The surveillance footage clearly shows that three black men entered the house through the back door, shot Daisy and John, heard the movement from the front door, fled through the back door, got into a Toyota and left.

Toyota's license plate number is also clearly photographed.

The death of his pet dog angered Marcus, he took a large coat, put it on the outside of the tactical vest, and said to Kane and Martin: "Please wait for the LAPD, I will be back soon, they should It's not far."

Chad was the first to say, "Calm down, man!"

Martin grabbed Marcus's arm, and in a seemingly persuasive tone, said the truth: "Do things from the beginning to the end. You told me about your experience in Afghanistan. I have already contacted suitable authors to prepare subsequent memoirs and film adaptations. You plan to let me go to the prison to talk to you about the project every day?"

These words sounded very businessman at first, but they sounded warm to Marcus's ears. His voice was deep and powerful: "Martin, thank you for your concern, I will not be impulsive. But they killed my dog, I will never Let them go, catch them with your own hands!"

Chad was worried: "I'll go with you."

The two hurried out.

"For Daisy!" Before going out, Marcus looked back at the dead dogs and patted his chest: "For John!"

This scene made Martin seem to see the real version of John Wick.

For the crazy pursuit of dogs?

He couldn't help thinking about the movie he was going to discuss when Chad was more mature and capable.

Unexpectedly, a similar situation happened right in front of my eyes.

One person, one dog, one shot!

You want my dog's life, and I want your dog's life?

He even killed the whole family of the murderer, and killed his gang by the way.

For Martin, the John Wick series is not like those movies that he has watched for more than ten years, and some of them have forgotten their English names. Before the big balloon suffocated him, he had watched the fourth movie, and his memory is relatively clear.

Marcus goes after four bastards for his dog.

Martin believed that the value of the retired seal was not limited to his memoirs, so he shook his head at Lao Bu and followed.

Seeing that everyone was leaving, Kane quickly shouted, "You left me here?"

Martin took out his wallet, took out the card given by LAPD, and threw it to Kane: "The PD is here, show them this."

Kane knew this thing and replied, "Be careful."

Martin went out and got into the Escalade, and Bruce immediately accelerated to keep up with Marcus's pickup truck.

The two cars turned to the back door, which was a one-way street leading directly outside the community.

The pickup truck ahead was accelerating, and it was not difficult for Bruce to follow.

Martin checked the pistol, and seeing the rapidly receding scene outside the car window, he had the illusion of chasing the murderer.

Two vehicles drove out of the community quickly.

Originally, Martin had no hope of finding the murderer. A normal person would definitely leave as quickly as possible at such a time.

Perhaps the brain circuit of old blacks is different from that of normal people, or maybe they have no brains at all.

As soon as he left the community, Martin saw the Toyota driving southwards unhurriedly ahead.

The four of them saw the car and the license plate number on the surveillance, and it was impossible to admit their mistake.

Martin didn't want to see a gunfight in the street, and didn't want Marcus to go to jail. He immediately took out his mobile phone, dialed Chad, and said, "Tell Marcus, don't be impulsive, follow them, and find their lair!"

He grasped Marcus' psychology, and said specifically: "Blacks like to form groups, especially those who are smashed, and they like to form cliques the most. They must have accomplices. Let's follow up, find the lair, and catch them all. Only in this way can we completely serve Dai. Sy and John get revenge!"

Chad's amp was on, and Marcus heard it clearly, and said, "Brother, let's cross track."

Bruce replied: "No problem, you follow first, and I will notify you in advance when I go up."

Marcus and Bruce took turns following, and the black man in the car in front didn't even notice the tail behind him.

When they came to a warehouse near a small pier near the seaside of Santa Monica, Toyota parked on the side of the road, and four old blacks got into the warehouse.

Bruce stopped the car far away.

Martin immediately called McClain of the LAPD.

Seeing Chad and Marcus get out of the pickup truck, Martin and Bruce got out of the Escalade.

Marcus took out a military telescope and looked at the warehouse in the distance.

Seeing that he calmed down a bit, Bruce said, "Those are some brainless savages, there's no need to fight them head-on. Martin has already called the police, and the police will come soon. When they get in, there are other ways to deal with them... "

Marcus nodded: "I won't mess around." He glanced at Martin. The other party is so helpful, it is not easy to cause huge troubles: "First solve it through formal channels."

Martin patted him on the arm: "Wait a minute, LAPD will be here soon."

Bruce took Marcus's binoculars, looked carefully over there, saw more than the four black people, and said: "The chances of a black gang in Los Angeles not being involved in drugs are so small that they can be ignored."

Martin, not wishing to attract attention, returned to the car.

Chad whispered to Marcus: "You come back from Afghanistan soon, and you have to adapt to the domestic way of doing things. Los Angeles is not about fighting and killing."

