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Judging from Old Cui's angry appearance, a thought suddenly appeared in Lu Qi's mind:

Did he already know? !

Before Lu Qi could speak, Old Cui picked up Lu Qi's beer, took a big gulp, and said to himself:

"It's a pity that I went to visit his grave and mourned his death, but in the end, I found out that my fucking opinion of him was all wrong!"

"It's all wrong!!!"

The tone suddenly rose, and Lao Cui continued to talk to himself regardless of the strange eyes of the guests around him:

"That cunning bastard! He didn't die at all! It was Brad who died! And he knew it, but never thought of telling me the truth!!!"

"I should have thought of it long ago, I should have thought of it long ago"

Speaking of this, Old Cui seemed to have just remembered Lu Qi who was sitting opposite.

Looking at Lu Qi with those complicated eyes mixed with anger, sadness and helplessness, Trevor immediately withdrew his emotions, "Alex, do you know what Michael is most afraid of?"

Hearing this, Lu Qi, who had roughly guessed the origin of the matter, just shook his head in response.

"What he is most afraid of is that his betrayal of his brother will be exposed! Let everyone know that he is just a poor and pathetic traitor!"

"He'll just use one lie, cover another lie, and hope no one else will ever find out!"

"Fuck! Fuck Michael!! Fuck everything!!!"

After venting to his heart's content, Old Cui picked up the beer again and poured it into his mouth.

The beer slipping from his mouth and the clothes dripping on his body did not stop the beer in the glass from disappearing quickly.

Seeing this, Lu Qi turned his head and showed Joseph, who had been looking at him, a pair of scissors hands, signaling for him to bring two more glasses of beer.

With a "bang", Cui Fu put down the empty cup in his hand, grabbed Lu Qi's sleeve casually, stared at Lu Qi closely, and said:

"Alex, I advise you not to get too close to that vile bastard. Nothing he says is true. He is like a poisonous snake. He will stab you in the back when you are unsuspecting. One knife, then turn around and sell you to the fucking fib!"

After finishing speaking, Old Cui let go of his wrinkled sleeves, grabbed a glass of beer from Joseph who had just walked over, and continued to pour it into his mouth.

Shaking his head to Joseph, who was looking around, Lu Qi finally found the opportunity and said:

"Listen, I don't know what the hell happened between you and Michael, it sounds like he did something unforgivable. But, you and Michael have known each other for over ten years, why not sit down, Can you make it clear?"

For Lu Qi's persuasion, Old Cui scoffed:

"Clarify? Well, I don't think he and I have anything to say. It's all over in fucking North Yankton, in front of Brad's dead body!"

Hearing this, Lu Qi has already confirmed his thoughts, which are correct.

Somehow, Trevor knew everything that happened in North Yankton nine years ago.You know, your former companion Brad is not actually in prison, but died instead of Michel; you also know that the reason why Michel is alive is because he betrayed his companion and made a dirty deal with fib!

The truth, these two heavy words, are often difficult to accept.

Even a tough guy like Lao Cui, who is vicious and murderous without blinking an eye, can't accept the cruel fact that his best friend and brother deceived and betrayed him, so much so that he ran to the bar alone, trying to drink away his sorrow.

For nine years, Lao Cui, who has been kept in the dark, may be the most pitiful person

Looking at the old Cui who kept drinking, Lu Qi just wanted to comfort him, but unexpectedly, Cui Fu said again:

"Thankfully, I don't have to see this annoying traitor again, although the person who shot the bullet in his head was not me, but some Huaguo gangsters"

"But whatever the fuck, I don't want to waste bullets anyway"

Listening to Old Cui's muttering, Lu Qi couldn't help but raise his brows, capturing the important information between the words.

"Wait! You mean, a group of Chinese people killed Michael?!"

Chapter 89 Ah, Aza, I want to ask the way

"Hehe, even if you haven't killed him now, it will be sooner or later."

Hearing what Old Cui said next, Lu Qi suddenly raised his heart, and couldn't help but relax.

He thought Michael was just that cool.

"Those bastard gangsters mistakenly thought that bastard was my boyfriend, kidnapped him, and then threatened me. How dare you believe that?!"

"It's just a big joke! Hahaha"

Laughed a few times, suddenly felt that this was a bit boring, Trevor was cursing, while holding up beer, trying to anesthetize himself with alcohol.

Looking at Old Cui, whose eyes were blurred and already drunk, Lu Qi didn't stop him, but said calmly:

"Trev, I know, this is a festival between you and Michael, I don't want to get involved, but I can't just watch Michael get killed and do nothing."

Hearing this, Cui Fu waved his hand and cursed:

"Fuck you! You want to save that trash, that's your business, he is dead to me!"

After finishing speaking, Cui Fu didn't know whether it was because he was overwhelmed with alcohol or because he didn't want to talk to Lu Qi anymore, Cui Fu hit his head directly, and with a "bang", he lay down on the table and fell asleep.

Looking at the motionless old Cui, Lu Qi shook his head, stood up, and came to the bar, "Joseph, help me look at him, okay? I have something urgent to do."

"no problem."

After walking out of the bar, Lu Qi took out his mobile phone and called Lester:

"Hey?"

