The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 64 Revenge in person

At the Atel Mountain shooting range, with a bang bang, Hawke fired ten more bullets, took off the soundproof headset, and returned the magazine.

The coach responsible for live-fire assessment came over, checked the pistol target, and said, "Buddha, it's still 100 rings. You passed the live-fire assessment part, I have nothing to teach you."

He signed the assessment form: "I wish you all the best."

"Thank you." Hawke paid the tip, took the assessment form, and handed it over to the professional person in charge of the shooting range.

The morning class is over, and there is another theory class in the afternoon.

There are no online courses now, and the theoretical part requires eight hours of class.

Hawke changed his coat, put his gun away as required, and was about to find a place to have lunch, and a strange phone call came over.

After connecting, he said a few words to the other side and quickly got in the car and went to the Western Police Station.

Eric Ethan was arrested by people from the Western Police Department and called to help find a lawyer. He also specifically told him not to tell Catherine.

When Hawke registered for the studio, he had dealt with a lawyer and immediately found the phone and called.

Half an hour later, the two met in front of the Western Police Station and entered the police station together.

The lawyer expressed his intention and completed the procedures. Hawke met Eric in a trapped room.

This guy had a wound on his face and was full of indignation, feeling that people would explode at any time.

Hawke looked at it and was not as serious as Johnson's injury, and asked, "What's going on?"

Eric grabbed Hawke's arm tightly: "Miller Collins! Do you still remember that Miller Collins? He harassed me in the locker room and touched me. I resisted and fought with him. He beaten up."

He was extremely sad and angry: "I can't beat him, I can't beat him..."

Hawke remembers that guy was the star wide receiver of the NFL San Diego Chargers.

Those who play professional football are all physical monsters.

Eric said again: "He must be a habitual offender. He got a bottle of water and walked by me, pretending to accidentally sprinkle it on my pants, squatted down and wiped my pants, took the opportunity to pinch my place, and wanted to take it out, His mouth was opened."

He became more and more angry as he spoke: "From the back, he actually called the police first, saying that I was harassing him. There was someone in the locker room at that time. After LAPD arrived, he testified to him, saying that I was touching him..."

Hawke believed Eric. Although this guy was clamoring not to eat seafood, he was definitely not a **** man.

Eric felt embarrassed to the Pacific: "My lawyer is also Katherine's lawyer. I dare not let Katherine know, so I have to call you."

Hawke comforted, "The embarrassing thing is that he is not you, you are just a victim."

Eric was helpless: "No one believed me."

Hawke said, "Man, I believe in you."

Eric looked at Hawke and nodded vigorously, "I knew you must believe me."

The lawyer knocked on the door and came in.

Hawke asked, "How is the situation?"

The lawyer quickly said: "The problem is not very big. Miller Collins' side said that he would not pursue the matter. He and the lawyer have left the police station. We can leave as long as we have completed the procedures."

Eric Haw's stood up: "I'm the victim!"

"But the evidence is against you, there is no surveillance in the locker room, Miller Collins's clothes also have water stains and your palm prints, and the only witness is on the other side," the lawyer said.

Hawk grabbed the angry Eric and said to the lawyer, "You go and go through the procedures, let's leave here first."

Not long after, the three of them left the Western Police Station together.

The lawyer left first.

Eric got into Hawk's car, his stuff was still in Tracy's gym, and Hawk drove him back to the Westwood.

In the car, Eric looked depressed: "That **** who is perjury must know Miller Collins. If we find him, we can prove my innocence!"

Hawke said: "If Miller Collins is a regular **** man, he is probably someone brought by Miller Collins, and it would be useless to find him."

Eric was depressed for a moment.

Hawke comforted, "If you want to find this place, you'd better think of something else."

When Eric thought of his former archenemy George Hansen, he couldn't help but start a high-level business war.

The two came to Tracy's gym, and Eric went to the locker room and got his bag back.

While waiting outside, Hawke found the gym manager strolling quickly, holding an envelope in his hand.

As soon as Eric came out, the gym manager came over and said, "Mr. Ethan, given that your behavior has caused great trouble to other customers, Tracy Gym is no longer welcome." She handed over the envelope: "Refunded fee." , please keep it."

"You guys..." Eric was angry, but he endured it, grabbed the envelope and walked out.

Hawke glanced at the gym manager and followed.

One is a VIP member and the other is an ordinary member. The former also has a witness. You can imagine what choice to make in the gym.

The two left the gym and Eric still got into Hawke's car.

Hawke could only comfort him: "Don't be angry about such people and things, we can always find a way to get back this place."

"But I can't think of a way." Eric's eyes turned red, please Hock: "Don't tell Katherine about this, I will be embarrassed, and the final dignity of a man will be lost."

Hawke nodded, "This matter is only for you and me."

Eric felt uncomfortable all over, and that depression was about to erupt from his chest. He couldn't breathe, and he couldn't even write the script.

He remembered George Hanson again, remembering that Hawk was holding him to watch the show.

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

Eric held up and straightened his waist, looked at Hawke in the driver's seat, and said, "Your West Coast Media Entertainment Studio can accept the recruitment of Dwayne Johnson, or my recruitment, right?"

It was not difficult for Hawke to guess what he thought and asked directly: "You want me to help you with Miller Collins, right?"

"Yes, deal with that bastard, otherwise I can't get over this hurdle." Everything that happened at Parker City made Eric confident in Hawk: "Miller Collins is an NFL star wide receiver, in the studio Within the scope of business.”

All his hopes were placed on Hawke: "I still have 30,000 dollars..."

Hawke raised his hand and stopped him from continuing, "Sorry, I can't accept your hiring."

Eric opened his mouth, unable to say anything, leaning against the seat, feeling that life was dark.

Hawke said slowly, "You are my friend. My friend is so oppressed, I won't be bystanders. Don't say anything about money."

Eric understood: "I can't let you work for me for nothing."

"I got Johnson's business because of your introduction. Have you ever asked me for a cent?" Hawke said extremely seriously: "Eric, do you want me to pay?"

Eric still wants to talk.

Hawke further said: "You don't have to be upset about this. I may gain benefits from Miller Collins. No matter how much I have, I will not share it with you. Some of the large expenses incurred during the period also need you. Come and pay the bill.”

Eric replied, "No problem."

Hawke continued: "You don't have to think about advanced business war techniques like shooting and breaking legs. We two have great futures and are not worth going to prison for a **** guy."

He turned to ask, "Old friend, what are your thoughts? I know very well."

Eric was disgusted this time: "If possible, get rid of him."

"I get it." Hawke took out his cell phone and called Edward: "Don't hang out outside, go back to the studio immediately and prepare for the production and manufacturing news."

Edward, who was squatting until he was drowsy, suddenly became energetic: "Boss, have you found a new goal and a new clue?"

Hawke said, "Yes, there is a suitable goal. Go back quickly, I'm rushing back."

Edward started the car: "I'll go back now."

Hawke hung up the phone and asked Eric: "If you don't finish this, you are not in the mood to create, are you?"

Eric said, "Yes, all my creative inspiration was gone by that pinch."

Hawke took the initiative to invite: "Don't you want to experience my work and accumulate inspiration for the next creation? Just so happens that I'm not equipped with enough staff, so come and help, and you can also experience the joy of revenge with your own hands. I can tell you responsibly. You, that taste is 100 times more exciting than that of men and women."

Eric smiled on his face and replied, "Okay!"

On the way back, Hawke bought some sports magazines from a newsstand, one of which contained a poster of Miller Collins.

Arriving at the studio, Hawke immediately convened a three-person meeting when Edward came back.

He put the Miller Collins poster on the whiteboard and said, “This is our goal for the next stage, San Diego Chargers star wide receiver Miller Collins, we lack enough knowledge of him before the plan officially begins. He must collect his information and do a background check."

Eric came into contact with this kind of work for the first time and only heard and said nothing.

"Savior, you search for newspapers and magazines from the past three years to find news about Miller Collins. Eric, you ask Johnson for help, through public channels, learn about Miller Collins' relationship with the San Diego Chargers, endorsement With business conditions. "Hawke also has a task: "I will understand his family conditions, friends and playmates around him."

He clapped his hands and said, "Go, act."

(End of this chapter)