Chapter 320： :fraternity

When the sound of the explosion came, Liu Benkui, who was on the way back, felt something was wrong, the sound was something wrong.

"Brother, this...does this look like a cannon?" The dog head Liu was also frightened. He stammered and stared at the former, while Liu Benkui raised his head, frowning deeply, and his face was very ugly. Those North Koreans didn't This firepower, this lip curled, slightly twitched, "Something went wrong, we withdraw!"

withdraw?

All of them looked at each other in blank dismay, and said impatiently, "Brother, no, we're all here, if we leave, it won't be a loss?" Far away, the travel expenses alone are a fortune, plus eating and drinking, it’s all money!

Liu Benkui also felt distressed, but he still had a grimace, "If you want to stay, you can stay. I won't force you, but if you die, we don't care about your mother! Don't say I scare you, you think North Koreans will Does it have this firepower? It must be an ambush, his grandma's, if he doesn't run away, he can only eat ingot candles."

It's also fortunate that everyone is a township party, otherwise he would be too lazy to take care of it.

Goutou Liu is a little timid. His legs are trembling after being hit by the cannon. Looking at the rising dust cloud, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Let's go, I'll follow Big Brother."

It's all like a war.

The others still trusted Liu Benkui. Since everyone said so, they had no choice but to run away with their heads bowed.

Fortunately, he ran fast, and this life was shed.

Unlike Jin Xigou, he wanted to run away when he saw something was wrong, but how could he be able to escape at this time?

"Stop, don't move!" Seeing an Asian man running in a panic, the employee in ambush yelled with his gun raised, but the other party didn't listen, and lowered his head and wanted to sprint. Punch it in, and punch it through the knee.

Jin Xigou fell to the ground, hugging his legs, and screamed heart-piercingly. When he saw the employee approaching, he quickly raised his hands, "Don't kill me!"

finally…

scared.

But he also found out, what about Liu Benkui's gang?

Why are there no shadows now?

I knew in my heart that I was being played by someone.

"Bastard!" At this time, Cherkovso ran over and grabbed Jin Xigou's collar. With a ferocious face, he punched the opponent directly. He hadn't finished venting yet, and dragged him to the ground. Beside the trash can, gritted his teeth, "Who the **** told you to come here."

Jin Xigou, whose teeth were broken, was seriously injured, and his words were leaking,

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"Huh? Cherkovso was attacked?"

It has been more than two hours since Tang Dao in Washington received the news. It was about eight o'clock at night, and he was about to go to the nightlife. After all, the night in this city is roaring, but the call from Ermao let He was startled and frowned, "What's going on? What about others?"

"Boss... fell asleep." Dekersky turned his head and looked at Cherkovso who was sleeping on the sofa. He could hear grunting, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. The other party's character was really careless. Of course, It should also be said that he was drunk. If this vodka goes on, even if his physique is awesome, he should be down now.

Tang Dao on the opposite side sank and his voice paused, which made Dekerski feel a little thumping. He was still very curious about the behind-the-scenes boss he hadn't met, but he was also a little timid. Only after joining the company did he understand what the company was really like. doing what.

move place!

All the inheritance that Mao Xiong divided to Ermao was moved.

Ermao, the **** rich second generation, is actually prodigal.

Of course, this was no surprise to Dekerski, but the chain of interests involved terrified him.

"Hahahaha." The imaginary question did not appear, but Tang Dao laughed twice, "I see, take good care of him." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy tone from the microphone, Dekersky's head was muddled. After putting down the microphone, he looked at Cherkovso and stroked the stubble on his chin, "There's something wrong with this relationship."

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Tang Dao, who hung up the phone, had a gloomy expression.

boom!

Throwing the microphone on the table scared the little angel and the others.

"Boss?" The little angel raised his head and asked in surprise.

"This is because someone is eyeing our business." Tang Daoxu narrowed his eyes, he thought about it, as if the only thing that attracts people is money, as for appearance? Although he looks handsome, it doesn't matter!

And plan to hunt Cherkovso in the open and square?

Could it be that the savior's business threatened a certain power in Europe?

so...

What the hell, there are too many enemies.

"Call Andreyev." He ordered, the little angel nodded, dialed the number, and handed the receiver to Tang Dao.

After a few rings, there was a suspicious voice from the opposite side, "Hello?" (there was no caller ID at that time).

"Me, Nicholas."

"Oh~ my buddy, I've been waiting for your call for a long time."

Andreev, who was on the opposite side, waved his hand and drove the secretary out of the office, walked over to lock the door, leaned against the table, and said with a smile, "I already know who it is."

This is the tacit understanding of partners.

When Cherkovso was attacked, Andreyev was also taken aback, but he was relieved when he heard that nothing happened and he had been caught alive, but his sense of being a businessman all the year round made him know that there must be someone behind .

"Oh?"

Tang Dao frowned, and waited for the other party to continue as a quiet listener.

"Do you know TheRussian Brotherhood? (Russian Brotherhood)?"

TRB? !

I heard about Tang Dao when selling popsicles in Poland, mainly because the name is too famous.

In fact, this kind of gang nature has existed since a very early period. In the Soviet era, because the state squeezed out social space, gangs could not exist on a large scale, but their soil has not disappeared.

In 1980, Moscow hosted the Olympic Games, and a fitness movement inspired by this swept across the Soviet Union. For a time, many young people gathered in the gymnasium to exercise. This group of people, together with those who came out of the "Gulag", became the backbone of the Russian gangsters in the future. In many surrounding areas, sports groups that emerged in the fitness wave caught up with Brezhnev The end of the reign, and the era of the succession of Andropov and Chernenko. The social changes brought about by the changes in the ruling authorities became an important opportunity for them to combine and develop with the "Gulag" forces.

This Gulag is the training camp for war criminals in the former Soviet Union!

Inside are the descendants of war criminals. After World War I, these more than 400 camps have become gathering places, and the folk customs are tough. Later, the famous two hundred people chased two thousand England fans, and they were the main crowd.

Of course, there are also well-established associations. When Mao Xiong died, they jumped out and annexed the so-called state-owned and non-state-owned industries wantonly, which made their appetite quick, and later evolved into an interest group.

Of course violence is inevitable.

"We blocked their way?" Tang Dao asked.

"They want the Ukrainian arms business, but when they reach out, we have already occupied it, and I warned them, but they are a bit dishonest, wanting to secretly buy murderers... This courage is getting worse." Andreyev was still laughing.

Tang Dao looked cautious.

"They must not be reconciled..."

Nonsense, Ermao's industrial system and the weapons and ammunition in the warehouse, you just say, a mouthful of soup is worth billions or even tens of billions of dollars.

Who is willing to do this?

"What are you unwilling to do? Here, I am the boss." Andreyev said arrogantly, "Cherkovso is my best friend, don't worry, I will have people place a reward on the dark web for the senior members of the Brotherhood Let them see, we are not easy to mess with."

"Well, let's keep our sense of proportion. You don't want to fight those **** desperately. We will negotiate again when they soften. We need to have an explanation for Cherkovso."

The two big shots made the decision, and as for the shareholder in South Africa, he was naturally forgotten.

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