America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz

Strip asked, "That many tricks? Even better than you?"

Nicholson recalled an incident, "Leo, Martin, and I attended Heidi Klum's bachelor party. The prank Martin pulled off got everyone so hyped up that Heidi Klum herself invited him to her wedding, ready to go all out..."

Strip found it outrageous, "They wouldn't get into some scandal, would they?"

"Who knows," Nicholson said. "Are we there yet?"

Strip pointed ahead, "Right here."

It was a leaning tree, still alive, but with a sunken patch where the bark was missing, exposing the trunk that was as polished and smooth as the Wall Street Bull.

Not far away, Bale and Blanchett stopped, hiding behind a tree, rustling as they threw their clothes off like the two before.

On the edge of the woods, a blonde girl from the "Atonement" crew wandered like a ghost.

Silsa Ronan, with her blonde hair tied in a ponytail and a digital camera around her neck, used the cover of the trees to look for the wild mandarin ducks.

In her spare time from acting, she often played here for fun.

Moving from the interior to the periphery, Silsa suddenly heard footsteps and quickly hid behind a large pine tree to sneak a peek.

Two men wearing sunglasses and carrying long bags were walking towards her.

At just one glance, Silsa recognized them.

Leonardo and Martin Davis.

Why were these two here? Silsa, having lingered in this place for many days, naturally knew what this area was famous for and couldn't help but start speculating.

Entering the edge of the woods, Leonardo glanced at the sparse pines and asked, "It's a big area, how do we search?"

"No need to search carefully, we'll just bomb aimlessly," Martin said, unzipping his backpack, taking out a steel pipe as thick as a wrist, and giving instructions, "Leo, you'll be the loader!"

Leonardo also opened his pack, full of firecrackers with fuses.

The steel pipe in Martin's hands had two handles welded on the bottom and a thinner steel tube on top, resembling a scope.

Leonardo asked, "Homemade? Could it blow up in our faces?"

Martin bragged to the skies, "I crafted it with Old Cloth by hand. It's cheap, sturdy, durable, and temperamental!"

They both knew Nicholson well; the old man played rather tame games when he was with Meryl Streep, more relaxed and gentle. Even if things got rowdy, it would just be a scare.

That's why in New York, they dared to scare people with firecrackers.

"This is just a cheap homemade RPG, isn't it?" Leonardo said. "You enjoy it first; I want to fire a few shots later."

"No problem," Martin replied, pointing to the firecrackers in his bag. "Get ready."

Leonardo took out a cigarette and lighter he had prepared earlier, took a step back to light up, picked up a firecracker, and prepared to ignite it.

Martin warned, "Buddy, be careful not to put the cigarette in — the firecracker goes in the tube."

Looking down, Leonardo realized what would happen if he put that thing in his mouth...

Click—

There was a faint sound in the distance. Martin, ever vigilant, recognized it as the sound of a camera shutter. Thinking a paparazzo had infiltrated, he swung the barrel around and shouted, "Who's there? Come out now, or I'm going to shoot!"

There was no response.

Martin gave Leonardo a look, "Leo, ready the ammo!"

"Wait, don't shoot!" Silsa was uncertain about what Martin had in his hands, but having heard their discussion about blowbacks and RPGs, she felt scared by the thick barrel and rushed out, "I was just curious, coming here to look around."

Martin remembered her; he had seen her a few times in the restaurant, an actress from the crew of "Atonement."

As she approached, he asked, "Who are you? What do you do?"

The girl's eyes darted around.

As a professional at lying, Martin saw through her immediately, pointing at her camera, "I've seen you before, don't make me go to the crew to find you."

Silsa could only be honest, "I'm Silsa Ronan, an actress."

Martin held out his hand, "Give me the camera."

Silsa, feeling aggrieved but cooperative, handed the camera over to Martin, who passed it to Leonardo. He looked through it and deleted the photos of him and Martin.

Martin removed the camera battery, "Don't wander off, don't snap pictures randomly."

Silsa took back her camera, nodding hurriedly, and sat down next to Martin, "I'll just stay here, not going anywhere."

Martin glanced at Leonardo, "Let's start."

Leo took a drag from his cigarette, picked up a firecracker, and ignited the noticeably lengthened fuse. Before stuffing it into the barrel, he took a special look to avoid putting it in his mouth later.

Once sure, he stuffed the firework into the barrel.

Martin didn't know the exact location of the old rascal but was familiar with several hot spots where he might be. He immediately turned the barrel around, tilting it upwards.

Silsa covered her ears.

A muffled 'thud' sounded, and Martin felt the steel pipe vibrate slightly as the custom firecracker soared out.

The next moment, the firework hit the pine branches over 60 meters ahead and exploded on impact.

Boom—

A pink smoke billowed up.

The studio housed many film crews. Similar explosions were common and didn't draw attention.

Martin shouted, "Load up! Fire!"

Just as Martin spoke, Leonardo had already ignited another firework, quickly stuffing it into the barrel.