my beauty world

He pointed at the pile of meat on the set: "You barge in like this, disturbing the shooting! Pulling people away, ruining the atmosphere of the set! Selena, you can't always act recklessly like this!"

Selina looked at the vampires and blood slaves in Zhatui, and said, "Your work has corrupted the whole clan! You are dragging everyone in the clan into the abyss!"

"Really?" Kraven was quite disdainful: "It's not that I have worked hard to run a film company to make money all these years, so you can have these weapons and equipment? It's not that I make money from filming, and the R&D department has the money to develop medicine so that you can walk under the sun? It's not that I make money and bribe, you can suck fresh blood without any worries?"

Selena couldn't argue, because what Kraven said was the truth.

Elder Emilia and she once thought about opening up other sources of income, and once found a drug trafficking agent in Mexico. Drugs poison humans, but are ineffective against vampires. They wanted to enter this industry and get a share.

But Elder Emilia just spent the blood essence to transform the agent named Jose into a vampire, and that person died in the battle in Tijuana Custom Street.

Kraven took a step back and looked at Selena carefully: "Honey, I have a good idea, which will allow you to better lead our Victor family!"

Before Selena could respond, he said, "Be my heroine! I will carefully design a film for you. With your conditions, it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire industry! Be the next Jenna-Jen..."

The words stopped suddenly, and a silver-white pistol was pressed against his forehead. Kraven raised his hands subconsciously, not daring to speak nonsense anymore.

The two subordinates got dressed and came over. Selena put away the gun and said, "Let's go!"

The three quickly left the set.

When the black figure came out of the studio gate, Kraven spit on the ground and said sinisterly, "One day, I will make you the heroine of my film, and I will be the hero myself!"

After getting into the car at the door, Selena asked the driver to drive, and asked coldly, "What's the matter with you two?"

One of the most handsome excuses: "When we came back to report the situation to you, we were suddenly pulled over. Kraven has a high level..."

There are some things that cannot be said, and Kraven took them to enjoy it once.

Virgin blood.

Selena frowned and interrupted, "Tell me about the investigation."

It’s still this vampire: “We tracked down a low-level werewolf, and we’re basically sure that they’re monitoring three people, a surgeon at Santa Monica Hospital, a young priest at Wilshire Church, and a lifeguard on the beach. member."

Another vampire added: "The werewolves haven't decided which one is their target for the time being, they are still hesitating, just hiding in the dark and watching."

Selena thought for a while, and said: "Continue to monitor the werewolf! Now go back to the manor, and I will report to Elder Emilia."

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Chapter 144 Israel

Burbank, Boulevard Park.

The Hunter's Bar is located on the east side of the park. On the surface, it looks like a very ordinary bar. In fact, the interior space is huge. Those who are well-informed know that this is the gathering place for bounty hunters.

In the United States, professional bounty hunters have always existed. For example, there are hundreds or even thousands of bounty hunters who often go to Afghanistan to try their luck.

The reward offered by Comrade Turning off the Light is always at the top of the list of rewards offered by all bounty hunters.

Ronan heard that Demona had mentioned this bar, so he found it after lunch.

As soon as you enter the bar, it is full of smoke, noisy and noisy, and there are all kinds of people.

If you are a bounty hunter, don't expect high quality.

The so-called bounty hunter guild would not be a high-level occasion.

It's messier than your average bar.

Ronan came over wearing Ryan's vest this time.

Ryan's character design is different from Murphy's. He is about 30 years old and is good at short knife fighting and unarmed combat.

Walking through the aisle, Ronan walked towards the bar. There was a big blackboard behind the bar. The blackboard was filled with chalk words, all of which were reward tasks.

Compared to the grandeur of the Continental Hotel, this place where bounty hunters gathered was short and poor.

Ronan pulled out the high chair by the bar and sat down.

At the side of the bar, there were four or five strong men sitting, their arms exposed in short-sleeved shirts, all with big flower arms.

Ronan glanced at it and waved to the bartender.

The yellow-haired bartender asked, "What kind of wine do you want?"

"Dark beer." Ronan replied.

The bartender brought the wine and put it in front of him: "Twenty dollars!"

Ronan gave three twenty dollars.

The bartender put it away: "What's the matter?"

Ronan pointed to the blackboard behind him: "You have a record of the bounty missions released here? I want to see the bounty missions released last year."

Don't expect bounty hunters to have high professional ethics. If you have money, you can do things easily. The bartender said loudly: "[-] dollars, only cash."

Ronan opened the bag he was carrying, and actually took out a stack of money from the badge space, and put it on the bar counter. Just as the bartender was about to reach for it, he pressed down with one hand: "Something."

The bartender muttered twice, and threw a broken notebook over.

Ronan caught it, glanced at it, and let go of the release record.

After looking through the book, in the records last October, I found a reward for the parchment, a reward of 50 US dollars, and the publisher was Cohen Rosenberg.

Listen to the name, like a Jew.

The bartender was here, and Ronan wrote down the information and continued to look through it, so as not to be found out which one he was looking for.

Then, I found a reward offer from last summer, which was similar to the case Mary mentioned, the murder of a child in an orphanage. I pretended to read it carefully, and even asked the bartender a few words.

Especially about the identity of the person offering the reward.

To issue a reward, it is necessary to ensure that the person who completes the task can receive the money, either hand over the money to the guild at one time, or have a public identity that can guarantee that the person will receive the money.

The name Cohen-Rosenberg, if false, may have been a public alias.

"Thanks." Ronan returned the notebook to the bartender.

The choking smell of smoke was unpleasant, he didn't stay long, the glass of wine didn't even move, he turned around and left.

Someone just got up from the wine table and wanted to come to the bar. It seemed that he was too drunk and ran towards Ronan.

