Great Single Player of the Heavens

　　The fire truck drove out of the city, along the main road, heading east.

　　 The fire alarm in the ear gradually went away, and the four people in the fire truck let go of the big stone in their hearts.

　　 "Huh... finally escaped..."

　　 "Damn, I thought we would be buried alive..."

　　 "I **** think so too!"

　　 "Fortunately there is no..."

　　 Franklin and Rick couldn't help sighing for the thrilling experience just now.

　　 took off his helmet and mask, Michael, sweating profusely, reminded:

　　 "Okay, before we go to the evacuation point, we have to change our clothes. We will post a global notice soon to search for a group of suspicious firefighters. We can't still wear these clothes at that time."

　　 "When we get to the car, Rick, you are responsible for handling the fire truck and fire protection suits. Michael, Xiaofu and I will bring the things to Leicester, and we will call if necessary."

"Roger that!"

　　 Driving the fire truck to the scheduled evacuation point, Lu Qi, Mai Ke and Xiaofu, who had already changed their clothes, got out of the car quickly.

　　 Through the fire truck window, Lu Qi said to the black man in the driver's seat holding the steering wheel:

　　 "Hey, Rick, you did a good job. I will deposit the dividends for this errand into your account."

　　 "Okay, I'm leaving now."

　　 Watching the fire truck leave, Lu Qi heard Michael sitting on the escape car, saying: "Okay, we should also go, before Tiaozi and FIB find us..."

　　 The three drove to Murrieta Heights and came to Leicester's house.

　　 was a little surprised that the three of them could return safely, even Lester, who had planned the entire plan.

　　 However, the four of them quickly left behind and celebrated with excitement for the feat of jointly securing the heavily guarded ZF facility.

　　. . .

　　 helped FIB finish the last mission. In a quiet day, a few days before Lu Qi received bad news.

　　 And this time, not the **** FIB, but his VIP client, Solomon Richard!

　　 Hearing Rick on the phone said that when Loko was taking his two younger brothers and was about to trouble Solomon, Lu Qi didn't say a word, grabbed the car key, and drove to the studio.

　　 When Lu Qi rushed to the studio, he happened to meet Loko and his younger brother, beating Solomon's father.

　　 Can this be done? !

　　 "Hey! Stop it!"

　　 yelled, making Loko couldn't help but look back. He saw that it was Lu Qi, who had beaten himself to a bruised face. He was shocked and immediately greeted his younger brother to retreat.

Before 　　 fled, he still did not forget to rush towards Lu Qi, put up an international friendly gesture, and shouted:

　　 "Go to you!"

　　 "We signed the contract, we won't just let it go!"

　　 was spraying cruel words on his mouth, but his body opened the car door very honestly, got in a red car, and hurriedly fled like a tiger antelope.

　　 Watching the car drive away, Lu Qi lifted up the trembling old man and asked with concern: "Solomon, are you okay?"

　　 "Almost a little bit..."

　　 Solomon seemed to be able to stand it while clutching his abdomen and panting heavily.

　　 "Fortunately you are here, otherwise, my old bones may not be planted on the big 3P bed, but planted on the hands of these little gangsters..."

　　 After taking a break and breathing steadily, the white-haired Solomon said to Lu Qi angrily:

　　 "Alex, please, go and beat up those Gen Y bastards!"

　　 Hearing the words, Lu Qi nodded his head solemnly, and said solemnly:

　　 "Don't worry, I will."

　　. . .

　　 The night is getting darker, and the Luo Shengdu entering the early morning is like a good girl who is about to fall asleep, lying on the bed, waiting for the moment of dreaming.

　　 However, in some places, the early hours of the morning are the prologue to the carnival!

　　 is located in a private underground club in Dongluo Shengdu, with exciting electronic music filling the entire space.

　　 The smell of alcohol and sweat fills the air, vaguely inexplicably charming.

　　 On the dance floor, men and women, all swaying their bodies to their heart's content in the rhythm of "moving and hitting times", trying to shake out the souls in their bodies.

　　 In front of the bar, Loko wearing a purple T-shirt, holding a glass of whiskey with ice, while boasting to his younger brother:

　　 "Did you see what the Asian guy looks like today? Hahaha, can't he fight? If I dare to catch up, I will shoot him down!"

　　 Hearing this, a young man leaning on the bar counter, his eyes constantly drifting towards the beautiful woman on the dance floor, did not forget to praise:

　　 "Yes, yes, he must be afraid of you, the boss, so he dare not catch up...

　　 It was obviously that Luo Ke was frightened by Lu Qi and ran away quickly, but in his own mouth, it became the version that he was so scared that Lu Qi did not dare to catch up.

　　 I have to say that some people are really overconfident.

　　 Loko, who was already half drunk, obviously did not hear the perfunctory tone of the younger brother, but continued to say to himself:

"Today is just to show that stinky old man who doesn't know the current affairs, and the next day, we will go to get Milton's contract... and that **** Asian guy! I'm going to catch him and make him obedient. Kneel in front of me and lick my shoes clean!"

　　 Listening to Roko's bragging, even though he knew it was impossible, this little brother still shouted "666" very cleverly.

　　 "Boss is big! Damn that Asian guy!"

"well said!"

　　 The voice just fell~www.ltnovel.com~ Rocco once again poured the whiskey in the glass into his throat.

　　 Maybe it was all kinds of wine churning in his stomach, Rocco suddenly felt a nausea, and arrived in his throat in an instant.

　　 "Oh..."

　　 Strongly resisting the urge to vomit, Rocco raised his hand and said to the younger brother beside:

　　 "You wait for me here, I'll go to the bathroom..."

After 　　 said, he took a swaying pace and walked to the toilet in the corner...

　　 pushed open the bathroom door, Loko covered his mouth, glanced at the entire bathroom, and found that there was no one in the innermost compartment!

　　 He didn't think too much, he walked into the cubicle quickly, without even closing the door, directly supporting the partition, facing the toilet, it was a burst of vomit.

　　 "Oh...Oh..."

　　 The sound of music coming from outside the door somewhat concealed the nausea and vomiting.

　　 Just as Loko was holding the toilet and about to spit out his bile, he suddenly felt black in front of him, and a shadow was reflected on the wall.

　　 Loko, who was confused, thought that the other party was also a fellow who came to find a place to vomit, and did not look back, but said casually:

　　 "I want to vomit and find another place by myself!"

　　 However, the other party did not answer, but stood quietly behind him.

　　 Rocco was a little angry, turning his head, while spitting fragrance:

　　 "You **** wanna..."

　　 just turned his head, but only saw a familiar face and a dark muzzle!

"Yes..."

　　 Before the words fell, only a low sound of "pop" was heard. A hot bullet passed through the center of Loko's eyebrows and shot it directly.

Shock! incredible! fear!

　　 These are all Loko's last remaining expressions on his face...