The surveillance video clearly shows that three black men entered the house through the back door, shot Daisy and John, heard the noise at the front door, escaped through the back door, got into a Toyota, and left.
The Toyota's license plate number was also clearly photographed.
The death of his beloved dog angered Marcus. He took a large coat and put it on his tactical vest. He said to Kane and Martin: "Please wait for the LAPD. I will be back soon. They should Not far away yet.”
Chad was the first to say, "Calm down, man!"
Martin grabbed Marcus' arm and spoke the truth in a seemingly persuasive tone: "You have to start and end everything. You told me about your experience in Afghanistan. I have contacted the appropriate author to prepare subsequent memoirs and film adaptations. Are you going to let me go to the prison to discuss projects with you every day?"
At first glance, these words sounded businesslike, but in Marcus' ears, they were a bit heart-warming. His voice was low and powerful: "Martin, thank you for your concern. I will not be impulsive. But they killed my dog, and I must not Let them go and catch them with your own hands!”
Chad was worried: "I'll go with you."
The two men walked out in a hurry.
"For Daisy!" Before Marcus went out, he looked back at the bodies of his dogs and patted his chest: "For John!"
This scene made Martin seem to see the real-life version of John Wick.
A crazy chase for a dog?
He couldn't help but think of the movie he planned to discuss when Chad was more mature and capable.
Unexpectedly, a similar situation happened right in front of me.
One man, one dog and one gun!
You want my dog's life, I want your dog's life?
He even killed the murderer's entire family and the gang he belonged to.
For Martin, the John Wick series is not like those movies he has watched for more than ten years, some of which have even forgotten their English names. He also watched the fourth movie before he died of suffocation, and his memory is relatively clear.
Marcus chases down four bastards for the sake of his dog.
Martin decided that the value of this retired seal lay in more than just his memoirs, so he nodded to Old Bu and followed him.
Seeing that everyone was gone, Kane quickly shouted: "You're leaving me here?"
Martin took out his wallet, took out the card given by the LAPD, and threw it to Kane: "The PD is here, show them this."
Kane recognized this thing and responded: "Be careful."
Martin went out and got into the Escalade, and Bruce immediately accelerated to keep up with Marcus' pickup truck.
The two cars turned to the back door, which was a one-way street leading directly outside the community.
The pickup truck ahead was accelerating, and it wasn't difficult for Bruce to follow.
Martin checked the pistol and saw the rapidly reversing scenery outside the car window. He had the illusion of chasing the murderer.
The two cars sped out of the community.
Originally, Martin had no hope of finding the murderer. A normal person would definitely leave as quickly as possible at a time like this.
Maybe the brain circuits of old black people are different from normal people, or maybe they have no brains at all.
As soon as he left the community, Martin saw the Toyota car driving slowly southward in front of him.
The four of them had seen the car and license plate number on the surveillance camera, so it was impossible for them to admit their mistake.
Martin didn't want to see a shootout in the street or let Marcus go to jail, so he immediately took out his cell phone, dialed Chad's number, and said, "Tell Marcus, don't be impulsive, follow them and find their lair!"
He caught Marcus's mind and said specifically: "Black people like to stick together, especially these smashers, who like to form gangs the most. They must have accomplices. Let's follow up, find the lair, and kill them all. Only in this way can we completely defeat Dai." Si and John take revenge!”
Chad turned on the amp, and Marcus heard it clearly and said: "Old Boo, let's cross-track."
Bruce replied: "No problem, you follow first, I will notify you in advance when I go up."
Marcus and Bruce took turns to follow, and the black man in the car in front didn't even notice that there was a tail behind.
Arriving near a warehouse near a small pier on the beach in Santa Monica, the Toyota parked on the side of the road, and four old men got into the warehouse.
Bruce stopped the car far away.
Martin immediately called McClain of the LAPD.
Seeing Chad and Marcus getting out of the pickup truck, Martin and Bruce also got out of the Escalade.
Marcus took out a military telescope and looked at the warehouse in the distance.
Seeing that he had calmed down a bit, Bruce said: "Those are just some brainless savages. There is no need to fight with them. Martin has already called the police. The police will be here soon. When they get in, there are many other ways to deal with them... "
Marcus nodded: "I won't mess around." He glanced at Martin. The other party was so helpful, so he wouldn't cause huge trouble to others: "Let's solve it through formal channels first."
Martin patted him on the arm: "Wait a moment, the LAPD will be here soon."
Bruce took Marcus's binoculars and looked over there carefully. He saw more than the four black men and said, "The chances of black gangs in Los Angeles not being involved in drugs are so small that they can be ignored."
Not wanting to attract attention, Martin returned to the car.
Chad quietly said to Marcus: "You came back from Afghanistan not long ago. You have to adapt to the way things are done back home. Los Angeles is not about fighting and killing."
