The Wolf of Los Angeles

Under night, Frank set up a barbecue in the Venice Beach parking lot.

The grease fell on the red charcoal, making a sizzling sound.

Hawke took a large handful of lamb skewers and skillfully brushed oil on it, which mixed with the meat aroma of seasonings and immediately floated.

"Okay, I learned my barbecue level of five points!"

Opposite, Frank, who was sitting by the oven, took a big mouthful of beer and gave Hawk a thumbs up: "Don't put that chili powder, I can't get used to it."

Edward refuted: "The kebab without chili, no soul."

Frank fired back: "The idiot who deserves to eat fried chicken, shut up."

Hawke thought they were quarreling and said, "Either you come here to bake, or just shut up."

These two people can finally be quiet for a while.

The meat skewers were all grilled, and Hawk put them in a stainless steel plate and placed them on the dining table.

Frank took a skewer, took a bite, and said, "The barbecue made by the future billionaire is indeed extraordinary."

Edward opened a can of beer, poured him a glass, and said, "The future billionaire poured you wine with his own hands."

At this moment, Frank was full of energy, as if he had returned to the era of dominating Hollywood.

Hawke dragged him back to reality with one sentence: "The future billionaire, respect the past billionaire."

Frank's intention dissipated instantly. He clinked his glasses with Hawk and said, "Be more dedicated and be nice to my wife in the future, otherwise you will end up like me."

Edward learned Caroline's advanced experience and before Hawke could answer, he started to yell for his boss: "That's because your brother is not good. My boss is a recognized **** of war in the light pole!"

These words made Frank unconsciously look at the street lamp pole next to him. The lamp pole was more than ten meters high and the thickest place was a diameter of tens of centimeters, which looked quite scary.

If you really have such capital, it is no problem for ex-wife and ex-girlfriend.

Hawke also took a can of beer, poured it on Frank, clinked his glasses, and said, "I haven't thanked you for the matter of Kingsley."

Frank drank, cheered up again, and asked curiously, "She is still the same as before?"

Hawke drank all the wine in his cup and said, "I don't know much about what happened before, but she couldn't get involved with the children between St. Bean's Church and St. Bean's Church School."

Frank understood this as soon as he heard it: "Hollywood has never changed for so many years, and he has always been that bad."

Edward heard the recording of Kingsley: "Everyone says Compton is the crime capital of Los Angeles. I thought so before, even because I was born in Compton, I found out that Compton was inferior. The crime incident is much worse than the rich and famous big guys who play, and it is not worth mentioning at all."

"You are quite a bit brainy." Frank praised the Savior in a rare sentence, and said, "Only with money, power and resources can you do more sins in this legal society. He ran to the street with a handful of AK in his hand. They shot and killed only the little people. They will be shot dead in a few minutes, and how many storms can it cause."

Hawke asked: "There should have been similar scandals in the Catholic Church before. Has there been any real exposure that completely reveal them?"

"No, never." Frank gave a negative answer: "Their sins are known from hundreds of years ago, but never responded positively, and would rather solve those who have problems than solve those who have appeared. question."

Edward suddenly came to an idea: "Can we let something happen to Jinslie and then as someone who has the problem, she will be solved?"

Frank picked up the skewers and pointed at him: "Do you go and let her have a problem? Wait until she is solved, and then you will be solved?"

"Those scumbags, especially those who disguise themselves as saviors, are so disgusting." The real savior is quite dissatisfied with the false saviors: "I want to vomit when I think of those."

Having said that, Edward suddenly felt that the kebabs were gone.

This topic is a bit heavy, and Hawk and Frank don't know what to say for a moment.

Meghan did not have any news on Fox Channel 11.

It was obvious that Fox didn't want to stab the hornet's nest.

After a while, Hawke said, "It really doesn't work, I'll do a one-sea tactic."

This is also considered that the people in Campos, the children exposed in the church are from Latin America.

Frank asked, "What kind of human sea tactics?"

"How many media outlets are there in the United States? Not those small, with some influence, there are hundreds." Hawke solved the problem of Tom Cruise, and is currently freeing up his hands, and is also thinking about these things: " Including Europe and Australia, we can gather a thousand media outlets to send emails to these media outlets in more chaotic places in Latin America.”

Frank understood: "Do you think there must be dragon-slaying warriors among them?"

Hawke laughed at himself: "It's impossible for all media to be as greedy as we do, and ignore these things like us."

But Frank shook his head: "The mainstream media in Western society is more shameless than you think."

These three people drank and ate barbecue and chatted.

There are also many tourists visiting the Venice Beach opposite.

