The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 68 Provoking Disaster

Outside the black wall, the lifting bucket fell to the bottom.

Hawke asked quickly, "Has someone discovered?"

"He saw me." Eric handed the camera to Hawke, and his lips curled upwards. "I have all the ones that should be taken."

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, Hawke said to Edward and Eric, "Let's go."

He glanced at Fat Lao Hei: "You won't leave?"

Dad Bull smiled and waved his hand: "I wish you a good journey."

No matter how good Hawke's plan is, sometimes accidents are inevitable, just like Edward and Fat Lao Hei met.

Since he dares to use it, he is not afraid of taking risks.

The three of them got into the car, Edward stepped on the accelerator and the business car rushed out.

Hawke sat in the back, took the notebook, connected the camera, poured out the video, and clicked on play.

There is plenty of light during the day, Eric has a very high professionalism, and the videos taken are very clear. Miller and Kevin can see their faces clearly as soon as they appear.

As for the ones that happened later, it was really eye-catching, and some of the shots were completely at the Sacred Valley level.

By the time Eric was discovered, the video was over.

Hawke took a few storage disks, made copies, and said to Eric, "You have a high level of photography and have time to teach the savior."

Edward, who was driving, said, "Boss, don't you think the video I took has a rare sense of reality?"

Eric was in a good mood at this time and said, "What a reality, you obviously took a bad shot."

He was a little worried: "I don't know if Miller recognized me."

Hawke was busy making copies and said casually, "It doesn't matter."

But Edward said, "It's best to recognize who you are and let him know who is doing him, so that he can have the pleasure of revenge!"

Eric glanced at the driver's seat and said, "Savior, your theory is very special, but it sounds like it makes sense."

"When the bull recognizes the Savior, our chances of being exposed will increase greatly unless we give up today, but it doesn't matter, because we will face similar situations sooner or later, so it's better to come early."

Edward scratched his head, "I didn't expect to meet Dad Bull here. When we passed by, he wasn't on the side of the lift."

"It's okay." Hawke made a copy and gave it to Eric: "You keep one for yourself."

He simply said: "A popular star often represents a complex chain of interests. In the past, we acted quickly enough, and the parties involved had no idea who we were. The real pressure was borne by the buyer."

Eric said, “I’m not afraid.”

Hawke reminded: "We have been alert these days. Don't go out and do whatever you want. You'd better keep following me."

Edward's side is not a problem. Eric wants to call Catherine first and tell her to study the operational issues of the new project with Hawke.

Hawke made several copies in succession. When the business car turned on Santa Monica Avenue, he asked Edward to park the car, took a copy and entered the bank, and opened a safe.

...

On the other side, Miller made several calls and hurried out from the door.

The high-altitude work lift truck was parked in place, and the workers above were maintaining the street lights and light poles.

Miller saw Dad Bull at a glance, walked over quickly, and asked, "Are you **** just now?"

"It's not us." The bull father laughed and said, "They temporarily rented our car and ran away."

Several workers came over one after another and stood behind the boss.

Miller immediately calmed down and asked calmly, "Who are they?"

The Bull Dad was waiting for a while, of course he had a purpose, staring at Miller and keeping smiling.

Miller didn't understand yet. He touched his pocket, took out a wallet, took out all the cash, and stuffed it into the other party's hands: "Tell me who they are and how to find them!"

Dad Bull collected the money: "They have three people, and I only know one of them. His nickname is Savior, his real name is Edward Connor. He came from Compton. I have his mobile number..."

Miller recorded his name and cell phone number, and saw that the other party was crowded with people, so he turned around and walked back. He received a call from his agent and shouted, "Come here quickly, right away!"

He hung up the phone, calmed his breath a little, and called out the number he had just recorded.

The sooner things are resolved, the better.

Miller called the number.

...In the business car, Edward's cell phone suddenly rang.

He took out a look and found it was an unfamiliar number.

After the call was connected, a strange voice came from over there: "Edward Connor, savior, right? I'm Miller Collins."

