America achieves both fame and fortune

Chapter 684 Beloved Family and Friends

In the storage room under the cover of night, Nicholson lifted a waterproof tarpaulin, revealing several huge packing boxes underneath.

Martin kicked the box and found it unusually heavy. He asked, "What's inside? It's not some beautiful girl you kidnapped, is it? Tell me honestly, are you involved in these recent disappearances of Mexican girls?"

Leonardo scoffed, "Need I say more? Jack has a criminal record. He seduced Jennifer Lawrence when we were filming 'The Departed,' and how old was Jennifer then?"

"Shut up, you two bastards!" Nicholson, acting like the real boss, pointed at the boxes and gave the order: "Get these boxes out of here right now. You wouldn't expect a seventy-year-old like me to do this, would you?"

"If you kill someone to cover your tracks, we brothers will help you." Martin picked up a large box and walked outside.

Leonardo picked up another one and followed.

Nicholson said, "Put it on the lawn in the backyard, and come back right away."

Martin and Leonardo returned and carried two more boxes out.

Nicholson grabbed two shovels, went to the backyard lawn, tossed one to Martin and one to Leonardo, and said, "Dig a hole, hurry up."

Leonardo was surprised, sniffed hard, and even moved closer to the box to smell it.

Nicholson slapped him: "Are you a dog?"

Martin swung his shovel and dug into the ground, saying, "Leo is smelling for the stench of a corpse."

Leonardo gave Martin a thumbs up and said, "You know it like the hell."

He noticed that Martin's digging technique was exceptionally skilled; with just a few shovelfuls, he had dug a large hole in the lawn. He couldn't help but ask, "How do you know how to dig holes?"

Martin chuckled, his smile chilling: "Of course, it's because I've dug holes and buried dead people."

Leonardo shuddered: "Don't fucking scare me!"

Nicholson patted the box and said, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and dig the hole, make it a little deeper."

Martin dug a few more times with his shovel, digging to a depth of about thirty centimeters.

"That's enough," Nicholson said. "Leo, hurry up! You're terrible. No wonder you can only run 100 meters in 20 seconds!"

Leonardo retorted, "24 seconds! It's 24 seconds, okay! Did you sneak a bite during those four seconds?"

Martin glanced at the depth of the pit and said, "Isn't it too shallow? It's still very hot now. If you bury it there, it will start to rot very quickly, and your whole house will smell terrible."

Nicholson, too lazy to waste any more words with these two idiots, opened a box to reveal a round, dark multi-barreled launcher.

Leonardo immediately threw down his shovel: "Are we going to bomb the White House?"

"This is the experimental product I prepared as a wedding gift!" Nicholson patted the multi-barrel launcher. "Let's see how it goes today."

Martin asked, "Custom-made?"

Nicholson said, "I've been working myself to the bone for Depp and Amber's wedding."

Leonardo laughed and said, "They'll definitely thank you properly."

Martin took out the multi-barrel launcher and found that it was a bit crudely made. For safety reasons, the lower part had to be buried in the ground.

Nicholson cautioned, "Be careful, don't blow up my house."

Martin buried several launchers: "This thing won't work; it'll be ruined after two launches."

Nicholson said, "The metal one is being made, it's not finished yet, but it'll be ready in time for Depp and Amber's wedding."

Leonardo checked the instructions and began loading the ammunition into the launcher.

Nicholson warned again, "You idiot, don't do it backwards, or you'll blow the three of us to bits."

Martin came over to help, asking, "What kind of fireworks? Don't set them off early. If we lose the surprise, how are we supposed to congratulate Depp? Wouldn't that be worthy of his meticulously planned wedding?"

"Don't worry, there's a surprise in store." Nicholson checked the ammunition carefully again after loading it.

This is his home, and he doesn't want fireworks to fly everywhere and turn his house into a garbage dump.

Martin and Leonardo, distrustful of Nicholson, deliberately kept their distance.

Nicholson pulled the wire to a switch and, like a demolition expert, caught up with the two men while dragging the wire along.

Then, he pressed the red button.

bang bang bang-

The multi-barrel launcher emitted smoke, and streaks of sparks with fiery tails shot into the sky and exploded with a bang.

The bursting fireworks, like a dazzling scroll, unfolded in the sky, intertwining to form three shimmering giant heads.

The tallest one in the center, vaguely discernible, is wearing glasses and has his hair slicked back; it is clearly Nicholson.

The two main bodyguards on the left and right are Leonardo DiCaprio and Martin Scorsese.

After their three images paused briefly in the sky, another multi-barrel launcher emitted a series of loud bangs, sending streaks of flame and sparks shooting into the sky once more.

The sparks exploded again, forming a line of text.

"The three bastards are forever gods!"

At this moment, Martin and Leonardo finally stopped their sarcastic remarks about Nicholson.

After the fireworks faded, Nicholson asked, "How was it?"

Martin gave him a thumbs up: "No wonder you're our boss."

Just as Leonardo was about to speak, amplified sound came from the adjacent wall.