Private detective Kosenqiu pulled a pair of beach shoes and slowly walked past the edge of the beach. With the help of the street lights of the parking lot, he saw three people over there from a distance.

There were photographers around him taking photos at night. He also raised the camera hanging around his neck, pretending to take pictures of the night, aiming at the beach and parking lot, and taking pictures in a seemingly aimless way.

There are many people here and many people taking photos, and the ordinary Kosen did not attract attention.

He came to an empty roadside bench and sat down, picked up his digital camera to watch the photos, and soon found two photos that he had taken.

The telephoto lens is quite clear, with a total of three people in the photo, two young and one old. The younger one is Hawke Osmon and his deputy confidant Edward Connor, the older one is a little strange, but it doesn't matter.

In the parking lot, Raul and Guti, one stood by the car and smoked, while the other sat on the high cement steps, observing from time to time.

In this way, some basic protective work can only be done in places where people come and go.

Raul took out the water bottle, took a sip, and said, "I always have a strange feeling that someone is peeking at the boss."

Guti picked up the telescope and looked carefully: "Although I can't find anyone, I feel this way."

This feeling is a bit wonderful and there is no evidence to say, but it is the valuable experience they gained from long-term battles with drug dealers when they were in Mexico.

Sometimes, it is even the key to survival.

Raul took out the newly equipped mini walkie-talkie and called Morientes in the dark: "It feels like someone is secretly observing the boss. Pay attention and remember not to expose the location."

Morientes, hiding in the dark, replied, "I understand."

Guti then got up and turned around near the beach parking lot.

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

After a short while, I never noticed that the feeling of someone watching disappeared.

Raul also quietly informed Hawk and Edward.

Because I can't find a specific person, I can only leave it alone.

But Hawke was careful and paid more attention to his own safety.

The three of them finished a meal of barbecue and prepared to leave.

Frank said to Edward: "I heard you have been living in the company recently? It's just right, accompany me to play a few billiards."

Now that Tom Cruise's work is completed, Edward wants to take time to guide his next goal and said, "I'm busy with work and have a lot of business to deal with, and I don't have time to play with you."

Frank asked, “Busy to squeeze watermelon juice?”

Edward had enough of his stinky mouth tonight and immediately used the final kill: "I'm looking for someone to check your ex-wife's information."

"You dare!" Frank's eyes stared like wheels.

Edward shook his head, "Look, you're anxious again."

Hawke didn't bother to pay attention to the two of them, answered a call and asked, "Where have you been?"

Erica on the other side said, "I'll be here soon."

At the moment of trouble, Hawke drank very little tonight and could basically be ignored. He waved at Edward and Frank and walked out of the parking lot.

Edward followed from behind and said, "Boss, I have a new goal to pursue."

Hawke asked casually, "Who?"

"Remember Miller Collins?" Edward was worried that he had forgotten, prompting: "The football receiver who once harassed Eric, his ex-wife Maria Collins is now divorced and has a daughter, who is said to be very good. .”

Hawke was not surprised at all. After all, the Savior was recorded in the notebook at the beginning, so that he could use it at any time.

He waved his hand and said, "You can do whatever you want, just don't affect your work."

When I arrived at the roadside exit of the parking lot, after waiting for a few minutes, a red Mercedes-Benz G was parked on the side of the road. Hawke got into the co-pilot and asked Erica to drive directly.

Erica asked, “I’ve had a drink.”

"A little beer." Hawke looked at her beautiful side face and said, "I just completed the employment of Tom Cruise and earned a lot. Frank has helped a lot. I and the Savior specially invited him."

"How much is the amount of money?" Erica deliberately put on a curious look so that her boyfriend feels accomplished.

Hawke said the truth: "$3.5 million."

Erica exclaimed: "I've made a fortune."

Although Hawk knew most of her performances, he was still very helpful: "I'll give you a gift."

"No need to look back." Erica said seriously, "I'll give it to me tonight."

This statement is almost an explicit statement.

The two returned to the villa on 20th Street, and Erica pushed Hawke into the bathroom on the first floor to let him wash off the barbecue smell.

She went upstairs to the master bedroom, took a quick shower and washed up, changed into a white shirt and light-colored pants, the kind that she wore in a vacuum.

When Hawke finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom, he found Erica standing in the living room of the villa with a bucket of water at her feet.

He was curious: "What game are you going to play?"

Erica picked up a bone porcelain bowl, held up a bowl of water, and slowly poured it down along the collar of her white shirt: "I haven't tried the ice bucket challenge yet."

Who can refuse this temptation? (End of this chapter)