Great Single Player of the Heavens

The way to escape was unimpeded.

　　 There are no notes, no IAA agents, and only the busy traffic in Los Santos.

　　 When the car just drove out of the flat cypress, the old Cui who was sitting in the back seat immediately spoke

　　 "What a **** beautiful job!"

　　 "Yes, at least you don't have to deal with a large number of slivers..."

　　 At this point, everyone thought of the alarm device again, and they couldn't help but feel a little afraid.

　　 Had it not been for Lu Qi's plan in advance, they might still be surrounded by a large number of slivers attracted by the alarm in that industrial area.

　　Where else can you evacuate the scene comfortably like this?

　　 All this is due to Lu Qi.

　　 Old Cui, who has always been going straight, stretched out his hand to embrace Lu Qi's shoulder, and said with a grin:

　　 "Alex, as the president of Trevor Phillips Industries, I now invite you kid to my company. As for the position..."

　　 "How about letting you be the vice president and security chief?"

　　 Through the pig's head mask, Lu Qi could smell the peculiar smell of old Cui, the mixture of gasoline and alcohol.

　　 Thinking of Lao Cui's hobby of taking all-males and men, Lu Qi couldn't help feeling a bit of cold. He calmly took away Lao Cui's arm and said lightly:

　　 "I already have a job, but thank you very much, Trevor."

　　 "Damn it! Isn't the vice president not enough? You **** want to take my place? Don't even think about it!"

　　 Before Lu Qi could speak, Michael, who was sitting in the co-pilot, helped him out and said:

　　 "Old Cui, Alex is now the boss of a company just like you. There is no reason why the boss should go to work for you..."

　　 Hearing the words, Cui Fo stared at those copper bell-like eyes, and then asked:

　　 "Oh?! Is it true? What company did you start? Xing fun toy production company?"

　　 The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Lu Qi did not intend to hide it, and explained directly:

　　 "That's not true, it's a private security consulting company, mainly facing some troublesome client groups."

　　 As soon as the voice fell, Franklin, who was driving, took the conversation and continued:

　　 "Oh, man, Alex is now a big man in Wheatwood. He is dealing with the stars, directors and producers..."

　　 "Huh? What else do you know? Black boy?"

　　 "Hey, I am now a partner and vice president."

　　"? Is it the name of your company? It sounds like a **** name that someone suddenly thought of with a slap on the head."

　　 Upon hearing this, Lu Qi and Xiaofu said in unison:

　　 "FXXK　　YOU!"

　　 "Hahaha, next day, our two companies can do something to make money together, how about?"

　　 glanced at the enthusiastic old Cui, Lu Qi had a clue, and deliberately said: "As long as it is not to mess with Meriweather, or washing powder or something, I can do it."

　　 Hearing this, there was Lao Cui who had been making laundry detergent, and he was speechless.

"Uh…"

　　 As everyone talked and laughed, the car unknowingly returned to the supply station.

　　 Throwing the overalls and masks into the trunk, Michael, who got out of the car alone, took a file bag and said to the three people in the car:

　　 "You take care of the things, don't leave any traces, I will take the things to the Hines people. I will tell you the results when there are results."

　　 "No problem, man."

　　 Watching the black muscle car go away, Michael got in the car he had when he came, and drove towards the Tongwa Mountain in the east of Los Santos...

　　. . .

　　 After half an hour, Michael came to a heavily guarded mansion with a huge area.

　　 was stopped by an iron fenced door, Michael picked up the swollen file bag and raised his head to the guard behind the door, indicating his intention:

　　 "This is a package for Devan Weston."

　　 communicated through a headset, and after asking for instructions, the guard opened the iron door and let Michael walk in.

　　 Under the "escort" of two black suit guards, Michael once again met Hines' wealthy friend and billionaire-Devon Weston!

　　 Devan Weston sitting on the hood of the sports car, holding a mobile phone in his hand, immersed in the game, seems to have not noticed Michael's arrival at all.

"Right, that is it!"

　　 "I don't care about the fuck!"

　　 "Bang! Goodbye, little cricket!"

　　 After playing this game, Defan looked up at Michael in front of him. While reaching out and making a fist, he seemed to want to touch Michael and introduced himself:

　　 "Devan Weston."

　　 However, Michael just ignored what he had just done.

　　 "Yes, I know you, friend of Hines..."

　　 As soon as the voice fell, he flung the file bag in his hand, and Michael turned around and was about to leave.

　　 Seeing this, the two guards standing by, one immediately bent down to pick up something, and the other blocked Michael's way.

　　 "Hey hey hey, wait a minute, it's not over yet, I have an errand for you, brother..."

　　 Defan sitting on the hood, like a medieval lord, is giving orders to his men:

　　 "Five top-of-the-line cars! A good deal! You can make a lot of money, brother."

　　 However, Michael was obviously not interested in his proposal, but just casually said: "It sounds good, someone I know can help you handle it, and I will contact you for it."

　　 Similarly, Defan was not satisfied with Michael’s answer:

　　 "No~no~ I don't want other people, I want you, and your team!"

　　 was called by FIB, and Michael, who had been holding a fire in his heart, broke out directly when he was so provoked by Defan.

　　 saw him look serious, approached Defan, and said solemnly:

　　 "Listen, I don't know what the **** you want, soft-footed chicken. I will let my friends know that you are interested in this matter."

　　 "So I saw you wrong."

　　 Hearing this, Michael, who had just turned around, was taken aback for a while, then turned around and asked: "Oh, what's wrong? Tell me."

　　 At this time, Defan finally got up from the hood of the sports car, spread his hands, and tempted Michael:

　　 "Do you like American football? I have invested a little business in the sports industry."

　　 "Do you like stocks? I have some funds to manage for you. UU reading www.uukanshu.cóm"

　　 "Come on, offer your terms, man!"

　　 shrugged, in order to get rid of this annoying guy as soon as possible, Old Mai casually replied: "I just like sitting on the sofa and watching old movies."

"That's it!"

　　Thinking that he finally found the price of Michael, Defan raised his index finger and said confidently:

　　 "What if I help you contact Solomon Richard?"

　　 Hearing the words, Michael was a little startled and couldn't help but say:

　　 "Solomon Richard? That movie producer?"

　　 "Yes, he is going to retire, I will help his studio do financial management and so on. I will contact you, as long as you are willing to help me get the car back, what do you think of this deal?"

　　 "Sounds very, very tempting."

　　 Listening to Michael's words, Defan thought that the deal would be tenable, but he already smiled.

　　 did not expect that Michael’s next sentence was actually:

　　 "But, I refuse!"

"what?!"

　　 Seeing Defan's frozen smile, Michael raised the corner of his mouth and said meaningfully:

　　 "In this world, you are not the only one who knows Solomon Richard..."

　　 After leaving such a sentence, Michael turned around without reluctance and left!

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