Marcus saw the brigade of police cars approaching in the distance: "There is still a sense of the world."

Chad gave a thumbs up: "Understanding this, it will be much easier to be in Hollywood."

As the largest violent organization in Los Angeles arrived, seven or eight black people in the warehouse did not resist at all, and were all arrested.

Those black people are still a bit smart, and they may think that they haven't committed any serious crimes. If they don't resist, they will go in and stay for a few months, at most a year or two, and they will be happy when they come out.

If they resisted, their black skins would definitely have their magazines emptied.

Martin made a few more phone calls, and then said to Marcus: "A large number of prohibited drugs were found at the scene, and they won't be able to come out in a short time."

The LAPD guarantees impartiality.

Marcus said, "I see, thank you, Martin, for giving me the opportunity to..."

Martin raised his hand to interrupt him: "The rest has nothing to do with me."

Marcus understood that the other party was a public figure, so he nodded immediately, remembering this favor.

As for what to do next, what he did in Afghanistan was counter-terrorism.

Marcus also has many comrades in arms in Los Angeles.

The four left together in two cars and returned to Marcus' residence.

Today is not suitable to talk about other things. Martin, Chad and Bruce left quickly, and Kane stayed with Marcus to take care of the funeral of the two Labradors.

Because it involves animal cruelty, it needs to be frozen for the time being.

In this regard, Kane found a professional organization.

After the house was cleaned up, Kane saw that Marcus was not in a good mood, and said, "They don't want to see you continue to be depressed in heaven."

Marcus brought two bottles of beer and gave Kane a bottle: "I will cheer up tomorrow, and I have a new goal."

"It's a really good opportunity," Kane said.

Marcus opened the beer on the door frame and said, "Martin is a nice guy."

Kane still reminded: "He is really good. Among Hollywood stars, he is the type with clear grievances and grievances, but he can do this because your experience is valuable."

Marcus has experienced life and death, and he can see clearly: "Worthless people will be thrown into the garbage dump wherever they go, just like those weak people eliminated by the army."

"Keep your way," Kane said.

Marcus nodded seriously.

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On the other side, Martin, Bruce and Chad found a place to have lunch.

Bruce enjoyed the delicious Brazilian barbecue.

Chad dropped the knife and fork very slowly, obviously thinking about the problem.

Martin drank a glass of lemonade and said, "Marcus and Daisy and John remind me of an eye across the mountain."

Bruce ignored it and continued eating.

Chad looked up at Martin.

Martin continued: "If we hadn't happened to meet, Marcus would be considered a different kind of one man, one gun and one dog. With his rich combat experience, if he launched a sneak attack, it shouldn't be difficult to kill those smashed."

Bruce continued: "As for those people, Marcus can kill them if they come face to face."

"You are an expert in action scene design." Martin asked Chad directly: "Is it feasible to adapt this paragraph into an action movie?"

Chad was thinking about this just now, and when he heard Martin's words, his train of thought gradually became clear: "A retired military operation expert only had a dog as a companion when he got home. Some bastards broke into his house and killed his dog. He took Take up the gun that has been put down long ago, and avenge the dog?"

He then shook his head again: "This is a different kind of Lambo, it's not suitable."

Martin took a sip of lemonade: "It can be replaced by a killer. For example, someone like Wesley chose to quit the killer industry in order to marry the person he loves. As a result, his wife died of a terminal illness, leaving only his pet dog as his companion. , so the dog has a very special meaning to him, and the subsequent outburst will be convincing."

Chad pondered for a while and said: "It makes sense! The killer industry is very special, and it is very troublesome to enter and exit. His past is bound to be entangled endlessly, and even the killer forces will not let him go easily. Those who kill other dogs can Designed as a powerful killer organization..."

"Maybe it can be designed as an alliance of multiple killer organizations?" Martin roughly talked about concepts such as the Lower Continental Hotel and the High Table.

Chad simply took a napkin and carefully wrote down all the discussions he had with Martin.

Bruce interjected suddenly: "If you want to make an action movie, I think it's better to do it neatly. I have been surfing the Internet frequently recently, and found that netizens are very unhappy with those long-winded and sloppy action scenes, especially villains who die with too much talk. "

Martin said directly: "The response to "Wanted Warrant" is very good. Among them, the crisp, cool and cool action scenes are the most popular. Why don't we make an action movie that is even cooler than Wanted Warrant?"

He was talking about self-feeling: "There are not too many complicated emotional exchanges, and there is no need to discuss human nature and philosophical thinking with the killer. You are already a killer, so what are you thinking about? Are you crazy?"

Chad grasped Martin's intentions: "The hero's charm is brought to the extreme, simply killing him from the beginning to the end?"

"Think about it," said Martin.

Without waiting for Martin to say the following, Chad said: "I will refine an outline as a contract project with the studio."

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