The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 85 Universal rubber sealing valve, steel wool ball blocks exhaust pipe

Satel Mountain Shooting Range, outdoor training ground.

The red Coke can was hung under a crossbar. Hawke stood more than 20 meters away, pulled away the slingshot I bought last time, and almost did not aim. A steel ball shot out.

With a crisp sound, the empty can was shrunk.

"Okay!" Johnson shouted OK, grabbed a steel ball, stuffed it into the bag, pulled the slingshot rubber band, and hit it out with a whoosh.

The can remains motionless.

Hawke took out a few steel beads and fired them all, and the can was smashed directly.

Johnson shook his head straight and grabbed the shotgun next to him: "This is still suitable for me."

Hawke moved out of position, Johnson held the gun in both hands and aimed at shooting.

With a bang, white smoke rose and the can was knocked away.

Hawke put the slingshot into his waist bag, took the pistol from the table, pointed it at another can and pulled the trigger.

The bullets were all gone, and the can was only the top left.

Johnson couldn't help but say, "Good shooting skills and good skills. I really want to hire you as a coach. The next role I want to compete for is good at using guns."

Hawke exited the magazine and reloaded it, saying, "I'm very paid."

"I know." Johnson pointed to the southeast: "That incident at St. Joseph's Hospital is at least hundreds of thousands of dollars, right?"

After all, he had a secret photo shoot for Johnson, and he could guess that Hawke was not surprised. Of course, he wouldn't say it explicitly, but just smiled.

"You are really good at image operation, and I have never seen it before." Johnson asked seriously: "Hawke, don't worry about other people's opinions. Just from the perspective of your observation, I'm the most suitable for me. Which route should I take? ”

"I am a layman in filming and production, and I can only give a little subjective view," Hawke said.

He recalled carefully: “Dawn, you are a big guy, with a priority action type, but you are different from Stallone and Schwarzenegger. You smile very kindly and have a sense of humor. I personally think comedy action is more suitable for you. ”

Johnson considers: "Comedy Action? Jack Chen?"

Hawke thought a little and said, "You can refer to the comedy elements, but forget about the action. Jack Chen is the God of War in the Furniture City. Your style is more suitable for the front."

Johnson thought about it, and it was true, and asked again, "What about the others?"

Hawke said the truth: "I don't know much about it anymore. I'm not professional in this regard."

The two put away their guns and slingshots and walked back together.

Johnson said as he walked: "Recently I will compete for a male lead who is good at using guns. The success of "The Scorpion King" gave me confidence, but if I want to win the role, it is not enough to rely on these alone. The competition within Hollywood is particularly fierce, and there are various There are endless means, and you may need your help at that time."

At this moment, Hawke suddenly thought of advanced competition, such as snoring and laxatives.

"You can call me anytime." Hawke certainly won't push his business out: "Can you know what kind of movie it is?"

Johnson shook his head: "It's not possible now. I signed a confidentiality contract with someone and cannot be leaked for the time being."

He still revealed one thing: "The subject of police and gangster action."

Hawke and Johnson went to the indoor shooting range.

...

In West Los Angeles, a BMW 7 turned into Manning Road and stopped on the side of the road.

Megan got out of the car with her sack and entered the nearby styling studio.

A female stylist had already been waiting at the door and took her into the VIP room to do her hair.

Diagonally opposite the styling room, the white young man Pedro came out of the alleyway, crossed the not-so-wide road, turned onto the sidewalk, and walked towards the studio.

When he came back from Santa Clara yesterday, he went to the Fox TV Center and stayed there for half an evening before waiting for Megan Taylor to come out.

Pedro did not dare to attack Megan at that time, but wrote down her car and license plate number.

Even if he can't afford to offend him, he still wants to vent his anger for his brother.

The exposure of "Midnight Entertainment" is also an important reason why Louis and the others were severely sentenced.

Pedro walked quickly. When he approached the BMW, he quickly took out three keys from his pocket, clamped them between his fingers, and pushed them **** the body of the car, and stroked them forward.

A harsh friction sounded, and the key stroked the rear, rear door, and front door to the front.

Pedro observed left and right, but no one paid attention to this.

He went around the other side of the car again and also took a sprint.

Six obvious scars were drawn on both sides of the BMW car.

Pedro put away the keys, walked forward quickly, whistling a pleasant whistle in his mouth, returned to the alley when he came, drove a broken car, and quickly left this area.

The whistle became louder and louder, and then he smiled happily again, his mouth almost cracked to the root of his ears.

At this moment, Pedro felt that he was the one who talked about brotherly loyalty the most, and Henry was really hard to comment.

On the other side of Manning Road.

After a long time, Meghan walked out in a happy mood with her freshly prepared hair loose.

Recently, the ratings of "Midnight Entertainment" have been ranked first on Channel 11, and even surpassed the prime time "Ace News".

Meghan just came out of the studio door and her good mood disappeared.

The BMW 7 I just bought this year has a few terrible scars on the paint, revealing the color of the car skin.

