Bobby Dylan's team in Arthur Dent, known as a living map, knows every street and alley in Los Santos inside out. The alley in front of him was coming to an end, and he knew that he only had to run out of the alley to reach Little Seoul.

But in doing so, he will miss Arthur Dent who came to his aid.

So he had to deal with the pursuers as much as possible, and he had to slow himself down, because he had not had time to deal with the gunshot wound in his arm, and the bleeding was not stopping, and now he was starting to get a little dizzy, which may be a sign of excessive blood loss.

The pursuers behind him got closer and closer, firing a few shots from time to time to stop Bobby Dylan from running away. The situation was urgent, and Bobby Dylan was racing in his mind to search for the available environment nearby, when suddenly his eyes lit up and he remembered a building.

Beside the highway from Becklow to Wispucci, there is an apartment building with a very large area called Minglan Apartment. Built by two Orientals, this historic apartment has a complex interior and multiple exits, making it an ideal place to escape.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Three gunshots rang out in succession, the first two hitting the wall next to it, leaving clear bullet holes, and the third shot flew past Bob Dylan's ear, knocking over a trash can on the side of the road, and the stench was overflowing.

"Damn, you almost hit me!" Bobby Dylan muttered, firing back without looking back.

He no longer has the strength to mock those pursuers, he must save his physical strength, so that he has the energy to deal with those dogs in Minglan's apartment, waiting for support, otherwise he will really lose his life!

Turning the corner, Minglan Apartment is close in front of you. Bobby Dylan plucked up and ran in.

Ming Yuan, Mike Schofield had already invited Tang Ji and the others back to the living room, he was pacing back and forth in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, thinking about his next move, just now, there had been five consecutive calls for help!

His own men are under all-out attack from white-faced guys and arms dealers!

"Mike, negotiate with Franklin!" Tang Jisi thought about it, even if he went to kill Trevor Phillips and Franklin Thompson, it would take time, and when he found these two guys, maybe Mike's men would all die.

It's better to learn from those gangster films, negotiating, you can't talk and fight at the same time, right?

"Negotiations, how could they agree at this time!" Mike Schofield didn't understand why Tang Ji made such a stupid suggestion. When the opponent has an all-round advantage, will they negotiate with you?

"You just say that you are willing to give them all your benefits conditionally!" Tang Ji said categorically.

"Oh, that can't be!" cried Mike Schofield, what would happen to the brothers who were to get out, what to do with the people in need in the slums?

Then Mike Schofield was overjoyed, "I see, you want to ask them out and kill them again?"

"Mike~" Tang Ji said very helplessly, it seems that the idea of the Chinese soldiers is still difficult to prevail in the West, as a gang leader, he doesn't even use this basic means. "Think about it, if you change positions, will you not be guarded against this hand?"

"What's the use of asking them out? Is it really to give them benefits?"

"Time, Mike, we need time now. First withdraw the people who are outside safely, and the rest, it's simple. ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you!"

Franklin Thompson, the famous underworld arms giant in Los Santos, controls almost the entire underground weapons network in Los Santos, and no one in the whole of Los Santos can worry about him except for Mike Schofield.

But today he was in a very good mood.

Franklin Thompson was invited to the Perray Beach Bar by Trevor Phillips early in the morning. The two teamed up to clear Mike Schofield's big obstacle, and the effect was obvious, and several of Mike Schofield's action groups were eliminated.

"Come, old Cui, let's have another drink. Franklin Thompson, holding his glass, greeted Trevor Phillips. This old Cui is really good at enjoying it, how can he be worried about his life all day long, and he is worried about the goods he sells at any time and causes trouble for himself.

Trevor Phillips' phone vibrated on the coffee table with a subtle buzzing sound, he responded to Franklin Thompson with a wine glass in his left hand, picked up the phone with his right hand and looked at it, and smiled: "It's Mike's little handsome guy." ”

"Well, let me guess, did he call to beg for mercy?" Franklin Thompson laughed, a scar on his face squeezed together, his expression contorted to hideousness.

"Mike, Mike, that's a rarity!" Trevor Phillips turned on the speakerphone, put his phone on the table next to him, and smirked, "Guess who I'm drinking with?"

As he spoke, Trevor Phillips and Franklin Thompson, both of whom seemed to see the angry look of Mike Schofield on the other side of the phone, laughed.

"Alas, it's all about wealth and money. Mike Schofield on the phone sounded helpless, "You two, if I agree to give up all my interests, can you let me go?"