"Jack Nicholson, Leonardo DiCaprio, and Martin Davis, you three bastards dare to fire fireworks at my house? I'll throw dog shit at you!"

Warren Beatty's voice was tinged with hysteria: "I'll come over there and kill you all myself!"

Leonard patted Nicholson on the shoulder: "Look what you've done to Warren Beatty."

Martin said, "He's going crazy."

Nicholson yelled at Warren Beatty, "You're getting a free fireworks show? Any objections?"

Warren Beatty shouted, "Malone's been waiting for you and Butter!"

The other party had a loudspeaker, but Nicholson didn't. Too lazy to argue any further, he called Martin and Leonardo and went back to the villa.

Upon entering the study, Lorraine had already hung up a map.

She said, "Are you going to mess with someone again?"

"Playing pranks is fun," Leonardo said. "What, are we going to have the three of us prank each other?"

Martin looked at it and saw that it was a map of the sea.

"After finding out the exact time and place of Depp's wedding, I quickly devised a battle plan!" Nicholson stepped in front of the map, like a commander-in-chief, and slapped the location of a small island on the map.

He patted the table a few times: "To avoid media interference, Depp held the wedding on this small island west of Santa Monica, and only invited less than 100 relatives and friends from both sides to attend the wedding."

Leonardo asked, "Didn't they send us an invitation? Amber Heard didn't invite us to her bachelorette party?"

Nicholson scoffed, "You have some serious taste! Aren't you afraid that when she's doing things, she'll suddenly..."

Martin chimed in, "Leo isn't afraid, because he only needs about twenty seconds."

Leonardo pointed at the two bastards: "I'm going to stuff you both into a fireworks launcher!"

Seeing that they wouldn't reach a conclusion by tomorrow morning, Lorraine slammed her hand on the table and said, "Hey! Hey! We're discussing a very serious battle plan. Can't you guys be serious for once?"

The three bastards all shut their mouths.

Nicholson continued to act as the campaign's commander: "Although Johnny Depp and Amber Heard didn't invite us, as their dearest friends and family, we had to send Depp a special gift that he would remember for a lifetime."

Martin rolled up his sleeves: "You're the boss, give the orders."

Nicholson pointed to the map: "The wedding is on a small island, and we can't just go there. Also, the wedding is on Depp's favorite night, so it's inconvenient to use a small plane. Therefore, we'll choose a yacht as our mode of transportation."

He looked at Leonardo: "You've been entrenched in Los Angeles for years. Find someone who can't trace you, rent a yacht that's fast enough, not too big, twenty meters is enough."

Leonardo nodded: "Leave it to me."

Nicholson then said to Martin, "The multi-unit fireworks launcher is your responsibility."

Martin said, "No problem!" He sighed, "I thought Depp would choose a ranch for the wedding, so we could get a big pickup truck, install a multi-barrel launcher in the back, and just blast him to pieces while the wedding is in progress!"

Nicholson said, "You can have a blast on the ship too!"

Leonardo added, "We also need to prepare a few single-barreled ones. It's been a long time since we launched one; let's make it as fun as we can this time."

"Don't worry, everything is ready." Nicholson then looked at Lorraine: "You bring your photography equipment and are responsible for filming and selling the news videos and photos to cover the expenses of this campaign."

Lorraine went from being a celebrity offspring and a rich kid to a paparazzi photographer, but instead of feeling that her status had dropped, she was in high spirits: "I upgraded my equipment, so there will definitely be no problem shooting distant scenes at night."

Nicholson clapped his hands, and after everyone looked at him, he said, "Now I'll go over the rules. This is a covert operation. No one is allowed to leak it. On the day of the operation, everyone must wear makeup and not reveal their identities. Understand?"

Three lazy voices replied in a jumbled mess: "Understood."

Commander Nicholson shook his head, finding the soldiers' quality lacking and the operation risking failure. He specifically emphasized, "I've seen too many drug addicts like Depp. People like him want to maintain a respectable image at their wedding, so they'll indulge themselves beforehand. Once they're provoked, their emotions will surge."

With Johnny Depp and Amber Heard's wedding just around the corner, as their dearest friends and family, you'll need to be well-prepared to give them a truly unforgettable gift.

Over the next two days, Leonardo had a yacht rented and Nicholson's custom-made fireworks arrived.

Martin and Bruce, who had been made up, installed the multi-launcher on the yacht's deck, while the individual launch tubes were placed inside the cabin.

Lorraine spent two consecutive nights at Griffith Observatory practicing shooting nighttime views of Los Angeles in order to capture clearer news videos and photos.

Nicholson, as the overall commander, naturally acted as the liaison.

On the day of Depp's wedding, just as darkness fell, several cars of a Korean brand arrived at the Santa Monica Yacht Club. People dressed in black boarded a small yacht near the coast and sailed into the night towards a small island not far from the shoreline.

Nicholson has extensive experience driving yachts and personally takes the helm.

Even from a great distance, Martin could see the dazzling lights above the island through his binoculars.

(End of this chapter)