v2 Chapter 427： Shooting

"Jesse, I just suspect that you have been deceived by others."

Holding coffee cups in both hands, Michelle Rodriguez looked like a sister, "You'd better go back and ask, Christopher Rockencourt really has a problem."

"How is this possible... how is this possible..."

Neither willing to believe nor dare to believe these words, Jessica Alba was desperate, "What you said will not be true, what you said is definitely not true."

The smile on the corner of Michel Rodriguez’s mouth was fleeting. Just a moment ago, Jessica Alba was proud to show off the heroine of the so-called super masterpiece in front of her like a princess. Become a pheasant hiding in a dark corner and dare not face reality.

At the beginning, she also competed for the heroine of the film, but was snatched by Jessica Alba who suddenly came in. Michele Rodriguez kept this in mind.

She threw a heavyweight bomb without hesitation, "Don't forget, I also invested half a million dollars in your project. Do I want to see this thing is fake?"

"Also, the news I got comes from Duke Rosenberg and Frank Pearson. Duke found someone to investigate him when he was negotiating with Christopher Rockencourt..."

5∽,

Jessica Alba's two eyebrows drooped, her sweet face was completely replaced by a cry of mourning. She didn't know how she left the cafe, and how did she drive back to Christopher Rowe. Concourt rented house.

Now, she only has one thought, to question that bastard!

Opened the door, Jessica Alba walked in, Christopher Rockencourt was sitting on the sofa leisurely sipping red wine, as in high spirits as usual. It seems that that big project can really be realized.

"Hey, my dear." Christopher Rockencourt saw Jessica Alba walk in desperately. "Didn't you make an appointment for coffee? You came back so soon?"

Hearing her boyfriend's words, Jessica Alba suddenly woke up, cheered up, walked over and sat opposite Christopher Rockencourt. Looking at him straight.

"What's the matter?" Christopher Rockencourt was a little confused.

Jessica Alba stabilized her mind, her face gradually changed to a questioning look, "Are you really going to make a super masterpiece?"

Christopher Rockencourt's surprised eyes were fleeting, but he still remained calm enough, "Dear, haven't you been participating?"

Isn't this stupid woman aware of something?

He immediately asked again, "What happened, Jesse?"

"You still lie to me!" Jessica Alba stood up suddenly, "Duke Rosenberg has asked someone to check your old days!"

"What?" Christopher Rockencourt could no longer remain calm. He stood up immediately, he almost jumped over and grabbed Jessica Alba on the shoulder, "What did you say?"

"you liar!"

With Christopher Rockencourt unsuspecting, Jessica Alba raised his arms and slapped his face with a crisp sound, "You despicable liar!"

Christopher Rockencourt was stunned first, and then reacted. He slapped the opponent's face with a slap in his hand. Jessica Alba staggered and fell onto the sofa.

She looked at Christopher Rockencourt bitterly, "You dare to hit me? You're done! Duke Rosenberg has discovered your true face, those investors will not let you go!"

Hearing these words, Christopher Rockencourt no longer needs to confirm, he glanced at Jessica Alba. Without any hesitation, he strode towards the study.

He is very clear about how serious the things he has done revealed, and those in the past...

If those people call the police, he will be caught. He will face the angry faces of countless celebrities. What will happen to him then?

Entering the study, took out the suitcase that had been prepared a long time ago, Christopher Rockencourt opened the safe and put a few passports and a large amount of cash into the suitcase.

But within a minute, a tall figure appeared in the study.

"You can't go!" Jessica Alba held a cell phone and blocked the entrance of the study. "I invested 1.5 million US dollars in your project and also used two properties for a mortgage. Don't think about it. go away!"

Christopher Rockencourt ignored her at all, just packed the suitcase.

He must leave as soon as possible. If he moves quickly, he might be able to transfer the bait funds from the accountant he worked with. Although he did not get Duke Rosenberg’s huge sum of money, it was tens of millions. The dollar also allows him to live comfortably.

"Have you heard?" Jessica Alba shouted again, "Return my money to me, or I will call the police!"

