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"$10,370! One person and a half...... In the future, please call me the god of the autumn name mountain bike. At the end of the bridge, after Shen Yan collected the "racing tax" from the group of drag racers one by one, he slapped half of them in front of Lao Mai with high spirits.

Mike picked up the wad of money, and his mind was in a trance for a moment—how many years had passed...... I only remember that my wife reached out to him for money, his son asked for money, his daughter asked for money, the director asked for money, the psychiatrist asked for money, and the actor asked for money...... But when was the last time he had received such a large sum of money from someone else?

Although Lao Mai doesn't look down on Shen Yan's money, it is much more pleasing to the eye when he looks at Shen Yan again, and people who don't eat alone are good.

"You wait a minute." Mike pushed the door and got out of the car and walked to the side of the road, vomiting with a "vomit".

Come back, rinse your mouth, and don't say a word - the former underworld boss gets motion sickness on a fast car, who says to go out and kill whom!

*****

Also in Los Angeles, Willow Field and Rockford Hills (Beverly Hills) are like two worlds.

The large black oppressive factory buildings are like beasts crawling in the night, which makes people feel frightened. There are almost no pedestrians on the road here, everyone is driving by, and there is not a single police car patrolling for twenty minutes. On the contrary, there are many homeless people who are drunk and lying on the streets, and they may also be addicts.

There are also hooded people in vans sneaking in and out, not knowing what they are doing. When Shen Yan drove by, they put their hands in their arms and watched vigilantly. Especially many of them are Uncle Hei, Shen Yan, who has shimmering vision, is often startled, and is simply invisible in the dark night with his mouth covered.

"Don't deal with those people...... Drug dealers. Mike confessed.

Shen Yan looked out the window curiously, this is the other side of Los Angeles. Theoretically, he should be familiar with all of this, but in reality it was all the first time he had come into contact with it.

When the car turns into the back of a factory and drives for a while, it pulls into an old yard. "This is my film studio...... Fack! Looking at the locked lock, Mike cursed and pushed the door in. Since corporate tax is lower than personal tax, and it is convenient to pay for business-to-business, it is best to open a shell film company and choose a cheap office location if you want to invest in movies in Hollywood. This dilapidated factory was compensation given to him by the previous director who had made Mike lose money, and Mike couldn't sell it, so he simply set up his film studio here.

Now, it doesn't seem like a good idea.

"Go in, there's nothing to steal here, and if you can lose it, you'll lose it early." Mike explained a little helplessly.

Mike used to be a lone thief, not on the same level as those gangsters, and he didn't have much deterrent power on the road. Sure enough, when Shen Yan entered, he saw that the room was full of mess, and he couldn't even find a place to put his feet - however, these were not turned over by thieves, it looked like this. Most of this garbage is movie props, piled up from the inside out. It's covered in dust, and it seems like Mike hasn't been here for a long time.

"This is my first film, I don't understand anything. Being fiddled with by that guy like a fool, he kept telling me this and that, and in the end the movie was made like shit......" Mike picked up a monster hood, looked at it and tossed it aside, "Unfortunately, I'm not really a fool, I sank him in the ocean...... You just live here! My number, mobile phone...... I remember still working, and the charger. ”

He found the desk, wrote down his phone number on a piece of paper, and dug through the drawer an old cell phone and charger that had long since run out of battery. Eventually, Mike stepped on the props and walked into the room, pulling the horns of a canvas and lifting them violently, causing dust and props to fly everywhere!

"Ahem! Fark ...... Fack! ”

Under the canvas, a large leather sofa was revealed, which looked eighty percent new, and was worth more than everything in the room combined.

"Your bed! You know what? Those thieves are all slackers! They wander the streets, with their pockets in their pockets and hats crooked, but whether they steal or work, they are always losers. Look, the treasure is hidden underneath, just lift it lightly...... You can sell it for $600 on the black market! But this sofa has been sitting here for three years, and no one has found it, not a single one! ”

Shen Yan spread his hands.

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I have to say that to gain Mike's favor, Shen Yan's allocation of $5,000 to him played a big role - almost when the trust level was -25, it was directly broken into a positive 25. Just think about it, these don't add up to $1,000, and throw these to Shen Yan with peace of mind.

As for Shen Yan sneaking away...... Mike didn't think about it.

He has the same idea as those producers, Shen Yan is now famous, and it is impossible for him to give up this opportunity that countless people dream of and make a name for himself in Hollywood. Shen Yan needs to turn popularity into an opportunity for money, and Mike needs it too. Even if he can't take the lead, he has to get involved, and helping Shen Yan now is an investment in the future...... Mike's mentality is very close to that of Hollywood producers.

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"I have a friend, Leicester, who is a very methodical person. If you don't have any other options, try asking him to be your agent, I guess he should be interested in this line of work. Don't worry, I'll help you get a good salary for the new film. I'll take care of the police as soon as possible, and ......"

