The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 1 Dinosaur Blood

At dawn, a shrill howling suddenly sounded.

Hawke woke up from his sleep, turned over and jumped out of bed, moved gently to the window with his eyes close to the wall, and looked out.

There was nothing on the withered grassland, and the fog of the lake was faintly visible in the distance.

The howling came again, the unique cry of North American coyotes.

This is not a cell that is incarcerated! Hawke withdrew his gaze in confusion and quickly looked around.

A rough and dilapidated wooden house blocked the cold wind, and the log beams that supported the roof were full of spider webs.

The temperature was a little low, and Hawke picked up the thick coat next to him and put it on it, and found a line printed on it: "Singing Detective" dedicated to the crew.

He searched around and found a brand new newspaper and two texts on the wooden table in front of the fireplace.

Hawke reads the newspaper first, the Provo Herald of January 5, 2002, published in Provo, Utah.

A recruitment notice was circled in the newspaper with a pen.

"Ackerman Pictures' "Singing Detective" crew recruits temporary stunt actors, requiring men under 30 to be around six feet tall, strong, good at climbing and using firearms. Those with professional experience are preferred..."

Hawke put down the newspaper and picked up a text, which was the temporary actor contract for the crew of "Singing Detective", with the signature Downing Ward.

Another text is a comprehensive physical examination report and stunt actor insurance contract provided by the crew of "Singing Detective", and the signature is also signed by Downing Ward.

The stunt actor insurance contract states that the crew must conduct a physical examination of the corresponding actors before taking out insurance.

Hawke quickly looked through the physical examination report and all indicators were in the health range, one of which attracted his attention.

The person who is physically examined belongs to the Hh blood type system!

A doctor inmate once talked to Hawke about rare blood types. If Rh negative blood is panda blood, Hh blood type can be called dinosaur blood.

Hawke subconsciously glanced at his hands, his slender palms were covered with calluses. He walked to the wall a few steps, took off the mirror hanging on the wooden wall, and wiped off the thick dust on the mirror with his big hands.

The person in the mirror had a head full of brown hair as messy as withered weeds. His slightly fat face had not shaved for a long time. With his slightly fat body, he seemed to have a skinny brown bear who had just finished hibernation.

"Is this Downing Ward?" Hawke finished whispering, with a little memory of his life experience in his mind.

The original owner of this body was Tangning Ward. He followed his father to poach near Lake Utah very early. Later, he had extreme sports, but he did not make a name for himself. After Old Ward died, he returned to Pro with his first love injury. Wo inherited the house and did nothing to recuperate his heart.

Driven by cheap food, Downing Ward's figure gradually became disfigured and his wallet was about to be shriveled. When he saw the recruitment notice in the newspaper, he went to the city of Provo to apply for a job. With his good foundation, he got a job as a temporary stuntman.

Downing Ward has left very few memories, which are relatively vague, and it is all related to his life experience.

Returning to the time travel experience in 2002 is still within Hawke's acceptance.

Because of the 2020s he experienced, he traveled across the Internet in various ways.

Of course, more importantly, Hawke is regaining his freedom.

Hawke, in his previous life, had been controlling the Internet public opinion. He came to North America to practice special skills such as gun fighting for many years, and created chaos in the United States several times. He finally bought a 200-year food and accommodation package in California.

At that time, his residence was in San Jose Prison and was held independently for 23 hours a day.

It is not easy to endure the days of losing freedom and waiting for death slowly.

Hawk opened the painted refrigerator, found a pack of toast bread and half a bottle of jam, looked at the date, took a knife, smeared the jam on the bread, and carefully inspected the wooden house while eating .

In modern society, survival is inseparable from money.

Hawke found his wallet, which contained $17 in cash.

Thanks to the skills learned in his previous life, Hawke found a dark lattice by the wall of the bedside after eating bread, used a knife to pry open the wood on it, took out an iron box and opened it, and wrapped it with six driver's licenses. , there are men and women, old and young, from all over the United States. Under the driver's license, there is also a small M60 short-barrel revolver.

Hawke picked up the pistol and skillfully opened the bullet nest, leaving only 4 bullets left.

He carefully checked the bullets and pistols, and was in good condition, and then reloaded them and put them in his pocket.

This place is located in the suburbs of mountains and fields, and in front of the gate is the vast Utah Lake, which has a bad association.

Old Ward had done business without money.

Hawke looked through his driver's license, his eyes set, and he took out one and put it away.

The owner of this driver's license is Hawke Osmond. He was born in 1980. He has short black hair and comes from Wyoming, which is vast and sparsely populated. His appearance is somewhat similar to his current body.

The other five driver's licenses are either of different genders or are too old and young, which is of little use to him.

Hawke carefully inspected the wooden house and found nothing new. He came to the fireplace and lit a fire, and his five driver's licenses were completely burned to ashes.

He mixed it into the firewood ashes, put it into the trash can, went out through the withered grass, and came all the way to the high place beside the lake, where the ashes were scattered into the lake.

The weather is a bit cold and it may snow if it is gloomy.

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

Hawke returned to the wooden house and sat at the wooden table, thinking about what to do next.

Hawke wanted to make things happen, but his experience told him that a person's influence was limited.

How can you have a huge influence?

It is not difficult for Hawke to think of power and wealth.

In America, the two can transform each other.

He looked at the dilapidated wooden house, which had only $17 purse and frowned immediately.

If you want to develop, you must get out of Provo.

Hawke first thought of Los Angeles where he had been in his previous life, and his eyes fell on the stuntman contract.

The American class has solidified and it is extremely difficult for the poor to develop.

Hawke instantly became extremely realistic, power and wealth were too far away, and the urgent thing to do was to make some money first.

A sum of money that will allow him to travel to Los Angeles without having to wander on the streets.

Hawke looked down and looked at the lines of words "Singing Detective" on his coat. He couldn't give up the job of a stunt actor for the time being.

Just as he was thinking, the sound of a car engine came from outside the window. He took out the revolver in his pocket, quickly came to the window, and looked out quietly.

An old two-seater Dodge pickup drove over from the other side of the road and parked in front of the stone road leading to the wooden house.

The door of the driving space opened and a blond and white-skinned man came down, about the same age as Hawk, and was wearing a thick jacket with the words "Singing Detective" printed on it.

He came to the door, pounded the door, and shouted, "Laggy, get up quickly, the crew will shoot the last day, don't be late."

Hawke put his pistol in his pocket, kept the muzzle forward, walked towards the door against the wall, and asked vaguely as he walked, "Who? Come and knock on the door so early?"

The man said again, "I, David! Are you not awake yet? Can't even hear me?" His voice was impatient: "We can get the salary after the filming today, and we will get a week's salary! Don't talk too much! , hurry up! ”

(End of this chapter)