Hollywood Hunter

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Airship Bar near Santa Monica Beach.

After leaving the WMA headquarters, Matthew Broderick arrived here with a group of best friends.

At this moment, sitting in the booth on the second floor of the bar overlooking the dance floor downstairs, remembering the events of the past few days, Matthew Broderick was getting more and more agitated, and he suddenly raised his head and filled a bottle of dark beer. down.

He didn't care too much about losing his role in The Butterfly Effect.

It's nothing more than a slightly better script, and the most important thing in Hollywood is the script. If he couldn't kick the kid out of the crew, he would also quit. He's already a big star himself, and of course he doesn't need to work with people he hates. Spielberg doesn't do it often.

However, Matthew Broderick never expected that he would be the one who was kicked out in the end.

If only so, it may only be depressed for a while.

The development of things was beyond his expectations again.

Because of this unfortunate incident inexplicably, he not only became the one who was kicked out, but also had to sign a movie contract with Fox at a low price.

$3 million.

After "War Game" three years ago, his salary has reached so much.

Now, "The Genius of Skipping Class" is so successful at the box office that it even made it into the top ten of this year's box office charts, but he still had to sign a contract that paid only $3 million.

Damn wma.

In the afternoon of Norman Broca's office, Matthew Broderick almost turned his face on the spot and fired the other party directly.

However, he still did not dare to do so.

The contract with wma is only the least important. In the past six months, so many people have switched jobs to caa, and most of them have not yet reached the full contract period. The point was, he knew that if he angered Norman Broca, he would probably destroy himself.

In this world, the person who knows the privacy of a star best is often his agent.

Fack!

Cursing in a low voice, Matthew Broderick fought hard not to smash the beer bottle in his hand into the crowd downstairs, the anger suppressed in his chest that had nowhere to vent made him almost want to go crazy.

Withdrawing his gaze towards the dance floor downstairs, Matthew Broderick wanted to get another bottle of wine, but inadvertently noticed the blonde girl whispering in the arms of his best friend Alan Settler across from the ring deck, Suddenly remembered the guy who passed by at the WMA headquarters in the afternoon.

It's all because of that damn Butterfly Effect.

All because of that kid.

Reaching out and pushing away a girl who was attached to him, Matthew Broderick raised his hand towards Christie Swanson, who was on the opposite side, but then simply got up and walked towards the opposite side.

On the other side of the booth, seeing Matthew Broderick approaching, everyone else squeezed to the side.

Sitting down between Alan Settler and another buddy Mark Stein, Matthew Broderick asked Christy Swanson unabashedly: "Christy, you don't know that Simon Weiss. Tello?"

Hearing Matthew's question, Mark Stein on his left suddenly came over.

The experience on the dance floor in the bar a few days ago made Mark Stein unforgettable. Due to the appearance of struggling in the hands of Simon Westero, some people even started calling him 'monkey' recently. This unconsciously spread. The nickname has made Mark Stein a laughing stock in the eyes of many.

As Matthew Broderick's best friend, Mark Stein is still very aware of the ins and outs of a series of events in wma recently.

At this time, when he heard Matthew Broderick take the initiative to mention Simon Westeros, he was acutely aware that his revenge might be coming.

Different from ordinary people outside the circle, during this time, many eyes in Hollywood began to pay attention to a teenager named Simon Westero without knowing it.

Christie Swanson also realizes that Simon is no longer the nobody he was a few weeks ago. However, she didn't feel that the other party could be compared with a popular Hollywood kid like Matthew.

Hearing Matthew Broderick asking about Simon, Christy Swanson didn't even want to mention this person, shook his head and said, "Matthew, I just met by chance that day. I only know that he is probably in the 25th Midtown. I work at a convenience store on the street."

Matthew Broderick was suddenly disappointed.

If Christy Swanson knew about Simon's place, he would have wanted to bring a bunch of buddies there right away, clean up the guy severely, and vent the depression and irritability in his chest.

Now, that guy is making $200,000 from one script, obviously it's impossible to work in a convenience store anymore.

Mark Stein noticed Matthew Broderick's lost expression, and immediately said: "Matthew, maybe we can go to that convenience store and see, even if he doesn't work there, the rest of the convenience store should know about him. the whereabouts."

Matthew Broderick, however, began to hesitate again. He was a troublemaker.

