The bounty hunter of the film and television world

Chapter 1 The Heartless People of Atlantic City
In the dim and noisy bar, there was a restless atmosphere.

Scattered in the corner, a man in a fleece jacket sat up slowly from the seat.

He rubbed his forehead vigorously, frowning and looking around blankly.

So, here I am... Hunter Longman.

Hunter Long man: hunter, long man.

Forget it as a hunter, but the eldest man fits his situation.

The memory of the previous life is finally restored!
Is Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly?
Damn it, what did I do before the memory awakened!

Hunter Longman felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He grabbed the remaining beer on the table and drank it in one gulp, trying to temporarily suppress the pain.

He was only 21, and lived with a single old uncle before the age of 13.

I lived in a chaotic neighborhood since I was a child, and dropped out of community middle school before finishing it to mess around in society.

After his uncle died, he concealed his situation, and has been falsely claiming his pension.

God, Hunter Longman, you are really not afraid of death, you dare to do this kind of thing when you are a teenager.

Well, I am Hunter.But in his previous life, he was an honest person from childhood to adulthood.

Could this be the difference between oranges growing in Huainan and Huaibei?

Wait, there are more headaches!
Hunter felt the pain in his heart intensify, and his head was sweating.He was so nervous that he even ignored the hustle and bustle around him.

The country I live in is called Meilijian, which is similar to my previous life.

There is also a famous saying that only death and tax payment are eternal.

Three years ago, I rescued an old man and later became his driver.

At the beginning of this year, the old man and his wife were in a plane crash, leaving nearly 100 million assets and a granddaughter Grace Smith who had just entered high school.

He inherited the property and became Grace's guardian.

However, the self before the memory awakened immediately revealed his true nature.After realizing his assets, he started to squander them. In just half a year, he gambled away and owed hundreds of thousands of foreign debts.

The debt can still be topped.But in another month, it is the deadline for estate tax declaration!
Hunter Longman took out a bill from his trouser pocket, and when he saw the 35% inheritance tax rate on it, his scalp went numb.

Before the memory was recovered, I was ignorant, and I was completely at a loss about the complicated tax situation of Meilijian.

But it is also very certain that the national taxation department of Meilijian is definitely the number one object that cannot be provoked.

Once you are targeted by this department, you will definitely be doomed!
This is much more serious than fraudulently claiming the uncle's pension, which leads to the sentence of squatting!

damn it!
Where do I get hundreds of thousands of dollars in a month?
The house, there is still a house, but there is still a gap of more than 20 yuan including the house gap.In addition, property tax should also be paid.

It would be nice to wake up memory sooner.Even though there are many differences between the two worlds, relying on the advantages of compulsory education and being honest, it is not a problem to live in a well-off life.

But now, with some shit on her ass, her memory has returned.

Hunter wanted to vomit blood.

He felt extremely uncomfortable and staggered to his feet.

I have to ask for a glass of wine, and by the way, ask that old fellow Frank Corleone if he has any introductions.

Hunter leaned on the back of the chair with one hand, and fumbled for the wallet in the inner pocket of his jacket with the other.

Suddenly, his complexion changed suddenly, and his already pale face completely lost all color.

What the hell is this, a big hole in my heart?

The panic-stricken Hunter, taking advantage of the dim colorful lights of the bar, sideways avoided the crowd, bowed his head and carefully opened the placket.

On the left side of the chest, there was a fist-sized hole, like a devouring demon, reflected in the eyes!
thump.

Hunter was powerless, his head was blank, and he fell on the chair!

After a while, he slowed down.

Now that they are all reborn, what else can’t be accepted?

No wonder I always felt a pain in my heart before, and my heart disappeared after a long time. If it doesn't hurt, I'll be damned.

Hunter took out his phone and turned it on, using the weak screen light to examine the wound carefully.

He didn't dare to turn on the flashlight of his mobile phone, otherwise it would be too bright.

The wound ran through the left chest, a hole the size of a fist.

The sky blue woolen sweater was stained with a little blood, but there was no more blood.

The wound was charred, like a steak with the edges sealed.And, there is no sign of recovery at all.

Putting away the phone, Hunter grabbed the jacket with both hands, looked around quietly, and was relieved to find that no one was paying attention to the dark corner here.

I remember that three days ago, after I lost the last inheritance, I lived on the street, abandoned myself and did nothing.

Most of the time, stay at Frank's bar and get drunk.

Even though he only had more than $100 in his pocket, that old bastard Frank didn't charge much for his drinks because of the fact that he had known him for three months.

Then, I got drunk again, I don't know if I fainted from hunger or drunk.

After waking up, it looks like this.

Before he fainted, there were no cronies around, or unscrupulous people wandering around his seat.

Forget it, in a short period of time, it seems that he has no clue who stole his heart!
The question now is, why is he still alive and kicking without a heart?
Apart from feeling extremely weak in body and throbbing in my heart, there is nothing abnormal!

Well, so to speak, either after being reborn, he would become a strange creature.

