Hollywood Director 1992.

Chapter 487 Are we safe?

"Are we safe?"

"It's safe!"

As the gunshots faded into the distance, the car drove into the bustling city center. Quentin peered out the rear window and, seeing that no assassins were following, let out a sigh of relief and slumped wearily into his seat.

"Want a drink?"

Link poured two glasses of red wine and pushed one towards him.

Quentin grabbed the glass with both hands, tilted his head back, and gulped it down. Because he drank it so fast, he choked and coughed repeatedly, his fleshy donkey face turning red.

"Slow down! We're safe now, you don't need to be too nervous."

Link swirled his wine glass and took a small sip.

"Don't be nervous? We were almost killed, just a hair's breadth away. A bullet whizzed past, and I almost got my head blown off. You're telling me not to be nervous?"

Quentin was incoherent, his face showing barely suppressed fear and excitement—typical symptoms of excessive adrenaline secretion.

"It's just a piece of broken glass, not a bullet."

"It was a bullet, a sniper bullet. I saw it with my own eyes. The bullet flew over and was less than a centimeter away from my head. It almost blew my skull off. I can still clearly remember the smell of gunpowder from that bullet."

Quentin touched the right side of his scalp, his eyes glazed over, as if reliving the thrilling moment that had just occurred.

Link smiled and didn't argue with Quentin.

Compared to shards of glass, being grazed on the scalp by a bullet seemed more thrilling and more talked about. Quentin would probably talk about this at parties often in the future, about this unforgettable experience for him. Link didn't want to ruin Quentin's imagination.

"Link, you've ruined me."

After a long while, Quentin said with a resentful look on his face.

"I hurt you? I'm the one who dragged you out of the coffee shop."

"You saved me, that's a fact, I don't deny it, but I'm also in this situation because of you. If it weren't for you, how could we have been shot while we were having coffee? Oh, and we were also hit by a rocket just now. That's crazy. Is this Los Angeles?"

Quentin patted his chest with lingering fear, shifting his position to move further away from him. "Sitting next to you is too dangerous. One wrong move and I could die, Link. I told you not to get involved in a film company, but you wouldn't listen."

Quentin kept rambling on and on, repeating the same things over and over. Link kept yawning as he listened, and he told the driver, Don, to speed up.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of Quentin's apartment. However, Quentin was too afraid to get out of the car alone and did not want Link to accompany him, in order to prevent being attacked by the assassin again. Link had no choice but to arrange for Hong Youfu to take Quentin back to his apartment.

Jingle Bell!Jingle Bell!
The phone rang, and Link flipped open the cover to answer it.

Wallace told him over the phone that the fishing operation was a great success, with Blackwater Defense and the Los Angeles Police Department working together to kill 18 criminals and arrest 34, including 15 elites in the assassin industry.

This operation resulted in the deaths of more than ten people, dealing a heavy blow to the branches of many assassin organizations in the United States.

Link had heard that these assassins were all elites, and he was somewhat skeptical.

In the past, when watching movies, those skilled assassins could often single-handedly cut down an entire street, even picking up girls while killing. But today, this group of elite assassins performed terribly. Dozens of them working together couldn't break through his defenses. Can this kind of strength be considered elite? If he were an assassin, he could probably become the king of assassins.

Link told Wallace to continue the interrogation and try to find information about the employer from the assassin or the assassin organization. He said that finding the employer and eliminating all threats was more important than killing the assassin.

Wallace indicated that he understood and that they would use special methods to interrogate the assassins.

After hanging up the phone, Link drove back to the villa on the hillside and instructed Bob and He Tiejun to send more people to patrol around the estate.

Although the operation killed dozens of assassins and accomplices, they were not safe; there were definitely some who had escaped and were lurking around.

If we let our guard down, the assassins will take advantage of our vulnerability.

"This guy is really cautious!"

In the distance, inside a car, the scarred assassin lowered his binoculars and sighed helplessly.

After this incident, he thought Link would lower his guard and start celebrating his victory without restraint, but Link did not. He continued to strengthen his guard and did not give the assassin a chance to make a move.

The scarred killer took out his phone and contacted his agent, telling him about what had happened in Los Angeles that day.

