As soon as Wang Hao rushed across the road, he saw Franklin running out of the car in a panic, and when he saw Wang Hao rushing over with an iron rod, he smiled gratefully and said, "Wang, run, that guy may shoot." ”

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, then dropped the iron pipe and fled with Franklin, and the two ran two streets before hiding in a fast food restaurant to rest.

"Wow, that uncle's way of doing things is an old-school mafia, that's cool!" Franklin gasped.

"I'll go, he's pointing a gun at your head and you're still saying it's cool? I don't understand what your black brains are. Wang Hao looked disgusted.

"Hey, buddy, do you know, he actually gave me a stack of money, and the guy said with a cool look: Boy, I won't treat each other badly when things are done. Oh my God, idols. Franklin exclaimed.

"Okay boy, as for it?" Wang Hao complained.

"Hehe, what do you want to eat, I'm in for a treat, wahahaha, he gave me a full three hundred yuan." "Franklin was like an upstart.

"Cut, what's good at the fast food restaurant, I want three burgers, two ice cream, a big fries, a fried chicken thigh, and a big glass of Coke. Wang Haosuo said sharply.

"Damn, eat so much fat to kill you!" Franklin complained.

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"Hey, it seems that I can't go back to the car dealership, and I'm unemployed again. Franklin said depressedly as he ate.

"Why don't you just come to the big pitcher bar, there is still a shortage of waiters here, although they don't make much. Wang Hao proposed.

"Well, when is the right time for me to go?" Franklin asked.

"Tomorrow at 8 a.m., usually the manager will come to check the accounts. Wang Hao said.

"Well, I'll come over tomorrow morning, and hopefully the manager won't be racist. Franklin laughed to himself.

After a brief meal, the two dispersed, Wang Hao went back to the bar, and wondered if he could receive a call from the police station, after all, the recruitment profile said that the results of cultural classes are just for reference, isn't it?

I have to say that the efficiency of the Los Santos Police Station is still very fast, the exam was just held in the morning, and the results came out in the afternoon, at nine o'clock in the evening, Wang Hao was busy in the bar, and the foreman informed Wang Hao to go to the office on the second floor to answer the phone, which was called by the Los Santos North District Police Department.

Wang Haole picked up the phone in a hurry, "Hey, this is Wang Hao." ”

"Oh, Mr. Wang Hao, this is the Los Santos North District Police Department, and I regret to inform you that since you scored 3 points in the Chinese course of the Los Santos Police Force exam, we cannot agree to your request to join the Los Santos Police Department. ”

"Fake, Fake!" Wang Hao angrily slammed the phone.

At 12 o'clock in the evening, the bar closes, the staff is paying their salaries for the day, and the bar manager arrives.

"Hi guys, I'm going to announce one thing, due to the immigration of the big boss's family, then the bar will not be open from tomorrow, it will be listed for sale, everyone settles the salary, and you don't have to come to work tomorrow. ”

"Walter Provoke Fake!?" Wang Hao almost collapsed.

"Oh yes, Wang, you can stay for another day today, tomorrow morning the boss's assistant and the lawyer will come to take inventory, you can just hand over the keys to the assistant when you leave tomorrow morning." ”

Early the next morning, Wang Hao handed over the keys, carried the luggage of one of his shoulder bags, and stood in the wind on the side of the road with a confused face.

"Hey, man, I'm here, are you going on a trip?" asked Franklin on his motorcycle when he saw Wang Hao on the side of the road.

"Xiaofu, I'm also unemployed, Fake, this special bar will be closed for sale from today!" Wang Hao scolded ventingly.

"Oh my god, so my job is ruined?" said Franklin, clutching his head.

"The problem is that even if you don't have a job, you still have a place to live, and I don't even have a place to live now!" Wang Hao wanted to cry without tears.

"Well, I can't let you live in my house, and my aunt can't wait to kick me out. But there's always a way, isn't there? Forget it, let's go to my idol and see what I can do. Franklin suggested.

"Idol?" Wang Haoqi said.

"Oh, it's that uncle yesterday, Kubi, let's go, get in the car, let's go to his house. Franklin suddenly became inexplicably excited.

"Oh God, aren't you afraid that he will shoot you down, and you still want to provoke him?" Wang Hao looked like I had obeyed you.

"Hey, didn't he say it yesterday, he's going to have a drink, let's go!" Franklin urged.

Wang Hao simply jumped on the back seat of the motorcycle, and he had nothing to love.

Mike's house is on Perot Avenue in the Eclipse Zone, and the two come to Mike's house, the yard door is not closed, and they ask the gardener, only to know that Mike is on the edge of the pool in the backyard.

The two walked straight to the backyard, passing by the back door, and heard two women arguing on the second floor, roaring loudly, and scolding each other in vulgar language, the two looked at each other awkwardly, and walked straight to Mike, who was leisurely listening to music and drinking whiskey in the yard, and sunbathing on a beach chair under the palm trees.

"Hey, why are you two boys here?" Mike asked as he sipped whiskey.

"Oh, we're both unemployed, and we'd like to see if there's anything we can do to help, and besides, didn't you say you're going to invite us to drink?" Franklin explained.

"Oh, you guy, when I was in power, you little devils were still playing in the mud, but now it's the world of you young people. Mike looked at Franklin and Wang Hao and couldn't help but sigh.

A few people chatted on the edge of the pool in the backyard of Mike's house, Mike told them about his scenery back then, and when Franklin knew that this McDee Santa was the super thief McToni who caused a sensation in the United States, he shouted idols, Wang Hao pouted on the side, disapproving, but he was very interested in some of the ways that Mike told about the use of firearms, and put forward his own opinions.

For a while, the chat between the three of them was very pleasant, and Mike felt appreciative of Wang Hao and Franklin.

"I've been doing this for a long time, and I've got out alive, so for me, retirement life is just right, you young don't understand anything, if you two work hard and keep grabbing land, maybe you will become a rich black boss or something, but that's all a fart, boy, go to college, so that after graduation, you can find a government job, and you can still get a salary when you scrape oil, this is called capitalism. Mike said to Franklin and Wang Hao, and Wang Hao agreed.

"So what I saw that day was a retired corpse suddenly standing up and scaring people half to death, right?" Franklin apparently didn't agree with Mike's words.

"The lesson of that day is to teach you humility, and tomorrow we will watch a training video. Mike said boredly.

"Training for what?" Wang Hao and Franklin were confused.

"It's nothing, I just fell into a pipe dream of an 80s movie. Mike asked.

"Alright then, boys, I'll invite you two to drink, go to my favorite little bar, it's not far from here, let's go, drive my wife's car. The two of them followed Mike and began to walk towards the door, when suddenly Mike's phone rang.

"Hey, Jimmy, I'm going to have a drink, what!!The yacht was stolen? Are you crazy? Okay, I'll go save my boat!" Mike pinched the phone, puffed up. "Guys, plans have changed, my son is in trouble. ”

"Uh. We're here to help you. Franklin said.