Great Single Player of the Heavens

Not long after getting in the car, Michael, who was sitting in the co-pilot, said:

"Thank you for what happened just now. If it wasn't for you and Franklin, I might not be able to get my boat back..."

Holding the steering wheel with both hands, Lu Qi, who was driving seriously, said without looking back:

"Don't be so polite, you are my friend, it's normal for friends to help each other."

Lu Qi's understatement made Michael's favorability and evaluation of him suddenly increase a lot.

After taking a deep look at Lu Qi, the thoughtful Michael changed the subject on his own initiative:

"Just now I got on the boat and took a look. The overall condition of the boat is fine. The bullet just penetrated the deck, not the internal parts."

"By the way, back to the yacht, you seem to care about the appearance of this ship. Does it have any special meaning?"

"That's not true. It's just a part of my daily life in retirement, pastime..."

Hearing this, Lu Qi remembered that the old man sitting next to him was a retired bank robber.

"pastime?"

"You should know that Jimmy stays at home all day, and I don't have many friends who go out to sea with me. I always find something for myself, so that I can forget about my terrible life now..."

"And one of my favorite pastimes is to come to the pier after the sun goes down, get yourself some wine, and enjoy the sunset..."

As he spoke, the expression on Michel's face seemed a little intoxicated.

"The Jacqueline...it clears my mind and lets me fantasize and forget how fucked up reality is..."

After all, Michel seemed to have thought of something bothering him. He took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket, lit the cigarette, and took a deep puff.

A cloud of mist exhaled from the nasal cavity, putting Michel's entire face in a haze.

Although I know Michael's life, I feel a little unsatisfactory. However, Lu Qi did not expect that his heart would be so depressed.

One can imagine how uncomfortable it is to be a salted fish without goals and ideals.

Thinking of this, Lu Qi couldn't help saying:

"Maybe you need to find something else to do for yourself, like playing golf or something else, fantasizing about something else. Maybe, find something you like... What do you like?"

Hearing this question, Michel thought for a while and immediately replied:

"Movies! Classic Vinewood movies! Have you ever heard the name Solomon Richard?"

Hearing a familiar name again, Lu Qi couldn't help raising his brows, and replied:

"Of course, the famous Lord Richard, the legendary producer of Vinewood."

Speaking of his idols and hobbies, Michael's tone of voice also unknowingly became active:

"Although there are superheroes, romantic comedies, and remakes of old movies. But I believe that this country can still make interesting movies. I also believe that Richard can make movies that are better than "Freak Runner". , "Orien Gaogang 2" is an even greater movie!"

Looking at Michael who suddenly became excited, Lu Qi shrugged, "Okay, as long as you like..."

The semi-trailer carrying the yacht drove south along the Taipingya highway, passed through Pero, and came to the vicinity of Vespucci.

At this time, Lu Qi, who was driving, seemed to think of something, and suddenly said:

"By the way, I almost forgot this..."

While speaking, Lu Qi took out the Colt M1911 that Michael had given him from the back waist, and handed it to Michael.

As soon as he took over the pistol, Michel heard Lu Qi's seemingly inadvertent question:

"This gun is very handy, where did you buy it? Armed Nation?"

Holding the pistol around, Mike did not doubt him, and responded casually:

"No, I bought it from an old friend."

After finishing speaking, as a person who has experienced it, Michael,

I still don't forget to warn Lu Qi, "Don't buy guns in Armed Nation or other legal gun shops! That will only make your name be included in the priority care list of Tiaozi."

"Trust me, you definitely don't want this..."

Before the words fell, Michel noticed Lu Qi's careful thoughts at this moment, and asked:

"What? You want to buy a gun?"

Hearing this, Lu Qi did not deny it, but nodded and admitted directly:

"I have this idea... After all, no matter how good you can fight, it's useless in front of bullets, isn't it?"

"Of course! But judging by the way you checked the magazine just now, you've touched a gun before, right?"

"Um."

Seeing Lu Qi's reluctance to say more, Michel didn't continue to ask.

Everyone has some secrets hidden in their hearts that they don't want to share with others.

This is normal.

Michael lowered his head and thought for a while, then said:

"Then what kind of gun do you like? Large caliber? Or powerful? Or..."

After Michael finished speaking, Lu Qi replied:

"It's fine, I can do it."

Rubbing his chin, Michel fell into deep thought:

"Like This…"

With the end of the topic, the two also arrived at the port in the south of Los Santos.

After putting the yacht into the shipyard for inspection, Lu Qi and Michael took a taxi and returned to the "Big Riot" bar.

. . .

After tossing for a long time, when the two returned to the bar, it was already half past seven in the evening.

As night fell, the bar also became lively.

Michael made a phone call and called Franklin over. The three people with different skin colors sat in a booth and began to celebrate the victory of retaking the yacht today.

"cheers!"

There was only a bang, and three glasses filled with whiskey collided heavily.

After a few cups, Michel suddenly took out a stack of green banknotes from his pocket, "By the way, here are two thousand yuan, share it with you."

Seeing a stack of beautiful knives on the table, after drinking a few glasses, Franklin, who was above him, immediately became excited:

"Hey! Dude, what do you mean? You think we're helping you for your fucking money?!"

"Don't get excited, just listen to me."

After appeasing Franklin, Michel raised two fingers and said with a serious face: "The second lesson in life: always get what you deserve!"

"A friend is a friend, and a yard is worth a yard. If it weren't for you today, my yacht would probably be stolen by those damn bastards, and something might happen to Jimmy. In that case, I would lose more than just money. Simple…"

"So, this is what you deserve!"

After all, Michael stretched out his hand and pushed the stack of beautiful knives forward.

Looking at the banknotes in front of him, Franklin was also very moved.

One thousand yuan, for him who has just lost his job and is in urgent need, is not a big sum of money.

Still, the alcohol didn't make him lose his mind and become more reckless.

This is the reward he and Lu Qi worked so hard to get. Even if he wanted to take the money, he had to get Lu Qi's permission.

If Lu Qi disagrees, he can't take it either.

After all, in this yacht recapture incident, Lu Qi played a much bigger role than him...

However, before he could ask Lu Qi's opinion, Lu Qi stretched out his hand and silently divided the reward into two parts.

Then, he handed one to Franklin, and stuffed the other into his pocket.

Under Franklin's somewhat bewildered eyes, Lu Qi poked him with his elbow and reminded:

"Why are you standing there? Just take it if you tell me!"

In the end, Franklin had no choice but to accept the money in a daze.

And Michael, who witnessed the whole process, couldn't help but secretly nodded, giving Lu Qi's behavior a thumbs up:

"This kid, get on the road!"