The Wolf of Los Angeles

In the dark basement, the light suddenly lit up.

Melissa, lying in an iron cage, subconsciously reached out to block her eyes.

After a while, she gradually adapted to the lights, slowly lowered her hands, and met the two deaf and dumb Mexican women who were watching over her.

These two women are as strong as meat mountain.

It was not until they moved away that Melissa discovered that there were two people wearing hoodies standing behind them.

Melissa thought about the last time she saw and guessed it was Shawn's subordinates. She sat up, sorted out her long scattered hair, and said, "Have you thought about it?"

"We don't know what the benefits you said are, but the benefits others give us are in our hands."

Melissa reached out and wanted to take the initiative: "Give me a cell phone, call me, and you will each have an extra $5 million on your account."

She said specifically: "You can look at me. If I say something I shouldn't say, you can kill me at any time."

Hawke just stared at her coldly.

Melissa said: "I have a house in my apartment on Brighton on 17th Street in Santa Monica. Behind a regular printed oil painting in the living room of the house, there is a Citibank safe key hidden. The bank recognizes the key but not the person. There are some cash and jewelry in it, which is my private reserve fund."

Hawke was silent for a moment and asked, "What do you want us to do."

Melissa said slowly, "Let you be rich and truly appreciate the benefits of money."

Hawke didn't say much, but kept looking at Melissa and was quite satisfied when she saw that she was in good health.

Melissa would be wrong: "You want me, you can do it anytime."

Hawke turned and left here.

Up to the ground and following Edward asked, "Boss, why don't you give her some color? If you continue to torture, she will say anything."

"It's not time yet," Hawke said.

To be precise, what Hawke wants is a healthy enough blood bag.

But if the time is right, he would not hesitate to get the secrets of the Ackerman family from Melissa and completely get rid of these bastards.

No, I took all the younger generation of the Ackerman family, who are of the right age and blood type, as spare blood bags.

Campos came over at this time.

Hawke reminded: "Don't worry, take your time. If a person is stuck in this environment for a long time, his mental changes will always occur."

Campos reminded: "Last week, she went on a hunger strike, and I asked someone to insert the catheter directly into the catheter and pour the nutrient solution."

Hawke said: "A person like her will not easily seek death."

Campos whispered: "Barack Bernan has been in Mexico and is still investigating. He is surrounded by a whole security team and Pinkerton's detectives."

"Don't let people get close to you," Hawke said as he walked, "The focus is on Sean Ackerman."

Campos nodded: "The people have been withdrawn." He followed Hawke's footsteps: "Shawn had a conflict with Buddy Ackerman and moved out of Ackerman Manor in the North Side of Sunset Avenue, but he guaranteed There are many ways, we dare not approach."

Hawke has always been very patient: "Investigate his life and business practices in recent years, and what bad things have been done."

The group left the warehouse, got on the bus separately, and left here.

In the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz sedan, Edward, who was driving, asked, "Are we going to send someone to find the safe key?"

"Please pretend that those words are not heard." Hawke said simply: "Some information does not use words or direct communication. A sudden touch of a bank safe may also be a kind of signal to the outside world."

The two of them went back to the company, and as soon as they went upstairs, they saw Frank, who seemed to be five years older.

Hawke was curious: "Man, what's wrong with you?"

Edward said deliberately: "Has your ex-wife been seduced away?"

"She was caught." Frank said seriously: "Because she found that a **** didn't pick cotton well and whipped him with a leather whip."

Edward had long been used to the bastard's attacking language: "It's okay, this is the whip of love, you won't understand, this is love."

Hawke entered the office, waited for the two of them to come in, and asked, "Have your ex-wife got into trouble?"

Frank shook his head, "No, I've been heartbroken again."

Hawke heard Edward mention that Frank was pursuing a female employee in the company next door.

Edward launched a counterattack: "You are just unilaterally pursuing, and the other party has not agreed to be your girlfriend. Where can you break up in love?"

Frank instantly forced himself to possession: "If it were five years ago, I wouldn't have to deal with such a woman for two hours."

Edward learned from him how to force the gods to possess her: "If she had a child and had divorced, I would only take half an hour to get her done!"

Hawke patted Edward on the shoulder and deliberately hit Frank: "I don't believe what you said, but what the Savior said, I believe it because I've seen it several times."

"You've seen Salma Hayek, too," Frank said.

Hawke disdained: "I heard from her that she was nominated for the Oscar." Frank sighed: "I finally met someone that suited my aesthetics, but the result..."

