"Hey—"

Sean looked at the two men in suits and sunglasses who were standing under the garden street lamp and smoked, with a bright smile on his face, he stretched out his hand and patted the fat black man on the shoulder, "Brother Black, is there a lighter, is it convenient to borrow a fire?" ”

"Shet!"

The black man was very fat, turned his head and glanced at Sean viciously, and the whole person was furious, "Believe it or not, I'll kick your ass!" Falk Oil! Fuck off, stupid pig! My lighter is not for you! ”

"Haha......" Another six-foot white strong man bodyguard looked at the tall Sean and laughed and mocked, "Dude, Davis's lighter is not cheap, if you want to use it, it's better to use Franklin to speak, such as a hundred dollars at a time......"

"Really?"

Sean pursed his lips, sneered and took out a Franklin from his wallet, shook it in front of the two, and asked seriously, "Are you sure $100 is enough?" Maybe you can increase the price, say...... 200？ Or 300? ”

One by one, Franklin was pulled out of his wallet by Sean, and he said that the Franklin in his hand was 10. [Ran^Text^Library] []

"Davis, look, maybe you should be kind and lend us the lighter." The white strong man saw the money Sean took out, and his eyes lit up and squeezed out a smug smile at the black companion on the side, "This guy may be our employer......"

"Shet, I hate white pigs, but Dax, you're right, maybe we're going to get rich tonight." The fat and tall black fat man looked at the money in Sean's hand and reached out directly to take it, "Man, seeing that you are so sincere, I decided to borrow your fire ......"

"No, I'm asking if you have enough money for Armani clothes, and by the way, medical expenses!" As soon as the words fell, Sean's hand holding the money suddenly grabbed the wrist of the black fat man, and pouted it in the direction of the anti-joint, without waiting for the other party to howl in pain, his body crashed towards the other party, and the elbow that held the other party's wrist smashed directly on the other party's face, three times in a row, the black fat man who was still laughing collapsed directly on the ground, covering his nose, the pain could not come out, and the blood flowed all over his face.

"Come-click-"

The white strong man waved his fist and was about to shout, when he suddenly found that his neck was clamped by a hand, and then in his frightened gaze, he felt that he was constantly rising, and the next second his two feet were volleyed into the air.

"Ahem, ahem—"

The white man kept struggling, but found that his whole body became difficult to breathe, and in an instant, his face turned stiff and purple, and his feet kicked helplessly, like a man who was about to drown, and the threat of death continued to threaten him.

"Who is your employer?" Sean carried this white strong man, the 200-pound strong man was picked up by him, making the green tendons on his arms protrude, looking particularly hideous, looking at the struggling guy in his hand, Sean continued to ask word by word, "I just want to know who your employer is?" ”

"Roar ......" The other party looked hideous.

"Bang-" The white strong man was thrown to the ground by Sean, and quickly took a big breath, looked at Sean in fear, and said while coughing, "Ahem-I said, I said, we are serving Mr. Cruise, we are his bodyguards." ”

"How long has it been?"

"2 years." The white bodyguard seemed to be afraid that Sean would not believe it, so he hurriedly added, "We became his bodyguards two years ago, and Davis and I took over this job at that time. ”

"Thank you for your confession." Sean dusted off his suit, buttoned it up, smoothed out the folds of his shirt on his chest due to the pectoral muscle agitation, looked at the two strong men lying on the ground, one white and one black, and pointed to the 10 Franklins on the ground, "I paid your medical bills in advance." ”

"It's okay......"

"Now please give Mr. Cruise a call, forget it, let's go find him ourselves. Maybe now he is busy introducing his Scientology teachings and doesn't have time. Sean lowered his body and pulled out the pistol in the arms of the black bodyguard and the white man, weighed it in his hand, looked sideways at the two and asked, "By the way, did Mr. Cruise drive his Aston Martin tonight?" ”

"Huh?"

in the hall.

The banquet continued, the soothing saxophone music continued to play in the living room, and the men in crisp suits and the sexy and charming women still stood in the golden hall enjoying the wine and music, and the laughter resounded throughout the room.

No one noticed that Sean was carrying a man upstairs.

The carpet was spread out in the aisle, and Sean carried a pistol and followed behind the white bodyguard.