When Mike got into the car, he stuffed him with something through the window. "This is better than a bow and arrow, be careful."

"You really sank those guys into the sea?" Shen Yan still asked, in his impression, Lao Mai was not a person who always showed off a certain thing, he was very cautious.

"Haha~ There are thousands of things you forget every day, man, why not make sure this is one of them." The car drove out of the factory with the lights on.

Shen Yan looked down at the thing in his hand, a Beretta caliber pistol, and was a little moved.

However, when the magazine was removed, it was found that there were no bullets inside......

What else can be said? This is Mike De Santa.

*****

He didn't like to live in such a bad house.

Re-entering the room, Shen Yan stopped at the door, and the magic began to spread around him like ripples. The dust deposited on the surface of the object is "retreated" by an invisible force, and finally turned into a pile of dirt in the four invisible corners of the room.

This is a subtle use of mental power. It's no wonder that no one specializes in Zero Ring spells, and when the control of mental power and environmental magic reaches a certain level, Zero Ring magic is like the little red flower used for reward, which can be picked at your fingertips.

The whole interior is not to say that it is brand new, at least to the extent that it can live in people, especially the big sofa is really good. The sofa is so wide that it doesn't look like it's used for sitting, but it looks like it's used to roll - it seems that the director back then also had a heart for unspoken rules, but there was no unspoken rule.

Shen Yan plugged in the Nokia shell opener and lit it up smoothly. However, he hesitated, not knowing who to call.

It's not the kind of smartphone that can access the internet, and it still seems to lack tools...... He had to arm himself as quickly as possible.

Shen Yan's strength not only comes from magic and bows and arrows, but also alchemy potions and equipment, so he has a lot of things to prepare. I found a piece of paper and started making a list of things to buy, a laptop, a new phone, a car, a better bow, some chemical utensils, and potions...... However, he took out all the money and piled it on the table, and it was only 5,500 dollars. This money seems like a lot, but it is a drop in the bucket for the alchemy potion materials and equipment he wants to buy.

"It seems that we still have to make money first." It's hard to move an inch without money.

But it's impossible to make a film to make money, and it's impossible in this life. You just let the young ladies with long legs stand in a row, stand in front of you, strip naked, and sleep without breaking the law! That's also impossible...... Wife, have you heard everything? I'm telling the truth!

Shen Yan held the green beads and prayed silently.

*****

In the middle of the night, a drug dealer who was moving things from the warehouse to the car suddenly felt a hard object on his waist.

The drug dealer obediently raised his hand above his head, never speaking or looking at him. "Clever." An old voice said, and then one hand took his gun, and then he was hit the back of the head. When his eyes darkened, he thought of great happiness...... survived.

Although they are also drug dealers, their goods are not those high-margin powders and ices, but a kind of soda. The profit is not high, it is better to be safe, and in some states this drink is even legal. Therefore, they are not so much drug dealers as smugglers, and it is not worth losing their lives for the sake of this kind of business. Like a ghost in the dark, the man wandered between the warehouse and the vehicle, and one drug dealer after another fell silently, quickly clearing the neighborhood.

This person is of course Shen Yan, he needs a car and some unregistered weapons, and these nearby drug dealers are the best choice. Shen Yan put the pistols in his bag and opened the door of the van cab.

"......" A voice suddenly rang out from the driver's seat.

"it!" Shen Yan's body reacted faster than he realized, and knocked Lao Hei who was "hidden" in the driver's seat unconscious with one punch...... In the end, he was frightened and went up to make up for it, "Let you not turn on the lights when it's dark!" ”

After calming down for a while, Shen Yan set the car on fire and disappeared into the night.

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That night, a driver swept through the Los Angeles racing parties in a van – he defiantly (Motherfuck/Do you want to play Quinta at the sight of anyone), declared that he was going to win all the races, and left with a wagon of bills...... In the end, he almost did it. With the exception of the straight acceleration race, where he lost because the car didn't have enough horsepower, the man won all the races in the corners of the road.

The point is, it's a van that is still used!

This person is very tasteless, he wears a mask to hide his true face, and he runs away when he wins, and he provokes with trash talk before leaving-"Little girl, are you okay, do you want to drive a tractor next time?" ”

Those racers were so angry that they exploded on the spot!

"Hey!" Someone was so angry that they came and knocked on the car door.

“hat'sup！ (What's the matter?) "Brooklyn accent, special standard.

"Do you dare to leave a name?!"

Suddenly remembering the word Mike said, Shen Yan pursed his throat and said, "Drugdealer, you can call me Drugdealer." ”

"Drug dealers?!" In the other party's bewilderment, Shen Yan drove away slowly.

A gust of wind blew, and banknotes were thrown out of the window of the van and fluttered in the wind.

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