Chapter 16 The Price of Impulsivity

Over time, Lu Qi gradually adapted to life in Los Santos.

　　Go to the shooting range to practice guns during the day, go to work in the bar at night, and go to the fitness room from time to time to play irons. Life is comfortable and fulfilling.

　　In order to improve the skill proficiency of [Wing Chun LV3], he even spent "a lot of money" to put a tailor-made wooden doll in the already small apartment.

　　As a big killer in close combat, Lu Qi's small goal for himself is to raise the skill level of [Wing Chun Fist] to the next level as much as possible before leaving this world, and become like Master Ye as soon as possible. Wing Chun boss.

　　He thought that this kind of life would continue for a while.

　　However, a sudden incident disrupted his plan and pulled him into the whirlpool...

　　. . .

　　As night fell, there was already a lot of noise in the "Big Riot" bar in Little Seoul.

　　People pushed the glasses, clinked the glasses passionately, poured the yellow beer into their throats, and had a great time.

　　The entire bar is filled with the smell of alcohol and hormones.

　　Standing in the bar, Lu Qi was wearing a bartender's apron in front of him, holding a bartender bottle in his hand, shaking it up and down.

　　The blonde sitting in front of him, resting her chin with her hands, blinked her big eyes, quietly admiring the serious actions of the male bartender.

　　"Beautiful lady, with fiery red lips!"

　　As soon as the voice fell, a bright red cocktail was presented in front of the blonde.

　　"Oh, thanks."

　　After thanking, the blonde did not taste it for the first time, but licked her lips, stared at Lu Qi's black eyes, and asked coquettishly:

　　"Fire Red Lips, why is it named this?"

　　Hearing this, Lu Qi just smiled slightly, stretched out his index finger, tapped his lips, and said meaningfully:

　　"Oh my lady, you know that, don't you..."

　　The blond girl who understood it in her mind couldn't help but smile, and even the stalwart on her chest couldn't help trembling slightly.

　　"Alix, you're such an interesting guy..."

　　Lu Qi shrugged, spread his hands, and put on a slightly helpless look, "No way, in front of beautiful women, I can't help myself."

　　Just as the blonde leaned forward and deliberately pressed a piece of fair skin on the table, a shout from the door woke up Lu Qi Mannaiko's mind.

　　"Yo, Alex!"

　　Turning his head to look, Lu Qi saw Franklin's black face.

　　"Ma'am, excuse me..."

　　Saying goodbye to the dissatisfied girl for a while, and bumping fists with Franklin, Lu Qi put a coaster on the table, and then asked:

　　"Why didn't you see Rama with you today?"

　　"Don't mention that brother Ni to me, I'll get angry when I mention him."

　　Raising his eyebrows slightly, Lu Qi then asked, "What's going on?"

　　While speaking, he moved his hands slowly and handed Franklin a full glass of beer.

　　Franklin didn't say a word, just picked up the beer and poured it into his mouth.

　　After drinking all the beer in one breath and feeling better, Franklin began to vomit bitter water.

　　Earlier last night, Franklin, who was just about to go out for a drink, met Rama at the door of his house, and his ex-brother Stritch, who had just been released from prison.

　　Rama and Stritch are both members of the Chamberlain Gang, and Franklin almost joined the Chamberlain Gang, plus the neighbors, so the three of them have always known each other.

　　After a not so friendly meeting, the three plan to go on a laundry detergent deal.

　　But they didn't expect it. When they came to the connection point, they found out that the person who traded was actually a member of the Bale Gang!

　　Here, we have to talk about the grievances between the two black gangs in Los Santos, the Chamberlain Gang and the Baller Gang.

　　As two well-known gangs on the road, the relationship between the Chamberlain Gang and the Bale Gang is very tense, and gang members are often killed in the streets because of the fighting.

　　And not long ago, Franklin and Rama provoked a member of the Bale gang.

　　This time, in order to retaliate, the family played a trick to lure them, and directly pulled the group and blocked the three of them in a factory outside the city center of Lopota.

　　The three of them fought desperately to break out of the siege and escaped.

　　"There have been a lot of bird incidents recently..."

　　After taking another gulp of beer, Franklin suddenly raised his head, looked at Lu Qi thoughtfully, and said:

　　"By the way, did you hear what Michael said?"

　　"Huh? What?"

　　"Brother, he's in big trouble..."

　　Then, under Franklin's narration, Lu Qi learned about the trouble Michael caused...

　　A few days ago, when Michael came home, he happened to meet the tennis coach and his wife having sex on their bed.

　　Michael, who felt the green on his head, was so angry that he pulled Franklin up to play and chased the tennis coach together.

　　Who knows, the two chased to a mansion,

Mistaken the house of the Mexican gang boss Martin Madrasso as a tennis coach.

　　Michael disregarded Franklin's dissuasion, and directly pulled the whole house down from the mountainside!

　　This pull directly poked the hornet's nest.

　　Martin Madrasso brought a large number of younger brothers to the door in person, and Michael was beaten and also carried a huge debt of 2.5 million.

　　"... That's the way it is."

　　It has to be said that the price Michael paid for his impulse is very high.

　　Although he already knew the ins and outs of the whole plot, Lu Qi couldn't help feeling a little helpless about Michael's impulsive behavior.

　　However, he could understand Michael's mood.

　　After all, in that case, no matter which man it is, it may be dizzy and unable to think calmly.

　　After thinking for a while, Lu Qi poured beer for Franklin and asked, "What is Michael going to do?"

　　"I don't know either. Listening to his tone, he seems to have made plans..."

　　After speaking, Franklin cursed a little gloomily:

　　"Gan!"

　　"It's really bad luck! I've always wanted to stay away from those idiots who are gangsters, but now it's better, and I'm going straight to the more ruthless Mexicans..."

　　Listening to Franklin complaining, Lu Qi could only pat him on the shoulder and comforted:

　　"Hey man, if you need any help, just say it."

　　Hearing this, Franklin, who was a little moved in his heart, clenched his fist and tapped on his chest, fingering Lu Qi, "Thanks, man, I will remember."

　　Looking at Franklin who was still a little unhappy, Lu Qi picked up an empty glass and filled it with beer, "Come on, I'll drink with you! Tonight, we won't go home if we don't get drunk!"

　　"cheers!"

　　"cheers!"

　　He drank with Franklin at the bar until it was closed, and then Lu Qi carried the drunk Franklin back to the apartment.

　　"Well... I can still drink... drink..."

　　He threw the muddy, nonsense Franklin on the sofa, and Lu Qi, who was not very clear-headed, then dragged his heavy steps, collapsed on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep...