The Wolf of Los Angeles

East Los Angeles, inside an inconspicuous parking lot.

Hawke reminded the Navas and his son opposite him to turn on the laptop, took out the photos and videos of Irving and Platt, and let them read them carefully and remember them.

This is the father and son of actors found by Eric Ethan. His father wasted many years in Hollywood, and his actors were ordinary, and his wife even divorced and ran away with someone.

His son Navas, who inherited his father's business, followed him into Hollywood.

But the father and son have made a lot of money, but so far there is no role that can be shown.

Little Navas is only 17 years old. He has been working hard in the big dyeing tank in Hollywood for several years and is far more mature than his peers.

Eric has a good vision in selecting people.

The video and photos were played back and forth a few times, and Hawke asked, “Remember them?”

Little Navas nodded vigorously: "I remember it's very firm."

Hawke asked, "What are you going to do?"

Navas was about to speak, but was stopped by Navas. The latter thought for a while and said, "I have read the information given to me by Director Ethan twice since the morning. If the content recorded above is not Wrong, Pratt is like a drama bully among actors, showing his particularity all the time. How can this particularity be seen? It is difficult for people who are weaker than him."

Hawke couldn't help laughing: "It seems you've gained a lot in Hollywood."

"Many people are bullied, too many." I originally thought that under the age of eighteen would become a talisman for surviving Hollywood. When Navas entered this industry, he found that those **** didn't care about their target age and gender at all, and would reach out when they fell in love with them.

He smiled reluctantly: "I am a man who has just transferred to Eastern Middle School. As long as I am a little more high-profile around Pratt, for example, I want to attract the attention of girls who are close to him, he will definitely not be able to help it."

Hawke glanced at Eric. This person may have various shortcomings, but he was quite outstanding in selecting actors.

The last time the **** actor, the Navas and his son, were both good.

Hawke knows how to motivate people: "For this job, I will provide you with two-year rent for a separate house in Kovina, with a cash reward of $50,000."

Old Navas was very satisfied: “You are a generous employer.”

Eric, who was sitting in another row, was very loyal and said to Little Navas: "I am preparing for a new movie with a supporting actor in it and need to use a minority. You can make Hawke Satisfied, the role is yours.”

As soon as these words were said, Navas and his son wanted to satisfy Hawke now.

Hawke quickly eliminated some bad associations: "Do the work I ordered."

"Don't worry, I will definitely be beaten badly by Prat!" Little Navas promised.

Hawke nodded slightly: "Go back and prepare to move and transfer."

The Navas and his son got out of the commercial car, got on the car next to them together, and left the parking lot with Eric.

Bryan, wearing a hat and sunglasses and pretending to be a driver, looked up and said, "You can always find professional talents."

"I'm just in the connection, looking for the right people," Hawke said.

He handed the information in his hand to Brian: "Go and go through the transfer procedures quickly. The Navas and his son will move into the villa you prepared tomorrow. We must let the little Navas enroll as soon as possible, defeat Irving as soon as possible, and not make up the situation for Sacramento. Opportunity.”

"Sacramento won't have much energy to take care of this side, and the removal election will be determined soon, and they will do their best to deal with Arnold Schwarzenegger's attack."

Hawke said, "Don't underestimate any opponent."

Brian smiled, “Now we occupy…”

"Don't say this." Hawke solemnly warned: "Champagne is on halftime, and what you want to say. If you don't see the result in the future, don't say it out loud. This is often the beginning of failure."

Maybe this is the secret to success? Brian wrote it down.

Hawke said, "Let's go, go back."

Brian's cell phone rang, he answered the phone, hung up and said to Hawk, "At the T company, ask when to pull the fiber optic."

Hawke asked, "Who is responsible for the funds?"

"A non-profit organization, donated a sum of funds," said Brian.

Hawke thought a little bit: "The incident takes a little time to ferment, hold on, and wait for a few days."

Brian Money leads the way, these are all small meanings: "I'll notify AT&T now."

After he finished calling, Hawke deliberately asked Brian to drive around the three-way intersection to see what was going on there.

Brian asked, “You deliberately let Michael’s case and claim amount be published on Twitter, is it really useful?”

Hawke said seriously: "There are many talents in the United States and there are ready-made cases on Twitter. I don't believe that such a good opportunity to make money will turn a blind eye to the excellent American people."

As the car approached the three-way intersection, Brian saw several motorcycle riders one after another.

He speeded up the train and came to the place close to the citrus sculpture. He found a motorcycle driving towards the citrus sculpture. The car rushed over the shoulder stone and hit the citrus sculpture with a bang.

The car is falling and the people are crooked.

