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Boom!

There was a loud noise outside the car and Josie's cry of pain from inside the car at the same time. El, with a sullen face, turned his head to confirm that Josie had only bumped her elbow slightly, and then looked not far away through the rear glass of the car. The whole black Porsche sunk into the roadside guardrail.

He frowned and said to Josie: "I'll go and see what's going on, Josie, you stay in the car for now."

Josie's face was also very bad, but she just nodded hastily at El.

El got out of the car and locked the door before going to the direction of the accident vehicle to check the situation.

Josie in the car let out a breath, and heard Edward's anxious voice coming from the mobile phone that was left on the seat: "Josie? Josie? Are you still there? What happened?"

Josie picked up the phone again, "There was a small accident. It seemed that someone was speeding in the wrong direction just now, but El and I and the car are fine, and now El has got out of the car."

Edward on the other side of the phone visibly relaxed a little, and said quickly and considerately: "In this case, you should deal with this matter first, and let me know when you get home."

"it is good."

Just as Josie finished the call, someone knocked on the car window a few times from the outside, and after rolling down the car window, El's face was revealed.

"What's wrong?" Josie asked.

"The driver was Robert Downey Jr., you know him, right?" Al frowned and said, "The problem is, he not only crashed his head but also over-excited him, and there are some dangerous items in the car. "

"Dangerous goods?" Josie felt that things were a little out of control.

"It's mainly an unloaded revolver and four ammunition." Al was clearly puzzled. "And he was stuffing the former in his mouth when I went over, so I had to knock him out."

Josie didn't have the mood to continue listening, she frowned fiercely, her mind was jumping back and forth between calling the police and helping others, and it took half a minute to make a decision.

"El, you go and drag him into our car and get rid of the garbage in his car. I'll make a few calls."

She ordered El to jump out of the car and sit in the front passenger seat.

Al nodded and hurried to work in the dark.

Downey, who fell into a coma, was like a powerless wild dog, allowing El to pull him out of the expensive convertible sports car, dragged him all the way to the front of the black Volvo, and then was roughly stuffed into the back seat of the car .

The famous Hollywood star closed his big caramel-colored eyes tightly, and there was still a hint of a crazy smile on his mouth. With the strength of El's hands, he could sleep at least three or four hours.

"You're lucky, bastard."

Al muttered and closed the car door.

Then he found the tool set in the trunk, and dialed the number of the person in charge of the local towing company in Los Angeles: "Luciano, ask your men to tow a car on Highway [-] in the direction of Chautauqua Avenue, the license plate number is It's... Ciao, I'll treat you next time!"

It's late at night, but for some in Hollywood, this night's chaos is just beginning.

A good night's sleep.

Josie changed into a Marilyn Monroe-style sweater and plaid pants after washing up. As soon as she reached the stairs of her house, she heard a strange man cursing furiously from the living room——

"You promised me to stay on set and make this movie, bastard, but what the hell are you doing?"

"FXXKU!"

"And you, you are the bastard's bodyguard, why weren't you by his side when the accident happened?"

"Yousonofabixxh!"

In the living room, Robert Downey Jr. woke up from a hangover with a splitting headache, but he could only sit on the floor of the living room with his head in his arms, letting the man in front of him point and curse at his head.

Next to him, there are two other people with similar treatment, one is a tall bodyguard, and the other is a typical Hollywood agent.

In addition, Josie's manager, Archie Dano, was also there, but he was standing aside, enjoying watching with El.

Josie, who poked her head out from the stairs, couldn't help but "ewww", then adjusted her expression, and walked down the stairs as if nothing had happened.

The kitten-heeled mules stepped on the marble floor, making knocking sounds that could not be ignored. The man immersed in anger temporarily stopped the cursing that might affect his master, and restrained his temper.

Following the prestige, I saw a blond beauty approaching, and the man's anger and indisputable bad mood because of Donnie finally eased a little bit.

He didn't use self-introduction as the opening remark, and in fact he didn't need to introduce himself, because his iconic face appeared in this year's Olympic film "Death Row Walking", and he himself is one of the contenders for this year's Oscar winner.

"Thank you, Josie. I owe you a favor." Sean Penn said.

"You're welcome, I owed Donnie once before." Josie said as she glanced at Downey, who was holding his head in his hands, "but you should really send him to a rehab facility forcibly. Completely ruined myself."

"I tried it once." Sean Penn rubbed his temples with some headaches, and then glanced at Downey, "But the day after I tied him into the Arizona rehab center, this damn bastard escaped !"

Downey, whose head was still tied with gauze, spread his hands and shouted, "Hey, the bastard you mentioned is still here, can you stop ignoring my existence?"

However, Josie and Sean Pan just frowned at the same time, and exchanged a look after looking away.

"This is a multiple-choice question, either a rehabilitation center or a prison." Josie spoke first.

"If he goes to prison—" Sean Pan seemed disapproving, "this guy's career is over."

He couldn't help but feel pity, because Downey is really a very good and talented actor, and his career is also going smoothly, except for this little "little trouble" right now.

As if she had guessed what Sean Pan was thinking, Josie spread her hands and said, "Anyway, don't you think it's just a matter of time? He has lost the most basic self-control ability now."

"Wait, what are you talking about, kid, you can't do this to me, I don't know you at all, I'm going back to work..." Downey yelled.

"She can't, but I can." Sean Pan kept his eyes fixed, frowning with a straight face, "Josie, do you have any good ideas?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted a little - he actually asked a little girl who had just grown up with such a headache?

