Then one of the three, named Brad, fell to the ground with blood spurting out of his chest.
Trevor immediately hid behind the cover.
"Damn it, it's the FIB. Someone must have tipped them off!"
Trevor made an angry sound.
But Mike next to him seemed to feel no threat at all, and was still comforting Brad who was shot on the ground.
At this time, the second bullet came and Mike fell down.
"Lao Cui, let's go, get out of here! Oh my god, I can't make it. I'm going to bleed to death."
Looking at Mike and his companions lying on the ground, Trevor cursed a few times and wanted to break out of the encirclement and take Mike and his companions with him.
But then, facing the police officers who were attacking him, Cui Fo could only take a hostage and escape.
And disappeared in the wind and snow.
After Trevor escapes, the FBI agent who ambushed him at the beginning and the priest are presiding over Mike's funeral.
But the scene changes, and outside the cemetery, Mike, neatly dressed, is alive and well.
With an expressionless face, he smoked a cigarette while watching the movements inside. Then he threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and turned away silently.
At the same time, a funeral was still going on in the cemetery, and the game screen slowly fell into darkness.
The name of the game appeared in the center of the field of vision.
Grand Theft Auto!
Obviously this is just the beginning of the game.
But Ah Dai still hasn't come to his senses.
Mike is not dead, so who is dead?
Is there a traitor?
And I'm the ghost?!
Combined with Mike’s performance just now and the relevant plot background.
Ah Dai was very clear and came to a conclusion.
That's the person who contacted the FIB and betrayed this operation.
If nothing unexpected happens, it's Mike himself.
Could it be that Mike is not actually a robber, but an undercover agent?
Thinking of some movies he had watched, A-Dai was guessing in his heart.
But it didn't give him much time to think.
Because next, the game screen appeared on the screen.
It's not a first-person or third-person over-the-shoulder view.
It is a picture taken with a wide angle of view from a movie lens.
The sun shines into the house through the window, and the ray tracing technology is fully demonstrated.
The various shadows and feedback from ambient lighting are realistic and charming.
On the sofa, Mike was sitting in a suit.
Just like successful people in big cities.
It's just that his eyes and expression were a little confused.
"Your son James, is he a good boy?"
A voice suddenly sounded and asked Mike.
Hearing this, Mike seemed to have heard something incredible and asked himself.
"He's a good boy? A good boy? What's wrong?!"
"Did he go help the fucking poor? No, he just sat around all day, smoking, smoking, and playing video games. If that's what being good is all about... no wonder this country is in this mess."
After saying that, Mike thought of something and shook his head slightly.
"And you?"
There was a middle-aged man next to Mike, wearing a white shirt.
At the same time, a subtitle appeared, revealing his identity.
Psychiatrist: Isaiah.
"How am I?"
Mike obviously didn't expect the doctor to ask him such a question.
Sitting up straight, Mike pointed one hand out the window.
"I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth like this kid. When I was his age, I had already been to jail twice."
"I've robbed banks, pimped, and smuggled drugs..."
After hearing what Mike said, Ah Dai who was playing was stunned for a moment.
Okay, let’s just throw away the undercover setting I had in mind before.
This guy is a pure villain.
The psychiatrist next to him nodded.
“Do you consider these achievements?”
"It was my only chance, and at least I took it."
Mike stood up and pointed at himself, feeling a little excited.
"So what have these opportunities brought you, Mike?"
The psychiatrist sat in the chair, crossed his legs, and looked at Mike and said.
Mike's tone became even more excited when he heard this.
"My fate is... this is what it is now. A dead end, a big house, a useless son, and all I can do is talk to you."
"Because no one fucking cares about me. I'm living in a dream. It's just a fucking nightmare. Yes, it's a fucking nightmare."
Faced with Mike's venting, the psychologist just smiled and rolled up his sleeves.
He glanced at the time on his watch, then impatiently urged Mike to leave.
It's charging time again.
Mike got up from the sofa and walked out the door slowly with a frustrated look on his face.
Afterwards, Ah Dai's camera did not focus on Mike, but continued to rise, becoming a God's perspective.
Starting from Mike going out, the game shows players the entire scenery of Los Santos in the entire game.
Accompanied by a jazz style, electronic music called "We Come to Los Santos" sounded.
Ah Dai's perspective began to switch constantly.
There are small buildings next to the beach, palm trees planted on the roadside, and a row of street lights.
On the path, pedestrians walk back and forth very leisurely.
These small buildings have their own characteristics and are arranged neatly. At the same time, you can see from the top floor that they have all been modified.
Some people were resting under the parasols, while others were doing yoga on the top floor.
In the distance is a golden beach.
There is a red convertible sports car parked in the parking space next to the beach.
On the other side of the beach, countless young men and women in bikinis and swimming trunks were queuing up in front of a hot dog cart to buy hot dogs.
There is an amusement park by the sea, with a Ferris wheel and carousel, where countless tourists are having fun.
On the sea, a group of people were driving Tiger Shark speedboats and racing on the sea.
In the fitness area on the beach, a group of muscular men are working out.
On the beach, some beautiful women in bikinis were lying there basking in the sun.
There are passers-by running on the path near the villa area.
On the other side is the city's highway, with all kinds of vehicles coming and going.
In Los Santos, shrouded in white mist, several iconic skyscrapers stand out.
In the distance, an airplane was taking off from the airport and flying towards the distance.
“Is this evil, corrupt capitalism?”
Ah Dai couldn't help but sigh.
He must criticize this decadent life.
And it is strongly critical.
This kind of life is simply too decadent.
At this time, the camera returned to Mike.
After leaving the psychiatrist's house, Mike seemed out of place.
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