Great Single Player of the Heavens

It took Lu Qi less than two hours to kill the top three targets, making him the fastest killer in the night.

It is now approaching the early morning, and the number of pedestrians and traffic on the street has decreased visibly with the naked eye.

Lu Qi, who was driving a motorcycle, also slowed down a lot in order not to be regarded as a street racing party by passing patrol cars.

Unlike the other three relatively fixed targets, this last target is moving at high speed.

Looking at the moving red dot on the GPS map on the phone, and then thinking of the "speeder" message in Leicester's text message, Lu Qi had a hunch that this last goal would be the one that took him the longest...

In the end, he guessed right.

When Lu Qi found the target according to the GPS signal, he realized that the other party was not alone.

Looking at a large number of speeders in front of him, he could only put the silencer pistol in his hand back into the item space again.

In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, Lu Qi followed the target at a distance, and waited until late at night when the target left the main force before starting to attack.

After solving the last target, the time has come to one o'clock in the morning.

After completing the task, Lu Qi did not go home immediately, but disposed of the car first, then called a taxi and returned to the villa.

As soon as he got home, as soon as he sat down on the sofa, Lu Qi took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Lester:

"It's all done."

Maybe it was because he couldn't sleep, or because he had been waiting for news from Lu Qi. Not long after the text message was sent, Lu Qi received a reply from Lester:

"Good job, I didn't expect you to get it done so quickly, it's you!"

Smiling slightly, putting the phone back in his pocket, Lu Qi walked towards the bedroom...

. . . . . .

the next day.

Hot topics such as "Four jurors were killed" and "Redwood Tobacco tried to manipulate the judicial trial" quickly occupied the headlines of newspapers and magazines, as well as the front pages of social media.

The public and the media are all talking about it.

"A class action lawsuit against Redwood Tobacco is thrown into turmoil by the shocking news that four jurors have been brutally murdered in Los Santos! Even more shocking, according to a credible According to the news, these jurors received a large amount of money earlier and agreed to acquit Redwood Tobacco in court. What does this mean?"

"The judiciary system is being manipulated by capital?! In the past 24 hours, where did the lawsuit of the century concerning the Hongmu Tobacco industry go?"

"...We don't know whether the court will appoint a new jury and have a fair trial. What we hope is that everyone is equal before the law..."

With a beep, Lu Qi picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

Such a scene is no stranger to him.

It's just that it was Bikington last time, but this time it became Hongmu Tobacco Industry.

He directly picked up his mobile phone, entered the stock trading website, and began to look at the stock price of Hongmu Tobacco.

Obviously, after the bribery of the jury was exposed, the stock price of Hongmu Tobacco plummeted in the face of public condemnation.

Passing the red curve of Hongmu Tobacco, Lu Qi then clicked on another Tobacco stock - Dibonnier.

Compared with the rapidly falling Hongmu Tobacco Industry, the stock price of the emerging tobacco giant Dibonnier is green across the board.

Ten hours ago, the two stocks were still at the same starting line, rising and falling. However, after 10 hours, the two stocks were like heaven and hell.

The mood of the stockholders who hold the stocks of Hongmu Tobacco and the stockholders who hold Dibonnier is also in sharp contrast at this time.

One's heart is bleeding, and the other's mouth is uncontrollably rising crazily!

In the following week, the stock price of Dibonnier Tobacco Industry Co., Ltd. was like a rocket. From the initial price of 168 yuan per share,

All the way up to 246 yuan per share, an increase of 46%.

When the stock price gradually stabilized, Lu Qi was not greedy, and immediately sold all the shares of Dibonnier, and got back 7.3 million with interest!

Although there was a record of earning one million within two weeks, it was only after he fought people to death.

But this time, he just took his mobile phone and manipulated the stock market. In just one week, he made a profit of 2.3 million!

This also created the record of Lu Qi's fastest personal money making again. Lu Qi couldn't help sighing:

"Stock trading is the way to get rich!"

. . . . . .

Unlike Lu Qi who is comfortable trading stocks at home and earning a lot of money easily, on the beach of the Alamo Sea, Michael, who is avoiding the limelight, is very sad...

He was first abandoned by his family, and then he was hunted down by Martin all over the city. He couldn't even return home, so he could only stay in Lao Cui's stinking, garbage-filled RV compartment.

Most importantly, even if he hid in the desert, those bastards at FIB didn't let him go!

Hines and Dave came to the door again and asked them to make a large sum of money to buy various equipment for investigating a certain laboratory.

It is said that it is to prevent the biochemical attack of terrorists, about some kind of nerve gas; at the same time, the old Cui on the side is there all kinds of cynicism...

Michel, who was originally mentally unstable and on the verge of losing control, finally couldn't help it and exploded!

"Fuck you bastard!"

"A few months ago, I was happily living my retirement life, soaking in my swimming pool, until one day, my crazy best friend showed up out of the blue and tortured me for my past mistakes.  … It was an unintentional mistake ten years ago!"

After scolding Old Cui, Michel looked at Dave and Hines standing aside, and continued:

"We, our little group, are fucking bankrupt!"

"Never mind though, let's spend another two million on a fucking twin-rotor helicopter so I can steal the fucking terrorist's nerve gas!"

"Forgive me, ignorant bastard! But all I have left is a fucking mouth, you bloody bastards!"

After Michel finished venting, Lao Cui, who was sitting on the table and listening quietly, his eyes lit up, jumped up:

"Yeah! That's it!"

"Welcome back, brother! This is the real you!"

After finishing speaking, Old Cui began to applaud with relief, as if he was very satisfied that Michael had found himself again.

However, Hines was not at all interested in the complicated friendship between the two men.

"Yeah, whoever you are, we gotta go, I'd love to talk to you. But Dave has to go to Pilates class."

"Remember, you bastards, don't come to us for this kind of thing, we don't know anything about it."

After leaving this sentence, Hines left with Dave.

Looking at Michael who was panting slightly, Old Cui asked:

"what should we do?"

"Huh..." After a sigh of relief and steady breathing, Michel continued:

"I'll call Lester, he said before, he knows there is a small bank in Perito Bay, and there should be a ticket..."

Hearing this, Old Cui spread out his hands, showing an eager expression, and said:

"Then what are we waiting for?!"