At the same time, the woman on another table quickly reached out and touched Ronan's bag!

She noticed just now that Ronan took out a wad of money from his bag.

But her hand speed and technique were much worse than Jess's.

Ronan sideways avoided the drunk man who bumped into him, grabbed the woman's wrist, and when he twisted his hand, he heard a crackling sound, and the woman immediately let out a scream!

The drunk man is not drunk, and when he gets up, he wants to leronan's neck.

Ronan kicked his legs backwards and hit him between his legs. The drunk man made a sound that was a hundred times more miserable than a woman's, and fell over with his crotch sandwiched between his legs!

At the same time, the five big flower arms by the bar rushed forward together!

Instead of retreating, Ronan went straight to meet him, dodging the wine bottle waved by the first person, and hit his weak spot with a heavy punch!

Before the second person could make a move, he punched him on the nose.

Grabbed the arm of the third person, threw it with his back, and smashed a table.

The fourth person kicked Ronan with his legs in the air. His movements were cool and sassy. Ronan kicked between his legs and kicked him flying!

Seeing that the situation was not right, the fifth person wanted to draw a gun. Ronan stepped in front of him, grabbed his hand that drew the gun and pressed it on the bar, picked up a pencil on the table, and stabbed it!

With a puff, the pencil pierced through the palm of my hand!

Ronan grabbed the pistol, looked around, and shouted, "Who else!"

There were a lot of people in the bar, but most of them were watching the scene.

There are fights every day.

Even many people have been waiting for this moment.

Six strong men and one woman were knocked down in just two or three breaths.

This person's skill is not ordinary strong!

The drunk man was beaten with eggs, the woman's arm was broken, and the five big flower arms covered the injured part and couldn't get up.

The shot is not usually ruthless!

Ronan looked at the bartender.

The yellow-haired bartender was very calm, shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands: "Guild rules, the winner goes away, and the loser stays and loses money."

Anyway, the guild bar will not lose.

Ronan was like a fool without a brain, and issued an arrogant declaration: "I am Ryan from Texas, whoever of you has a commission, you can find me!"

He showed a cruel smile: "The money must be given enough!"

What stands out in this vest is ruthlessness and recklessness.

Staring at the people, Ronan left the Hunter Bar.

In the corner of the bar, there were two women sitting, one of them had black hair and brown eyes, a high nose, and the appearance of a Jewish woman.

Looking at Ronan's disappearing back, she asked in a low voice, "Giselle, does he have a high level of hand-to-hand combat?"

The one named Giselle was a young woman with big brown waves, and said: "It's very powerful, the shots are fierce, and it has the shadow of Krav Maga. It may be a veteran of the U.S. Army. It should have been on the battlefield, and many people died under its hands. "

She wrote down this person: "Penny, go and ask, what is he looking for?"

Petunia went to ask, and came back quickly and said, "He asked about a child murder case last summer."

Giselle nodded without further questions.

Petunia answered the phone and said, "The police have evacuated the abandoned wine estate in the north of the valley."

Giselle ordered: "Call Cheryl, let's go and have a look."

Further north in the San Fernando Valley, a deserted wine estate located in the valley has been cordoned off in yellow.

The mutilated corpses everywhere had already been cleaned up, but the blood and blood remained, attracting countless flies, and the buzzing sound of vibrating wings and flying made people feel uncomfortable when they heard it.

Under the tree on the hill not far away, Giselle was observing the winery with a telescope, especially the house wall that was riddled with bullets.

Beside, Cheryl was also looking through the binoculars and said, "It seems to be Gatlin's masterpiece!"

Giselle is an expert in firearms, and said directly: "It's the Vulcan Cannon!"

"Vulcan Cannon?" Cheryl couldn't believe it: "Someone drove an armed vehicle with Vulcan Cannon?"

Giselle put down the binoculars: "No, it should be firing with the Vulcan Cannon! Don't think it's incredible, you forgot? What we tracked is even more incredible."

Cheryl nodded: "Unfortunately, you managed to connect with Dominique Toretto, and he was killed."

Giselle made a judgment: "It's not for us."

This is enough, the bald head just got on the line, and originally wanted to use him.

As a result, people died.

When the two went down the mountain, Giselle asked, "How's your progress going?"

Cheryl said: "Modi is very vigilant and only looks for bar girls he knows well. I just joined the bar he frequents to work, and I have to wait a few days to get a little more familiar."

Mossad has mature plans and tutorials in this area, and has many successful experiences. Giselle reminded: "Take your time, don't worry, time is in our favor."

After getting off the mountain and getting into the car, Penny said, "I just received the information. A few days ago, the Continental Hotel put out a reward of one million dollars to find the British Richard O'Connor!"

"What? Looking for O'Connor?" Giselle frowned. "The Englishman auctioned off the parchment through Jiasubi last year. We got news that he was attacked and escaped. Who is looking for him?"

Petunia speculated: "Perhaps the person who bid for the parchment book discovered the secrets inside?"

Giselle shook her head: "I passed on the mission issued by the bounty hunter union. At first, there was feedback. A bounty hunter in San Diego stole the parchment from the bidder, but he lost contact later."

Cheryl, who has been in Los Angeles for a relatively short time, asked, "Is it related to Modi?"

Giselle said: "It doesn't matter, your mission is to retrieve the information in Modi's hands!"

In the short sword team in Los Angeles, only Giselle really knows the inside story, and the physicist Modi is simply covering up. He is best at history and archaeology.

When he left Jerusalem last fall, the director had a private conversation with her, and there were two main points.

On the one hand, the parchment that may be related to the security of Israel was brought to Los Angeles by a British explorer for auction, and she was asked to bring the parchment back to Israel.