nightcrawler in los angeles

Chapter 53 Unknowingly Becoming the Big Villain
Holding the steaming latte in both hands, Sophie Marceau took a sip and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Pierce, did you arrange for the person who was taken away just now?"

Pierce just shook his head embarrassingly when he heard Sophie Marceau's words.

Sophie Marceau saw that since Pierce sat with him, he seemed to be fidgeting as if he had a nail under his buttocks, and he always turned his head and looked around from time to time.

Sophie Marceau followed Pierce's line of sight and looked around.

She suddenly found that there were a few men covered in tattoos standing on the empty street, and those men kept looking at her from time to time~
"Mr. Pierce, if my guess is correct, have you been threatened?"

When Pierce heard the question asked by Sophie Marceau, his slightly nervous eyes widened instantly.

Seeing Pierce's eyes, Sophie Marceau sighed helplessly and then asked, "If it's not convenient for you to talk, then let me ask you, OK?"

Pierce blinked.

"Blink if you're being threatened by those gangsters at the door."

Pierce blinked violently.

"Are they subordinates of the little boy that day?"

When Pierce heard Sophie Marceau's words, he hesitated for a moment, didn't bother to blink, and knelt down towards Sophie Marceau with a "plop".

The eyes of everyone in the quiet Starbucks coffee shop were instantly attracted to Sophie Marceau by the movement here.

But Pierce couldn't care less. Nearly 50 years old, Pierce kowtowed to Sophie Marceau with red eyes and a pale face, begging, "I know you're a big star. You look good. I beg you." Please, maybe one sentence of yours is better than ten things I can do!"

Pierce seemed afraid that kneeling would be useless.

Pierce kowtowed on the ground directly, and Sophie Marceau was startled when she saw Pierce like this.

Born in 1966, her family background can only be said to be average.

At the age of 9, her parents' divorce made Sophie Marceau very precocious. Sophie can't say that she has experienced a lot, but her precociousness made her see what a real society is!
As a child star who debuted at the age of 14.

Sophie Marceau's intelligence is innate, and it is precisely because of this that she officially entered the French show business circle through the recruitment of actors by chance.

It was that chance that the entire French people officially knew her.

But no matter how precocious a girl passed through such an occasion, Sophie Marceau didn't care about the surprised eyes around her and directly supported Pierce's bent waist again: "Get up, get up, I promise you, I promise you!"

Just then a man with tattoos outside the door tried to push the door in~
Sophie Marceau didn't know where she got the courage to rush towards the man with tattoos all over her body. Before the man came in, Sophie Marceau pushed the man out.

Seeing this scene, Pierce knelt on the ground and hesitated for a long time. When he saw more and more tattooed men at the door, Pierce clenched his hands into fists and rushed out.

"I don't know what you guys are thinking!"

"But do you know what you are doing now!"

At this time, Sophie Marceau was particularly high-spirited, and the benefits of her growing up with her father were also shown.

Sophie Marceau, who had a small neck and a full head of hair fluttering in the wind, was so charming that even the little hooligan and Pierce who had just been pushed by Sophie were stunned.

But soon Pierce came to his senses, and he went up and punched the blind man: "Give me back my son!"

Pierce, who was almost 50 years old, took a few steps back when the blind man punched him. Just as the blind man was about to fight back, Sophie Marceau was directly in the middle of the two~
Salman Moon emerges from the corner, Kushner's go-to thug every time he goes out, and Salman is quick.

Salman Moon kicked Pierce to the ground with a run-up, and without giving Pierce a chance to react, Salman Moon hit Pierce on the head.

"What are you doing!" Sophie Marceau pushed Salman, but Sophie Marceau took several steps back.

Seeing that Salman Moon didn't respond, Sophie Marceau ran to Starbucks and shouted to the inside: "Call the police! Didn't you see it?"

Just as Sophie was about to turn her head, she saw Salman Moon standing in front of her.

Salman Moon, who is 1.8 meters tall, still has a skull tattooed on his face. When he spoke, his voice was still a little hoarse: "Call the police? Are you kidding me? I may have a better relationship with the police than you Some."

"I warn you!"

"What you're doing is violating mine."

Before Sophie Marceau's warning was finished, Pierce, who was lying on the ground covered in blood, squirmed to her feet and gently tugged at her trouser legs: "Please, save my son~"

Sophie Marceau, who took a deep breath and suppressed Salman's bad breath, closed her eyes and shouted helplessly: "I know! I know! It's that boy! He ordered you to do this! Make an appointment with him place, I need to talk to him!"

"Tell me, time, place."

"Tonight! Just tonight! Masters Steakhouse in Los Angeles!"

Salman Moon and his group came and went quickly.

By the time Sophie Marceau opened her eyes, there were no tattooed guys on the surrounding streets.

Sophie Marceau stared angrily at the police car that arrived late, just like the plot in a Hollywood movie, and looked down at Pierce, who had fainted long ago, feeling very guilty.

But when Sophie Marceau's mind flashed the boy with the smile of a street ruffian that day, she couldn't help feeling more hatred in her heart.
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Tao Xi, who had slept all day, listened to the radio in his arms with a tired face, feeling some distress.

Because his radio doesn't tell the secrets that can make him rich overnight, and he always tells some celebrity stories recently.

For example, Newton invented mechanics, Marie Curie discovered radium, Franklin discovered the application of electricity, and talked about Einstein's influence on the history of modern warfare.

Although Tao Xi has indeed learned some truths, he can't use these things!

Today I will talk directly about [The Origin of the Yellow Pages], and this [The Origin of the Yellow Pages] has nothing to do with him.

