Great Single Player of the Heavens

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

　　 "Thanks for what happened just now. If it weren't for you and Franklin, I might not get my boat back..."

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

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

　　 Lu Qi's understatement made Michael's favor and evaluation of him greatly improved.

　　 took a deep look at Lu Qi, thoughtful Mike, took the initiative to change the subject:

　　 "I got on the ship just now and took a look. The overall condition of the ship was fine. The bullet only penetrated the deck without hitting any internal parts.

　　 "By the way, when it comes to yachts, you seem to care about the look of the ship. Does it have any special meaning?"

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

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

　　 "Recreation?"

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

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

　　 As he talked, the expression on Michael's face seemed a bit intoxicated.

　　 "Jia Guilin... it makes my mind clear, allows me to fantasize, forget how **** reality is..."

　　 After all, Michael seemed to think of something annoying. He took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket, lit the cigarette, and took a bite.

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

　　 Although I know Michael’s life, I feel a little unhappy. However, Lu Qi did not expect that his heart was 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 but say:

　　 "Maybe you need to find something else for yourself to do, such as playing golf, and fantasize about something else. Maybe, find something you like...what do you like?"

　　 Hearing this question, Michael thought about it a little, and immediately replied:

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

　　 Hearing a familiar name again, Lu Qi raised his brows and responded:

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

　　 Speaking of his idols and hobbies, the tone of Michael’s words also became active unknowingly:

"Although they are all superheroes, romantic comedies, and old film remakes now. However, I believe that this country can still make interesting movies. I also believe that Richard can produce better than "Freak Runner" , "Orion Gaogang 2" even greater movie!"

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

　　 The semi-trailer carrying the yacht, along the highway of Taiping Cliff, drove all the way south, through Pero, and came to the vicinity of Vespucci.

　　 At this time, Lu Qi driving, as if thinking of something, suddenly said:

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

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

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

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

　　 held the pistol and swayed, Mike did not suspect that he was there, and casually replied:

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

　　 After finishing speaking, Michael, as a person who came over, did not forget to warn Lu Qi, "Never buy guns in the armed country or other legal gun shops! That will only put your name on the key care list of the note."

　　 "Trust me, you never want to be like this..."

　　 Before the words fell, Michael only realized Lu Qi's careful thinking and asked:

　　 "What? Do you want to buy a gun?"

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

　　 "Have this idea... After all, no matter how you can hit, there is nothing to do in front of bullets, right?"

　　 "Of course! But, judging from the action you checked the magazine just now, have you touched a gun before?"

"Ok."

　　 Seeing Lu Qi's reluctance to say more, Michael did not continue to ask.

　　 Everyone has some secrets hidden in their hearts, and they don’t want to share them with others.

This is normal.

　　 Mike 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:

　　 "Either way, I can."

　　 rubbing his chin, Michael fell into thought:

"Like This…"

　　As the topic ended, the two also arrived at the port located in the southern part of Los Santos.

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

　　. . .

　　Tossing for a long time, when the two returned to the bar, it was already 7:30 in the evening.

　　 As night fell, the bar also began to lively.

　　 Michael called Franklin over. Three people with different skin colors, sitting in a deck, began to celebrate today's victory in regaining the yacht.

　　 "Cheers!"

　　 only heard a "clang", three glasses full of whiskey crashed together.

　　 After a few cups, Michael suddenly took out a stack of green bills from his pocket, "By the way, there are two thousand yuan here, you divide it."

　　 Seeing a stack of US knives on the table, after drinking a few glasses, some of the Franklins above were immediately excited:

　　 "Hey! Dude, what do you mean? Do you think we are for your money, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is helping you?!"

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

　　 After comforting Franklin, Michael held up **** and said with a serious face: "The second lesson of life: Always get what you deserve!"

"Friends to friends, one yard to one yard. If it weren't for you today, my yacht might be stolen by those **** bastards, and something might happen to Jimmy. In that case, I would lose more than money simple…"

　　 "So, this is what you deserve!"

　　 After that, Michael reached out and pushed the stack of beautiful knives forward.

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

　　 One thousand yuan, for him who just lost his job and is in urgent need, it is a small amount of money.

　　 However, alcohol did not make him lose his mind and become more reckless.

　　 This is the reward he got with Lu Qi desperately. Even if he wants to take the money himself, he has to get Lu Qi's permission.

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

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

　　 However, before he asked Lu Qi's opinion, Lu Qi first reached out and silently divided the reward into two.

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

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

　　 "What are you doing in a daze? I ask you to take it!"

　　 In the end, Franklin had to take the banknote in a vague way.

　　 And Michael, who witnessed the whole process, could not help but nodded secretly and gave Lu Qi a thumbs up:

　　 "This kid, go on the road!"