Chapter 13 The Immortal Dance

It was a Beretta 92F.

　　The Beretta 92F, also known as the M9 pistol, is known for its stability and reliability, and has always been a very popular pistol on the black market.

　　It is really home travel, murder and arson, a must~preparation~li~tool~

　　"This is?"

　　"Didn't you say you wanted to buy a gun some time ago..."

　　Looking at Lu Qi, who was looking down at the pistol and kept silent, Michael thought he was concerned about the origin of the pistol, and then explained:

　　"Don't worry, I got the goods from an old friend. There is no sign on it. No matter how powerful the note is, I can't find it on you."

　　"I believe you."

　　Putting the pistol back in the oil-paper bag, Lu Qi asked casually, "How much is this gun?"

　　"No, this is a gift for you."

　　While talking, Michael stood up, left the sofa, came to the kitchen, and poured Lu Qi a glass of whisky.

　　"Come, have a drink with me."

　　Lu Qi shrugged, reached out to take the wine glass handed by Michael, and touched it lightly.

　　"cheers!"

　　. . .

　　Lu Qi's drinking capacity was not very good at first, and he basically poured it in one cup.

　　However, working as a bartender in a bar these days, drinking two drinks with customers from time to time, it has been a hard exercise in drinking.

　　Now, after at least drinking a few glasses of high-purity whisky with Michael, he can still walk home on a motorcycle.

　　It was half past ten at night when we left Michael's house.

　　Driving on the road with a coquettish little motorcycle, the cool night wind blew his face, making Lu Qi's head hot, and he couldn't help but wake up a little.

　　I don't know if it's because the splendid night scene of Los Santos is too beautiful, or if it's just curiosity, Lu Qi's mind suddenly came up with an out of control idea:

　　Take a tour of Los Santos at night!

　　When he first came to the city, he received a warning from the local Rick, "Don't wander the streets at night."

　　For the past month, Lu Qi, who has just arrived, has faithfully followed this warning.

　　However, tonight, he was drunk and wanted to find the unruly self that he used to be in the dark night!

　　Do it if you think of it!

　　Lu Qi, who made up his mind, drove a scooter, turned a corner at the intersection ahead, and drove in the opposite direction of the apartment.

　　Lu Qi, who was driving all the way to the south, unknowingly left the city center and came to the vicinity of Lopota.

　　Continue to drive south, and he will come to a ghetto where black gangs gather.

　　And once you get there, it's not that easy to leave...

　　Thinking of this, Lu Qi twisted the brakes, parked the car on the side of the street, and prepared to turn his head.

　　At this moment, a faint but anxious cry for help suddenly came from his ear:

　　"Help!"

　　Just when Lu Qi thought he drank too much and had hallucinations, there was another shout in his ear:

　　"Help! Come on! Is there anyone here to help me?"

　　This time, the cry for help was clearer.

　　Lu Qi, who finally confirmed the source of the sound, turned his head to look at the dark alley on the right.

　　Through the dim moonlight, Lu Qi saw a white woman standing vaguely deep in the alley, waving her hands at him.

　　Big night, dark alleys, lonely women calling for help...

　　Every single piece of information is very dangerous. Not to mention, all in one piece.

　　Considering this is the crime-prone Los Santos, it all goes without saying…

　　If it is a kind-hearted ordinary person, maybe he will be curious and pity, and go check it out.

　　However, such an apparently clumsy "Immortal Dance" would definitely be ignored by Lu Qi in the past.

　　However, Lu Qi, who just got the pistol from Michael, suddenly had the urge to find out.

　　What if things weren't what he thought? Or maybe people really need help?

　　Thinking so, Lu Qi pulled out the car key, put it in the pocket of his coat, pretended to be very enthusiastic, and walked quickly into the alley.

　　"Ma'am, do you need help?"

　　Seeing Lu Qi, a white woman in her thirties, her eyes lit up, and she said very pompously:

　　"Oh! Thank God, someone finally came."

　　However, at that moment, Lu Qi keenly noticed that the corner of the other party's mouth rose unconsciously.

　　Is it exactly what I thought...

　　Not knowing what Lu Qi was thinking at this time, the woman pointed to the stairs on the right and continued her performance:

　　"My friend just fell to the ground suddenly, I think he may have had a heart attack..."

　　While speaking, the woman walked down the stairs and came to a more secret alley.

　　Lu Qi raised his brows and didn't speak, just followed behind obediently.

　　However, before Lu Qi could see the so-called heart patient, a bald man with a pistol and a fierce face, suddenly jumped out from the corner!

　　As soon as he came up, the other party aimed the gun at Lu Qi's head, and said fragrantly:

　　"Don't mess around! You bastard, hand over all the money right away!"

　　Sure enough...

　　Lu Qi was slightly stunned,

Let the man with the gun think that he is remembering his appearance, and he can't help shouting loudly:

　　"What are you looking at!"

　　While speaking, the man with the gun immediately took a step forward, put the muzzle of the gun on Lu Qi's forehead, and shouted:

　　"Look again?! Do you believe I shot you in the head?!"

　　The woman standing by the side urged, fearing that the world would not be in chaos:

　　"Hey, Asian guy, if you don't want to die, then quickly take out the money on your body!"

　　With the cold gun on his forehead, Lu Qi's first moment was not panic or fear, but rather excited and excited.

　　Not only that, he was also surprised to find that while his heart was beating wildly, his brain had never been so awake!

　　Maybe it was the drive of adrenaline that made him come up with a way to break the game in just a split second.

　　Lu Qi first raised his hands slightly to show his defenselessness, and then begged for mercy:

　　"Please don't hurt me, I'll give you all the money..."

　　Hearing this sentence, the man with the gun and the woman smiled at each other, already feeling that they were winning.

　　"You better not play tricks with me, or else..."

　　"Okay, please don't hurt me..."

　　Under the menacing gazes of the two, Lu Qi slowly put his hand into his trouser pocket, took out a somewhat worn wallet, and handed it to the bald man in front of him.

　　Grabbing the wallet, the bald man didn't check how much money was in it, but turned his head slightly and handed the wallet to his accomplice beside him.

　　And at the moment when the other party turned his head, Lu Qi moved!

　　I saw his right leg shoved forward, his hands grabbed forward, and before the bald man could react, he grabbed the pistol that was on his forehead.

　　Immediately afterwards, he twisted his hands hard, pulled it back, and used a very standard empty-handed gun-taking technique to grab the pistol from the opponent's hand!

　　In a flash, the situation has undergone a huge reversal.

　　The prey becomes the hunter, and the hunter becomes the prey.

　　Looking at the confused two people, Lu Qi slowly raised his head, and under the faint moonlight, he showed a very bright smile...