The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 50 Help

West Los Angeles, 14th Street.

The Mondeo drove slowly over and stopped by the roadside.

Nearby, the door of a red BMW opened. Jacqueline quickly walked to the passenger side, knocked on the window, opened the door and got in.

Hawke checked the time: "Arrived early?"

"You pay well." Jacqueline participated in the training in the park and said, "It's not a lot of work and it's not troublesome. Of course I have to be more active."

Hawke pointed to 14th Street in front of him and said, "In a moment, you will go south along this road. If you encounter a robbery, you must panic."

Jacqueline smiled and said, "I was robbed more than once when I was a kid. I know how it feels."

Hawke said, "Refresh your memory."

Jacqueline responded: "That feeling is just terrible."

Edward called at this time.

Hawke asked Jacqueline to go back to her car first, drove forward for a while, got out, opened the door of an old commercial vehicle, and got in directly.

Edward brought three professional assistants in the car.

The three men looked extremely ugly and ferocious, and one could tell at first glance that they were not good people.

Hawke felt that if he was thrown into the crew of Pirates of the Caribbean and played those pirates, he wouldn't even need to wear makeup.

The most sturdy one among them, Da Chou, raised his hand and asked, "You said we can hurt him, to what extent?"

Hawke urged, "Just like in rehearsal, punch them in the face a few times, where people can see them."

If he gets hit in the chest or butt, you can't ask Johnson to take off his clothes while waiting for reporters to interview him, right?

That is not only uncivilized, but also easily exposes the reality that there is a big guy and a small cutie.

Er Chou asked, "Can we ask him to send us to jail?"

Hawke frowned slightly: "What are you doing in prison?"

Sanchou replied: "It's more comfortable than being a homeless person."

Hawke looked at Edward, who immediately said, "Don't worry, you three will enjoy priority treatment at the rescue station in the future."

Er Chou laughed happily and said to Edward, "Boss, we will definitely be fine. It's just a robbery, no big deal."

Da Chou agreed: "We are born to rob."

Hawke took out a red coat that he had prepared and threw it to the most suitable Erchou: "You must wear this coat."

Erchou put it on immediately.

Hawke pointed to the alley on the side of the sidewalk and said, "Go over there and wait for someone to come over."

The three of them got out of the car immediately and went into the alley.

Hawke asked Edward to drive: "Go to Johnson's side."

The car went south and soon stopped. Hawke got out and looked around carefully. When he saw no paparazzi, he got into Johnson's car.

Johnson, dressed casually, saw Hawke coming up and asked, "Are you ready?"

Hawke said, "I'm fine now, but you might get hurt a little to make it more realistic."

Johnson frowned slightly.

Caroline, who was sitting in the back row, then said, "For Dwayne's tough guy image, the number of times he gets hit during filming must be written in the contract."

Hawke thought for a moment and said, "A real-life fight and a few hits will make it easier to create Dawn's friendly image."

Dani, who was driving, said, "I agree."

Since the exclusive agent had spoken, Caroline didn't say anything more.

Johnson nodded: "Okay." He smiled: "Don't hit too hard."

"No, they are all professionals." Hawke shook his phone and prepared to get off the car: "Wait for my call, then you go ahead."

He specifically reminded: "The victim was a blonde girl wearing a white dress, and one of the robbers was wearing a conspicuous red coat."

Johnson nodded: "I'll make a note of that."

Caroline looked at Hawke's phone and grabbed him: "Wait a minute."

Hawke looked her over and said, "Miss Baa, anything else?"

Caroline said grimly, "Delete the photos taken that day."

"I didn't take a picture of you, I took a picture of the wall." Hawke got out of the car and left.

Caroline raised two middle fingers at his back and said viciously: "Let me get the chance, I will definitely beat you!"

Back in the old commercial vehicle, Hawke took out his headphones and plugged them into his cell phone so he could answer calls.

Edward turned the car around and drove back.

Hawke looked at the sparse pedestrians on the street and felt a little uneasy when he thought of the accident that happened when he was making news before.

