"Buzz~Buzz~Buzz~" Mike Schofield's phone vibrated inappropriately at this time, and he picked it up and looked at it, but it was Trevor Phillips.

"Hahaha~ I knew that Mike you wouldn't be in that first car!" Before Mike Schofield could speak, there was a smug laugh from Trevor Phillips on the phone, which made Mike Schofield frown, this feeling was really unpleasant!

"Old Cui, you damn guy!" Mike Schofield also turned on his violent temper in an instant, and yelled into the phone, they are all underworld bosses in Los Santos, will they still lose to a guy in the sunset in momentum?

"What the hell are you mad about?! If you're brave enough to come at me, pull those poor people, you Trevor Phillips, and disgrace your ancestors!"

"Mike, Mike, Mike, you won't be scared, will you? Don't worry, I won't let you die so soon!" Trevor Phillips continued to smugly as he didn't pick up Mike Schofield's stubble.

"But it won't be long, because I'm going to take your life myself soon!hahaha~" said Trevor Phillips with another wild laugh.

"What do you want, say it quickly!" Mike Schofield deliberately lowered his profile, but still had to make Trevor Phillips feel his anger, otherwise this guy would be able to get an inch.

"Hmph, what do I want!" said Trevor Phillips, finally stopping his heartfelt laughter, "Mike, are you blinded by lard?

"And poor Franklin, his share, I want too!" said Trevor Phillips, his somber voice, as if to see his face dripping with water. "Also, you must get me out of Los Santos! I don't want to see you again in my lifetime!"

"Old Cui, old Cui, are you talking to me about terms?" Mike Schofield suddenly changed his attitude again, and smiled for a long time, "You want my life." What's in it for me?"

"Hey, hey, hey~ This is my condition, you can not agree, you can also think about it!" After speaking, Trevor Phillips hung up the phone.

"Woo~" There was another sound of breaking the sky, from the top of the building not far away, someone fired a rocket, and Mike Schofield's convoy, with the previous lesson, serpentine on Inglewood Avenue, constantly dodging the rocket attacks that came from the jet.

On the façade of another building, a large electronic screen hangs live news of the explosion in Inglewood.

Next, we will bring you a beautiful oriental music performance. ”

On the large electronic screen, the anchor who was originally reading the news pressed his headset suspiciously, then looked towards the right side of the picture, made a hellish expression, disconnected Inglewood's news, and said the above sentence.

Maybe in the eyes of the news anchor, this is simply nonsense! If you don't broadcast good explosive news, what kind of music performance will you broadcast in the air, and do you want the ratings?

At the scene in the TV studio, the news anchor saw two Orientals, a man and a woman, standing next to the director, as if they were exchanging something. After a while, I saw the woman find a random chair and sit down, and put the strange-looking piano on her lap.

The news anchor knew that the TV signal must have switched to the advertising content by now, and the director would switch the signal to the woman as soon as the units were ready.

The woman, of course, was Feng Qingxuan, and after she sat down, she nodded at the person known as the director, who knew that she was ready.

"Music recital, broadcast countdown 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, signal switching. ”

As a light hit Feng Qingxuan's body, her image had already passed through the signal transmission tower of Los Santos TV station and covered all the TVs that were turned on at this time in Los Santo, and the audio would also cover all the running broadcast systems, which was completely forcibly pushed.

Music plays. Sure enough, it is mysterious oriental music, which gives people a refreshing feeling.

The on-site director couldn't help but nodded, it seems that Boss Mike really has a unique vision, and the programs he recommends to him are so talented!

At this time, Feng Qingxuan had fully devoted herself to her performance, and the first thing she had to do was to quietly pour her source power into the signal transmission tower of the TV station, and cover every corner of Los Santos with the signal transmission.

She couldn't do hypnosis directly, so the first thing was too consuming, and she couldn't do it at all. Secondly, hypnosis of the whole city may cause accidental injuries to others. Now she needs to know the approximate range of Trevor Phillips so she can direct the output.

Mike Schofield's phone rang again, this time Tang Ji's phone number.

"Mike, I need a place for Trevor Phillips. ”

Tang Ji didn't expect that this operation would bring such a big trouble to Feng Qingxuan, and now that it was in front of him, he had to locate the position of Trevor Phillips first, and had to call Mike Schofield again.