Edward simply turned on the hands-free.

Miller's words continued: "Since I know who you are, I can find where you are. I don't know what you want, but I advise you to give me what I have photographed, otherwise I will give all my thousands of things. If you find out your property, you won’t be a calm conversation at that time.”

Edward did not hesitate and replied in a playful tone: "I'm so scared, don't chase me!"

After Miller spoke harshly, his tone suddenly changed: "You just want money. As long as you send it back, $500,000 is not a problem."

Hearing this number, Edward's breathing was inevitable.

Hawke, a scheming man, didn't speak.

Eric really couldn't help it and shouted, "Do you think money can solve it? I'm not afraid to tell you that the person who filmed it! Eric Ethan!"

Miller heard it: "It's you? You trash director! Do you think you can send it out after shooting it? My team, my sponsor, my agency, will all become your enemies! No media will It’s useless to deliver it to you!”

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

He snapped, "I want to deal with you, it's like crushing an ant to death!"

Eric thought about the information collected, and the other party was indeed very strong.

Miller also knows how to provoke discord and divide the enemy: "Hey, Savior, and there is another guy, you send the things over, I'll give you $1 million, and it'll be the account today."

Seven-digit numbers, how tempting is, especially for poor people like Hawk and Edward.

Eric's hand shook a few times, and looked at Hawk unconsciously, with the worry on his face clearly visible.

Hawke was prepared before he spoke: "No media adoption? It doesn't matter, we will make 300 copies and mail them to TV stations, newspapers, magazines and portals across the United States for free, and there will always be someone who will report it."

Miller gritted his teeth and said, "It's useless, you idiots..."

"You are the idiot." The other party wanted to provoke, but Hawke went back, and he was even more heartbroken: "By the way, I will mail one copy of your team, your teammates, and your sponsor. Your teammates know Are you GAY? I don't know, I am an enthusiastic person, I will help you notify the team."

His speech slowed down: "If they know, it would be wonderful. Do they dare to take a shower and change clothes with you? Maybe when will the back **** of love be welcomed."

On the other side of the phone, I was silent for a moment.

Of course, you have to kill someone. Hawke stabbed in with a knife and then turned three times: "Well... you have many sponsors, it is indeed very powerful. I remember that several brands are all men's products, right? You need a spokesperson to be sunny and tough, if They know you're a GAY, and that's even more exciting. What do you think they'll do? Man, do you really want to tell them? Or I'll make this call for you."

"No!" Miller almost shouted loudly.

It was obvious that he was broken by Hawk.

Since Hawk helped Eric, he helped the end: "And your wife and daughter, I know you are a mess... No, you should be the one who is being messed up, do they know? What will they think of you? I I have your wife’s phone number in my hand, so I can help you call one at any time.”

Miller, who was aggressive and as if he could control the situation, was completely gone.

Then, the phone hung up.

Edward said, "Boss, he thought we didn't understand anything, we knew more than him!"

Eric looked at Hawk, not knowing what to say.

How much friendship can withstand the test of millions of dollars?

He imitated Edward's tone: "Boss, I was worried just now that the other party is very strong. Now when I hear it, I feel that he just looks very strong."

"You can't take it lightly." Hawke stressed again: "He has money in his hands, and money can do a lot."

Eric without hesitation: "I'll listen to you."

Edward asked, "Boss, are all what you said true?"

Hawke said: "It mainly caused trouble for him and made him dare not use those powers easily. Miller is a professional athlete. His greatest business value lies in his masculinity beauty, and GAY will destroy all this. The sport of rugby Gilly guys are not welcome."

If it were ten years later, Hawke would never say those words on the phone.

He looked at the time and said, "Prevent Miller and the power behind him from counterattacking, we must also find allies and fight the pressure together."

Edward reacted very quickly: "Media, or large media!"

"I checked Miller's sponsored brand, not Fox's major advertiser, Channel 11 is still our best choice," Hawke said.

Fox is an excellent tiger skin.

(End of this chapter)