The old black rider lying on the ground, regardless of the severe pain on his body, shouted to the person nearby who was filming: "Man, have you taken the photo?"

Lao Hei on the other side was fiddling with the DV, looking embarrassed: "Oh, the camera didn't keep up. Brother, you endure the pain and hit it again!"

These words floated in from the lowered window glass, and Brian's face became extremely wonderful.

Hawke said, "Don't worry, most of the riders behind are coming for this citrus. I guess there will be people from Cowena coming." Brian couldn't help laughing: "These guys can annoy Irving." Death, if those people were injured because of citrus and Irving refused to pay, they would not give up easily and would ruin Irving's reputation everywhere..."

Hawke answered, “So, instead of spending time and effort to cleanse yourself, it’s better to ruin your opponent.”

On the side of the citrus sculpture, rider Lao Hei bumped into it again and finally got the right video.

The two of them are still posing.

Another rider came over on the side of the road and shouted at them, "Hey, guys, hurry up and leave, don't delay my money!"

The two old hackers had already achieved their goal and waved: "Now."

The rider saw the DV in one of the old blacks' hands and said, "I forgot to bring the shooting equipment. Can you borrow it?"

Lao Hei, who took the DV, said, "You have to rent it with money!"

The riders here were not ready yet, and several motorcycles rushed over, waiting in line to make money.

On the side of the city hall, Irving had just dealt with his wife and sent his son away. He was about to discuss with several Arnold's confidants about how to deal with the recruitment of a prostitute, but someone rushed into the city hall.

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

When the visitor saw Irving, he quickly said, "No, something happened!"

Owen's heart was thumping and he asked, "So what's wrong?"

The man said, "I just came over from the intersection of the three-way road and found that there were many motorcycle riders gathered in front of the sculpture. Those **** were queuing up to collide with the sculpture, and some people were specializing in shooting..."

"Many people? Queue?" Irving's hair fell down on his somewhat bald head: "What do those **** want to do!"

Arnold reacted very quickly: "No, they want to learn from the **** last night and ask for compensation for the injury!"

Irving had already thought of this: "Fak! Crazy! Are you all crazy?"

He looked at Fowler: "Hurry up and take people over, drive away all the bastards, and remove the citrus!"

This is an image project that Irving paid out of his own pocket for re-election. If it is demolished, it will be ruined. But in this situation, it is better to demolish it than keep it.

Arnold grabbed Fowler who was about to leave: "Tear down, restore it to its original state, and set up a warning sign."

Fowler nodded and hurried to do it.

After being **** by his wife, Owen was a little confused: "What should we do now?"

Arnold thought for a while: "Mobilizing our manpower will create negative rumors about Brian on the one hand, and spread news that these things are all Brian framing you."

He was old and conservative, starting from the old concept: "There is another important point. Brian was born with a flaw. He was not a native of Kovina. He moved to Kovina not long ago. He was an outsider and wanted everyone to remember. Starting from this!”

As a native of Kovina, Irving thought this was crucial and said to several of his men: "You guys do it now!"

In this mayoral election, rumors about the two candidates spread throughout the town and created countless topics.

Irving and Brian, who were originally well-known, all became despicable and shameless people.

But the former has a worse reputation.

...

The next morning, Kovina, who was full of rumors, moved a new tenant.

They drove to a single-family house and moved their luggage inside.

But no one pays attention to them.

Almost everyone in the town, attention was drawn away by the news about Mayor Irving.

Early this morning, Irving received nine lawyer letters, all of which were related to citrus sculptures.

A total of fifteen victims ran into a citrus sculpture yesterday and filed a claim for compensation for Owen, who invested in the construction.

In the afternoon, the civil lawsuit and subpoena were sent to Irving by a third party.

Those poor and crazy old black men, no matter whether they have dates or not, will first hit a few poles.

Besides, they also have video evidence in their hands.

Meanwhile, a new Mexican classmate named Antonio Navas was transferred to the 11th grade of Eastern High School in Covenna.

This new classmate has an outstanding appearance, a very active personality, and a good eloquence, which is very popular among some girls.

Navas Jr. has a clear goal and has been paying attention to Prat Nester while engaging in relationships with his new classmates.

The latter can be called a star student in Eastern Middle School.

He is tall and strong, with blonde hair, the main football quarterback and dating cheerleader Katie.

Katie, a blonde woman, has a style that suits the usual style of the campus cheerleader. She is very beautiful and very coquettish. Even if she has a boyfriend, she can also discharge other handsome guys from time to time.

These students on campus have much less social experience than the little Navas who has been struggling in Hollywood for several years.

It took only one day for Little Navas to make sure to open the gap from Katie. (End of this chapter)