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All-day stand-alone big player ( Re )

In GTA5, I was a member of F4 in Los Angeles, and the trouble-solver that Hollywood was craving! In "Call of Duty", I am the founding member of the 141 Special Forces, and I am also the most reliable teammate of Old Immortal Price as always! "Tomb Raider", "Killer", "Resident Evil"... I'm Lu Qi. When an opportunity to traverse the world of a single-player game was presented to me, I pressed the agree button awkwardly. In this way, I embarked on my own stand-alone journey... [There are two million-word old books, which are updated and stable, and will never be monitored. 】

Namelessempire · ゲーム
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Chapter 90 processing plant

At the same time, in the processing plant...

  Along with the conveyor belt connected by the iron hook, Michael, who was hung upside down on a large iron hook, slowly moved forward.

  And at the end of the conveyor belt, there is a large splitting machine!

  Seeing the high-speed rotating sharp circular saw instantly cut the whole pig in half in half, Michael's heart became more and more flustered.

  He didn't want to end up with the pig!

  While struggling, Michael spoke in English to a guard holding the machine's remote control and said:

  "Hey! Brother, how about we negotiate a deal? You let me go, I'll give you 100,000, OK?"

  However, what made Michael even more devastated was that the other party's English listening seemed to be completely substandard.

  "Xiba, fat man, what are you talking about? I don't understand!"

  Hearing the sticky text coming out of the other party's mouth, Michael knew that this deal had already died before the negotiation started.

  Under the emotions of helplessness, panic, disappointment, etc., Michael couldn't help but curse:

  "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh FUCKING Trevor! FUCKING GUO GUYS!!"

  The funny thing is that when Michael talks well, the guards don't understand it, but when he starts swearing, the other party understands it very well.

  Maybe it's because the word starting with F is too easy to understand...

  "What? Are you scolding me?!"

  Just as the angry guard wanted to step up to give Michael some color, a male voice suddenly came from the walkie-talkie hanging around his waist:

  "Someone is here to do something! The firepower of the other party is very strong, come out and help! Hurry up!"

  A short cry for help, mixed with a few gunshots, reached the ears of everyone in the processing plant.

  "Xiba!"

  The guard guarding Michael here seems to be a small leader of the Anyang faction.

  Hearing the stick text from the walkie-talkie, without doubting him, he directly pressed the call button on the walkie-talkie and ordered:

  "Everyone, go out and help and see which bastards dare to run wild in the Anyang faction's territory!"

  After speaking, he also took out a pistol from his waist and walked out quickly.

  Accompanied by the rustling footsteps, it gradually disappeared. In the entire huge processing factory, only Michael was hanging upside down on the iron hook, with a bloodshot face...

  . . .

  On the other hand, when the menacing Anyang faction boys rushed out of the processing factory with weapons in hand, they found that things were not what they had heard.

  There was no one in the open space of the warehouse, and there was no sign of a half-fire fight!

  "Xiba, who said that someone was here to do something?"

  Before he finished speaking, he only heard a "poof". The head of this little leader was like a smashed watermelon, with blood splashing everywhere!

  "what!"

  "Um!"

  In an instant, a wave of bullets shot from behind directly overturned six or seven people.

  When they realized that someone was attacking from behind, it was too late.

  Bang bang bang!

  The gunshots sounded one after another, and the members of the Anyang faction fell in response.

  He wanted to raise a gun to fight back, but because he was in an open space and didn't even have a bunker around him, he could only be beaten passively.

  Even if you are lucky enough to fight back, you can't find the enemy in the dark, you can only shoot by feeling.

  In this way, the effect is obvious.

  Under a series of gunshots, more than a dozen members of the Anyang faction who came out of the factory were all shot to the ground, wounded and dead.

  After all the dust settled, Lu Qi and Franklin walked out from the corners on both sides of the factory entrance.

  After looking around and confirming that the enemy basically has no power to fight back, Lu Qi said to Franklin on the side:

  "Xiao Fu, you go and drive the car first. I'll go in and bring Michael out. We have to get out of here before the note arrives."

  "no problem."

  Watching Franklin walk away, Lu Qi turned around and walked into the factory...

  . . .

  Because the plan to lure the snake out of the hole was very successful, all the guards in the factory were killed, so that Lu Qi went all the way without obstruction and came to the workshop where Michael was imprisoned.

  Seeing Michael with a blushing face and a thick neck hanging upside down on the iron hook, Lu Qi couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, walked to his side, and asked aloud:

  "Hey! Dude, need help?"

  "Alix?!"

  Seeing Lu Qi appear, Michael was both surprised and delighted, "Thank God, put me down!"

  "as you wish..."

  Lu Qi first turned off the half-splitting machine that was running, and then came to Michael's face, aiming at the iron hook, and with a "bang", he broke the chains that bound his legs with a shot.

  The next second, Michael fell in response, smashing his back to the ground.

  However, the feeling of his feet on the ground again made Michael ignore the pain.

  Getting up, Michael's first words were:

  "How did you know I was here?"

  "We'll talk about it later, let's get out of here first."

  "

I don't mind, I've long wanted to leave this hellish place anyway..."

  Along the original road, the two came to the door of the processing plant, and a white Bull S was parked at the door. Franklin shouted to the two through the car window:

  "Hey! Brothers, hurry up and get in the car!"

  Glancing at the pile of corpses lying on the ground, Michael raised his brows and didn't ask any further questions. He opened the car door and sat on it.

  Lu Qi also opened the co-pilot's door and sat on it.

  The next second, with the roar of the engine, the white bull S roared away...

  . . .

  After driving a distance, Michael, who was sitting in the back seat, breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh! When I was hung up, I thought I was dead..."

  "Avery, Xiao Fu, thank you, you don't have to do this..."

  "Right, thank you Alex, if it weren't for him, we wouldn't have been able to rescue you so easily."

  While speaking, Franklin told all about Lu Qi's use of the walkie-talkie to lead all the guards to the open space.

  "I knew you were a fucking genius!"

  Complimented from the bottom of his heart, Michael immediately asked, "By the way, how did you know I was here?"

  "Traver told me that you were taken by a gang of gangsters. Then, Lester gave us a tracking program that allowed us to track your cell phone signal," Lu Qi said.

  Hearing Trevor's name, Michael was stunned for a moment, and asked in disbelief:

  "What did he say? Really? What else did he say?"

  Hearing the temptation in Michael's words, Lu Qi immediately understood what Michael was afraid of.

  He was afraid that Trevor would tell Lu Qi and Franklin the truth about his betrayal of his companions, thus tearing off the hypocritical mask he had been trying to maintain.

  Let the two realize what an asshole he is...

  Lu Qi didn't answer the question, but turned around, staring at Michael in the back seat, and said meaningfully:

  "Michael, I think you owe us an explanation."