A different Grand Theft Auto

♂』South Los Santos, Fulton Drive, Franklin House.

Franklin returned from his morning exercise and, standing at the door, looked at the house he had lived in for over 20 years. A wave of emotion washed over him. "Soon I'll be moving out of here," he thought. "Finally, I can leave this menopausal auntie behind. Some peace and quiet! I need to get busy chasing girls; I can't live alone in this big villa." Just as Franklin was picturing his bright future, his phone rang, interrupting his reverie. Looking at the caller ID, he saw it was Simon. Finally, a job!

Franklin: "Hello, Simon!"

Simon: "Hey, Franklin, my favorite kid, come to the car shop, I need you!"

After hanging up the phone, Franklin thought, "Damn, that's pretty cool. This is the time for us to settle the score!" He got into his Dodge Gallardo and drove to the Westgate dealership.

Los Santos, Forbidden Fruit Avenue, Westgate Bike Shop.

As soon as Franklin got out of the car at the dealership, he heard Simon again trying to sell his cars to others.

Simon: "You're a racist."

Kenneth (the buyer): "Wh-what?"

Simon: "You don't like me because you think I'm an Arab."

Kenneth: "What? No! What are you talking about? That's not how it is, wait!"

Simon: "I'm sorry."

Kenneth: "No, wait, I..."

Simon: "That kid's here. I'm his great mentor. I'm so proud of you, kid!"

Upon hearing this, Franklin suppressed the urge to vomit and hugged Simon.

Franklin: "What mentor? What's the matter this time?"

Simon: "Never mind that for now, James DeSanta. That kid's got guts. He's already late paying, and I have a feeling he'll wreck the car so badly that we won't even be able to recoup our hefty revolving interest. So hurry up and get the car back. The house's in Humbert, right there in the Eclipse Zone. It's an SUV. That kid lives in Rockford Hills, a real mama's boy. Don't worry about the difficulty, just try to bring the car back intact, okay?"

Franklin: "No problem, leave it to me!"

Simon: "It's great to see you, lad. Go on! Good luck with your law studies!"

Simon: "Okay, Mr. Kenneth, we were just talking about financing, right?"

Ignoring them further, Franklin got into the car and drove to Mike's house.

On the way, Franklin thought, "Simon isn't entirely useless. After this mission, I can go and 'have a chat' with him. Maybe he can become a great help in the future. Sigh, actually, thinking about it, Mike is quite pitiful. His bizarre family and the way he lives every day, it's really tough on him. When did I become so sentimental? Forget it, let me meet you, Mike Townley!"

Franklin: "Hello, Simon, what's up?"

Simon: "I've discovered something. You've taken that motorcycle for yourself, haven't you, my employee of the month!"

Franklin: "Oh, you mean the motorcycle? That motorcycle isn't with me. Rama and I were just about to get it back for you, brother!"

Simon: "Oh, right! Go get this kid's car first, then we'll talk. The insurance documents say they have a locked garage, so you'll have to go in from inside the house."

Franklin: "These things are always very simple, aren't they, Simon?"

Simon: "Don't talk to me about how simple or not, you thief."

Franklin thought to himself, “You’ll soon find out that your employee of the month isn’t a thief, but a robber!”

Los Santos, Rockford Hill, Eclipse Zone, Humbert Day, Mack House.

After Franklin climbed over the wall, he saw a gardener. He rolled behind the gardener and knocked him unconscious with a single blow. Then, Franklin skillfully approached the car (after playing the game, he knew exactly where to start!), and using the car's height, he leaped through the window into a small restroom. Just then, Franklin suddenly heard Tracy and Jimmy arguing!

Jimmy: "Because you have a big hole, you slut!"

Tracy: "You deadbeat gay, you're dead meat, Dad, Dad, Jimmy said I, said I have a big... Jimmy said I'm a slut!"

Jimmy: "He tried to ambush me with a knife. Nobody can do anything to me, Jimmy, by sneaking around. Nigger! Die!"

Franklin Clinton was speechless. This kid was really into the game; he'd probably scare him to death if he went in! Hehe!

Franklin was about to go downstairs when he suddenly remembered Tracy's voice: "My God, seriously, my brother is gay. He seems to have some kind of problem or something. Besides the issues the doctor found, he seems to have even more problems."

"What an interesting brother and sister," Franklin chuckled, went down the stairs, and turned to see the tennis coach and Mike's wife, Amanda, up to something.