Hawke pointed to the office wine cabinet and said to Edward: "Come over to the bottle of Roland Hyatt Champagne and let's celebrate... No, let's help Frank get out of the shadow of broken love."

Frank immediately walked to the wine cabinet without waiting for Edward to pass, and did not forget to turn around and give Hawke a middle finger.

The three of them drank a glass of champagne, and Frank seemed to come alive.

Hawke asked, "Have you dealt with the Ackerman family before in Hollywood?"

"That bunch of stinky fish and rotten shrimp?" Frank looked disdainfully: "I'm a real movie guy, but they're not."

Edward asked curiously, "Are they the ones who made movies?"

Frank picked up the heavy bottle and poured wine into the three of them: "The cotton planter occasionally has a little brain."

He detailed: "As far as I know, the Ackerman family entered the entertainment industry for people. Do you know how they made a fortune? They used invested in movies to attract Hollywood stars and then provide services to politicians, thus obtaining Advantageous resources are converted into commercial profits.”

Hawke picked up the wine glass: "I heard of it, too."

Frank shook his head and said with a smile: "They often prepare for film projects that use handsome men and beautiful women or children's actors. The film response is often average. According to the Hollywood movie operation model, it may even suffer serious losses, but the assets of the Ackerman family are getting more and more many."

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

"The profit of the movie does not come from the movie itself," Hawke said.

Edward remembered the situation in this circle and said, "If those actors want to get roles, they have to accompany others and do whatever they want. It doesn't matter who they want to accompany them."

"You underestimate the crazy and pervertedness of those **** too much." Frank looked like you had no knowledge: "Many beautiful and handsome men in Hollywood ruined their image. Do you think it's just for the movie?"

He looked at Hawke: "You ask these things, are you in conflict with the Ackerman family?"

Hawke clinked his glasses with him: "Drink."

Frank drank all the champagne in one sip and said, "With your current power, the influence of Twitter on online public opinion and the scale of assets, it is not weaker than that of the Ackerman family, but many people are involved in Ackerman's Jewish people. They are not easy to do."

Hawke had known this for a long time: "I won't be Don Gilleshode."

Frank added: "Those **** are a bunch of real vampires, not just metaphorical, but also literal."

This old guy saw the world very clearly: "The legend of vampire is real. From a long time ago, in order to satisfy the perverted desire, some people have made people missing or other perverted behaviors and fabricated the so-called vampire lies. These have been developed to the modern era.”

Hawke suddenly thought of the soul cooking I saw on the Internet in his previous life, and the real-life-shaped meals placed in front of Sylary and others.

Maybe it was just some special ceremony, and the ingredients used were also the chocolate and tomato sauce they advertised.

But who can tell what the real situation is in private?

Shortly after the mail door broke out, rumors were rumored on the Internet that some parties either encountered accidents or disappeared.

Hawke never considered being a vampire hunter, but just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of a bipartisan dispute to settle this hatred.

Frank drank a few glasses of champagne, dragged Hawk and Edward to the entertainment room downstairs to compete for table tennis.

Hawke probably had the top three high-rise residential buildings in a community in his previous life, but he could not apply rubber when he was fighting with Frank, Edward, and even other security personnel of the company.

After calling a few words, the phone rang, Hawke went out to connect, and Brian called.

Steve Nat's Equal Rights Organization preparations have officially begun.

Brian asks him to meet in Kovina tomorrow.

Hawke thought about the itinerary and responded.

This is an attempt to defeat magic with magic.

As he was about to get off work, Erica called and asked Hawke to go back to Silver Lake Community for dinner tonight.

Hawke returns to the villa in the community and finds that Erica has prepared dinner.

Although they are all simple fried steak and eggs, the taste is OK.

The two sat at the dining table and Erica asked while eating, "Do you have no time next week?"

Hawke thought for a while: "A few days should be taken next week. What plans have you made?"

Erica then said, "If you don't take annual leave this year, it will be a waste. I plan to take annual leave next week and want to take you out for fun."

"No problem." Hawke responded and asked, "Do you have the destination and plan?"

Erica said, "Last time, you invested to invite me to Wyoming to hunt bears. Do you remember what I said? I plan to ask you to hunt in Florida."

Hawke remembered: "We hunt crocodiles and make specimens?"

Erica smiled: "The crocodile is just one of our goals. There are also big lizards that are flooded there. It is said that its meat is delicious."

Hawke responded: "Okay, we'll go to Florida next week."

He also specifically reminded: "Bring the bodyguard." (The end of this chapter)