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Immediately afterwards, Lu Qi clenched his left fist and punched him on the right cheek.

This punch directly knocked the muscular man to the ground.

After dealing with the muscular man, Lu Qi shook his left fist, and said with a smile to the other two who hadn't had time to react:

"God said that if someone slaps you on the left cheek, you should turn the right cheek as well. It seems that your buddy should be a very faithful believer"

The scene in front of them shocked all the onlookers.

They never expected that Lu Qi, who still had bruises on his face, killed the muscular man who was taller and stronger than him in a few hits.

They couldn't believe their eyes at all.

However, lying on the ground, motionless muscular man, says it all

Standing not far behind Lu Qi, Rick's eyes glowed, and he couldn't help but mutter:

"Hua Guo Kung Fu Hua Guo Kung Fu"

Looking at the muscular man lying on the ground, and then at Lu Qi with a calm face, the two companions of the muscular man looked at each other, hesitant.

After hesitating for a moment, the more ruthless man with the nose ring made a decision!

"FXXK!"

"Let's go together!"

As soon as the words fell, the two put on a posture and rushed towards Lu Qi together.

Wrap your left hand around and swing it to the side. While removing the opponent's strength, your right hand hit the nose ring man's throat with a palm!

At the same time, a strong wind hit from the right, Lu Qi did not hesitate, tilted his head, and avoided another enemy's sneak attack.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his foot and kicked the opponent's knee, causing him pain, and immediately knelt down on one knee.

While the other party was kneeling before getting up, Lu Qi took half a step forward with his right foot, facing the panicked face, just washed his face with his fist.

The extremely fast double fists, like raindrops in a downpour, fell one after another!

After only holding on to seven or eight punches, the last enemy also passed out in the rain of punches

Seeing the three felled punks, Lu Qi looked back at the crowd eating melons, and waved to the excited black man, "Hey, Rick, help me?"

"OK!"

Immediately afterwards, with the help of the black brother, Lu Qi threw the three fainted punks on the ground to the garbage dump at the back door.

In this way, it can be regarded as repaying the revenge of being beaten just now.

Although strictly speaking, it was not him who was beaten, but the original owner of this body

Standing in front of the garbage dump, looking at the three people lying on the garbage dump, Lu Qi ruthlessly touched the pockets of the three people.

With this touch, in addition to getting his wallet back, Lu Qi also gained an extra income of more than 200 yuan.

"It seems that the income of the little gangster is quite high."

While muttering, he took out a $20 dollar knife and handed it to the black brother. Lu Qi thanked:

"Thank you for your reminder"

He took the beautiful knife and stuffed it into his pocket. The black man showed his white teeth, patted his left chest with his fist, pointed at Lu Qi, and said with a smile:

"No problem, buddy! Anytime"

Before the words were finished, the black man suddenly changed the subject, like a cannonball, spit out a lot of questions:

"By the way, the tricks you just did are Hua Guo Kung Fu?"

"Can you teach me a few tricks?"

"I can worship the idiot teacher for nothing, and tell you to obey your father"

Faced with the talented rap and the poor Chinese of the black race, Lu Qi was a little overwhelmed, and immediately regretted his decision to ask the other party for help.

After perfunctory words to the black brother and dismissed him, Lu Qi returned to the bar again, ready to continue playing his role as the bartender.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a gray suit with an M-shaped hairline sat down at the bar, handed an empty wine glass to him, and said, "Boy, you should be glad they don't have guns on them." !"

As soon as the voice fell, the next second, a reminder sounded in Lu Qi's mind:

Contact the protagonist of the world, the world mission starts!

Chapter 3 Los Santos Cuckold King

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.

Not cheap suits, 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.

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

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, jabsp;, 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"

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.

"Alix."

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, [-]v[-] BOY, you are really good at fighting. Tell me, are you Huaguo kung fu?"

"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 like this. But when you get to my age, you'll regret it, why didn't you 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"

While talking, Michel began to scold:

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!"

Seeing this, Lu Qi hurriedly comforted him:

"Hey Michael, take it easy and take it easy"

After drinking another glass of whiskey, Michael, who had calmed down a little, put his elbows on the bar and 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 exaggerated 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 bear it.

This is why Michael prefers to stay in a noisy and dilapidated bar than in a luxuriously decorated mansion.

. . .

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, Michael, 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 up 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: "No. 6 Lagunas Avenue"

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

Lu Qi took out a $20 dollar knife and handed it to the driver after being very considerate to help the old man fasten his seat belt:

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

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

Rumble

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 sinful capital 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?"

Chapter 4 Small goal: [-] million