left one after another and rushed back to the editorial department to rush to get the manuscript.

Not long after, Michelle took her men away.

Hawke took out another Nokia phone and called Miss Me: "Let Sarah rest for a while before leaving."

After not getting the money, Caroline's main focus is on being well-behaved and obedient: "When you say you will leave, I will take Sarah away."

Campos' voice came from Hawke's headphones.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

He immediately walked out of the hotel gate, came to a corridor column, and looked into the parking lot in front.

A black Mercedes-Benz drove into the parking lot, and the license plate number was Bro Derek's car.

The car parked at a place where you could observe the main entrance of the hotel, but the people in the car did not get out, as if they were making a phone call.

Caroline's phone call came over quickly and said, "Bro just called Sarah and said he was outside the Hilton Hotel and asked Sarah to go out to go to the law firm and sign a divorce agreement. He said he was right to Sarah. Love will never change, you must give up all your property."

Her voice was a little anxious: "Sarah is walking out, I can't stop her, I can only follow her."

Hearing this, Hawke thought to himself that Bro is really at this level? Super dog licking?

He didn't believe it and said, "You can stay a little further away from her."

Caroline said again, "She asked Edward to drive."

Hawke turned around and waited for a moment. Seeing Edward go out, he quietly gestured.

Edward saw it and went down the steps to drive.

Hawke slightly observed the location of Mercedes-Benz and the hotel's main entrance, determined the fastest way to come, walked down with the newspaper, came to a bench, sat down and read the newspaper.

The black Mercedes-Benz door opened, Bro got out of the car with a certain hat, handed in his hand into his pocket, held the small pistol inside, and walked towards the main entrance of the hotel.

To avoid arousing suspicion, Campos waited for a while before getting out of the car with his briefcase.

In the hotel lobby, Sarah called Brian while walking to inform the attorney that the divorce case could be significant.

If you can reach a divorce agreement without going through court procedures, you will save a lot of attorney fees.

What's more, there is a chance to take all the property.

Sarah has a hard time refusing.

Caroline was carrying Hermes bag and landed behind. The sound of high heels landing on the ground was very dense, as if she wanted to catch up with Sarah, but her steps were very small, and the distance between the two was farther away.

Edward had already gone to drive in advance, and Sarah came to the door and walked out directly.

Bro saw his extremely familiar wife, and immediately accelerated his pace and walked over to Hawke.

Hawke couldn't determine what Bro was going to do, so he put down the newspaper and followed the side and back.

Bro's eyes were only Sarah. He stepped onto the first step in front of the hotel door, pulled out his right hand, and shouted, "Sarah Parker!"

Sarah turned her head and saw her husband, and at the same time she saw the pistol she took out.

She subconsciously raised her hands and was about to hold her head.

Hawke was waiting for this moment. The moment he found Brod out of his gun, he suddenly exerted force and rushed forward.

He grabbed Bro's right arm and turned it toward an empty place.

With a bang, the bullet hit the glass on the side of the main entrance of the Hilton Hotel, and the broken glass fell down.

Screams and running sounded around.

Meanwhile, Hawke threw Bro on the steps from the back side.

He pressed Bro's right hand tightly with his right hand, and pressed the back of the squid's head with his left hand. Before the squid could struggle, he knocked out his knees with all his strength.

The squid's vital point was hit by Hawk's knee with all his strength, and the sound of shattering like an egg was heard, and his body, which was originally trying to exert force, immediately softened.

Before Bro could make a sound, Hawke exerted force with his left hand, grabbed the squid's hair, lifted his head suddenly, and smashed it down hard.

With a bang, Bro's entire face had a full contact with the marble floor without blind spots.

The squid's iconic big nose immediately collapsed.

This guy hated Sarah's betrayal to the extreme, and even at this moment, his hand holding the gun still did not release.

Hawke took the risk to get back some old debts from Kawako.

He pressed his knee heavily on Bro's waist, grabbed his hair with his left hand, lifted Bro's head up again, and smashed it hard.

Another muffled sound, and Bro's forehead, eyebrows, nose and face were covered with blood.

Hawke lifted Bro's head again without any pause, and saw the edge of the steps and smashed it down again.

Just like LAPD clears the magazine, don't pause in the middle!

Bro's mouth hit the steps and his teeth fell mostly.

Hawke pulled up the squid's head again and hit the steps again.

It was still the intimate contact between the mouth and the stone, and Bro's cracked mouth spit out more than twenty teeth.

All the teeth on the front fell off!

Hawke grabbed his head and continued to hit, trying to turn this guy into a toothless squid.

"Put down the gun!" Hawk was still pressing against Bro's hand hard. It was difficult for Bro to let go of his hand: "Put down the gun! Put down the gun!"

Seeing that the **** was not letting go, Hawke took out the super thick pepper spray from his pocket and pointed it at Bro's head, spraying his head and face.

The thing touched the wound on the facial wound, and Bro let out a scream and let go of his gun.

Hawke quickly kicked away.

Bro on the ground is no longer human.

Several security guards at the entrance of the Hilton Hotel rushed over when they saw the gun taking off their hands.

Hawke said, "Control him and call the police."

"Call the police." The security guard pointed to Hawke's wide-brimmed glasses: "There is blood splashing on it."

Hawke waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

He walked towards the hotel door, and in the hotel lane where there were not many people, several people subconsciously stayed away.

Hawke hung up his phone, put away his Bluetooth headset, and called Erica: "I was shot and was at the door of the Beverly Hilton Hotel."

Those breathing immediately became rapid: "Are you okay?"

Hawke quickly said, "I was not injured, the gunman was subdued by me."

Erica stopped saying more: “I’ll take people over right away.”

Not far away, the Campos hand who followed him took it out of his clothes and turned around and walked back.

It was solved easily here, so there was no need for him to stay here.

He is the eyes in the dark and does not need to show up.

Hawke stepped on the broken glass and entered the main entrance of the hotel. Seeing Sarah trembling, he gently patted her behind: "It's okay."

Miss Mee saw the whole process and kept staring at Hawk. Stars seemed to appear in her eyes as pure as a little goat.

She was a little scared, excited, and a little admiring.

I was afraid that Hawke once said that she would be used to shoot a target with a gun without obedience. Now it seems that it is not intimidation.

Excitement and admiration were the ones that Miss Me confirmed that this seemingly ordinary man was outrageously strong.

Sarah asked in a trembling voice, “Is he dead?”

"No, but he can't hurt you." Hawke glanced at the dazed goat and said specifically: "He called you to make an appointment. Caroline couldn't persuade you, so he called me immediately. I was worried that he would do anything. You are not good enough, so you are waiting specifically at the hotel entrance, but you didn't expect..."

Caroline understood.

Sarah didn't care about the blood on Hawke's body and hugged him: "Thank you, thank you."

She turned around and hugged Caroline again: "Without you, my life would definitely be over, and I would even be killed."

Several senior executives of the Hilton Hotel arrived one after another.

The sirens of the LAPD patrol car sounded outside, and the nearest patrol police arrived.

LAPD first controlled the person and the gun, briefly asked about the situation, and then came to the hotel to find Hawke and Sarah.

When Hawke saw the patrol car, he took out the upgraded card given by Susie.

The older patrolman took a look and asked first with concern: "Sir, do you need medical assistance?"

"I'm not injured." Hawke pointed to Sarah. "My client was frightened."

More patrolmen rushed over.

The front desk contacted them at this time and reminded the patrol police to protect the scene. The people from the police station have set out and they will be responsible for the case.

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(End of this chapter)