Tom Cruise sat in the room and talked to Russell Crowe about Scientology, including how he joined Scientology.

"Scientology is actually a ...... that advocates goodness," the beautiful soup mouth hung like a river, but just as he was talking about the rise, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Sean?"

"Dax, what are you doing here?"

Russell Crowe and Tom Cruise both looked at the two men who walked in.

"This is? Oh, Sean, what's going on? Russell Crowe noticed that Sean was holding Dax's arm and holding a pistol in the other hand, looking cold, which made him realize that something seemed to be happening, and couldn't help but stand up, "What the hell is going on?" Sean? ”

"Dax, what's going on?" Tom Cruise watched his bodyguard being carried by Sean, and at the same time the other party was still holding a pistol, his face instantly became very bad, he glared at Sean, and asked dissatisfiedly and angrily, "Why are you twisting him?" And you broke in so rudely? If you don't explain it clearly, I can sue you for endangering my life! ”

"Impolite?" Sean looked at Cruise, who was sitting on the sofa in front of him with a cold face, patted the bodyguard's shoulder, and sneered, "If you know what politeness is, then Mr. Cruise, you won't send two bodyguards to beat people indiscriminately!" And not to put people in jail, and then have the lawyer tell the police that all this is the bodyguard's assertion, oh, seriously, that's stupid. ”

"It's worse than the villains in those movies you played. Of course, at least they have better acting skills than you. Sean added.

"Fack!"

Tom Cruise was stimulated by Sean's words and stood up suddenly, turned his head coldly, and looked at Sean, his eyes were full of coldness, "You better understand who you're talking to." You're going to pay for everything you say, bastard! ”

"Sean, wait a minute, did you have some misunderstanding? Listen to me......" Russell Crowe hurriedly blocked in front of Sean, he knew how much energy Sean had, he was really afraid that Sean would punch Tom Cruise's handsome face flat, or destroy this guy with one shot, so he quickly turned his head and said to Cruise, "Calm down, Cruise, don't be impulsive until things are clear." Sean didn't mean to threaten anyone. ”

"Don't worry, I don't bother to use this thing yet." Sean smiled at Russell Crowe and threw the two pistols aside. Then he walked towards Tom Cruise, stood in front of him, looked condescendingly at Tom Cruise, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and his face ugly, and smiled faintly, "Of course I know who I'm talking to, the question is ......"

Sean suddenly leaned down, his face approaching the other party, forming a sense of oppression, and said coldly word by word, "Mr. Big Star, I'm afraid you don't know who you're talking to, but it's okay." Remember that Aston Martin you drove on the streets of Beverly Hills? Oh, by the way, you should have fled in a car when your bodyguard went to beat me up and I beat me down, right? Mr. Softie? ”

Tom Cruise raised his head and looked up at Sean's cold demeanor, the sense of oppression forced Tom Cruise's crossed legs to be put down, and his face subconsciously avoided the pressure brought by Sean, and turned to the side, not daring to look at Sean.

This action made the corners of Sean's mouth show a disdainful smile.

Sean's expression was seen by Tom Cruise, his face instantly turned red, and a sense of shame rose in his heart. He was oppressed by the other party to dodge, and this feeling made him angry.

"Brush!" Tom Cruise stood up and looked Sean in the eye.

But-

He stood up and found Sean still with his head down, condescending to him. This feeling made Tom Cruise's face change for a while. In fact, Tom Cruise is very concerned about height, so in his films, his female partner generally can't be taller than him, can't wear high heels, and even rarely wears high heels when Nicole Kidman is with him in life.

"What do you want? You're nothing but a paparazzi! You're a little person in my eyes. What if I send someone to beat you? This is Hollywood, this is my territory, and not only can I have the bodyguards beat you, but I can even send you to jail right now. Tom Cruise skimmed Sean, his face became more and more cold, and he looked at Sean coldly, "By the way, I hate that people look at me condescendingly, especially a little person like you in this posture!" ”

"I'm sorry, I love looking at you like that! Oh, by the way, I suggest you change to a different brand of shampoo, your dandruff is disgusting. Sean shrugged his shoulders indifferently, glanced at the top of the other's head with a smile, and then deliberately asked, "Can you ask, do you have five feet?" Maybe you need to step on a chair when you **......"