Well, what's the situation? Mike Schofield is such an easy person to throw in the towel? Trevor Phillips and Franklin Thompson, both of them looked at each other, and they both saw the suspicion in each other's eyes.

"Mike, don't play tricks, what's the point?!" Franklin Thompson, whose temper was as violent as the arms he was selling, asked aloud, pulling at the scarred face.

"Although the strength of the two of them is very strong, I also have conditions, why don't we make an appointment to talk somewhere?" Mike Schofield's voice became unhurried again, as long as those two guys were willing to talk, at least there was a door to this matter.

"What are the conditions, you can talk about it first. Trevor Phillips raised his hand to stop Franklin Thompson's momentum and asked calmly.

"First, you must not deal with my people during the negotiations. ”

"Well, what else?" asked Trevor Phillips, noncommittal.

"Second, I need to give my men a severance package. Since then, our grievances have been written off. ”

"Anything else?" Trevor Phillips smiled coldly, thinking about surrendering, still thinking about the errand runners under him, which is why you Mike Schofield is deflated.

"It's gone. ”

"Hmm, don't you think about yourself?" said Trevor Phillips, surprised.

"I believe that the two of you will definitely not be embarrassed by me, right?"

"Hahaha~ Interesting, interesting, Mike, since you want to talk, before dark, rush to the Perro Beach Bar, I'm afraid that my warriors will go out again before it gets dark!"

Trevor Phillips burst into another smug laugh, stuck out his chubby fingers, and pressed the phone.

"Hey, old Cui, you don't really want a ceasefire, do you?" Franklin Thompson had a rhythm of moving if he didn't agree.

"Of course, you can rest assured that everything is under control. Trevor Phillips motioned for him to be calm, "Tommy, let's stop, but don't lose it." You know what?"

Tommy Cruise, who was standing on the side, nodded, signaling that he understood.

Mingyuan, Mike Schofield put down his phone and looked at Tang Ji.

"How's it going, did you agree?"

"Well, let me get to the Perro Beach Bar before dark. Let's figure it out. Mike Schofield said and stood up, and Jim Collins, who had been standing on the sidelines, hurriedly followed up, ready to cooperate with the boss's actions.

"Who are you going to talk to?"

"Huh, didn't you tell me to negotiate?" Mike Schofield was a little surprised.

"No, no, no, don't go now. ”

Mike Schofield spread out his hands and stared at Tang Ji with wide eyes. What's the situation? Are you kidding me?

"You call first and ask your men to come to Mingyuan. I'll tell you what to do with the rest. Speaking of this, an unpredictable smile appeared on Tang Ji's face.

"No, Lao Cui will definitely arrange for people to follow him, it doesn't matter if Mingyuan is exposed, everyone will be together, and a few rockets will be finished, Franklin is not short of this. Mike Schofield completely disagrees with Tang Ji's approach, which is simply cocooning himself.

"Rockets? Tang Ji smiled silently, he had seen a lot of individual bazookas in the movie, and the gangsters in Los Santos were probably the only one, right? He said to Jim Collins again, "Jim, please get a bazooka." ”

Jim Collins first looked at his boss. In fact, Mike Schofield was also curious about what Tang Ji wanted to do with the bazooka. The boss didn't object, and Jim Collins got up and asked the people who were guarding outside to fetch the bazookas.

Soon, a well-maintained M72LAW rocket launcher was placed in front of Tang Ji.

"You come, you come, where will I use this. Tang Ji picked up the bazooka with both hands, felt heavy in his hands, and handed it back to Jim Collins.

Jim Collins took the bazooka and carried it on his shoulder easily, he looked at Tang Ji incomprehensibly, his eyes were full of doubt, and vigilance, he still didn't know what Tang Ji needed him to do.

"Ten paces away, fire at me!"

"Huh?" Everyone in the room was stunned, how much could this person think about it? Only Feng Qingxuan sat there quietly drinking the drink in the cup, this thing called Coca-Cola, it tasted really good.

"Don't worry, I'm not a suicide person. Tang Ji clapped his hands and said to Jim Collins, "Come on, don't delay time." ”

Jim Collins didn't dare to do this, not to mention whether he would kill Tang Ji, even if he couldn't die, he would destroy the boss's living room.

"Jim, you...... According to Mr. Tang, try it. Mike Schofield's expression was very entangled, he couldn't bear to let Tang Ji die, and he wondered what kind of confidence he had to say such a thing.

Eventually, he hesitated to give Jim Collins the order.