Or, this world is not serious!
damn it!This makes it even more troublesome.

If it is said that stealing pensions requires squatting, being targeted by taxes is worse than death.

If you lose your heart, you will die directly!
No matter what the reason is, I am still alive and kicking, but my weak body shows that this obviously cannot last!
Recovery from injuries is more urgent than others.

However, more than 20 years of memory show that the technology in this world is no different from the previous life.

The hospital can't treat this kind of injury.

How to do it?

Hunter leaned on the back of the chair and stood up, looking at himself with a wry smile.

Tall and thin, almost 1.9 meters faster.Even if it has not been taken care of for a long time, the hair more than ten centimeters is messy and the beard is unshaven.

But it is still a healthy, um...sub-healthy, handsome man without a missing body, well, a heart!

I was in a wheelchair for many years in my previous life, but in this life I am only in my early twenties, so I still have a good time.

I'm really not reconciled, just waiting to die like this!

Hunter took a deep breath, his body swayed slightly, and he staggered but firmly walked towards the bar.

It's a small bar with a small area!
After a few steps, Hunter lay on the bar counter, "Hey, Frank, old bastard, give me a bottle of Jack Daniels!"

The bartender was mixing drinks, she squinted at Hunter and pouted, looking into the corner.

There, was sitting a strong 60-year-old man.

A head of thick blond and white hair, the same graying beard is pressed against the chest, intertwined with the chest hair.

In the cold winter, he only wore a white vest, revealing two thick arms.

Frank shook his head and clapped his legs to the music.Hearing the movement, he looked at the waiter, shrugged his shoulders slightly, stood up and walked to Hunter!

The old man was only half a head shorter than Hunter, he grabbed a bottle of wine and squatted on the bar, looked down at Hunter, and said with a smile: "You little bastard, haven't you drunk yet?

You look bad.

I warn you, if I die here, I will strip you naked and use your clothes to pay off the debt as much as possible! "

Hunter opened the bottle cap and smiled wryly, "Well, whatever you want! But I will do my best to find a way to survive, and to live better!"

After taking a sip of wine, he sighed comfortably.

Maybe it's because of their different physiques, but the refreshment of the wine is extremely strong!It suppresses the pain of the injury very well.

Frank sneered, took another serious look at Hunter, and said in a low voice: "You seem to be a little different? You want to live a better life, but unfortunately it's too late.

In a few months, you lost hundreds of thousands of bets and owed a lot of debt!
The only thing you can do now is to sell the house quickly.Otherwise poor Grace will suffer from you too.

You have failed old Smith and failed the favor of fate.Believe me, you will go to hell! "

Hunter frowned, his memory recovered, and he was no longer ignorant.

After being reminded by Frank, he quickly reacted.

He blurted out, "You mean, I lost money in a bet and owed money, and I was calculated by others?"

Frank laughed loudly, "No, a fat sheep like you can't even talk about calculations! Sooner or later, it will be the same as today's situation, at most it won't be this bad. Old Smith misjudged the person."

Hunter had a big head, and the pain in his body intensified, and he quickly took another sip of wine, "Okay, okay! It doesn't matter, I'm already in hell! Everything can't be worse, and next, it's time to bottom out!
I'm going back as soon as possible and take Grace away before she's in danger!

Frank, don't laugh. We're friends, you said.

I want to ask you something, is there anything in this world that can quickly restore the body.

Is it the kind that ordinary people don't understand, like magical objects in Hollywood movies, or magical people? "

Frank's smile froze, he lowered his body, and said in a deep voice: "Back to the bottom, it sounds reasonable, maybe you have really grown up!

But Hunter, I lied to you, I didn’t think we were friends!I have seen countless young people like you. I just want to watch the show up close and watch you step into the abyss.

Your physical condition is extremely poor.Maybe it's hunger, maybe it's medicine, whatever it is, you should be dead anyway!
If you still have the slightest bit of kindness, go back and apologize to Grace and settle her down.Get out, treat the money you owe for the drink as a ticket to the theater! "

The old guy is about to leave.

Hunter grabbed him firmly with the last of his strength, "Don't go, old bastard, I'm not a fool. In three months, you have persuaded me countless times in various ways! You definitely don't want to watch a show.

Also, you just didn't answer my last question!
So, you have a way to restore my weak body, right, it must be like this!Frank, look me in the eye!

I swear, I'm reformed!Help me and I will repay you! Please! "

Frank stopped and counted seconds with Hunter, and finally he nodded, "For the sake of Longman's last name, you and I..."

At this time, a man with greasy hair and pink noodles appeared in front of him, "Hey, friend, are you interested in playing with me, five hundred dollars!"

"Go away..."

Hunter's blood surged with anger, and he just yelled half a sentence.

In my mind, "Conform to the conditions, whether to accept the task!"

A few seconds later, under Frank's strange gaze and the teasing expressions of several people around him.

Hunter didn't change his face, showed a polite smile, and stretched out his hand, "Sir, leave a contact information, and we will talk about it later."

(End of this chapter)