The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Inside the Black Cat Bar, Da Chou looked around, found the bar owner, Haas Haisen, and strode over.

Haas had a purple Mohawk in the middle of his bald head. When he reached out to take the wine, he revealed ten long fingernails that were purple to black and had red flowers on them.

Da Chou pulled out a stool and sat opposite him. The fragrance wafting from his body made Haas sneeze uncontrollably.

Haas frowned and looked over Dachou. Even though he was a monster in strange clothes, he was still disgusted by Dachou's appearance.

The short skirt, fishnet stockings and stubbled face are okay, but the problem is that she is too ugly.

Ugly reminded him instead, and Haas asked, "You are Da Ugly? Am I right?"

"No, no." Dachou laughed, looking even uglier: "After all these years, you're still hiding here!"

Haas shrugged. "Where can we go?" He showed his fingernails and pointed at his hair. "Guys can only be themselves here. Once we leave, we will become people we don't like."

Da Chou said, "You are the ones who are afraid of other people's gazes. There are many queer people in Los Angeles. In the East Side, Venice, West Street and the Avenue of Stars, there are queer people everywhere."

LGBTQ+ people did not emerge out of thin air; they have always existed in society. The earliest queer clubs can even be traced back to the 1950s after World War II.

These people are also somewhat organized, but compared to the growing social movements for homosexuality and feminism, their power is too dispersed, and they lack sufficiently influential spokespersons to speak for them.

Haas looked at the guys in the bar and said, "Because besides the black cat, guys have to make a living."

Da Chou grew up here and knows these people too well: "You have been hiding for too long. The longer you hide, the less you dare to face your true self. The more you hide, the more you care about other people's opinions."

He stood up and posed like a model: "Look at me, I'm on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, I'm very happy every day, and I can earn a lot of money. Some Hollywood stars will pay me to be there as a background for their events."

Haas had some vision and looked at Dachou again. He found that Dachou's appearance was indeed not of high standard, but the clothes, accessories and watch on his wrist were all of great value.

Da Chou got all of this from the Compton Charity Foundation.

"You're doing so well, why did you come back?" Haas poured a glass of wine and took a sip slowly: "To show off to us who live in the sewers?"

Da Chou shook his head, "How is that possible! I am from Compton too. Back then everyone looked down on me and bullied me. Only you and the Savior were willing to accept me. Do I need to show off to you? Aren't you afraid that you will pull out your guns and rob me of everything?"

In fact, some people have been looking over here, looking at this ugly guy in flashy clothes. Some of them even put their hands into their clothes, grabbed knives or guns, and prepared to do the big business passed down from generation to generation in Compton.

Haas heard a familiar name from Dachou's words: "Savior? Have you seen him? I heard that he makes a living by deceiving women."

"That's not true!" Dachou quickly explained for Edward: "The savior is on the right path. He is now a shareholder of Twitter and has established a Compton Foundation."

Haas asked, "Twitter, the social media Twitter on the Internet?"

Dachou nodded vigorously. "Yes, that's it! You guys stay in one place every day and are not well-informed. The Savior has helped many people in Compton. I have also joined his foundation and lobbied him to help the queer people in Compton. He grew up in Compton and used to come to Black Cat with me. He has great sympathy for our group and is willing to pay to help us get out of Compton."

Haas smiled and shook his head: "Get out of Compton? I wish it were that easy."

"It's certainly not easy, but if we don't try, we'll never be able to do it." Da Chou asked loudly, "Are we going to stay in a corner all our lives, living under the prejudices of others? Don't you want to go out and walk on the street like everyone else?"

He is not very good at inspiring people, so he can only give the most realistic example: "Power must be fought for. In the past, we couldn't even ride in the same car with white people. What about now? Who dares to call us "Ni ge" in public? How did we get all this? Didn't we fight for it by making troubles again and again... no, launching movements again and again?"

Haas pointed out a realistic problem: "If we do that, everyone will have nothing to eat."

If you want to attract people and concentrate scattered forces, what is the best way? Of course, money power!
Da Chou had already received Edward's instructions, and he said loudly: "Compile a list of real queers and I will hand it over to the foundation. The foundation will then pay them according to the list, and there will be additional subsidies for participating in activities!"

As soon as these words came out, people around came over to ask.

Haas didn't have so many ambitions, but he didn't want to stay in the ditch all his life. He made a list on the spot and gave it to Da Chou to see the situation first.