"Falk Oil!!" Tom Cruise held out his finger and pointed at Sean, "I can get you out of here in a hundred ways!" As he spoke, the other party's fist suddenly smashed towards Sean.

"That must not include this way, Mr. Cruise!"

Sean suddenly reached out and grabbed Tom Cruise's fist, and then put his other hand directly on the opponent's collar, and picked it up as soon as he used force, and then without waiting for the opponent's fist to swing over, Sean directly let go of his hand, blocked one of the arms with one elbow, and wrapped Tom Cruise's other wrist with one hand, and said coldly, "If I want to do it, you can't get out of this room today, and even the plump Yanma downstairs you won't recognize your appearance, because I will smash you into a jerk with one punch." ”

"Fack!" Tom Cruise swept in with one leg, Sean blocked with his arm, and the other party swept on Sean's arm, but was shocked and took a few steps backwards.

"What are you waiting for, Dax!!"

Tom Cruise yelled at the white bodyguard next to him, "Beat him up!" ”

"Don't do that, you two!"

Suddenly, Russell Crowe stood up between the two, glanced at Sean and Tom Cruise with an unhappy face, and emphasized, "This is where I hold a banquet, and I don't like people to go wild here." I hope you're all sensible. ”

"I'm sorry, Russell, you see, it wasn't me who did it first." Sean took a step back and shrugged at Russell Crowe.

"Humph!"

Tom Cruise snorted coldly and glanced at Sean coldly, "I'll let you know how stupid you were doing today, and I'll make you regret your actions today!" After saying that, he turned around and slammed the door to leave, glaring at Russell Crowe fiercely before leaving. Obviously, he was resentful of Russell Crow.

There were only two people left in the room, Russell Crowe and Sean, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Coffee or ...... Forget it, let's drink whiskey. ”

Russell Crowe walked to the side, picked up the whiskey and poured two glasses, handed one to Sean, and sighed when he saw him, "Although I don't know what misunderstanding there is between you, I know that you are really irrational in doing this thing today." You know, he's a big star in Hollywood. Originally, I thought you were a very mature person, but I didn't expect you to be so impulsive today, and this thing is very troublesome......"

Russell Crowe sat on the sofa, glanced at Sean with an indifferent face, and said helplessly, "Tom Cruise, that guy is not broad-minded, you offend him today, maybe it will be bad." You really shouldn't be so impulsive, you should think about the consequences. ”

"Will you greet your enemies with a smile? Russell. Sean glanced at Russell Crowe and asked seriously, "Or will you hold back your grudge against your enemies and then look for an opportunity to take revenge after thinking about anything?" Or learn to compromise? ”

"Hehe, I see what you mean, Sean." Russell Crowe suddenly smiled, paused and raised his glass to Sean, shook his head and said, "Maybe there is no compromise at all for people like us!" ”

"Of course."

"So a toast to our uncompromising bastards, we're stupid!"

"No, it should be a fearless warrior! I admire the kind of guy who can tolerate compromises, who can do everything beautifully, who can control everything. But it's a pity that I'm not that kind of person, and the only one I can control is myself! Sean smiled and pointed to his chest, "If everything is considered for consequences, then I won't be called Sean." Maybe then I'll be a smart guy......"

"Actually, the smart guys live in someone else's world more often than not." Russell Crowe shrugged, "They think they're in control of everything, they're forbearing, they're compromised, they're always thinking about what's in the best interest, they're always rational and control their minds, they always think they're in control." Always give the enemy a fatal blow, but in the end it is the most authentic self that is lost! ”

"Thank you for lifting me up." Sean raised his glass.

"Shet, I'm praising myself!" Russell Crowe said truthfully.

"Haha......"

The laughter of the two guys was particularly hearty.

Sean thought about it and felt that he was really the kind of guy who would take revenge if he had revenge, and he really had no ambitions. Maybe others will hold back and wait until they are strong to bring down the enemy in one fell swoop, but the problem is, Sean feels that he can't wait that long.

"The stock still has to be sold quickly, and the one who controls or something is a pure bastard!" That's what Sean thought about at this moment.

PS: Ask for tickets and collect......

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