Marcus saw a large group of police cars approaching in the distance: "There are still people in the world."
Chad gave a thumbs up: "If you understand this, it will be much easier to get involved in Hollywood."
As the largest violent organization in Los Angeles arrived, the seven or eight black people in the warehouse were all arrested without any resistance at all.
Those black people are still a little smart. They may feel that they have not committed a big crime. If they don't resist, they will go in for a few months, or at most a year or two, and they will still be happy when they come out.
If they resisted, their magazines would definitely be emptied given their black skins.
Martin made a few more calls, and then said to Marcus: "A large amount of illegal drugs were found at the scene, and they won't be able to get out in a short time."
LAPD promises to handle the matter impartially.
Marcus said: "I understand, thank you, Martin, for giving me the opportunity to..."
Martin raised his hand to interrupt him: "The rest has nothing to do with me."
Marcus understood that the other party was a public figure, and immediately nodded, remembering the favor.
As for what to do next, what he did in Afghanistan was counter-terrorism.
Marcus also has many comrades in Los Angeles.
The four men left together in two vehicles and returned to Marcus' residence.
Today was not the right time to talk about other things. Martin, Chad and Bruce left quickly, and Kane stayed behind to take care of the funeral affairs of the two Labradors with Marcus.
Because it involves animal cruelty and killing, it needs to be frozen temporarily.
In this regard, Kane found a professional agency.
After the house was cleaned up, Kane saw that Marcus was not in a high mood and said: "They don't want to see you continue to be depressed in heaven."
Marcus brought two bottles of beer and gave one to Kane: "Tomorrow I will get back on my feet. I have a new goal."
"It's a really good opportunity," Kane said.
Marcus opened a beer on the door frame and said, "Martin is a good guy."
Kane still reminded: "He is indeed a good person. Among Hollywood stars, he is the type who has clear grudges. But if he can do this, your experience is valuable."
Marcus has experienced life and death, and he can see things clearly: "The worthless people will be thrown into the garbage dump wherever they go, just like the weak ones eliminated by the army."
"Keep track of your path," Kane said.
Marcus nodded seriously.
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On the other side, Martin, Bruce and Chad found a place to have lunch.
Bruce enjoyed the fragrant Brazilian barbecue.
Chad dropped the knife and fork very slowly, obviously thinking about the problem.
Martin drank a glass of lemonade and said, "Marcus and Daisy and John reminded me of The Mountain Has Eyes."
Bruce ignored this and continued eating.
Chad looked up at Martin.
Martin continued: "If we hadn't happened to meet each other, Marcus can be regarded as a different kind of man, one gun and one dog. With his rich combat experience, if he launches a sneak attack, it shouldn't be difficult to kill those smashers."
Bruce continued: "As for those people, Marcus can kill them head-on."
"You are an expert in action scene design." Martin asked Chad directly: "Is it feasible to adapt this section into an action movie?"
Chad was thinking about this just now. When he heard Martin's words, his thoughts gradually became clearer: "A retired military operations expert only had dogs as companions when he returned home. Some bastards broke into his house and killed his dogs. He took Put down the gun long ago to avenge the dog?"
He then shook his head: "This is a different kind of Rambo, it's inappropriate."
Martin took a sip of lemonade: "You can change it to a killer. For example, someone like Wesley chose to quit the killer industry in order to marry the person he loved. As a result, his wife became terminally ill and died, leaving only his pet dog as a companion. , so that the dog has a very special meaning to him, and the subsequent outburst will be convincing."
Chad thought for a while and said: "It makes sense! The killer industry is very special. It is very troublesome to enter and exit. His past is bound to be entangled. Even the killer forces will not let him go easily. The person who killed his dog can Designed to be a powerful killer organization..."
"Perhaps it can be designed as an alliance of multiple killer organizations?" Martin briefly talked about concepts such as the Continental Hotel and high tables.
Chad simply took a napkin and carefully wrote down everything he and Martin had discussed.
Bruce suddenly interjected: "If you want to make an action movie, I think it's better to make it simpler and neater. I've been surfing the Internet a lot recently when I have nothing to do, and I found that netizens are very unhappy with those action scenes that are too long-winded and sloppy, especially the villains who talk too much. "
Martin said directly: "The response to "Wanted" has been very good. Among them, the crisp, cool and exciting action scenes are the most praised. Why don't we make an action movie that is cooler and more exciting than "Wanted"?
He was talking about his own feelings: "There are not too many overly complicated emotional exchanges, let alone discussing human nature and philosophical thinking with the killer. You are already a killer, why are you still thinking about this? Are you crazy?"
Chad grasped Martin's intention: "Use the protagonist's charm to the extreme, and simply kill him from beginning to end?"
Martin said: "You should think about it carefully."
Before Martin could say anything else, Chad said: "I will refine an outline and use it as a contract project with the studio."
(End of chapter)
