American fame and fortune

Three bastards in the black stretch Lincoln headed south up Coty Road, up the hill.

The eldest asked: "Leo, what gift have you prepared?"

Leonardo pointed to Martin and said, "I gave him to the protagonist of today's party, it is definitely the best gift."

Nicholson retorted: "This is my gift, you go find something else."

Martin interrupted: "You two bastards, you want to give me away, have you ever asked my opinion?"

"Because you are the most hypocritical person." Leonardo sneered: "You said no, but your heart was already full of joy."

Nicholson agreed: "Leo, we finally have an agreement."

Martin replied coldly: "How could a principled person like me do such bastard things like you."

The bastard knows the bastard best. Once after drinking too much, Leonardo also heard what Martin said, and he still had the impression: "You do have principles, don't take the initiative, don't refuse, and don't take responsibility!"

Martin's mouth was as hard as the extra bone: "This is also the principle and the bottom line, so I am a good person, and you two are unprincipled bastards."

The car went up the south hillside, and from a long distance away, I saw colorful lights lit up at the door of Olsen's house.

The driver showed the invitation letter, and the Lincoln entered the mansion smoothly.

The three of Martin got out of the car and entered the villa, and saw the Olsen sisters accompanying Elizabeth Olsen, welcoming guests in the foyer.

Seeing Martin, Elizabeth was elated and walked over unconsciously.

Martin took the initiative to send a gift: "Happy birthday."

Elizabeth quickly took it, wanted to open it but held back, and said, "Thank you."

Martin introduced the next two bastards: "Jack and Leo, you should know each other."

Leonardo and Nicholson successively delivered their respective gifts and said, "Happy birthday."

Elizabeth accepted the gift with a look of excitement: "I'm so happy that you can come."

Nicholson said: "I heard that you and Martin went through the Burbank incident together and helped some people. Must come."

The Olsen sisters also came to express their thanks.

The other guests, mainly Elizabeth's classmates, were so excited when they saw the bastard trio appearing in the hall at the same time, they clattered and surrounded them.

Surrounding Elizabeth, there were voices of envy.

"Elizabeth, Leonardo and Martin Davis actually came to celebrate your birthday!"

"That's Nicholson, Oscar winner, God!"

"Your birthday party will become a school legend."

Girls around the age of 18 are the craziest age for star chasing, looking at Martin and Leonardo one by one, their eyes are full of stars.

Elizabeth's vanity was not much in this respect, but she was satisfied to the greatest extent.

Which girl doesn't want to be the man of the school.

The three of Martin met the needs of these children to take a group photo, and then went to the area where the adults were with the Olsen sisters.

Most of them are friends of the Olsen sisters here. When the bastard trio is serious, they can definitely play themselves as the most qualified and polite gentlemen.

Just like a gentleman in the British Empire, one thing on the outside, another on the inside.

The party was nothing special, blessings, cakes, wishes and then a wild party.

Although some girls who had fun in the middle came over to seduce Martin and the three of them, the three of them were not idiots, and they automatically kept their distance from those who didn't know the details.

There aren't too many examples of people relying on big money to settle in Los Angeles.

After distributing the cake, Elizabeth quietly found Martin and talked in the corner.

"Do you have anything else going on tonight?" she asked.

Martin told the truth: "No, go home after your party."

Elizabeth looked at Martin, flashing scenes from Burbank High School before her eyes.

From then on, Martin was her only hero.

Elizabeth said: "You go home and wait for my call, okay?"

Martin has always been a man of principle: "You can call me anytime."

Elizabeth smiled very sweetly: "I always remember your number."

On the other side, Leonardo finished chatting with others, found Nicholson, and quietly pointed to Martin and Elizabeth Olsen: "Something is not right."

"There is an adulterous affair." Nicholson, who is well-informed, pondered and said, "A young girl was saved by a handsome Hollywood guy. The girl secretly promises her life. How should she repay her life-saving grace?"

Leonardo mocked: "If you don't become a screenwriter for vulgar romance films, it's a waste of talent."

Nicholson is quite confident: "I've been up and down for sixty years, and I haven't seen any shabby love stories? For a rotten guy like Martin, once I stand in front of a woman, I know what he's thinking."

Leonardo said: "Looking at him quietly, waiting for the opportunity, I think something must happen tonight."

Nicholson reminded: "Stupid, don't use your stupid triple tricks, show your acting skills, don't tell me you haven't improved at all for so long."

Leonardo couldn't guarantee it, and the triple move almost became instinctive, so he simply said: "I will try to talk as little as possible for a while, pretending to be tired."

The two have been quietly observing Martin.

The Olsen sisters listened to Elizabeth's advice, and the party ended before it was too late.

When Martin said goodbye and left, he was still very surprised that Nicholson and Leonardo, these two bad guys, didn't have any trouble.

After getting into the Lincoln, Martin asked, "You two, do you have any other plans?"

Leonardo closed his eyes, leaned on the car seat, and didn't bother to talk to Martin.

Nicholson said: "Shouldn't you just put up a show for your friend's birthday party?"

Martin glanced at Leonardo, who was swaying and ignoring him, and looked at Nicholson carefully, but found nothing unusual.

Nicholson pulled down the baffle and said to the driver, "Take Martin home first, and then go to Brentwood to take Leo."