"Lester, I need your help with something."

"You said."

On the phone, Lu Qi briefly talked about the feud between Michael and Trevor, and the fact that he was taken away by a group of Chinese people.

Hearing Lu Qi's narration, Lester, who already knew the truth, couldn't help sighing: "The world is such an irony."

"No way, although that fat and bald middle-aged man failed Trevor. But, he has always been very good to me. At least now I can't sit here and watch him be killed. So you have a way to find out where he was locked up. where?"

"let me see"

"Okay! Michel's cell phone just got a signal, and I'll send you an app now, which can track its signal. The closer the distance, the stronger the signal, so be careful."

"I will, thanks."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Qi did not immediately open the software sent by Lester, but pressed another number again.

The phone was connected, and Franklin's smooth black accent came from the other side.

"Yo, bro, what's up?"

"Michael has an accident!"

. . .

Under the bright lights of Los Santos, a white Mammoth car was speeding down the street.

The speed of the car does not seem fast, but it can continue to overtake the car in front.

While holding the steering wheel with both hands, Franklin said casually, "No wonder I haven't seen Michael recently!"

Lu Qi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked at the red dot displayed by the tracking program on his mobile phone, and replied:

"Turn right at the next intersection and I just found out that Trevor and Michael had a falling out in North Yankton."

"Hey! These two fucking old bastards, what kind of festival did they have before? They either quarreled all day long or expected each other to be killed."

Faced with Franklin's complaints, Lu Qi could only shrug his shoulders and suggested:

"If you want to know, you can ask him after we rescue Michael."

According to Lester's tracking program, the two drove to a large warehouse in South Los Santos.

"It should be here."

Arriving at the destination, the two did not rush in, but observed the overall situation of the warehouse from a distance through the car window.

The warehouse has only one entrance and exit, and the rest are surrounded by high guardrail walls.

At the door, two Asian men were smoking and chatting.

There seemed to be no other patrolling guards in the huge warehouse.

After pulling out the magazine and carefully checking the hk45 with the silencer in his hand, Lu Qi said to Franklin who was eager to try:

"Are you ready?"

"Waiting for you!"

Frowning, Lu Qi smiled slightly, and with a "snap", he pushed the magazine, "Very well, you stay here first, and come over after I finish the two guys at the door!"

After speaking, Lu Qi pushed open the car door and walked straight to the warehouse door.

Seeing Lu Qi's Asian face, the two guards at the door did not immediately pull out their guns.

One of the guards stepped forward to stop Lu Qi, and said in some broken English: "Hey! You! What do you want?!"

Hearing this, Lu Qi pretended not to understand, and said to himself with a stick:

"Ah, I don't understand English, I just want to ask for directions"

The friendly hometown dialect immediately made the other party give up the action of touching the gun at the waist, "Hey, Bangyu? You are also from Bang! We"

"Yes, yes, I"

When the other party relaxed his vigilance, Lu Qi moved!

Lu Qi's eyes sharpened, and his whole body was like a tiger coming out of a cage. He stepped forward suddenly, clenched his fist with his right hand, and slammed the guard on the left in the abdomen.

"Um?!"

While he was covering his abdomen and bending over, Lu Qi pressed his hands on his back, soared into the air, and with a fierce whip kick, hit the shocked face of the guard on the right with a "slap".

The huge impact directly kicked him down, and he fainted on the spot.

After finishing off an enemy, Lu Qi did not relax, but pulled up the pale guard on the left who was still clutching his stomach.

Pulled out the pistol from the opponent's waist and threw it away, then grabbed his collar and asked viciously:

"You arrested a white man, where is he being held?"

The guard, whose stomach was churning, could barely speak normally. Under Lu Qi's pressure, he could only raise his finger and point to the warehouse with "128" at the door, and said intermittently:

"Inside that slaughterhouse"

After confirming Michael's location, Lu Qi then asked: "How many of you are guarding here? Is he still alive?"

"A dozen or so, I don't know when the boss leaves, just let us guard"

Seeing that he couldn't get too much information, Lu Qi knocked him unconscious with a knife, then walked out of the warehouse door and waved to Xiaofu who was waiting in the car.

While there was no one around, the two tied up the hands and feet of the two guards with nylon cable ties, put tape on their mouths, and dragged them to a dark corner.

After finishing it, the two squatted behind a container, while observing the situation in warehouse No. 128 with their probes, they began to discuss how to rescue Michael.

"Brother, what should we do now? Shall we go straight in and save people?"

Glancing at Xiao Fu who was only holding a small pistol but speaking harsh words, Lu Qi shook his head, raised his left hand, and as if by magic, a black walkie-talkie appeared.

In the next second, a sly smile appeared on his face:

"No, I have a plan!"

Chapter 90 Luring the snake out of its hole

At the same time, the processing plant

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

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

Seeing the sharp circular saw turning at high speed, cutting a whole pig in front of him in half instantly, Michel became more and more flustered.

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

While struggling hard, Michel spoke English to a guard holding the remote control of the machine and said:

"Hey! Brother, how about we make a deal? You let me go, I'll give you [-], ok?"

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

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