Chapter 94 The Doomsday of Loko

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

　　The fire alarm in the ear gradually faded away, and the four people on the fire truck put down the big stone in their hearts.

　　"Huh... I finally escaped..."

　　"Damn, I thought we'd be buried alive inside..."

　　"I fucking think so too!"

　　"Fortunately not..."

　　Franklin and Rick couldn't help but sigh about the thrilling experience they had just experienced.

　　Taking off his helmet mask, Michael, who was sweating profusely, reminded aloud:

　　"Okay, before we go to the evacuation point, we have to change our clothes. We will soon send out a nationwide notice to search for a group of suspicious firefighters, and we can't still wear this clothes."

　　"When we get to the car, Rick, you are in charge of handling the fire truck and fire suits. Michael, Xiao Fu and I will take the things to Lester and call if anything happens."

　　"receive!"

　　Driving the fire truck, they arrived at the scheduled evacuation point. Lu Qi, Mai Ke, and Xiao Fu, who had already changed into their clothes, quickly got out of the car.

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

　　"Hey, Rick, you've done a good job, I'll put the dividends for this errand into your account."

　　"Okay, I'll go first."

　　Watching the fire truck leave, Lu Qi heard Michael sitting in the getaway car saying, "Okay, we should go too, before Tiaozi and FIB find us..."

　　The three drove to Murrieta Heights to their home in Leicester.

　　Even Lester, who planned the whole plan, was a little surprised that the three of them could come back safe and sound.

　　However, the four of them soon put it behind them and celebrated with excitement for the feat of working together to secure the heavily guarded ZF facility.

　　. . .

　　Helping FIB to complete the last mission, calm days, just a few days later, Lu Qi received bad news again.

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

　　Hearing Rick on the phone say that when Loco was with his two younger brothers and was going to trouble Solomon, Lu Qi didn't say a word, grabbed the car keys and drove towards the studio.

　　When Lu Qi arrived at the studio, he happened to meet Loko and his younger brother, beating up Solomon.

　　Is this worth it? !

　　"Hey! Stop it!"

　　With a loud shout, Luo Ke couldn't help but look back and saw that it was Lu Qi, the evil spirit who had beaten him to the point of bruising his nose and face. He was shocked and immediately called his younger brother to retreat.

　　Before escaping, he did not forget to rush over to Lu Qi, raised an international friendly gesture, and cursed loudly:

　　"Fuck you!"

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

　　He spit out harsh words, but his body opened the car door very honestly, got into a red car, and hurriedly fled like an antelope seeing a tiger.

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

　　"A little bit more..."

　　Holding his stomach and panting heavily, Solomon seemed to be holding on.

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

　　After resting and breathing steadily, Solomon with white hair said to Lu Qi angrily:

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

　　Hearing this, Lu Qi nodded solemnly and said solemnly:

　　"Don't worry, I will."

　　. . .

　　The night is getting darker, and Los Santos, entering the early morning, is like a good girl who is about to fall asleep, lying in bed, waiting for the moment to reach dreamland.

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

　　Inside a private underground club in East Los Santos, pulsing electronic music fills the space.

　　The smell of alcohol and sweat filled the air, and there was an inexplicable charm.

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

　　In front of the bar, Rocco, wearing a purple T-shirt, was bragging to his younger brother while holding a glass of whisky with ice:

　　"Have you seen what that Asian guy looks like today? Hahaha, can't he fight? If he dares to catch up, I'll shoot him down!"

　　Hearing this, a younger brother leaning on the bar, his eyes constantly drifting to the beautiful girl on the dance floor, did not forget to boast:

　　"Yes, he must be afraid of you, boss, so he doesn't dare to catch up...

　　It was obviously Loco who was scared by Lu Qi and ran away, but in his own words, it became the version where he was so scared that Lu Qi didn't dare to catch up.

　　I have to say, some people are really overconfident.

　　Luo Ke, who was already half drunk, obviously did not hear the perfunctory tone in his younger brother's tone, but continued to say to himself:

　　"Today is just to give that stinky old man who doesn't know the current affairs a little color,

Another day, let's go get Milton's contract...and that damn Asian guy! I'm going to pick him up, make him kneel in front of me obediently, and lick my shoes clean! "

　　Listening to Loko's bragging rights, although he knew it was impossible, the little brother still shouted "666" very cleverly.

　　"The boss is bullshit! Fuck that Asian guy!"

　　"well said!"

　　As soon as the words fell, Luoko poured the whisky in the glass into his throat again.

　　Perhaps all kinds of wine were churning in his stomach, and Loco suddenly felt a nausea, which reached his throat in an instant.

　　"vomit..."

　　Resisting the urge to vomit, Loko raised his hand and said to the younger brother beside him:

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

　　After saying that, he took shaky steps and walked to the bathroom in the corner...

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

　　He didn't think about it too much, and walked into the cubicle quickly, without even closing the door, he directly supported the partition, facing the toilet, and vomited wildly.

　　"Ugh... uh..."

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

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

　　The confused Loco thought that the other party was also a comrade who came to find a place to vomit. He did not look back, but said casually:

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

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

　　Loco was a little angry, and while turning his head, he spit out a fragrance:

　　"You fucking want to..."

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

　　"Yes..."

　　Before he finished speaking, he only heard a low sound of "poof", and a hot bullet passed through Loco's eyebrows and shot him directly.

　　Shock! incredible! fear!

　　This is all the last expression on Loko's face...