The driver drove down Coty Road.

Soon after arriving in front of Martin's house, Nicholson patted Martin: "Get out of the car, I'll be fine tomorrow night, let's go wash your face together."

"Okay, I'll call you then." Martin got out of the car and entered the house alone.

He was worried about those two bastards, so he deliberately waited behind the door for a while, only to find that the Lincoln drove away and quickly disappeared.

Lincoln drove out of the Coty community, and someone had already driven an ordinary Volvo waiting on the side of the road.

When getting out of the car, Leonardo said: "How about it, I did a good job this time, right?"

Nicholson said to the ignorant fool: "You're good at sleeping scenes!"

The two got into the car and quickly returned to the Coty community, deliberately parked at a distance to observe the situation in front of Martin's door.

After waiting for a short time, a Porsche drove down from the south hillside, stopped in front of the Martin car, and honked the horn. The driver's window opened, revealing his long hair. He seemed to be saying hello to the surveillance camera at the door. .

"Sure enough, there is adultery!" Leonardo has good eyesight, and he can see clearly through the bright light at the door. The driver is Elizabeth Olsen: "Martin, this bastard, actually steals behind our backs!"

Nicholson said: "The car is in." He patted Leonardo: "Get out of the car and get ready to start."

The two got out of the car, opened the trunk, each carried an RPG firework on their backs, and carried an RPG firework, like a ghost in the dark night, they arrived at the location they had long expected.

Nicholson picked up the RPG and said, "The yard of Martin's house is big enough. If you launch it from here, even a fool can make fireworks fall into Martin's house."

Leonardo suggested: "Would you like to wait for a while, wait until they reach a critical moment, let Martin stop doing it from now on, and see if he dares to say 11 seconds!"

"No, police cars patrol very frequently in this community." Nicholson, a rotten man with money and leisure, did research specifically to engage Martin: "In fifteen minutes at most, a patrol car will come over."

He smiled grimly: "Leo, righteous people like us, good citizens of Los Angeles, how can we let a bastard like Martin occupy a beautiful girl?"

Leonardo took out the lighter, lit the RPG fireworks Nicholson carried on his shoulder, and lit his own.

After a burst of white smoke and sparks, with a muffled bang, two beams of light cut through the night sky and fell into the yard of Martin's house one after another, exploding with bang bang.

Leonardo became excited at once, hoarse his throat, and roared in a low voice: "Fire! Fire Martin!"

Nicholson, finally able to get his revenge, fantasizes about Martin pissing his ass out of fear.

One after another, the flash mines were fired, causing chaos in Martin's yard.

In the foyer of the villa, Martin took Elizabeth and hid behind the stone wall.

Elizabeth was so frightened that her face turned pale. Thinking of the news published in the newspaper, she shouted, "Is it the Russians who retaliated?"

She didn't panic because Martin was by her side: "What should we do?"

Martin looked out the window.

The flash thunder fell into the courtyard, destroying countless flowers and plants, and a few exploded close to the water surface of the swimming pool. The water was like the excrement and urine blown up in the latrine when I was a child, falling everywhere.

In the past two days, he gave the bodyguards who were following in the dark a vacation, and those two bastards started making trouble.

No wonder it's so normal at a party, it turns out it's here!

The water splashes, the grass clippings fly, and the petals are colorful.

On this beautiful day, Martin received the heartfelt blessings from the boss and the second child.

He pressed the intercom on one side: "Old Bu, did you find the two bastards?"

By a specially remodeled window in the annexe, Bruce put down the AR rifle in his hand and said, "I see, what are you going to do with them?"

There was another bang, and the glass of the window shattered.

Martin opened the side drawer, took out a pistol, and said to Elizabeth: "You wait here, don't move around, I will solve the trouble."

Elizabeth thought of Martin going to rescue Lao Bu in the gymnasium, and she didn't hold back, she just said, "Be careful."

Martin walked out, worried about going off, so he unloaded the magazine halfway to make sure there were no bullets in the gun, and installed a tactical flashlight.

The outside was temporarily quiet, and after using the RPG fireworks, Martin knew very well that the two idiots had lit up one, and rushed out with Bruce immediately.

The iron door opened, and the tactical flashlight was lit.

Nicholson felt that the light was dazzling, and found that there was a red spot on Leonardo's face.

At this moment, he remembered that the guy he did tonight was a veritable ruthless man, responsible for the guts and force of the bastard trio.

It's too unfair that this stepping horse will be stung by his own people.

Nicholson immediately dropped the RPG fireworks and shouted, "Don't shoot, it's me!"

Leonardo also reacted, and quickly shouted: "Martin, it's me!"

Martin thought that his yard was bombed full of rubbish, so he had to show these two bastards a good look. He pretended not to hear their voices, and shouted: "Put down your weapon, put your head in your hands, lie on the ground, let me see Your hands! I will shoot!"

Without waiting for the two bastards to reply, he emphasized again: "I'm going to shoot!"

Leonardo threw away the things in his hand, plopped, and lay on the ground.

Nicholson hurried to follow.

Martin approached quickly, shouting as he walked, "Hold on! Put your head in your hands! Don't make me shoot! Do as I say, now let me see your asses! Quick, do as I say!"

He's going to kick those two bastards in the ass.