Christopher Rockencourt closed his suitcase, stood up slowly, and looked at Jessica Alba’s eyes full of mockery, "You can call the police. Honey, don’t forget, most of the investment is yours. The one who accompanies me has also helped me persuade many people. From a legal point of view, you are my accomplice..."

"You..." Jessica Alba stared at him, but the hand holding the phone dropped slowly, and she murmured, "I won't let you go, I won't let it go. your."

"Huh..." Christopher Rockencourt sneered, seeming to want to vent the nausea accumulated over the past few days, "I am a liar, but what good thing are you? Sex, sickness, cheating, Promiscuity, drug use...Ha, there are a few people in Hollywood who have contracted sexually or ills like you. As long as I think of sleeping with you, I will feel sick!"

Speaking of this, Christopher Rockencourt forcibly suppressed the feeling of retching, no longer concealing his disgusting eyes, strode towards the door where Jessica Alba was, preparing to escape Los Angeles as soon as possible.

Having been in Hollywood for ten years, he knows that in this country, money often represents power. Now that his identity is exposed, he offends a big man with a net worth of at least one billion dollars!

"Get out of the way!" He walked to the door blocked by Jessica Alba and said coldly.

"You can't go!"

All his net worth is weighed on the so-called big project. Of course Jessica Alba would not let him go like this, reaching out and grabbing the suitcase that Christopher Rockencourt was holding in his left hand.

Christopher Rockencourt’s eyes flashed fiercely, resisting the nausea, grabbed the long brown hair, and slammed it into the study. Jessica Alba let out a scream, her hands unconsciously He loosened his suitcase and hugged his head.

"I can't help!" Christopher Rockencourt said coldly, grabbing Jessica Alba's neck with one hand and pushing her into the room.

The difference in strength between men and women is obvious, Jessica Alba staggered forward a few steps, tripped again by the carpet, and fell heavily to the ground, her head accidentally hit the wooden On the clothes rack, the fiery pain made her dizzy, and she felt a puff of liquid slip from her head to the tip of her nose.

She stretched out her hand and wiped it, her hand was blood red.

"Disgusting woman!"

At this time, Christopher Rockencourt's voice came from the direction of the door, and the other party's body had already turned over. Jessica Alba was deceived and beaten and scolded, and the final sanity completely disappeared.

She touched her hand to the back of her body, which was the last preparation she had deliberately got before coming to the study.

Jessica Alba took out a women's revolver from her back waist, pointed it at Christopher Rockencourt, and pulled the trigger as she did when she went to the gun club to practice...

"Bang...bang...bang..."

The crisp shots sounded three times in succession, but Jessica Alba’s wrist strength was obviously insufficient. She was aiming at Christopher Rockencourt’s back, but the first shot hit him in the shoulder, and the second shot. I don't know where he flew, the third shot hit him in the butt...

With the sound of the gunshots, Jessica Alba's accumulated anger instantly vented, and Christopher Rockencourt's painful howling lying on the ground also reminded her of what she had just done.

"Good Lord..."

The anger disappeared, and panic once again occupied the delicate face. Jessica Alba quickly dropped the revolver and looked at Christopher Rockencourt, who was wailing in a pool of blood, and wondered what to do next.

The gunshot awakened not only Jessica Alba, but also a neighbor not far away. The neighbor immediately called the police. This is the famous Beverly Hills. However, a few minutes later, a patrol car stopped at Jie. In front of the house where Sika Alba and Christopher Rockencourt rented.

The two patrol officers cautiously went in to check the scene and immediately called for medical assistance. When the ambulance arrived and stopped the bleeding of Christopher Rockencourt, the former Hollywood figure had fallen into a coma.

"He is a liar! He deceived everyone in Hollywood!"

In the face of the police’s questioning, Jessica Alba experienced too much excitement in a day and was already a little hysterical, "It was me who fired, and that gun is mine! I want to kill him! I must kill. This liar!"

Some news spread very quickly in the circle. At a later time, Frank Pearson had received news about Jessica Alba shooting her boyfriend, and then made several phone calls.

Christopher Rockencourt's glorious Hollywood career has come to an end. Even if he recovers from his injuries, he is waiting for the anger of countless Hollywood celebrities. The huge amount of fraud is enough to keep him in prison for a long time. (To be continued...)

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