Great Single Player of the Heavens

It was not the first time Lu Qi encountered a cold reminder sound in his mind.

His expression didn't change at all, he just stopped wiping the wine glass and followed the prestige.

A not-so-cheap suit, wise eyes from time to time, and a slightly tired face...

The middle-aged man sitting in front of the bar was exactly the same as the hot guy Lu Qi expected.

Among the three people and one dog in GTA5, Michael Di Santa, who is known as the "Pseudo-Life Winner" and "Los Santos Cuckold King"!

This old man who doesn't want to go home at night and always likes to hang out in the bar and drink away his worries pointed to the wine glass and asked:

"Whiskey... are you Joseph's new bartender?"

After picking up a bottle of whiskey and filling the glass, Lu Qi replied:

"Yes, you want one too?"

Hearing this somewhat offensive words, Michel was not angry, but raised his hands, making a gesture of surrender, and said exaggeratedly:

"Wow, jackie chan, don't be so angry, I just want to chat with you..."

Shrugging, Lu Qi picked up the towel, wiped the glass again, and said:

"I don't chat with people I don't know, if you want to chat..."

Before Lu Qi could finish speaking, Michel stretched out his right hand, crossed the bar, and handed it to Lu Qi:

"Michael."

Seeing Michael's serious expression, Lu Qi just raised his mouth slightly, and then stretched out his hand to shake it.

"Alex."

After exchanging names, the two became acquainted.

Two people with different identities and different ages began to chat...

Like the black brother, Michael's focus on Lu Qi is more on his fighting ability.

For the mysterious oriental kung fu, no matter which country people are from, there is an inexplicable curiosity. Michael is no exception.

"Tsk tsk tsk, 1v3... BOY, you are really good at fighting. Tell me, are you Huaguo Kungfu?"

"It's one of the boxing techniques."

"Oh?! Does this boxing have a name?"

"Wing Chun."

The more we talked, the more Michel seemed to gradually become interested in Lu Qi's story.

"With your skill, how can you mess around in this small bar?"

Lu Qi didn't know how to answer this question.

After thinking about it, I had no choice but to use a seemingly profound "for life" to dismiss this question perfunctorily.

Mai Ke didn't delve into it, but took a deep look at Lu Qi, and continued to pour wine into his mouth...

Maybe it's because he drank a little too much and his mind is not clear; or maybe it's because Lu Qi looks about the same age as his son Jimmy, so Mike unknowingly opened up the conversation.

"Boy, you look very young, why don't you go to college and find yourself a decent job? I know you Hua people are very sensitive to numbers and hardworking. Much better time wasters in a drunkard factory full of scum and bastards..."

Hearing this, Lu Qi shrugged his shoulders and put on a look of indifference, "The life of a good boy in college is not suitable for me. I live quite well by myself..."

"Ha, you're still young, it's normal to think so. But when you get to my age, you'll regret why you didn't listen to me..."

"However, what can I say? My own life is a mess, and I'm not qualified to give life advice to others..."

As he spoke, Michel began to scold:

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!"

Seeing this, Lu Qi quickly comforted him:

"Hey Michel, take it easy... take it easy..."

After drinking another glass of whiskey, Michael calmed down a bit,

Propping his elbows on the bar, he began to mutter to himself:

"Speaking of which, I'm quite envious of you, at least you won't have those messy things waiting for you when you go home..."

Looking at Michael's decadent middle-aged uncle, Lu Qi couldn't help but sympathize with him.

Michael seems to have a beautiful life that others envy, like a winner in life.

However, his family is always his biggest headache.

His son, Jimmy, is a fat nerd who stays at home every day, playing games and masturbating on planes; his daughter, Trish, is a rebellious girl who dreams of being a star, takes drugs and has promiscuous sex.

Even more excessive is his wife, Amanda.

Amanda was a stripper before marrying Michael.

Although Michael is part of the reason, it is undeniable that this is a woman who likes to fuck before and after marriage.

Putting a cuckold on her husband everywhere, this kind of behavior, even a man can't stand it.

That's why, compared to a luxuriously decorated mansion, Michel prefers to stay in a noisy and dilapidated bar...

. . .

While drinking and chatting, Michel sat in front of the bar and stayed until the bar closed.

After tidying up the tables and chairs in the bar, and throwing all the rubbish into the trash bin at the back door, Lu Qi came to the bar, patted Michael on the shoulder, and said:

"Hey man, I'm closing for get off work and it's time for you to go home and sleep."

Lying on the bar, Michel, who was a little drunk, shook off his hand and muttered in a low voice:

"Go home? I'm not going back..."

Looking at Michel who was already not sober, Lu Qi couldn't help but let out a deep breath, took Michel's arm, and helped the middle-aged man who didn't want to go home.

"Come on, I'll call a taxi for you"

After closing the bar door, Lu Qi helped Michael to the side of the road, looking around, trying to find a taxi.

Under the dim street lights, a yellow taxi was speeding past. When it saw the two of them, it stopped immediately.

After stuffing Michael into the back seat, Lu Qi didn't forget to ask him where he lived:

"Michel, where is your home?"

Fortunately, although Michael was a little drunk, he was not so drunk that he forgot his home address.

Scratching his hot face, Michel opened his mouth full of alcohol, and said vaguely: "Lagu... Nas Avenue... No. 6..."

Lu Qi forced his ear to his mouth before he heard the specific address.

Lu Qi helped the old man fasten his seat belt very considerately, then took out a twenty-dollar dollar knife and handed it to the driver:

"6 Lagunas Boulevard. Get him home safely, OK?"

After receiving the green bills, the driver made an OK gesture and promised, "No problem!"

rumbling...

After watching the taxi go away, Lu Qi turned around and walked towards the residential area.

Walking on the streets of Los Santos in the early morning, listening to the sound of police sirens in the distance, Lu Qi remembered a very important thing.

The city under his feet is a capital of crime with endless crimes.

Looking around, Lu Qi couldn't help laughing at the passers-by with their heads down hurriedly passing by the street:

"Los Santos...?"