Chapter 65

Gao Yang soon knew why the taxi refused to go forward. After walking for about ten minutes, there were more people on both sides of the road, but it didn't look good. Most of the people on both sides of the road were strong men standing outside the gate of a building in twos and threes.

In addition to those strong men who seem to know at a glance that they are not good at stubble, there are prostitutes with extremely exposed clothes and heavy makeup on both sides of the street. From time to time, we can see some shaved young people wandering in groups.

Gang janitors, a large number of street women, and the famous Moscow cancer skinhead party, everyone here seems to be full of threats.

In Moscow, where racial discrimination is very serious, and in such a chaotic neighborhood, the two obvious oriental faces of Gao Yang and Li JinFang are very eye-catching and easy to lead to danger. Under the fierce gaze of those skinheads, Gao Yang and Li JinFang glared back.

The reason why I want to look at those skinheads is because Lao Liu's proposal. The reason why I do this is because those skinheads are also bullying the soft and afraid of the hard. If you just walk with your head down and behave very weak, you may attract a group of skinheads to punch and kick you, but if you behave very tough and look like the Chinese gangs here, Those skinheads dare not get into trouble.

Of course, to be tough with those skinheads, you have to have confidence. If you are alone, thin and small, and don't seem to have any resistance, you dare to look at those skinheads, it is estimated that you will only lead to a violent beating, but you can raise your height by 1.8 meters. Although you are small, you are strong, and you have survived a hail of bullets, Naturally, there is a momentum on his body, not to mention Li JinFang. He is not short in Russia and has an extremely strong figure. At first glance, he knows that he is not an ordinary person, especially when Li JinFang clenches his fist and looks at the skinheads who look at him maliciously, he can immediately let those skinheads take their eyes back.

Lao Liu walked ahead bravely, and Lao Liu was also a serious gangster who had been mixing for many years. Although he was not big, his gangster temperament could scare off the vast majority of skinheads.

As for those real gangs, people don't have time to pay attention to and praise them. Unless there are enough benefits, the gangs won't make trouble, that is, those brain disabled people who worship * * as their idols after paying great sacrifices to their grandparents.

Lao Liu searched all the way according to the address on the note. Finally, he stopped before a dilapidated residential building. After looking at the number upstairs, Lao Liu nodded and said, "here we are, here we are."

If Gao Yang is given a gun, Gao Yang is confident of catching and killing anyone. If he can't, he has a knife in his hand. Gao Yang also has some confidence to fight with people. At least he has been on the African grassland for three years. But if he fights with people empty handed, Gao Yang is a scum with only five combat effectiveness. Even the people who collect Zhao Xinwen's debts can beat him up.

It was because of his self-knowledge that Gao Yang felt a string in his heart all the way. He was afraid that he would fight with those skinheads whose combat effectiveness seemed not weak. Only when he learned that he had finally arrived at his destination could he be relieved.

After laughing, Gao Yang said shyly, "come on up when you arrive. It's too dangerous here."

As soon as the loud voice fell, he heard a dull noise behind him, followed by the brittle sound of broken glass. He looked back in amazement, but saw three people rushing out of the bar across the road. The two in front were young people who looked only 17 or 18 years old. One of them covered his head and stumbled to the ground, while the one behind him, It was a little sister in leather clothes and trousers with colorful hair.

Holding a half bottle of wine in her hand, the little sister went to the front and back of the fallen young man, stamped it with high heels with pointed toe and heel, and shouted something in Russian while stamping. The young man who was still standing stopped and punched the little sister.

The little sister did not avoid, holding up half of the wine bottle in her hand and poked it. After being punched, a bottle pierced into the face of the young man who waved the fist. After watching the young man fall to the ground with his hands covering his face and uttering a shrill scream, she raised her head and involuntarily covered her face and muttered: "My second Olympics is worthy of being a fighting nation. Women are so fierce."

The little Taimei's battle is not over yet. When she poured half of the wine bottle, her feet did not stop. She still kicked the belly and head of the young man who was knocked down by her bottle. Looking at the high heels, Gao Yang always felt that if the young man who was kicked was kicked down by her again, he would lose his life.

Soon, seven or eight people ran out of the bar. Someone went to see which generation half of the wine bottle pierced a young man with a full face. There were four people to open the fierce Taimei. After it was not easy to open the Taimei, those people had the opportunity to save the unlucky person who was kicked from the feet of the little Taimei.

Listening to the noisy voices of those people, Lao Liu shrugged and said: "I know you're curious. Let me translate. The woman works in a bar, and the two guys who look miserable give her medicine. However, after the woman sees through, they want to use strong ones. Then you see, they underestimate the fighting power of women, but now it seems that the little beauty is in trouble. The guy she knocked down is the son of a big man in the street Son, the owner of the bar can't provoke the big man, so they won't let the woman leave. Well, after watching the excitement, we'd better go quickly. It'll be a mess soon. "

Gao Yang was not interested in watching the excitement. He nodded. When he was about to leave, he heard the sharp cry of the Taimei firmly grasped by the four strong men, and Gao Yang could understand it this time, because the girl shouted her mother.

Although Gao Yang was curious, he still didn't stop, but just then, a window opened on the building they were going to enter. After a sharp soprano came, a small flowerpot was thrown out of the window on the third floor. Although the flowerpot didn't hit anyone, the burst flowerpot startled everyone.

With the flower pots thrown out as the prologue, soon, with the thumping sound of large animals walking, an aunt weighing at least 200 kg rushed out of the corridor. After passing by them like the wind, she waved a thick rolling pin and rushed into the battle group. The rolling pin waved like the wind, accompanied by the flying flour, The rolling pin fell on the heads of the strong men and hit one at a time, smashing all the strong men who tried to twist the Taimei to the ground.