Rebirth In Hollywood

Autumn in Australia is slightly cool and cool in the autumn, the sky in Queensland is high and quiet, the fresh air is mixed with a faint fragrance, the tall eucalyptus trees are still lush and lush, and the sun shines through the tree gaps like a carpet. There is no barrenness on the grass, only emerald green and golden yellow, as beautiful as an oil painting.

The green lake water, purple lavender, and pink hydrangea add some gorgeous colors to the already gorgeous picture of the farm.

With a small yawn, Tyler walked downstairs and just entered the living room when he heard Nicole's questioning.

"Honey, you slept for eleven hours." Nicole, who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, turned her head, "This is the third day!"

"I'm going to be jet-lagged."

Tie his blond curls into a ponytail as he walked, Tyler slumped on the back of Nicole's sofa, glanced at the magazine, and asked, "Where's Ryan? Isn't he still sounding asleep?"

"We're picking guns in the warehouse with George and the others."

Hearing Nicole's words, Tyler stood up, walked to the shoe cabinet, and put on high riding boots, "I'll go take a look."

After saying that, he ran out.

The huge warehouse was brightly lit, and the hound Gru was lying at the door, with a pair of black eyes, curiously looking at Ryan and others standing by the cabinet.

Dozens of well-maintained shotguns lay quietly in the glass cabinet. Tom Hanks, Leonardo DiCaprio and Drew Barrymore, who were invited to come along, slowly walked away from the gun cabinet. Walk slowly to pick your favorite shotgun.

"I heard that your marksmanship is very good, and you have hit a buck?" Tom Hanks stopped, opened the cupboard in front of him, and took out an old-fashioned double-barreled shotgun, "Ryan, can you teach me your experience? "

"His marksmanship?" Drew chose a small-caliber shotgun. While examining carefully, he exposed Ryan's old bottom line, "Should he be covered up? I've seen him shoot targets in Harvey's clubhouse, and the results..."

She deliberately sighed forcefully and shook her head.

"Drew is right." Leonardo crossed his arms and walked past the two of them. "In terms of marksmanship, I am much better than Ryan. Let's have a try this time."

"No need to compare!"

After the inspection, Ryan assembled his shotgun and pointed to everyone in the warehouse.

"First place must be George."

"George doesn't count." Leonardo looked at the silent Mr. Bodyguard, "How can we compare to a professional like George."

"Then let's compare." The door of the warehouse was pushed open from the outside, and Tyler strode in, first bent down and touched Gru's head, then said, "Leon, I'm definitely better than you. Lots of prey."

"Honey, can you use a gun?" Tom Hanks asked with a smile.

In some North American states where hunting is prevalent, teenagers hunting with guns abound. Occasionally, the media also broke the news that some fur children hunted bears.

"Yes..." Tyler shrugged at Big Tom, "When I came here last year, although I studied for a while, but..."

She made a recoil pose. When everyone laughed, they patted the head of the hound sitting at her feet, "I have Gru, and Gru has many men. They all listen to me."

As if in response to Tyler, Gru let out a cooperative cry.

"Well, I'll compare with you. Tyler." Leonardo put the shotgun on his shoulder, "Just this afternoon, see if your hound catches more prey, or my shotgun is more powerful!"

"Okay." Tyler laughed until his eyes were almost gone, "If you lose, Leon, when I release the record, you have to cheer for me for free and be a backup dancer!"

"No problem." Leonardo nodded without hesitation.

"poor guy."

Drew sighed, Ryan shook his head with a smile, Tom Hanks patted Leonardo on the shoulder as he walked out of the warehouse, "You've been fooled."

"Why do you say that?"

Seeing everyone walking out, Leonardo quickly followed. He was here for the first time. He was puzzled and asked Ryan, "Am I going to lose to this kid Tyler?"

"Don't forget, you are comparing numbers."

Receiving the shotgun bullets handed by George, Ryan gave him a sympathetic look, "There are far more hares on the farm than wild deer. The hounds Gru brought are good hares hunters."

"So, Leon." Tyler turned around and beckoned to him, "When I release the record, be a guest."

When they returned to the living room, Nicole had already changed into her hunting outfit, and the horses and off-road vehicles were ready. Several people who were good at horseback riding chose horses, the fat Tom Hanks and Leonardo DiCape. The three of Leo chose off-road vehicles.

"I'll prepare a bonfire and wait for you to come back." Lisa, who came here together, said to the person on the horse.

"Lisa!"

Since last year, Taylor has not needed anyone to take care of her horse. She rode to Brigo, who was transported here, and shouted to the housekeeper, "Get ready to make hare soup!"

