America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz

Who is the most efficient in the face of such a grave shooting incident?

The ambulance had just left the scene and LAPD was still figuring out the specifics, while a large number of media and paparazzi had already sped back to their outlets or were contacting buyers.

While LAPD and FBI were tussling over the case and vying for custody of the two wounded criminals, dozens of media outlets had already blanketed the airwaves with coverage of the news.

TMZ was still the quickest to react, broadcasting the raw, unedited footage taken by their reporter straight to air.

The headline was crisp and clear.

"Martin Davis attacked by several armed criminals; wipes out attackers with bodyguards!"

The instant the video was published, TMZ's editor-in-chief highlighted it as a top story on their homepage!

The editor-in-chief personally called the elite Jody Team and demanded they go all in on covering the incident.

In Atlanta, inside CNN's newsroom, prime time news director Nina was directing a live news broadcast when her assistant hurried in and whispered something in her ear.

"Really?" Nina said, quickly taking off her headset and asking.

"Our contact bought the video and sent it over immediately, I just went through it, no mistake," said the assistant.

He added, "TMZ has already posted another video on their website taken by a different reporter, those bastards are too fast."
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Nina quickly scanned the video and ordered, "Interrupt our current broadcast, immediately run the video of Martin Davis exchanging gunfire with the criminals, prime time news will follow up on the latest developments 24/7, on a rolling basis!"

The director took the storage disk away.

Nina then said, "Notify our news team in Los Angeles, forget about following Guanhai and his entourage — focus all efforts on this story."

Someone made the call to the Los Angeles team right away.

As CNN began airing Martin's video, other news channels like Warner Television Network, Fox, ABC, and NBC, all interrupted their programs and switched to Martin's video news.

In a short period of time, the video of Martin battling the armed criminals went viral across America.

The incident exploded in a public space, and because Cartier had announced in advance that Martin would be shooting a commercial at Santa Monica Old Pier, many entertainment reporters and paparazzi had gathered there, filming related videos.

Besides, there were at least a hundred eyewitnesses.

At Santa Monica Pier, both LAPD and FBI had collected videos and were questioning witnesses.

The perimeter of the pier had turned into a media frenzy.

The number of frantic reporters surging in was greater than LAPD on the scene. Any witness or anyone who captured relevant photos or videos was a hot topic for them.

A few reporters surrounded an incessantly chattering tourist and snapped away furiously.

"I was less than thirty meters from the attack, saw it all clearly," said the tourist, spitting with excitement. "The four attackers got out of that Ford van, trying to kidnap Martin, and with just a few moves..."

His kicking foot nearly hit a reporter in the groin, and his swinging fist almost smacked another in the eye, "He floored all those bastards! Cleaner and more efficient than Bourne, way too strong! Martin really is the best!"

The reporters nodded in agreement.

The tourist continued, "Then another dozen or so armed criminals appeared, and Martin grabbed a gun from the kidnapper's vehicle and engaged them in a shootout, taking out a dozen by himself!"

A reporter questioned, "But looking at the video, didn't he take out just five or six?"

"That's because the camera didn't catch everything!" The tourist was convinced he was right, and everyone else was wrong. "I saw Martin take down a dozen armed criminals with my own eyes, how could I have seen it wrong?"

And he did not stop there; he emphasized, "Out of all the actors in the world, definitely no one fights better than Martin!"

Although the reporters were skeptical about the dozen gunmen, they unreservedly agreed with his last statement.

Not too far on another side, several Martin fans wearing red cultural shirts were also being interviewed by journalists.

"Martin is just too strong!" one of the brown-haired youngsters exclaimed. "He alone went from the outskirts of the pier to the seaside in the touring area, clearing out all the armed desperados, taking down about..."

He turned to his friends, "Nearly twenty guys, right?"

Another ardent fan of Martin, with worshipful eyes, claimed, "It seemed like there were over thirty."

"No! No! I counted carefully, and there were at least forty!"

This time, the fans who witnessed the event, as well as the members of the Cola Cult, only had eyes for Martin.

Martin, capable of anything!

But fans were not only talking about this.

In front of NBC cameras, tears streamed down the faces of a dozen movie fans who said with red eyes, "Martin fought his way out to save us! He was shouting at us to leave quickly, to get away, saying the desperadoes were after him and we'd be safe if we stayed away from him."

Another person added, "It was probably his yelling that gave away his position, leading to the attack by numerous gunmen; otherwise, he could have just hidden."

A girl picked up the thread, "Martin saved us!"

Yet another person said, "Martin was injured trying to save us, and we still don't know his condition. You should reach out to the hospitals to ensure they do everything they can to save Martin!"