Megan immediately took out the anti-wolf spray from Hawk and returned it to the studio door while checking the surroundings.

No suspicious person was found.

When the VIP client was in trouble, the studio came over and asked.

Megan called the police immediately.

But there was no surveillance nearby, and LAPD could not find anyone after coming.

Megan remembered what Hawke said and explained speculation to the police.

Then, he reported to the company.

Fox immediately sent someone to negotiate with LAPD.

Fox TV attaches great importance to this kind of matter. If it does not respond, how will its employees do news in the future?

...When it was dark, Hawke drove Mondeo back to the studio.

Just like in the past, the car is parked on the side of the road near the house to ensure that the hidden surveillance camera can be captured.

Hawke packed several bags and walked into the house with his back.

As soon as the lights were turned on, a figure was sitting in the darkness.

Hawke took out his pistol as soon as possible.

Edward just remembered it and was so scared that he lay on the ground and shouted, "Boss, don't shoot, it's me!"

Hawke put away his gun: "Why don't you make a sound when you open the door?"

Edward quickly got up and said, "I fell asleep. As soon as I heard the movement, you came in."

Hawke put the two bags in place and asked, "Have you gained something today?"

Edward shook his head: "I received three tips and paid $60, but I didn't take any valuable things."

Thinking of the weekend's agreement, he asked for leave in advance: "Boss, I made an appointment with Indio Downey to go to Brentwood Park on Saturday..."

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

Hawke heard the familiar name: "Son of Robert Downey Jr."

"Yes, it's him." Edward briefly said what happened yesterday: "I have opened the breakthrough."

"Go." Hawke generously gave the savior a holiday.

The number one subordinate, the widow of sleeping squid, spending the money left by squid and being able to beat squid, Hawke thought this was a good thing.

Seeing that Hawk was thinking about the problem, Edward waited for a while before he said weakly, "Boss, that... can I stay for one night?"

Hawke came to his senses, looked up and down at Edward, and asked, "Will you and Nicole end so soon?"

Edward looked up at the ceiling, looking sad that love had passed away: "Love always comes quickly and goes quickly."

Hawke took a can of beer and gave it to him: "Don't be too sad."

Edward opened the wine and took a sip, and was excited: "I won't be sad because I have a new goal."

He taught the rookie in the tone of an experienced tone: "Boss, you must believe me, don't stay in a woman for too long, believe that the next one will be good, and the next one will be better."

Hawke gave him a thumbs up: "I believe in you."

The lights on here attracted Frank too.

Hawke took dried fruits, snacks and beer, and the three of them **** while eating, drinking, chatting and spanking.

It was not until 11 o'clock that Frank had enough wine and had two cans of beer in his arms and staggered out.

Hawke closed the door, activated the night security, and went upstairs to take a shower.

Edward lay down on his side and turned off the lights early.

Hawke looked out the window.

In the parking lot across the road, Frank's RV was still on.

Hawke brought the slingshot and stood in front of the window and tried it, thinking of giving Frank's car window glass, but the distance was too far, and the steel **** fell on the open space.

It was too late, Hawke put down his slingshot and turned off the lights to go to bed.

On a broken car on Fountain Street, Pedro saw the West Coast Studio turn off the lights and began to move.

After waiting for a few hours, I finally got to do it.

Pedro took out a piece of universal glue, took out a bag of steel wiping balls, took them apart and put them in his pocket.

He didn't dare to set up that studio.

Several companions told Henry about the horror of the house.

Pedro waited for a while, and even the street lights went out, and got off the car quietly.

There was a quiet area around, and there was not a single pedestrian.

Pedro trotted with his waist, came to the Mondeo, took out universal glue, applied it to the wheel valve, then walked around the back of the car, and took out the steel wiping ball.

He found the exhaust pipe, pressed the buttocks with one hand, and stuffed a steel wool ball into it with the other hand.

Mondeo shook for a moment and the car alarm started to scream.

On a quiet night, the sound was extremely harsh.

Pedro cursed Fak in his heart, and this pervert actually installed an alarm!

He turned around and ran away.

As soon as the alarm sounded, Hawke was immediately awakened. He turned over and got out of bed and came to the window. He happened to see a guy getting up and running.

He opened the window, grabbed the slingshot on the windowsill, stuffed the steel **** and hit it.

The two sides are only twenty meters apart.

With a whoosh, the steel ball hit Pedro's back neck.

Pedro's eyes turned dark, and he subconsciously turned his head, his ears seemed to hear the sound of the wind, and a severe pain came from his forehead.

A **** flower exploded on his head.

With two more whizzes, Pedro was hit on the forehead and nose.

The blood flowed down, and the person was a little dazed. He couldn't stand firm for a moment and fell to the ground.

The door was pushed open at this time, and Edward broke in and said, "Boss?"

Hawke pointed down.

Edward picked up a bat and ran downstairs.

Hawke took the gun from the head of the bed and shouted outside, "Don't move, I'll shoot if I move."

Pedro covered his head, turned his head and looked at it. He saw a black muzzle in the moonlight, and immediately raised his hand.

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