Da Chou asked these people to go to the Compton Foundation tomorrow morning to register, leave their contact information, and collect their subsidies.

Only with money can you organize people; without money it’s all empty talk.

The next morning, these people went to the Compton Foundation one after another, but most of them were dressed like normal people. At most, they were queers, not monsters.

Edward personally attended the event and asked them to bravely show themselves before giving them the money.

With money hanging on their shoulders, these people changed back into their respective attires, and the Compton Foundation was suddenly filled with demons and monsters.

Edward handed out money while Mike kept taking pictures with his camera.

Money has magic power, and the Compton Foundation has taken the first step in rallying queer people.

Edward sent the photos of the scene to Hawke on the same day.

Hawke looked through them and said, "When there are more people, select reliable ones from them to be the core personnel. You will face mad female fists in the future." Edward replied, "People like us may not be able to play high-end games, but we are guaranteed to be first-class at disgusting work."

Hawke never doubted the black man's ability to mess things up, and said, "Not only black people, but people of other skin colors as well! Also, keep in touch with Saint Steve."

Edward smiled and said, "I have joined the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, and Saint Steve has given me the position of vice president."

There was a knock on the office door, and assistant Lukat came in and said, "Miss Betty is here."

Hawke shut down his computer and returned the USB drive with the queer photos to Edward.

Betty came in with a file bag and placed it on the table in front of Hawke. She said, "Boss, this is some of the information Fiona collected. It's mainly about actors. She asked me to send it over first. There will be more about directors and producers later."

"Okay." Hawke opened it and saw a thick stack of documents in the bag. It contained not only the names and photos of the people, but also their relevant resumes.

Betty said goodbye and left, and Edward walked her out of the office.

Hawke had a cup of tea brought over and carefully read the information Betty sent.

He first roughly flipped through it, put the men aside, and divided the women who were too old and too young into two parts.

Hawke looked closely at actresses between the ages of 20 and 40, including both established stars such as Cate Blanchett and Charlize Theron, as well as emerging stars such as Scarlett Johansson and Natalie Portman.

There are also some less famous little stars.

After looking through the pages for a long time and still not finding the right person, Hawke stood up and walked to the window, looking out at the sea in the distance to relieve his eye fatigue.

This matter is related to the Northern Expedition plan, and he wants to find someone.

After the political collapse of Willie Brown and former Speaker Nunes, the political core of Northern California shifted to the re-emerging Newson family.

The core figure that the Niu Sen family focuses on training is undoubtedly the current mayor of San Francisco, Gavin Niu Sen.

In his previous life, Hawke had seen the news about Gavin Newson's visit to the other side of the Pacific Ocean. Because his wife had a good figure, he took a few more glances at her.

I remember her name was Jennifer. She was a Hollywood star and was raped by the fat guy Harvey Weinstein. She was also a member of the MeToo movement and seemed to have joined the feminist organization very early.

The name Jennifer is too common in America and Hollywood, and there are too many of them.

Some Hollywood female stars use their stage names purely as their acting names.

Especially the name Jennifer, which has been used as a stage name by too many actresses.

Hawke took a short break and went back to checking the actresses' profiles.

After looking through the stars' lists, Hawke discovered something in a list of ordinary actors.

The actress is called Jennifer Lynn Siebel. She is tall, blonde and blue-eyed. She has played supporting female roles in many movies.

According to the records, there are "Something's Gotta Give" directed by Nancy Meyers, "Rent" written and directed by Chris Columbus, and the B-level film "The Crocs" invested by Dimension Films.

In addition, the information shows that Jennifer Siebel joined the Sisters Parade as early as 2002.

Hawke looked at the photo carefully for a while, but the impression in his memory was too vague.

If it weren't for the governor's wife, and being raped by Harvey Weinstein, Hawke might not have any memory of her.

These two points put together make for a big deal.

Hawke looked at Jennifer Siebel's family. They were from San Francisco, middle class, and had attended Stanford University.

There was also Dimension Films, which Hawke thought looked familiar, so he looked it up online.

The famous "Scream" was filmed and produced by Dimension Films, which belongs to the Weinstein brothers.

It seems to be right.

Miramax, which is controlled by Walt Disney, specializes in making independent films for awards, while commercial horror films are invested and produced by Dimension Films.

Combining these data together, Hawke was 80% sure.

He looked through the remaining documents, took out Jennifer Siebel's copy and asked Edward to find Fiona. (End of this chapter)