After speaking, shaking the reins of the horse, Brigo was the first to run out, and George followed after riding a black horse, followed by more than a dozen hounds headed by Gru.

"Let's go too." Ryan looked at Nicole, chased after him, and shouted to the three people in the car when the off-road vehicle passed him and Nicole, "Everyone, see you tonight!"

The heavy horse hooves smashed the grass, the barking of the hounds broke the tranquility of the farm, and the gunshots from the front indicated that the off-road vehicle rushing in front had already encountered its prey...

Ryan and Nicole parked beside a large field of harvested racehorse fodder, and the off-road pickup that followed them kept a distance of hundreds of feet so as not to disturb their prey too much.

This large field is hundreds of feet long, connected to a hill covered with woods in front, and an artificial creek more than 20 feet wide to the left. At this time, except for a few haystacks and low grass roots, it can be seen at a glance. Look to the end.

Gathering a few horses, Ryan walked forward. A few dozen feet away, Taylor led a pack of hounds, carrying a small-caliber shotgun, and stood beside George, observing the situation ahead with military binoculars.

"Dear, have you found the prey?" Nicole put the cowboy hat buttoned behind her on her head.

"The hares on the farm are about to flood." Ryan squatted down and looked at the grass roots that were obviously gnawed. "If we make money from this farm, we will definitely hate these hares and wild deer."

"Gru!"

Taylor suddenly pointed to a place and whistled, and more than a dozen hounds rushed out like arrows from the string. When their wild barking sounded, a fat hare ran out from behind the grass roots and fled. .

These hounds headed by Gru have all undergone strict training. In the past six months, they have also experienced countless battles with hares on the farm. They are experienced and know how to deal with these cunning rabbits.

Some of the hounds chased after them, some flanked them from both sides, and a few others, such as Gru, accelerated their speed and ran to the front to intercept them.

There was no suspense, just a few minutes later, Gru ran back with the hare in his mouth, and Taylor took out a small piece of jerky to reward the guys who contributed.

The farm staff took away the hare behind, and Ryan and the others continued to walk forward.

"boom!"

There was another gunshot from a long distance away.

"It's Big Tom and the others." Tyler picked up the binoculars and looked, "It doesn't seem like they hit anything."

This farm, after Nicole's investment, has a total area of ​​more than 30,000 acres. In addition to some areas that have been developed into farmland, there are also large areas of wasteland, woods and hills. These places are protected by relevant regulations, but Many of the animals that live there are the scourge of the farm.

The four of them walked towards the sparse woods with a slight distance apart, and their thick riding boots stepped on the yellow leaves on the ground, making a slight cracking sound.

"Shh!"

Not far from entering the woods, George leaned against a sturdy eucalyptus tree and raised his finger at Ryan and others. A dozen hounds immediately fell down and prepared to attack.

The rustling sound of hoofs stepping on fallen leaves suddenly sounded, and it was getting closer and closer. Looking through the gaps in the woods, I could vaguely see some animals running fast, as if there were natural enemies chasing behind them.

Australia does not have large carnivores in the wild, these are obviously wild deer and are hardly threatened by natural animals.

"It was Tom and the others who started the deer." Ryan grabbed the telescope from Tyler's hand, looked at it, and said, "They should have passed fifty feet to our left, gentlemen and ladies. Guys, it's time to show your marksmanship."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nicole and Taylor had already taken down their respective shotguns, quickly loaded bullets, and found a suitable shooting position.

George leaned against the eucalyptus tree, listening intently to the sound of the deer running, "Twenty seconds later, it's the most suitable shooting distance."

One strode to the edge of another eucalyptus tree. Relying on the tree, Ryan raised his gun and aimed straight ahead, ready to shoot at any time.

The difficulty this time was a bit big. Although the speed of the deer herd had obviously dropped from the sound of running, it was also a moving target.

About 20 adult deer appeared in the field of vision. They were obviously very familiar with this forest. They jumped flexibly and were not restricted by the sparse trees at all. It was these guys and their kind who had eaten them in the past two years. more than 2 million Australian dollars for the farm.

"Shoot!" George shouted, pulling the trigger first.

Later, Ryan also fired two shots in a row, shooting out the ammunition in the gun chamber, and the guns of Nicole and Taylor on the other side also smoked.

"Gru!"

Taylor whistled again, and a dozen hounds rushed out frantically. The wild deer, frightened by the gunshots, fled in all directions. Among the trees, several of them could be seen lying on the ground. (To be continued..) ()