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On the withered and yellow grass roots, the gray body was still twitching, but at the front of the body, it was impossible to see that it was the rabbit's head. In the bloody ball, red liquid kept flowing out, and there were some white things.

Just a glance, Carey Mulligan remembered the pig intestines he had touched. He felt something surge up and immediately bent down and made a sound of dry retching.

Murphy threw away the gun, bent down and reached out to block Carrey Mulligan's eyes. He touched his other hand behind him, took the kettle and handed it to her, "Drink some water."

Carey Mulligan turned around, turned his back to the hare, took the kettle and took a sip, and then felt better.

"I... it's okay." She said she didn't look back at anything.

"Wow..." Margaret's crisp voice sounded next to it, with amazement, "Can you catch prey like this?"

Murphy turned his head, Margaret led the hound Bob, and stood next to the extremely miserable hare, tilting his head and looking curiously for a while, as if he was very accustomed to such a scene.

"Okay!" she laughed, "This is our first gain today!"

Margaret bent down and grabbed the hare's hind leg and picked it up. She looked at her completely smashed head, shook her head gently, and came to Murphy, "Can you give it to me?"

The bloody smell was a bit pungent. Murphy saw Carey Mulligan pinch his nose and waved his hand casually, "It's yours, Maggie."

"Thank you." Margaret smiled sweetly, turned to look at her hound, "Bob, you have lunch."

As she said that, she threw the hare on the ground in front of the hound, and Bob immediately rushed on.

Afraid of irritating Carrey Mulligan again, Murphy quickly blocked her and the Hound and walked away a little.

It was twenty feet away from there, and then he looked back and saw Margaret standing beside him, watching the hound biting food and swallowing the bloody rabbit meat.

Perhaps it was a training for farm life, this girl was very brave and wild enough.

After a while, Carrey Mulligan gradually recovered. Murphy asked her, Carrey Mulligan nodded slightly and continued the hunting.

The four of them walked slowly towards the sparse woods, with Murphy and David Robbie's thick leather boots stomping on the yellow leaves on the ground, making slight cracking sounds.

"Shh!"

After walking thousands of feet forward, David Robbie stopped, leaned behind an eucalyptus tree, and raised his finger at Murphy, who also hid behind the eucalyptus tree next to him. Carey Mulligan and Margaret took a lighter pace.

The rustling sound of the hooves stomping the fallen leaves suddenly sounded, and it got closer and closer. Murphy stretched out his head and looked through the gaps in the woods, and could see some animals jogging.

There are no wild large predators in Australia, which are obviously wild deer and are almost unthreatened by animals in nature.

"Is it the group just now?" Murphy asked in a low voice.

David Robbie shook his head, "It should be another group."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murphy took off the hunting rifle and quickly loaded the bullets. He looked at the wild deer that was getting slower and slower, looking for the right shooting position...

David Robbie leaned against the eucalyptus and stared at the other side. After seeing the deer stop completely, he picked up the hunting rifle and pointed it at the other side.

With one big stride, Murphy leaned on the trunk of the tree, aimed directly in front of him, ready to shoot at any time.

About twenty adult deer appeared in his sight. They were obviously very familiar with the woods, and were flexibly looking for food.

"Shoot!" David Robbie shouted and pulled the trigger first.

Then, Murphy and Carey Mulligan fired two shots in a row, firing out the ammunition in the chamber.

"Bob!"

Margaret whistled again, and the hound rushed out frantically. The wild deer frightened by the gunshots ran away in scattered ways. Beneath the woods, one of them could be seen tilting to the ground.

"I hit! I hit!" Carrey Mulligan almost jumped up with excitement, "I hit!"

"Good fight!" David Robbie raised his thumbs up at her.

Margaret looked at it squintedly, "Great luck."

Carey Mulligan smiled extremely happily, but he would not tell anyone that she was aiming at the doe, but hitting the doe.

She was about to follow Margaret to check her prey, but Murphy was pulled by her, "Let's wait here."

Murphy didn't want her to see those bloody scenes anymore. Carey Mulligan hesitated for a moment, but stopped.

"I'll drive the car to the woods." David Robbie explained, turning around and heading towards the way he came.

Standing with Carrey Mulligan, Murphy did not go to see the prey, only Margaret followed Bob, stood in front of a pair of vaguely visible antlers, and kicked the deer in the head with boredom.