After Edward sent him back to Mondeo, Hawke said, "You follow Johnson and notify me immediately if anything happens." "It's only a few thousand meters in total, do we still have to keep an eye on it?" Edward was talking nonsense, but his hands were not slow, and he turned the steering wheel around.

Hawke got out of the car and said, "This is a big order. Think of the bonus you can get."

Edward promised, "I will follow."

After the business car left, Hawke looked around carefully. The streets here were relatively quiet and there were no paparazzi.

He took out his portable camera, found the starting shooting position, and gave instructions.

Not far away, Jacqueline came out of a rental store and walked south along the sidewalk.

The ugly trio hid at the entrance of an alley a few dozen meters ahead, waiting for the lamb to arrive.

At Hawke's command, Johnson's car started moving and headed north.

Fortunately, there were no accidents this time.

Hawke carefully selected the venue and personnel, and except for Johnson, everyone else rehearsed together.

Jacqueline walked through the alley and continued south.

The three ugly guys followed from behind, speeding up to grab the bag from Jacqueline's hand.

Jacqueline held on to the bag tightly, refusing to let go, and shouted, "Help! Help! Help..."

Hawke's camera, which was originally filming the scenery, turned over at an extremely fast speed and then ran over there to capture the scene of the two people fighting over the bag.

The camera also recorded his footsteps and the deliberate panting he made as he ran.

All of this is proved by video in the form of suddenness.

At this time, Dachou and Erchou rushed in from outside the screen. The former was tall and strong, and he pushed Jacqueline, causing her to fall down with a thud.

Er Chou showed a prop knife and said, "Bitch, if you don't want to die, get out of here."

Danny's car arrived.

"Let go of that girl!" Johnson jumped down from the passenger seat, rushed forward and kicked Erchou down, and the knife in Erchou's hand fell far away.

Then he wrestled with Dachou and Sanchou, took two punches from Dachou, and threw Sanchou to the ground.

Jacqueline took the opportunity to grab the bag back and screamed.

Johnson pushed Dachou away again and punched him hard.

Although they are a big guy and a little cutie, their size and strength are there, and the two punches from Big Ugly were quite fierce, so Johnson used more force due to the pain.

Da Chou sat down on the ground, as if he had a stitch in the side, and couldn't get up.

Dani yelled from the driver's seat: "I called the police."

The second and third uglies dragged up the big uglies and ran away.

Johnson held onto the lamp post next to him, panting heavily, and asked, "Ma'am, are you okay? Do you need me to call the police?"

Jacqueline shook her head: "No, I didn't lose anything."

She slowly stood up and thanked him, speaking incoherently: "Thank you, thank you..."

Johnson asked a few more questions, Jacqueline thanked him again, and left.

Hawke turned off the camera, dialed Danny's number on his cell phone and said a few words.

Dany waved to Johnson.

Johnson got in his car and drove off 14th Street as if nothing had happened.

Hawke went over to check the scene and discovered that Erchou had dropped the prop knife, so he quickly picked it up and put it away.

The knife is rented and there is a deposit.

Hawke made sure there was nothing left, returned to the Mondeo, and called Erica Ferguson first: "We have finished shooting the short film."

Erica asked, "So fast."

Hawke said, "It's going relatively smoothly. You can resume patrol."

Erica was busy at the moment, so she said, "Okay."

Hawke hung up the phone, drove out of the neighborhood, met Jacqueline in front of a shopping mall, and gave her the balance of $300.

Jacqueline said happily: "If you need this kind of work again, remember to call me."

Hawke nodded and asked, "It wasn't a heavy fall, was it?"

"It's okay." Jacqueline was in a good mood: "Although I fell, it's much more comfortable than eating a man's thing."

Hawke got in the car: "I'll call you if you need a response later."

Jacqueline returned to her car and suddenly fell into a fantasy, thinking that maybe she had a talent for acting?

Don’t they all eat that stuff? Is she worse than those female stars?

But this unreliable thought flashed through his mind, and he planned to go back and consult Hawke.

(End of this chapter)