Seeing this, Mark Stein continued to slap him: "Matthew, these recent messes were all created by a script by Simon Westero. Don't you want to clean up that guy?"

Mark Stein said at the end, his voice was obviously a bit gritted, and his voice couldn't help but be a bit louder.

Ai hugging his girlfriend

Len Settler heard Mark Stein's words and laughed loudly: "Monkey, are you trying to clean up that Simon Westeros?"

The young people around laughed out loud.

Mark Stein blushed and straightened, pointed at Alan Settler and said, "You dare to call me a monkey again."

Alan Settler was not at all frightened, raised his eyebrows in protest, and raised his voice: "Monkey!"

When Matthew Broderick saw Mark Stein jumping up, he was about to pounce on Alan Settler, grabbed him, and said, "Stop making trouble."

Having said that, Matthew Broderick then got up and said, "Let's be here today, the women will stay, and the men will follow me."

Hearing the conversation just now, several young people already understood Matthew Broderick's intention. Mark Stein jumped up again first, and the other young people also got up jokingly, following Matthew Broderick's intentions. Broderick went out.

Christy Swanson, who was left in the booth by her boyfriend, watched a group of boys leave, shrugging indifferently.

Just a fight.

Or rather, someone is going to get a beating.

But it's no big deal either.

It's already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Matthew Broderick and his party of six set off from the Airship Bar in two cars and quickly found the convenience store on 25th Street in Midtown.

Originally, I was thinking about how to find out Simon Westero's address from the clerk. As soon as a young man who was sent to inquire about the news got out of the car, he easily recognized the figure standing behind the cash register behind the glass door of the convenience store. .

Confirming the target, Mark Stein in the car behind immediately ran to the BMW in front, knocked on the window, waited for the window to roll down, and said to Matthew Broderick in the co-pilot: " Matthew, shall we just go in and drag that guy out?"

Before Matthew Broderick could answer, Alan Sellers, who was in charge of the car, scolded: "You fool, you'll be considered robbery, of course, until the guy gets off work. Also, Mark, you What the hell are you doing with a baseball bat, it's going to kill you."

Mark Stein thought that he would get his revenge soon, and that he no longer knew Alan Sellers in the same way, he waved his baseball bat and said: "I know how to fight, you don't need to fucking teach me. ."

There is no shortage of similar part-time experiences among young people, and they know that 7-11 convenience stores will change shifts at 11 am.

After spending the next hour or so indiscriminately, Matthew Broderick and others drove back to the vicinity of the convenience store, and soon saw Simon Westero riding a bicycle from the alley behind the convenience store. come out.

The two cars started immediately and followed quietly.

Walking a distance south along 25th Street, Simon Westeros turned directly onto Santa Monica Avenue, which was still lively in the early hours of the morning. It was obviously not a place to start.

It continued to follow for a while, until Simon Westeros turned into a narrow street with only a few sparse street lights between the residential areas, and the two cars worked together in tacit understanding.

"I won't go," Matthew Broderick thought for a while, looking at the approaching figure in front of him, but cautiously said to a few buddies in the car who were eager to try: "You beat him hard. , I'll invite everyone to Las Vegas next week."

Hearing Matthew Broderick's promise, several young people in the carriage showed excited expressions on their faces.

Immediately, Alan Sellert stepped on the brakes, the door opened, and the three youths rushed over like Simon Westeros riding in front of him.

A figure behind the three seemed to be even more impatient, waving a baseball bat over the three, chasing behind Simon Westeros, mercilessly waving the baseball bat, and smashing Simon Westeros hard on the back of the backpack.

Matthew Broderick, who stayed in the car, saw Simon Westero on the bicycle in front of him being thrown down on the road by Mark Stein, and several other youths immediately cooperated and dragged the young man on the ground. The man walked into the alley next to him, a trace of worry flashed in his heart, then turned into excitement, and even regretted that he didn't go up together just now.

In the darker alley, the muffled sound of fists and sticks hitting the flesh continued.

The baseball bat that had just arrived almost made Simon faint.

The only remaining instinctive consciousness made Simon curl up and protect the vital parts of his head with his hands.

What's going on here?

A doubt arose in his mind.

In his fists and feet mercilessly, a thick wooden stick was mixed into it.

This is a baseball bat.

Simon discerned vaguely.

But.