More red culture shirts gathered around: "Martin must be saved!"

The reporters realized that even bigger news might break out at the hospital.

It would be best if Martin died, to make a great contribution to the news industry!

One of them turned and ran off, another followed, asking, "Which hospital was Martin taken to?"

The person in front saw it was their own photojournalist and replied, "UCLA Medical Center!"

At the same time, many people drove to the medical center, including media journalists, movie fans, and people from LAPD and FBI.

These two groups had basically figured out the true story from the videos, eyewitnesses, and the injured bandit, and needed to reach an agreement on the story with Martin.

"This bastard Martin won't be in trouble, right?"

Having been questioned by LAPD and FBI, Leonardo sat in a car and asked Nicholson, "The bastard owes me a lot; he can't die!"

Nicholson took out his sunglasses and put them on, full of coolness, pointed towards Bruce not far away, and said with a hoarse voice, "Look at Old Cloth all calm over there, does Martin look like he's in trouble?"

Just about twenty meters away, Bruce accompanied by a lawyer in a hurry, was cooperating with FBI and LAPD in a composed manner.

Leonardo was relieved, let out a breath, and said, "After all these years, including Toby, no one has moved me quite like Martin."

With the danger passed, and his strained throat slightly better, Nicholson mouthed off, "What, have you taken a fancy to Martin? That's not good; Martin is a super scumbag... no, wait, you're a scumbag too. What will happen when two scumbags like you get together?"

Leonardo didn't entertain his nonsense and said, "Martin stands by his word."

"No shit, if you and Martin didn't stand by your word, would I hang out with you?" Nicholson said, "The bastard Martin let us run for our lives when he was in danger, so I staked my old life to warn him where the gunman was."

Leonardo said, "I saved you, too! Could you have run that fast without me pulling you?"

Nicholson thought about it and realized it was true, then said, "To repay you for saving my life, I've decided to marry Lorraine off to you, without a prenup."

Leonardo was furious, almost to the point of spitting blood.

Seeing quite a few reporters appear in front, Nicholson pulled Leonardo and said, "It's our time to shine."

Leonardo followed him towards the crowd, "How do we shine?"

"Just follow my lead." Nicholson stepped outside the police line.

A dozen reporters swarmed over.

"Jack, were you with Martin at the time of the incident?"

"Can you tell us what exactly happened?"

"Did Martin yell for you guys to get away from him quickly?"

Hearing these chaotic questions, Nicholson raised his hand to hush them until it quieted down, then said, "Suddenly the attackers appeared, Martin was in front, Leo and I were behind, Martin quickly took down the thugs, then told us to run while he covered us."

A reporter sneered, "And you just ran like that?"

"Of course not, Leo and I called the police, then climbed to a vantage point in the pier area." Nicholson pointed to the roof of the management office building, "From there, we coordinated with Martin, mainly me locating the thugs and directing Martin to attack, and together we took down a dozen armed bandits!"

Leonardo was stunned, in terms of thickness of face, shamelessness, and causing trouble, he was truly no match for Nicholson.

The boss truly deserved to be the boss.

At that moment a reporter said, "Didn't you see the videos? There are videos shot by many people that have Jack's shouting."

Nicholson pointed to his throat, "Do you hear how my voice has changed? It's because I had to shout loudly to direct Martin, using all my strength, resulting in a strained vocal cord."

A reporter commented, "Jack, you really are as formidable as ever!"

Nicholson laughed heartily, more gleefully than if Lorraine and Leonardo got married without a prenup.

Another reporter spotted Leonardo and asked, "Leo, what did you do?"

Leonardo couldn't say that he ran a 100 meters in 11 seconds, could he? That would sound like he ran away.

He had a brainwave, "Jack's getting old, his eyesight isn't too good, but he's got a loud enough voice, you've all heard it at Lakers' home games. So, I was responsible for spotting the position of the armed thugs, and Jack used his loud voice to direct Martin."

Nicholson's surprised look was hidden behind his sunglasses, thinking how did he manage to piggyback on that?

Leonardo put his arm around Nicholson's shoulder and said, "Martin led the assault up front, while Jack and I did observation and command from behind. Together, the three of us took down those armed bandits."

Nicholson said with a smile, "Leo's right, but I must make it clear, Martin is the key, because in the whole of Hollywood, only he has such outstanding action capability!"

Leonardo nodded, "Martin's strength is beyond your imagination!"

"Alright, that's enough, Leo and I are going to see Martin at the hospital." Nicholson walked on, called his own stretched Lincoln, and headed for the medical center.

A large group of reporters followed behind.