"Okay, I'll figure it out. ”

"Be quick!"

"Understood. ”

Mike Schofield hung up, groaned slightly, and dialed directly to Trevor Phillips.

"Yo yo yo Mike, think about it so quickly this time?" said Trevor Phillips, smirking as he thought he had captured Mike Schofield's lifeblood, which was these poor creatures of Inglewood.

Mike M. Schofield is a kind-hearted fellow, and the poor creatures of Inglewood also revere Mike Schofield, so as long as he grasps this key factor, Mike Schofield can't jump out of the palm of his hand.

"Five minutes, the park west of the Inglewood Bridge, I'll wait for you there, no waiting!" Mike Schofield said decisively, without any further thoughts of talking to Trevor Phillips.

"Don't play tricks, you know, if I'm dead, Inglewood won't be able to survive at all. ”

"Whatever you want, if you want to come, if you don't come, it's a big deal to die!" It was out of trust in Tang Ji that Mike Schofield decided to take such a gamble, and it might be more convenient to lead Trevor Phillips directly to a place with fewer people.

As everyone knows, Mike Schofield's behavior is exactly in line with Feng Qingxuan's needs.

"Mr. Tang, five minutes later, in the park west of the Inglewood Bridge, I asked Lao Cui to come over. ”

Mike Schofield immediately called Tang Ji again, and with his knowledge of Trevor Phillips, he believed that Trevor would definitely go!

"Well done!" Tang Ji hung up the phone and told Feng Qingxuan the news, and at the same time, he called up the electronic map of Los Santos for Feng Qingxuan, and made the park west of the Inglewood Bridge an obvious standard.

Feng Qingxuan listened to Tang Ji's words, saw the location marked on the electronic map again, nodded slightly, signaled that he knew, secretly withdrew the source force's coverage of the whole city, and slowly covered the park.

"I'll go over first, and you'll come here when you're done. Tang Ji continued to transmit the message to Feng Qingxuan, and he wanted to rush over to help.

He knew that under Feng Qingxuan's long-range coverage, the source force could not be finely controlled, and it would inevitably form an indiscriminate attack, and everyone in the park would be in a state of sleep, and if no one restrained Trevor Phillips, wouldn't it be in vain.

This time, due to the urgency of time, Tang Ji couldn't care about shocking the world.

He walked out of the studio and came to a platform, directly concretizing a sword of source power, floating in front of him, exuding a glittering brilliance and dazzling eyes. After that, Tang Ji took a step forward, stood on the sword of source power, and with a movement of his mind, the sword of source power broke through the air.

This is the first time that Tang Ji has flown in a modern city. He continued to climb in height, watching the buildings pass under his feet, and sighed in his heart. I am no longer the real estate marketing planner who stays up late and desperately rushes to the plan.

The world is really impermanent.

The Inglewood Bridge, just north of the Inglewood district, is a riverside park on the west side of the bridge, which is already on the edge of the city, and there are very few people who come here to exercise at night.

It was not yet noon, and when Mike Schofield's motorcade arrived, it was still quiet, except for the public sound system playing music from the television station. He looked up at his watch, and in four minutes, he knew right away if Trevor Phillips was coming.

"Everyone, pay attention, Lao Cui will be here soon. Mike Schofield opened the door and beckoned to his men. Then, he found a random place to sit down and rest.

The men looked around nervously, as if Trevor Phillips was going to jump out at any moment and give his boss a shot.

"Tutu Tu Tu ~" In the sky, the noise of a helicopter flight is getting louder and louder. Mike Schofield looked up and saw the red and white helicopter flying over the Inglewood Bridge towards the park, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed and knew that Trevor Phillips was coming!

The red-and-white helicopter came quickly. Almost in the blink of an eye, we were above the park.

"Mike, you're coming quickly!" said Trevor Phillips's triumphant voice over the helicopter's high-powered speakers.

Mike Schofield on the ground stood up and walked to the middle of the clearing, of course he was not afraid that Trevor Phillips would actually kill him, after all, the other party still wanted those belongings.

The helicopter quickly flew around the park and landed.

Trevor Phillips just looked a little fat, and he was still very agile when he jumped out of the helicopter.