The answer is simple.

Because, Lu Qi has a different-dimensional item space known as the "fourth-dimensional chrysanthemum"!

In the eight compartments of item space, he usually keeps two pistols, a carbine, a tactical dagger, and enough magazines. Nylon cable ties, tape, cash and other sundries are also available.

These are the guys who save lives in emergencies.

This is also the main reason why Lu Qi remained so calm after being kidnapped!

After all, how can one not fight in GTA?!

As early as he was brought to the chair, Lu Qi began to save himself.

He first attracted Defan's attention with words, took out the tactical dagger from the item space, and began to quietly cut the rope at his wrist. After cutting the rope, he did not fight back immediately, but continued to wait.

The most appropriate time.

But this opportunity was created for him by De Fan.

De Fan kicked him to the ground and planned to hit his head with a big wrench.

The bloody scene that was about to happen caused the surrounding mercenaries to avert their eyes.

It was precisely because of this fleeting opportunity that Lu Qi suddenly rose up and launched a desperate counterattack!

Due to a mental calculation and an unintentional calculation, combined with being caught off guard, Merryweather's mercenaries were completely wiped out before they even had time to fire their guns.

In just thirty seconds, the only person left in the entire factory was Lu Qi, who was sitting on a chair with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

And...Defan was slumped on the ground with a look of horror on his face.

In Defan's hand, he still held the big wrench that he wanted to open up Lu Qi. However, judging from his slightly trembling hands, he no longer dared to do that...

Using a dagger to cut the nylon rope tied around his ankles, Lu Qi was finally able to leave the chair and regain his freedom.

Lu Qi casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and put the HK416 carbine tightly held in his right hand back into the item space.

Seeing the carbine in Lu Qi's hand disappear with a "swish", Defan's pupils suddenly dilated, and his disbelief was palpable.

Noticing De Fan's reaction, Lu Qi had no time to pay attention to him.

He took out a magazine from the item space, replaced the empty magazine of the HK45 pistol, loaded the bullet, and Lu Qi raised the gun again.

Seeing Lu Qi's movements, Defan was startled and shouted quickly:

"Don't! Don't kill me! Don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Qi pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

The crisp sound of gunfire echoed throughout the factory.

However, when Defan closed his eyes tightly, thinking that he was going to die like this, he found that there was no pain at all in his body.

When he opened his eyes, he learned from the direction of the gun that the target of Lu Qi's shooting was not him, but the three injured Merryweather mercenaries who fell to the ground!

What is he doing?

Noticing De Fan's reaction, Lu Qi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and reveal a hint of sneer.

In his opinion, a villain like De Fan who talks a lot will not understand the importance of last-hitting...

"Okay, now all the people who are in the way have been killed. Now, only the two of us are left..." As he spoke, Lu Qi slowly sat down on his chair, pointed his gun at De Fan, and revealed a penetrating look.

Smile:

"You say so? Mr. Weston!"

...

It's two o'clock in the morning, on the outskirts of Los Santos, in a desert that seems familiar.

A black van, with its dazzling headlights on, was parked there quietly.

Wherever the light shines, there is a figure working hard.

In the sandpit, which is one and a half people deep and has enough space for five or six adult men to pile up, a gray-faced Defan holds a shovel in his hand and is shoveling dirt out.

De Fan moved his hands slowly, and even though his head was sweating profusely, he did not dare to stop wiping the sweat.

Because, not far away, Lu Qi was sitting on a chair, pointing a gun at him.

The reason why he worked hard to dig a hole in the uninhabited desert in the early morning was not because De Fan had nothing to do, but because Lu Qi offered him an exchange for his life!

"As long as you bury all seven corpses under the sand with your own hands, I will let you go!" - These were Lu Qi's original words.

Facing the dark and cold muzzle, De Fan had no choice but to nod in agreement.

So, here they are.

The large sand pit that Devan was digging was the burial place prepared for the seven Meriwether mercenaries that Lu Qi killed.

After digging for about half an hour, Lu Qi estimated that the space in the sand pit was enough, and suddenly said:

"Let's stop here. Everyone squeezes in and it should be almost done."

Hearing this, De Fan, who was highly concentrated, suddenly relaxed and his body swayed slightly. If it weren't for the shovel in his hand, he might have collapsed in the sand pit.

Seeing De Fan's appearance, Lu Qi twitched the corners of his mouth and reminded him ruthlessly:

"Don't relax, Mr. Weston, there are still seven corpses that need you to carry..."

"These people sacrificed their lives for your personal revenge. In a sense, you killed them with your own hands. Therefore, the task of burying them now can only be done by you...

"

"Do you agree?"

Although he wanted to kill Lu Qi, he swore in his heart that after returning, he would immediately gather people to cut Lu Qi into pieces. However, De Fan was very obedient on the surface, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

Echoed: "Yes, yes, you are right!"

"Then what are you waiting for?!"

At Lu Qi's loud shout, Defan was all excited, climbed out of the sand pit and ran towards the van.

While watching De Fan drag corpses one after another from the compartment of the van into the sandpit, Lu Qi was calculating in his mind.

As the last body was thrown into the sand pit, the space in the sand pit was almost full.

Wiping off a trace of blood on the corner of his clothes in disgust, Defan looked at Lu Qi aside and asked cautiously:

"I've done everything you asked me to do. Look... is it almost time to let me go?"

"Well...it's time."

After lowering his head and murmuring, Lu Qi slowly raised his head and showed a bright smile to De Fan:

"Sorry, I changed my mind."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Qi raised his gun, pointed it between De Fan's eyebrows, and pulled the trigger!

There was only a "bang" sound, and the bullet penetrated his head. Defan fell down in response. With a "bang" sound, he fell backwards into the sand pit he dug with his own hands.

And on De Fan's face, there is still the last look of his life, which is one of surprise and disbelief...

From the beginning, Lu Qi had no intention of letting De Fan go. He only wanted to keep him alive to save himself some effort in dealing with the aftermath.

Looking down at De Fan, whose eyes were wide open and staring blankly, Lu Qi blinked and murmured to himself:

"I thought you weren't that stupid..."
Chapter completed!