Amanda: "Thank you, Coach. Do you think my posture needs further refinement?" As she spoke, Amanda leaned towards the coach. At first, the coach's hands were respectful, as if demonstrating a playing posture. However, as Amanda deliberately swayed her hips provocatively, his hands began to move towards her waist, then quickly to her buttocks, and began to caress her. Seeing this, Franklin's mind immediately conjured up four words: "adulterer, pervert." Although Amanda's character was somewhat questionable, she was still quite attractive! However, her breasts were definitely augmented! Franklin quickly dismissed these thoughts and went to the garage. Opening the door, he saw a Beejay XL (based on a Toyota FJ Cruiser).

Mike should be inside. We'll see this famous man in Los Santos soon! After Franklin drove out of Mike's house, he dialed Simon's number.

Franklin: "I've got the car!"

Simon: "Great! If you bring the car back to me now, I can sell it on the street before I get off work today!"

After hanging up the phone, Franklin turned on the radio, and music immediately started playing. At that moment, a man's voice came from behind: "There's a 9-centimeter semi-automatic pistol pointed at your head. Don't look around. Just keep driving forward and go where you want to go."

Franklin: "Hey bro, I bet you're Mike DeSanta!"

Mike: "How do you know me?"

Franklin: "I've met everyone else in your family. Who else could be showing up behind the car now, concerned about this?"

Mike: "Kid, you're smart, but don't try anything funny. Judging from the way you handle things, I'd guess you're part of a scam ring."

Franklin: "Mike, brother, you're overthinking it. First of all, I'm not a fraud ring. Secondly, I'm just forcibly collecting a debt!"

Mike: "I like young people who follow orders without taking responsibility. Maybe one day we can have a beer together, and I'll slowly explain the so-called social principles to you. Who gave you the list?"

Franklin: "A car dealer, a car dealer named Simon Yates."

Mike: "So you think this businessman seems law-abiding?"

Franklin: "Of course he'll break the law. With you here, I reckon he'll learn his lesson, won't he? We're here!"

Mike: "Get in there! Get in through the window! Go fast! Or I'll blow your head off!"

Franklin suddenly accelerated and crashed into Simon's car dealership. With a loud crash, the dealership's floor-to-ceiling windows shattered. Seeing this, Simon, who was racking his brains trying to sell the car, rushed over.

Simon: "Franklin, what the hell are you doing?"

Franklin: "You'll find out soon enough. Enjoy your new guest's company. I'll come find you later!"

Mike: "If things go well, I usually don't shortchange the other party. Kid, you can go now." He handed Franklin a wad of cash. Franklin took the money and walked out of the car shop, watching the two men from outside.

Simon yelled, "You son of a bitch!" He charged at Mike, intending to beat him up, but little did he know Mike was no pushover either. How could this small-time thug possibly defeat the old thug Mike? Sure enough, in less than a minute, Simon was completely overwhelmed and utterly stunned by Mike's beating. Mike grabbed Simon by the neck and slammed him against the car door.

Mike: "You recognize this car, right? Huh? Do you think this car is worth $5 a month?"

Simon: "You really are fucking racist..." Franklin found this hilarious; at a time like this, Simon was still spouting nonsense. At that moment, Mike used the car door to deliver another brutal beating to Simon, the door slamming against Simon until he was dizzy and seeing stars.

Mike: "Let me tell you, this piece of junk needs some serious modifications to be worth five thousand a month for a car loan." After saying that, he threw another punch, then grabbed Simon by the neck with his arm.

Simon: "He agreed to the loan himself, and he even signed it."

Mike: "Really? Did he agree to let some bastard fucking break into my house?"

Simon: "I'm not very good..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mike grabbed Simon by the neck and said, "That kid might be a fucking idiot, but you're a piece of trash who spouts nothing but bullshit." He then shoved Simon to the ground. Mike added, "Don't make me come back for you!" Leaving those harsh words, Mike turned and left.

After watching the show, it was time to leave. Franklin took out his phone and dialed Rama's number.

Franklin: "Rama, it's me, Franklin. We've been fired."

Lama: "What? Negro, are you kidding me? This isn't funny at all!"

Franklin: "The kid who bought the car, his dad came to the Westgate car dealership, beat Westgate up, and pointed a gun at my head, making me smash the Westgate dealership window! So we lost our jobs."

Rama: "Oh well, by the way, I'll give you that motorcycle. I parked it next to your garage."

Franklin: "Okay, I'll call you if I need anything. Well, that's all for now, see you later!"

After hanging up the phone, Franklin thought that Rama was really generous, giving him the motorcycle. He'd better look after him from now on! Oh right, his own motorcycle was still near Mike's house; he should go get it first!

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