The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 24 Who will the fireworks bloom for

In just three minutes, Edward Connor drove a sedan and arrived at the delivery location, but did not see the buyer.

"Here." A man's voice came from the dark alley, and the fluorescent light suddenly appeared on the phone screen, illuminating a kind face.

Edward Connor's car turned into the lane and drove into the darkness.

He was not worried or afraid. The black man from Compton was the elves in the dark night.

"Luckily I'm brave. Whoever dares to deliver goods to you like this!" Edward got out of the car and opened the trunk: "The promised goods and shipping costs will double, and you can't even get their body and mind if you lose one dollar!"

Hawke glanced at the other party's not bad face, paid the goods and freight, came to the fire stairs, and said, "Help me move it up, follow my instructions, and give you an extra $100."

Edward was alert: "What do you want to do? I tell you that fireworks were set in the sky, and people would die if they were placed in the wrong place!"

Hawke pointed to the sky: "Listen to my order."

Thinking of $100, Edward carried a box and walked over, he still reminded him: "Don't pay this money with Brit. This is my personal income. Let her know that I made more money and I will definitely force me to do so. I took her daughter to the amusement park.”

When Edward got up the stairs, Hawke urged, "Hurry up, don't talk too much."

Edward's usual black style was a bit shattered: "Men cannot say fast, they must have strength, move at once."

Up to the roof, Hawke pointed to the highest platform: "Go there, put things in place, I'll let you put them on."

Edward saw the camera set up by Hawke: "Wow, man, your camera is really good. It can be sold for thousands of dollars on the black market."

He is a native of Los Angeles and immediately guessed: "Are you a reporter? What are you going to shoot? The hotel opposite? Which star is doing it in there?"

Hawke said, "Shut up and work first."

Edward was busy with his mouth and his hands and feet. He held the cardboard box and went up to the high ground on the platform, placed the fireworks, sat on the edge and looked at the hotel opposite, took out a lighter, and asked Hawke: "Are you a reporter, right? Want to What to shoot? Why not ignite the fire now?”

Hawke looked at the time and replied casually: "When two people do business, will they feel like they want to appreciate the fireworks?"

"Yes!" Edward used his own example: "I like to open the curtains and windows, enjoy the scenery outside while doing business."

He looked at Hawke and was surprised: "You actually pulled the curtains and closed the door? It's too old-fashioned, too outdated, too romantic!"

Hawke felt the contempt of the other party standing on a certain commanding height, and directly gave him a middle finger: "Shut up."

Edward shook his head: "You have to face up to the problem and see what you are doing now. If you don't face up to the problem, you will be psychopathic."

Hawke raised his telescope and vaguely saw the figure shaking on the curtains in Room 407. He hurried to the back of the camera, observed carefully through the long lens, and waved to the back: "Let's set it now, put two at a time."

"When I was in Compton, I often went to the police station and would come out quickly when I went in." Edward took the lighter to light the fire, and was still saying, "You are different. You will be unlucky when you go in. Some perverts like you the most A strong guy.”

He lit the leads of two square fireworks.

With the bang bang, snake-shaped flames rushed into the sky, exploding gorgeous fireworks.

At the entrance of the hotel, several doormen looked at the sky and were attracted by the fireworks for a moment.

In the room on the street side of the hotel, several guests opened the curtains and admired the sudden beautiful fireworks.

But Hawke was staring at Room 407, and the curtains were still closed.

Those two people came again?

Hawke shouted, "Don't stop, keep letting go!"

The black man didn't have so much scruples, and he was even excited when he saw the flames. Edward shouted and continued to light the fireworks.

The sky was illuminated and more and more windows over the hotel opened the curtains.

Hawke shouted again, "Continue."

While Edward lit the fireworks, he replied loudly, "Man, hurry up and attract LAPD. None of us can escape. They really can clear the magazine."

Hawke found the counter-attack point: "That's for you, not for me."

Edward was slapped by Hawke's words for the first time and was unable to refute it.

More fireworks exploded in the sky, attracting everyone nearby for a moment.

In Room 407 of the hotel, Sarah Parker was also alarmed by the light and sound outside the window. He stood up and opened the curtains and saw a gorgeous fireworks.

After the intimacy, the couple of men and women were surrounded by romance. Sarah shouted excitedly, "Look, there are fireworks outside."

Donnie casually surrounded a blanket, came to the window, and said, "What a beautiful firework."

"Is this the surprise you gave me?" Sarah asked. Donnie thought that those hundreds of millions of surprises were just given to you? But he did not deny it and nodded casually.

Sarah rushed up and kissed her passionately.

Donny had a strange stimulation and gave the warmest response.

On the fourth floor office building, Hawke was like a ruthless shooting machine, constantly pressing the shutter to capture a couple at the 407 window.

He photographed the intimate interaction between the two.

Behind, Edward, who was excited, was like a hardworking cotton worker, igniting all the fireworks.

The fireworks in the sky illuminated the night and the roofs of office buildings.

Donnie suddenly found that on the roof opposite, there was someone who seemed to be shooting with a camera. He quickly pulled up the curtains, pushed Sarah to the side of the window, then opened the curtains and looked at them secretly, and found that the man was ready to retreat.

He cursed and said, "We may have been secretly photographed by paparazzi!"

Sarah immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, and after getting her cell phone, she called: "I encountered some situation. I was dating someone and maybe I was photographed by a reporter. Hell, if it was Bro, would I still have to call you? I This will inform the public relations. "

Donnie also called and provided crisis public relations services to the two, the same company.

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

On the other side, Hawke skillfully removed the camera lens, stuffed it into his bag and put it in his pocket. He picked up the tripod and sorted it out while running, while shouting to Edward: "Go away!"

Edward was not slow either, and followed Hawk down the fire stairs.

The two went downstairs, and Hawke got into Mondeo: "Follow me, this block is in exchange."

Edward also jumped into his car, followed Hawke with fire, drove out of the lane, and ran towards another block.

There are no sirens or lights behind me, and the LAPD police force is tight and there is no interest in the blooming fireworks.

Hawke turned into a multi-exit parking lot.

Edward had good driving skills and quickly followed him and stopped next to Mondeo.

Hawke took out a total of $100, took out a business card, and handed it over to him: "What's interesting happening around you, call me."

Edward looked at the authenticity of the coins, and at the same time put away his business card, and said with interest: "Man, the work you do is so exciting. You can make a lot of money if you give it so much money?"

Hawke vaguely said, "Thank you hard money, just support your family."

Edward didn't believe it: "There is such an easy job to make money, call me."

When the other party drove away, Hawke suddenly remembered that there was still money he had not given.

He drove back to the hotel, redecorated and entered the hotel lobby.

Sure enough, Jacqueline looked around at the rest, as if looking for someone.

Hawke went over and handed her the money prepared in advance: "This is yours."

Jacqueline asked in a low voice, "Did you set off the fireworks just now?"

How could Hawke admit it and asked back, "What fireworks?"

Jacqueline was stunned.

Hawke took out a few more business cards: "You have a lot of sisters, right? Give them these to them, and make the phone call from them when they meet valuable people or things."

He pointed to the dollar in the other party's hand: "You see, I'm very generous, money is not a problem."

Jacqueline thought a little bit: "I can't help you filming celebrities messing with us. Once it leaks out, the agent won't let us go."

Hawke shook his head: "As long as you reveal a little news, you don't have to take pictures of anything."

Jacqueline put away all the money and business card.

Hawke returned to the car, stayed away from the hotel, took out his cell phone, and checked the contact information for the daytime records.

Things you just photographed must be cashed in.

Only by choosing the right media can you sell it at a price.

(End of this chapter)