After following Matthew for a long time, those reporters and paparazzi have long had a tacit understanding, and saw Matthew's Mercedes-Benz business car come to the small parking lot in front of the angel agency, and they also drove nearby, and some media reporters who are close to the angel agency, such as two paparazzi from TMZ and Disney's entertainment reporters, as well as the broadcast car of the ABC TV entertainment channel, all went directly into the edge of the small parking lot.

The vehicles all have their respective media markings on them, and the security personnel of the angel brokerage company will not chase them away.

The small parking lot belongs to the angel brokerage company, of course, not all reporters and paparazzi can have such a good treatment, most of the vehicles behind the Mercedes-Benz business car, come a little earlier, the cars have parked on the side of the road behind the Mercedes-Benz, the people in the car quickly got down, took out the cameras and video cameras in their hands, and pointed at the Mercedes-Benz car, just like in the past week or so, ready to start routine shooting.

Those who came a little late, looking at the full cars parked on the side of the road, had to continue walking, driving past the place where the angel agency was located, finding a place to park the car in front, and also getting out of the car to shoot.

Just as the cameras and camera lenses in the hands of most of the reporters and paparazzi were just pointed at the Mercedes-Benz commercial car, an old Dodge muscle car roared past like a beast, rushed into the small parking lot, and crashed into the Mercedes-Benz commercial car in which Matthew was riding.

"Oh God!"

A female reporter exclaimed unconsciously.

The paparazzi of the many reporters scattered on the left and right sides of the angel agency all widened their eyes in surprise, and everyone knew that someone must be injured if it crashed into the Dodge muscle car at the speed of the dodger muscle car.

Could that injured man be Matthew Horner?

Was this a deliberate murder? The reporters who flashed through the thought quickly turned into excitement, Matthew Horner didn't care what they were doing! They wanted news, sensational news that would sell a lot of money!

Isn't this happening news?

Out of professional instinct, the reporters and paparazzi were excited or surprised, and the cameras and camera lenses in their hands were all aimed at that side, accurately shooting the next picture.

Hearing the reminder of the bodyguard John and seeing the Dodge muscle car that crashed over, Matthew didn't think about it and rushed out of the car door as fast as he could.

Tumbling and just hitting the ground, before he could get up, he heard a violent crash behind him.

Bang –

First, there was a tingling crash.

Squeak –

Then came the tooth-aching sound of metal twisting.

Whoop -

Finally, there was the sound of glass shattering and falling to the ground.

Matthew turned his head to see that the Dodge muscle car and the Mercedes Benz business car were like intimate lovers, and they hit each other head-butt, and the front of both cars was violently deformed.

However, the Mercedes-Benz sedan looked miserable, and the part behind the front hood was not damaged much, not even the glass was broken.

The old Dodge muscle car had a lot of horsepower, and although it was an active impact, it looked miserable, most of the window glass was shattered, only the front windshield turned into a cobweb, and even the body seemed to be deformed.

After only one glance at the two cars, not even for a second, Matthew's gaze swept over the driver's seat of the two cars, the airbag of the Mercedes-Benz commercial car had been deployed, and several white "big balloons" surrounded his bodyguard and driver.

He could see that the driver was still moving.

This is not one of the cars that are actually sold with serious specifications, but a vehicle specially configured by Mercedes-Benz for his spokesperson, with outstanding safety performance and certainly not life-threatening drivers.

"It's okay. ”

The thought just flashed through Matthew's mind, and he was about to rush towards the gate of the angel agency.

I also glanced to the other side, through the spider-web-like front windshield of the Dodge car, I could only see behind an airbag that popped out, as if someone had fainted.

From the time he jumped out of the car to now, it was just a matter of looking back, realizing the existence of danger, and preparing to flash quickly, and his reaction was already very fast.

Although he practiced a lot of military skills and did a lot of military training, it was all a filming need, not a survival need, and it was the first time he had experienced this kind of event.

Just a glance at the reaction, instead of being stunned for more than ten seconds, Matthew's psychological quality and nervous tenacity can be said to be very strong.

However, as soon as he took his first step, a gunshot rang out.

Bang –

Matthew is a good shooter and goes to Neborah's shooting club every month whenever time permits.

Discernible from the sound of the gunfire alone, this is the sound of the M9 pistol.

“F@#K！”

He moved faster than he muttered, holding his head with both hands and lying on the ground, bullets, even the most powerful people in the world, can't resist it with his body.

As he lay down, Matthew also looked towards the place where the gunshots rang out, only to find that the car behind him blocked his view, and he couldn't see where the gunman was.

The Mercedes-Benz business car was very tall, and the fact that he had not gotten out of the car before he got out of the car completely covered him, and the gunman was clearly not shooting at him.

Before the gunshots could fall, a muffled grunt rang out, and just a few meters away from Matthew, John fell to the ground.

The bodyguard obviously wanted to rush over to protect him, but was shot black.

Matthew glanced at John, his left shoulder already a bloody blur.

"Get out!" John shouted at him, "Get out! I'll cover you!"