[Yellow Pages, originated in North America. In 1880, the world’s first Yellow Pages telephone directory came out in the United States. In the past, when the Internet was not very developed in the 80s, many people needed to contact others through this Yellow Pages.

But what really made the concept of the Yellow Pages flourish in the United States began with a man named Dane Madsen.

Before 1996, Dane Madsen had been relying on the "Yellow Pages" magazine to make a profit. At the time of glory, Dane Madsen relied on his "Yellow Pages Magazine" to successfully earn him more than 100 million dollars in advertising revenue.

Danish Madsen himself once said, "Since 1985, not many people have run Yellow Pages companies in the United States. At the beginning, many small magazines just used interstitial advertisements to replace the role of Yellow Pages. But I did what I did, and I Taking advantage of my father being a truck driver, I first started a Yellow Pages list of all the transportation companies in the United States, and then I started another one.”

After Dane Madsen got his first pot of gold, he stepped on the wind again
"Okay, it's time for the commercial, everyone is welcome to listen to the anecdote program titled "Entering Celebrities" by Melatonin. This year's holidays, no gifts will be accepted, and only Melatonin will be accepted as gifts"]

"???"

Tao Xi's frowning eyebrows were about to fly.

If the front is full of self-talk on the radio, and the radio that can listen to money-making information in the back actually advertises, these things really make Tao Xi a little confused.

But fortunately, there is not much time left for Tao Xi.

Salman Moon, the culprit who has caused Tao Xi to be labeled a "big villain" by Sophie Marceau, is here!

"Hahaha, Tao Xi, we met again. The matter you asked me to help you with not long ago has been resolved."

Last night, when the federal agents visited Tao Xi at night, Tao Xi had long forgotten that beautiful woman, Sophie Marceau, to the back of her head.

If it wasn't for Salman Moon who took the initiative to tell him about Tao Xi, he would really not be able to remember it for a while: "Ah! That girl, she is really pretty, so where is the place she made an appointment with?"

But Salman Moon couldn't find the note when he took out the note for Tao Xi that recorded the address of the restaurant.

Some irritated Salman Moon directly took out everything in his pockets, a bag of white powder, a pistol, a pack of Marlboro cigarettes, and a small umbrella.

Tao Xi couldn't help rolling his eyes when he saw these things.

"I found it, I found it, here it is!" Salman Moon finally found the small note that was almost soaked in sweat in his pocket and handed it to Tao Xi.

"Steak? But I don't like to eat these things. I might as well come to Nelson to eat hot dogs. He recently developed a soup that sells very well."

Tao Xi talked to himself and didn't care about the two Salman Moon who were talking with Nilta. As for Marco, he didn't know when he ran away again.

Tausi, who had decided to dine that evening, was not looking very stylish when he arrived at the door of Masters Steakhouse.

A white T-shirt on the upper body and some whitish jeans on the lower body make Tao Xi, who is only 16 years old, look youthful and full of feelings.

Tao Xi glanced at the Volkswagen parked behind him, and then glanced at a man and a woman sitting at the table near the huge French windows of the Masters Steakhouse with a disgusted expression. Why? Why are you still dressed as if you are going to get married?"

The corner of the waiter at the door couldn't help twitching when he heard Tao Xi's words.

But his good manners still made him resist the urge to send Tao Xi away: "Hello, sir, let me spare you a little time. We need to wear a tie when entering this restaurant."

"tie?"

"That's right, sir." After saying this, the waiter playfully pulled out his tie and pointed to Tao Xi's tie with a professional smile on his face.

Tao Xi, who tilted his head, stood at the door seriously and thought for a long time, just when Tao Xi was about to give up meeting Sophie Marceau.

"Hey, do you need any help, little one?"

A Caucasian adult man in a well-fitting suit and smelling of perfume stood behind Tao Xi and patted Tao Xi on the shoulder in a friendly greeting.

Tao Xi glanced back at the man, pointed to the waiter at the door, and explained: "Well, I feel that I have encountered trouble. A very beautiful lady invited me to eat steak here, but he refused because I didn't wear a tie. Let me in."

"Wow"

The man stroked the mustache on his chin with high spirits, glanced at the rather proud waiter standing at the door, and said regretfully to Tao Xi: "It seems that you are going to disappoint that lady. "

"If you are willing to help me, maybe I can make you happy for a while." Tao Xi pointed to the black Volkswagen that had been closely following him along the way and said with a smile on his face.

It's just that when this man saw Tao Xi's smile, his face was as ugly as if he had eaten poop.

After entering the Masters Steakhouse, Tausi tore off the tie from his neck and threw the leader into the trash can in front of the man and the waiter.

Seeing Tao Xi's actions, the man first cursed softly: "Fxxk! You are such a poor fellow!"

But the man quickly laughed and muttered again: "This is interesting!" Just as the man was about to open the door and enter, the waiter made some irritated voices come over: "Sir, you Well, to spare you a little time, we need to wear a tie when entering this restaurant."

The movement of this man's hand froze!
Just when the waiter was about to show the man the tie on his neck, the man waved his hand directly behind him, and two 1-meter-tall Texas men took the waiter one to the left and one to the other. The right one grabbed it.

"If you don't know me, I advise you to read more news."

"If it weren't for me, believe it or not, your gypsy parents in your family would be in pain the next day?"

The man stopped talking to the waiter, but entered the restaurant again with a smile on his face, and a bodyguard at the door directly took out a document from his arms for the waiter to see.

The waiter saw that he was about to say something with a look of fear on his face, and one of the bodyguards pointed to his forehead and warned: "I advise you to forget what just happened, if you dare to tell others, including this family The restaurants are going to be closed for rectification, do you understand?"

"Understood, understood."

(End of this chapter)