When the sun was about to sink into the horizon, the off-road pickup was running from outside to the farm with the roar of the motor. The excited barking of the hound and the faint smell of blood showed that the line was rewarding a lot.

The darkness swallowed up the light, and the clear night sky was dotted with starlight. Below the stars, a large bonfire burned in the open space in front of the farm, reflecting half of the sky red.

A large grill and temporary stove were set up at the edge of the campfire. The chefs and helpers in the farmland used the game they harvested in the afternoon to cook delicious food, including barbecue, potato stewed venison, rabbit soup and other dishes, and were delivered to Murphy and others one after another.

"cheers."

Murphy clinked glasses with David Robbie next to him, drank a big sip of beer, and talked about some topics about the movie. Carey Mulligan next to him sat on Margaret's left hand, constantly whispering.

"Let you eat our crops!" Margaret held a knife and cursed while peeling the flesh on a roasted rabbit's leg, "I want to eat all of you! Eat all of you!"

Carey Mulligan grabbed a kebab and ate it in a very gentle stutter, "Maggie, hares are flooding here, how many can you eat?"

Margaret's knife was inserted viciously into the rabbit's legs in the baking tray, and turned around and asked, "What can I do?"

Australia's rabbit disaster is world-famous, and there is no good solution.

"Is there no good solution?" Carey Mulligan pinched his small, oily chin, thought for a while, and came up with a very unreliable idea, "Can you poison them and kill them all?"

Margaret rolled her eyes, "Where are the cattle, horses and sheep raised on the farm? They will also kill them to death?"

Carey Mulligan smiled embarrassedly, and Margaret said, "And the state government does not allow this."

She invited carelessly, "Carry, you can come here to hunt every year, let's kill these damn rabbits together."

"Okay!" Carrey Mulligan was still young after all. "I like it very much. Unlike Los Angeles, it can kill people during the day."

Murphy also heard this and said to Margaret, "Maggie, Carrey and I will come here for vacation next year."

Margaret curled her lips, "I invited Carrey, not you."

She ignored Murphy and said to Carey Mulligan, "I will teach you how to ride a horse tomorrow."

After staying at David Robbie's farm for four days, Murphy and Carey Mulligan left. They came to Australia for vacation. Of course, it was impossible for them to stay in one place. The two then went to Brisbane and the Gold Coast first, and then left Queensland and headed south to Sydney to continue their journey.

Murphy was relaxing and taking a vacation, while Bill Roses, who stayed in Los Angeles, was extremely busy.

Although he has many customers, since the box office of "Saw" hit, Bill Roses has listed Murphy as the primary customer, and all studios related to him will deal with it as soon as possible.

In addition to the high returns on money, he had already seen a path from Murphy to climb to the top of entertainment brokers.

This road is no longer long and far, and seems to be right in front of him and can be touched at any time.

Early this morning, Bill Roses arrived at the company and was preparing to participate in the weekly regular meeting. Unlike other economic companies, the regular meetings of Caa start earlier and must be on time at 7:30, so that the meeting can end before nine o'clock, so that the normal work of the brokers will not affect the brokers.

Although the company's brokers must have different status and are only an ideal state and cannot be fully realized, at regular meetings, all brokers, whether they are newcomers or those with some qualifications like Bill Roses, have the opportunity to speak, and as long as they are pertinent, they can often hear the management's ears.

Just at seven o'clock, Bill Roses pushed open the door of the big conference room and walked in. Although this was just a regular meeting of the film agency, there were not many people inside. Many of them sat behind long conference tables placed in several rows, many of whom were talking to each other and exchanging the latest information.

Bill Roses glanced at it, walked to an empty seat beside the fifth row, pulled open the chair and sat down.

"Why did you come here? Bill?" The person next to him turned his head.

"I slept a little late last night." Bill Roses took a bottle of water from the conference table, unscrewed and took a sip. "I woke up late this morning."

A female agent in the front row also saw Bill Roses, turned her head and said enviously, "Bill is different from us. She is a busy man now!"

The person next to him nodded and agreed, "Bill is really busy."

"Mac, Grace." Bill Roses put down the water and shook his head. "Stop joking about me, I'm almost tired and disastrous lately."

The female agent named Grace did not hide her envy, "I also want to be so tired, but I don't have a chance."

Not only Hollywood directors and actors need opportunities, but also their agents need opportunities.

When Mike heard the word opportunity, he looked dark. The opportunity had also been in front of him, but he did not seize it like Bill Roses.
Chapter completed!