It will be fatal.

Is there really such a big hatred?

The pool of water under his body seeped into his clothes, and a cold feeling hit, gradually cooling Simon's consciousness.

In the dim light, Mark Stein's expression was a little grim. All the humiliation he suffered these days was recovered. Seeing that the young man lying in the sewage had no resistance at all, Mark Stein even gave birth to a few points. The master feels lonely.

Boy, if you have the ability, get up again!

With this shouting in his heart, Mark Stein swung the baseball bat at Simon again, this time aiming at the shoulder, and the dull blow was particularly evident in the sound of fists and feet.

Only, this time, when Mark Stein habitually wanted to lift the baseball bat again, he found that his hand suddenly

empty.

Immediately afterwards, a clear air-breaking sound abruptly sounded in the scattered kicks.

hum-

click!

There was a clear sound of bone shattering.

A young man who besieged Simon immediately fell to the ground, hugging one of his legs and screaming, and there was even a cry in his voice.

"Ah, my leg, aha, leg, my leg is broken."

The sudden change stunned the other four.

Mark Stein was the first to react, jumped directly on Simon on the ground, and said loudly: "He stole my baseball bat."

The broken leg of one of the companions obviously did not frighten the other four, but stimulated the ferocity of these young people.

So, at the reminder of Mark Stein, the other three people also rushed up.

"Hold him down, hold him down!"

"Grab the baseball bat first."

hum-

click!

Another young man fell immediately.

"Fuck you all to hold it down, legs, hurry up and call for an ambulance, I want an ambulance."

"Shut up and stop howling."

"kill him."

In the narrow alley, the remaining three youths were still besieging the young man who was trying to stand up from the ground, one was pressing his body, the other was punching and kicking, and the last one was trying to get back the baseball bat in his hand.

Once again, trying to get up to no avail, Simon decisively gave up the baseball bat in his hand that he couldn't use, squinted at Mark Stein, who was pressing on him, and suddenly charged, a fierce elbow hit the opponent's side face.

Mark Stein felt as if a hammer had hit him in the face, his head twitched sharply, and he spat out a few bloody teeth. ,

Seeing that Mark Stein also fell to the ground and howled miserably, the remaining two young people finally had a trace of fear.

Simon did not give them any hesitation events, and without the constraints of Mark Stein, he easily regained the baseball bat again.

hum-

click!

"don't want."

hum-

click!

"Ahhh, my leg, murder, you're murder, I'm going to sue you for murder."

Finally stood up.

Simon raised his head and felt that the light in front of him was a little red. Hearing the words of the young man under his feet, a thought flashed in his mind: Murder, this crime is very good.

but.

one two three four.

Oh.

There seems to be one missing.

This is not good.

There were footsteps behind him, and Simon turned around and chased after him.

The first scream came from the alley, and Matthew Broderick felt something was wrong. He could tell that the scream should belong to his best friend.

immediately.

Second sound.

third tone.

Fourth tone.

Matthew Broderick still felt cold hands and feet, and some of the original alcohol had completely disappeared.

It's just that the clearer the mind, the deeper the fear

The movement became louder and louder, the lights of some residents' houses around it also turned on, and there were dogs barking.

Matthew Broderick touched the door and wanted to get out of the car to check it out.

Couldn't muster up the courage.

Maybe it's just an illusion.

His eyes were fixed on the entrance of the alley not far away, expecting his best friends to come out of it hilariously as usual.

Then.

Sure enough, someone came out.

However, Matthew Broderick saw a horrific scene that he could not forget for many years to come.

The figure of Mark Stein with blood on half of his face just appeared at the entrance of the alley, as if he was hit by a truck, and slammed down to the ground not far away.

Afterwards, the 'creature' who was covered in stains and could no longer tell whether it was a human or a ghost came out with a baseball bat, silently picked up one of Mark Stein's legs, and dragged him to death again like a dog. Mark Stein was dragged into the dark shadows.

After a while, a similar scream came out again.

grim Reaper.

Such a word flashed through Matthew Broderick's mind.

Before he knew it, his hands and feet had begun to tremble.

The brain stopped for a moment, and Matthew Broderick suddenly remembered his current situation. Worried that the other party would find him, he moved to the driver's seat tremblingly, started the car, and fled here recklessly, which made him terrified a few times. where the point is.

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