Great Single Player of the Heavens

It was a Beretta 92F.

The Beretta 92F, also known as the M9 pistol, is known for its stability and reliability, and has always been a very popular pistol on the black market, none of them.

It is really a home travel, murder and arson, must ~ prepare ~ sharp ~ tool ~

"This is?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to buy a gun a while ago..."

Looking at the silent Lu Qi who was checking the pistol with his head down, Michel thought he was concerned about the origin of the pistol, and then explained:

"Don't worry, I got the goods from an old friend. There is no sign on it. No matter how powerful the note is, I can't find you."

"I believe you."

Putting the pistol back into the oiled paper bag casually, Lu Qi asked casually, "How much is this gun?"

"No, this is a gift for you."

While talking, Michael stood up, left the sofa, went to the kitchen, and poured Lu Qi a glass of whiskey.

"Come, have a drink with me."

Lu Qi shrugged, reached out to take the wine glass handed by Michael, and lightly touched it.

"cheers!"

. . .

Lu Qi's alcohol capacity was not very good at first, and he basically poured it down in one glass.

However, working as a bartender in a bar these days, drinking a couple of glasses with customers from time to time, has forced him to exercise his drinking capacity.

Now, at least he drank a few glasses of high-purity whiskey with Michel, and he was still able to drive his motorcycle home without being frivolous.

It was already half past ten at night when I left Michel's house.

Driving a coquettish motorcycle on the road, the cool night wind blowing on his face made Lu Qi, who was hot-headed, sober up a little bit.

I don't know if it's because the bright night view of Los Santos is so beautiful, or because of curiosity, an out-of-control thought suddenly popped up in Lu Qi's mind:

Take a tour of Los Santos at night!

When he first came to this city, he got the warning of "don't wander the streets at night" from the local Rick.

For a month, Lu Qi, who has just arrived, has followed this warning very faithfully.

However, tonight, with the smell of alcohol, he wants to find his unruly self in the dark night!

Think and do it!

After making up his mind, Lu Qi drove the scooter, turned a corner at the intersection ahead, and drove in the opposite direction from the apartment.

Lu Qi, who was driving all the way south, unknowingly left the city center and came to the vicinity of Lopota.

Further south, he will come to a poor area where black gangs gather.

And once there, it's not that easy to leave...

Thinking of this, Lu Qi turned the brakes, parked the car on the side of the street, and was about to turn around.

And at this moment, a weak but anxious cry for help suddenly came from his ear:

"Help!"

Just when Lu Qi thought he was drinking too much and had auditory hallucinations, another voice came from his ear:

"Help! Someone! Is there anyone here to help me?"

This time, the cry for help was clearer.

After finally confirming the source of the voice, Lu Qi turned his head to look at the dark alley on the right.

Through the hazy moonlight, Lu Qi saw a Caucasian woman vaguely standing in the depths of the alley, waving her hands to him.

At night, in a dark alley, a single woman calling for help...

Every piece of information is taken out, which is very dangerous. Not to mention, it's all put together.

Considering this is crime-ridden Los Santos, it goes without saying...

If it is a well-meaning ordinary person, maybe they will feel curious and pity, and go to check it out.

However, such an obviously clumsy "immortal dance", if it was Lu Qi in the past, he would definitely ignore it.

However, Lu Qi, who just got the pistol from Michael, suddenly had an urge to find out.

What if, things are not as he thought? Or maybe, people really need help?

Thinking so, Lu Qi pulled out the car key, put it in the pocket of his coat, pretended to be very enthusiastic, and walked quickly into the alley.

"Ma'am, do you need help?"

Seeing Lu Qi, a white woman in her thirties, her eyes lit up, and she said exaggeratedly:

"Oh! Thank God someone is here at last."

However, at that moment, Lu Qi keenly noticed the corner of the other party's mouth raised unconsciously.

Is it really what I thought...

Unaware of Lu Qi's inner thoughts at this time, the woman pointed to the stairs on the right and continued her performance:

"My friend just fell to the ground suddenly, I think he may have had a heart attack..."

While talking, the woman walked down the stairs to a more secret alley.

Lu Qi raised his brows, did not speak, and followed obediently.

However, before Lu Qi could see the so-called heart patient, a bald man with a pistol and a fierce face suddenly jumped out from the corner!

As soon as he came up, the other party pointed the muzzle of the gun at Lu Qi's head, and said fragrantly:

"Don't f*ck around! You bastard, hand over all the money right away!"

Sure enough...

Lu Qi was a little stunned, making the man with the gun think that he was remembering his appearance, so he couldn't help yelling loudly:

"What the fuck are you looking at!"

While speaking, the man with the gun immediately took a step forward, put the muzzle of the gun on Lu Qi's forehead, and shouted:

"Look again?! Do you believe that I shot your head off?!"

The women standing on the side also urged, fearing that the world would not be chaotic:

"Hey Asian guy, if you don't want to die, get your money out!"

Being pressed against his forehead by the cold muzzle of a gun, Lu Qi was not panicked or frightened at the first moment, but rather excited and excited.

Not only that, he was also surprised to find that while his heart was beating wildly, his brain had never been so awake before!

Perhaps it was the drive of adrenaline that made him think of a way to break the situation in just a split second.

Lu Qi first slightly raised his hands to show that he was unarmed, and then begged for mercy:

"Please don't hurt me, I'll give you all the money..."

Hearing this sentence, the gun-wielding man and the woman looked at each other and smiled, already feeling that they had a chance to win.

"You'd better not play tricks on me, or else..."

"Okay, please don't hurt me..."

Under the threatening eyes of the two, Lu Qi slowly reached into his trouser pocket, took out a somewhat worn wallet, and handed it to the bald man in front of him.

Snatching the wallet, the bald man didn't check how much money was inside, but turned his head slightly, and handed the wallet to his accomplice at the side.

And the moment the other party turned his head, Lu Qi moved!

I saw him step forward with his right leg and grab it with both hands. Before the bald man could react, he grabbed the pistol on his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, he twisted his hands vigorously, pulled them back, and used a very standard empty-handed gun-grabbing technique to snatch the pistol from the opponent's hand!

In the blink of an eye, the situation has undergone a huge reversal.

The prey becomes the hunter, and the hunter becomes the prey.

Looking at the two people with confused faces, Lu Qi slowly raised his head, and under the faint moonlight, he showed a very bright smile...