This is not a movie, the non-lethal part of the person will be alive if he is shot, half of John's body can't move, but he endured the severe pain, took out a pistol in his right hand, and shot two shots into the sky.

Matthew understood his intentions, the gunman was not far from the Mercedes Benz, and John wanted to use the gunfire to stop the other party from coming and buy him time to escape into the angel agency.

The first duty of a bodyguard is, of course, to protect.

Matthew didn't hesitate, although he couldn't figure out who was attacking, the target couldn't be a bodyguard.

The real target of the attack will only be him.

But Matthew was about to move when the gunshots rang out again.

Bang!bang......

This time it's no longer a pistol, it's a rifle!

The bullets all hit the open space between the Mercedes-Benz commercial car and the angel brokerage company, and the bullets collided with the concrete pavement, stirring up puffs of gunsmoke.

The other party obviously guessed what he would do.

Matthew hurriedly lay on the ground, didn't dare to move, and there were two cars lined up here as a cover, running towards the brokerage company, just to be a live target.

He didn't dare to bet that the opponent's marksmanship was worse than Neborah's.

Rifle fire continued to ring, and bullets quickly approached him and John's side, with the occasional ricochet flying nearby.

The ricochet was irregular, and it became very dangerous, and Matthew didn't say a word, dragging John behind the Mercedes, and then a bullet hit the Mercedes, and the heavy Mercedes was shaken by the huge bullets.

In this situation, running towards the angel brokerage company again is asking for a dead end.

In order to prevent the other party from approaching, John risked his risk to find an opportunity to fight back, and Matthew also looked up slightly and saw the situation on the other side through the window glass of the Mercedes Benz.

A bald head with an apparently modified AK series rifle stood behind a Ford sedan and was shooting in this direction.

On the other side of the car, the M9 in the hands of a Latino man was also aimed at the Mercedes.

The two were a little afraid of John's return fire, and temporarily relied on the Ford to fire in this direction.

Matthew looked back at the angel agency again, and the shadow of the security personnel could be seen at the door, and it was estimated that someone had called the police, and the police could arrive in five or six minutes at most, as long as they survived this time......

At this time, he saw Helen Herman, the female agent who seemed to want to come out of the company gate, but was dragged by several employees.

The distance between the two was only a few tens of meters, and Matthew could even see the anxious expression on Helen Herman's face.

Less than a minute after the incident, the entrance of the angel agency has become a battlefield full of bullets, and the people around are terrified.

However, there are also quite a few people who are excited about it.

Because they have been following the shooting for a while recently, they are ready to shoot Matthew on conditioned reflexes when they get out of the car, and more than 95% of the reporters and paparazzi have used their cameras and camera lenses to record the scenes from the crash to the shootout.

There were some bold people who quickly approached that side with the help of trees and other covers, hoping to get a better shot.

Two reporters from The Sun in Los Angeles, along with some other reporters, quietly came to the rear of the Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle dozens of meters away, hid outside the guardrail of the parking lot in front of the Angel Agency, and excitedly set up the camera to shoot with the help of the cover of the cement pier, and when the camera captured Matthew Horner hiding behind the car, they instantly climaxed and almost screamed.

Just opposite, a few dozen meters away from the rear of the Dodge muscle car, two paparazzi spotted ABC TV reporters setting up cameras to shoot with a camera under the cover of the guardrail and cement pier on the other side.

"Bonn, how much do you think we can sell for a video of Matthew Horner being killed?" The older of the paparazzi asked his companion in a low voice, "$100,000 is okay, right?"

The paparazzi named Bonn snorted coldly and said, "At least I can help my two friends vent!"

He was an Englishman, and he had heard some stories about what had happened in London, and the two of them had been expelled from the newspaper and were about to face jail, and they were all his friends.

Bonn suddenly had an idea, "Even if Matthew Horner doesn't die, we can use these videos to discredit him." Doesn't he like to play as a hero? Doesn't he claim to be proficient in martial arts and shooting? Doesn't he like to be a hero outside of movies? When people see him attacked, they can only hold their heads and huddle up like they do now, who will buy his account for the role of a hero?"

The older paparazzi immediately understood the meaning of this, "His character design is definitely going to collapse!"

With so many media reporters on the scene, there must be a lot of people who want to see Matthew Horner unlucky.

Blood flowed down John's shoulders and stained the ground, and the soldier-turned-bodyguard, half of his body was almost unconscious, still sticking to his duty, seizing the gap between the other side's gunfire and firing back, only in this way could he stop the people on the other side from approaching quickly and waiting for police support.

About a minute and a half had passed since the incident, and there were 100,000 people here, but Matthew hadn't heard the siren.

Suddenly, the afterglow of his eyes peeked through the cobweb-like glass, and he saw the airbag on the Dodge muscle car on the other side suffocated, revealing the figure of a strong Latin man, whose face was covered in blood, and it was obvious that he had just hit it lightly.

But the brawny man was still able to move, he shook his head, touched the weapon with one hand, and opened the car door with the other.