His agent told him to withdraw from Los Angeles first; Link was a ruthless man, and he shouldn't provoke him for the time being. The scarred assassin hung up the phone, started his car, and drove away.
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Shortly after the shooting on Hollywood Boulevard, the news quickly went viral across major media outlets.

Various media outlets quickly dispatched personnel to the scene to film, interview onlookers and passersby, as well as the Los Angeles Police Department, to inquire about the course of events and their outcome.

Less than an hour after the incident, major American television news channels began broadcasting this fresh and exciting news.

ABC News reported that Hollywood mogul and the world's fourth richest man, Link, was shot again on Hollywood Boulevard in Los Angeles. The shooting was reportedly large-scale, with hundreds of people involved in the operation against Link.

The weapons used include rocket launchers, sniper rifles, and semi-automatic rifles.

Following the attack, Link's bodyguard team immediately sprang into action and, with the assistance of the Los Angeles Police Department, repelled all the terrorists within ten minutes.

Police later found the bodies of six terrorists at the scene, arrested more than 50 people, and only two bystanders sustained minor injuries.

FOX News reported a slightly different story, claiming that Link accepted Quentin Tarantino's invitation to a meeting at the Italian Cafe to discuss the script, and that the assassin, after receiving the information, quickly arrived at the scene to assassinate Link.

Link and Quentin Tarantino escaped unharmed under the protection of bodyguards and police. Afterwards, police found the bodies of eight attackers at the scene and arrested fifty-two people. The Los Angeles Police Department is investigating the identities of these individuals.

Turner News stated that "this assassination and the previous red carpet assassination are extensions of competition within the film industry," and that "competition in the Hollywood film industry has reached a fever pitch." They advocate for healthy and orderly competition among film companies and oppose violence and extreme measures.

Other television and radio stations also broadcast the news, interpreting the violent attack from various perspectives.

After the news was broadcast, Link's phone became a hotline again, with friends, family, and business partners calling to inquire about his safety and whether he was injured.

After returning a few phone calls, Link replied to everyone via text message, telling them that he was alright and that the incident had passed without serious harm.

"It's too dangerous outside. Honey, you shouldn't go out for a while."

After watching the news, Michelle Pfeiffer hugged his arm, looking frightened and uneasy.

“Link, stay home with us during this time. If you want to go out, wait until the police catch the real culprit.”

Liu Xiaoli, Monica, Sandra Bullock, and others also tried to persuade him.

"Link, if you want to pick up girls, just bring them back. You don't need to go out and pick them up yourself. Or we can go out and pick them up for you."

Sofia joked.

"Don't talk nonsense, and don't be nervous."

Link explained to them that the violent attack was not a sudden incident, but a planned special operation.

According to information obtained by Blackwater, his employer raised his offer to $100 million after the red carpet shooting in August.

Many hitmen from all over the world flocked to Los Angeles in search of this money, and repeatedly tried to kill him.

After returning from Asia, Link could clearly sense an increase in the number of hostile eyes around him.

To get rid of these rats lurking in the shadows, he invested $100 million, joining forces with the Los Angeles Police Department and Blackwater Defense, using himself as bait in an attempt to take down the violent elements lurking in the area.

The operation proved to be a great success, with many assassin organizations suffering heavy losses in the process.

After these violent elements are taken down, other people who want to harm him will be frightened. Some will give up because of this incident, and even if they don't want to give up, they will be more cautious next time they try to kill him.

Once these assassins are captured, they can make deals with the assassins or organizations in exchange for intelligence from their employers.

If the deal goes through, the next step is to find an employer and resolve all potential problems at once.

He can focus on making movies without anyone constantly aiming a sniper rifle at him.

“But that’s too risky. Next time you want to carry out the plan, find a substitute. You don’t have to go yourself.”

Liu Xiaoli, Monica, and the others leaned against him, feeling the solid and reliable sense of security emanating from him.

"Okay, I understand. Doing this once is enough."

Link hugged and kissed his girlfriends.

Before it got dark, the lights in the master bedroom of Villa No. 1 were turned on, and the sounds of playful banter drifted on the wind. The grass, green plants, and starlight outside the window seemed to be excited all night by the melodious singing.

(End of this chapter)