Great Single Player of the Heavens

Los Santos, Little Seoul, Palomino Avenue.

Outside a bar named "Great Riot", through the crack of the door, a little noise from inside could be vaguely heard.

The space inside the bar is not too big. But although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

There are bar entertainment facilities that should be available, such as billiard tables, arcade machines, karaoke machines, and dart games.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the billiard table and darts, the front of the bar is a bit deserted.

The bartender at the bar was nowhere to be seen, only three unruly white men occupying the bar, chatting while drinking beer.

"Damn Huaguo! If you hadn't stopped me, I would have punched him in the stomach a few more times, and let him see the consequences of offending us!"

While talking, the muscular man sitting in the middle bulged his biceps to his companions on both sides.

"Fuck you, John, if you continue to fight, it will be troublesome if you kill someone..."

Sitting on the right, with a nose ring, the white man in a baseball uniform took out a slightly worn wallet, and gave a nod to his two companions:

"Let's see how much money he has on him!"

"How much can there be? We just took his salary a few days ago, and now there may only be a few steel coins left in the wallet..."

The unbelieving nose ring man opened his wallet and found that there were only a few crumpled one dollars inside.

"What a poor man! If I were the president, I would definitely issue a decree to expel all these monkey-like guys who robbed all their jobs from this country!"

"I agree. But if you can become president, then I'll be a billionaire..."

"Fuck you!"

While talking, the three of them pointed their middle fingers to each other and burst out laughing:

"Hahaha…"

. . .

At the same time, in the alley behind the bar.

Under the hazy moonlight, one can vaguely see the wall of the back door of the bar, which is a pile of garbage made up of stacked black garbage bags.

Many flies are still hovering over it.

However, on the stinking garbage dump lay an Asian man with his eyes closed, who didn't know his life or death.

Such a scene is commonplace for any Los Santos person.

Either a drunk who was unconscious, or a corpse that was robbed and killed by the way.

In either case, for those who don't want to get into trouble, it's better to stay away.

What's more, this dark alley, where would anyone come...

"Hiss! Why is it so painful..."

At this moment, there was a murmur, and the man lying on the garbage dump with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes!

The pain coming from his whole body made Lu Qi, who had just crossed over, gasp involuntarily.

He didn't lower his head to check the injuries on his body, but immediately wanted to see his surroundings clearly.

When he tried to open his eyes wide, with a ray of moonlight, he finally saw where he was - a dark alley.

The stench that kept getting into his nose made Lu Qi frowned, and then he looked to the side.

What caught my eye was black garbage bags full of garbage!

In one of the slightly opened garbage bags, you can still vaguely see stinky eggs and food residues that look like vomit.

Only then did he realize that his whole body was actually lying in the rubbish dump.

Trying to hold his breath, resisting the urge of nausea, Lu Qi put his hands on the ground and got up from the garbage dump tremblingly.

"Unlucky..."

While muttering, Lu Qi supported the wall, stood up, and left the pile of garbage that had been with him for an unknown amount of time.

Looking around, Lu Qi immediately noticed the back door of the bar next to him,

And the noise that came faintly from the crack of the door.

"bar?"

At this moment, he couldn't help but look down at the black apron on his lower body, with doubts on his face: "Could it be that I'm the bartender here?"

Touching the faintly swollen and sore cheek again, the thoughtful Lu Qi stretched out his hand to open the door without any hesitation, and walked in.

As soon as he entered the bar, Lu Qi saw a man and a woman leaning against the wall in the corridor, sucking each other's lips frantically.

The two who were intoxicated did not notice Lu Qi.

Of course, Lu Qi didn't intend to disturb the hungry two, so he turned directly into the men's toilet beside the corridor.

Judging from the bar's decoration, the skin color and dress of the two, Lu Qi immediately confirmed a message: this is not Huaguo.

Standing in front of the mirror, Lu Qi finally saw his own appearance: black hair, yellow skin, and black eyes.

Inside the mirror was a rather handsome Asian male in his twenties.

"Fortunately, it's still a familiar skin color..."

However, what made Lu Qi frowned was that his face was covered with scars.

The right cheek was bruised and purple, and the left eye socket was slightly swollen; the corner of the eyebrow was cracked, and blood slid down, leaving a bloodstain on the side of the face...

At first glance, people who didn't know it thought that Lu Qi had just finished a very fierce fight.

However, from the pain coming from all over his body, and the fact that he was lying on the garbage dump just now, it was obvious that he should be the one who lost.

After collecting the basic information, Lu Qi casually turned on the faucet and simply washed the scars and blood on his face with water.

Throwing away the crumpled toilet paper, Lu Qi stood in front of the mirror, pursing his lips:

"Okay, next, it's time to find yourself again..."

Walking out of the toilet, through the corridor, Lu Qi came to the lobby of the bar.

At a glance, there are about a dozen customers in the entire bar. With such a number of people, it is not too lively, nor too deserted.

And most of the people are concentrated around the dart game and billiard table.

One of the black men was holding a billiard cue stick in his hand and was about to hit the ball. When he saw Lu Qi, he couldn't help asking in surprise:

"Alex?! Why do you look like this? Have you been robbed?"

"Uh…"

Suddenly being called by a name he had never heard of by someone he didn't know, even Lu Qi, who had already experienced such a thing, was a little dazed.

However, he quickly reacted and responded casually:

"maybe…"

Several guests who seemed to be familiar with Lu Qi asked about his situation.

On the other side, the three people sitting in front of the bar also noticed the voice, turned around and looked at this side.

The man with the nose ring was also a little surprised when he saw Lu Qi, "Huh? It's that Hua Guo guy!"

"I didn't expect that kid to be able to take a beating... I thought that kid would sleep in the garbage dump for a while..."

"John, your fist seems to be much softer than before."

Hearing this, the muscular man sitting in the middle gave a disdainful smile, and said to the companion beside him, "It seems that I still acted too lightly..."

Looking at Lu Qi who was talking with the guests, the muscular man gave a sinister smile, then got up from the high chair, patted his companion on the shoulder, and said:

"Go! Let's have some more fun!"