Sean Penn subconsciously clenched his thin lips, giving up hope for an answer.

Unexpectedly, Josie's answer was very concise and clear.

"Only he can save himself." She pointed to Donnie over there, who was still trying to attract attention, "Look at him, even a few more stitches on the head won't stop him from having fun , because he is now a hopelessly rotten person."

"Who are you talking about!" Downey was dissatisfied.

"I'm talking about you, Mr. Robert Downey Jr." Josie turned her head and emphasized to Downey, "Maybe you have forgotten that you helped me once, and then there was a party where your wife was pregnant, and you And knowing how to rush home to spend time with your wife and kids—look, at least you didn't stink then."

"Excuse me, she's already the ex. Also, I seem to think of you a little bit, is that Miss Jiuqiandao, right?" Donnie clenched his fist with one hand and gave it a smack.

Josie couldn't help but gave Downey a blank look, then turned to Sean Penn and said, "To Downey, I'm actually just a stranger, and I don't have the right to dictate his life, but you As his friend, maybe I can try again to pull him back from the brink. All I can do is forget everything that happened last night, and I will give you a piece of advice by the way."

"Let's hear it?" Sean Pan looked very interested.

"Find a reputable private prison and put him in." Josie smiled sweetly, but it was very bad for Downey on the ground, "Aren't you just worried about his reputation and his own health? Is it? You should have a way to let him go to the prison to experience life under the premise of ensuring that he will not be beaten to death, right? To be honest, since no one can save him, for example, let him die once, a man should die Better to shed some blood than shed tears to repent."

Donnie yelled when he heard it: "Wow - you are too poisonous! Did I stab your dad's ass or sleep with his mistress? Why did you do this to me? Give me a reason, at least you can Let me die calmly..."

Josie shook her head, then suddenly walked up to Downey and knelt down, crossing her arms and looking at him.

Her eyes are very beautiful, but what is more intuitive is the calmness and firmness in her eyes beyond her age. She looked at Donnie as if she was looking at an unreasonable adolescent boy with adolescent problems, with a hint of a kind Arrogant mercy.

Yep, that's mercy - Fxxk!

Downey's complaints stopped abruptly, and he subconsciously avoided Josie's sight.

"Mr. Downey, don't you feel sorry for yourself?" said the terrible woman with such unspeakable truth, "betrayed, lost—to endure such great pain and suffering, just for these things , can you really be happy instead of sad? Why can't you live more like a human being than a lowly, incompetent wretch?"

Downey was slightly taken aback.

In fact, his wife could no longer bear all this, chose to separate from him, and took away their son Indio.

During his short waking hours, it's not that he didn't think about stopping all of this, but his whole world, his whole life, was habitually pushing him forward, making him unable to control himself or extricate himself, and could only indulge in illusions among.

A trace of hidden loneliness appeared in his eyes.

However, such an insignificant feeling only lasted for a very short moment. He twitched the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and resumed that cynical, even slightly oily smile, and said quite indifferently: "So what? My life Like a derailed train, it is driving vigorously to a place that I don’t even know. Sometimes there are occasional birds and flowers outside, but most of them are only dark tunnels with no end in sight. The meaning of my life is to wait for it to stop by itself—— Then, boom!"

He just sat there and laughed loudly as he spoke, as if he had heard something extremely interesting, but after a while his mood began to sink, and he lowered his head and folded his arms and sobbed softly.

Josie frowned, obviously seeing that Downey's state was very abnormal.

Al came up behind her and said quietly, "He may be addicted, you'd better let Sean Penn tie him up and take him away."

After speaking, he glanced at the dark-faced Sean Pan.

As if sensing their concerns, the other party nodded and said, "We'll take him away now."

"El, get the safety rope." Josie reminded.

Sean Penn thanked Downey lightly, stepped forward and patted Downey on the shoulder, and told him, "Bob, I think her suggestion is very feasible."

"No, Sean, I don't want to—" Downey suddenly raised his head, with frantic pleading in his voice, his red eyes rolling around, "I still have to work on the set! You know, I still have to work!"

"You have been fired." Sean Pan said flatly.

"No! It's impossible. I'm Robert Downey Jr., I'm a genius, the youngest Oscar nominee..."

However, no matter what Downey said, his good friend, Sean Penn, who was one of the few who could restrain him, clearly believed Josie's suggestion, and planned to actually implement it.

He heard Sean Penn sigh, and he slid his hand hard, grabbing his arm without any rejection.

"Bob, I'm just informing you, not asking for your permission." Sean Penn winked at the bodyguard he had brought, and the latter strode forward, skillfully took over and held him hostage. Downey who wanted to escape.

At this moment, El handed over the safety rope that he had just brought, and the two worked together to quickly tie Donnie firmly, and blocked his chattering mouth by the way.

After finishing all this, Sean Pan gave Josie a rather complicated look, and said to her: "Tomorrow night we have a middle school alumni meeting, starting at 8:30, in the Oasis Courtyard of the Hilton Hotel in Beverly Hills, you must come."

"us"……?

There is something interesting about this word.

By the way, the three Hollywood stars in this living room, in a normal sense, did go to the same Santa Monica Middle School, including Robert Downey Jr. who was tied up on the ground.

Josie keenly grasped this subtle word, and replied with a smile: "Thank you for your invitation, Sean, I will definitely be there."

Sean Penn returned her a slightly stiff smile, then turned around to deal with the other two guys who were responsible for last night's accident.