I'm going to push your lungs?

Alah was stunned, not quite understanding what Song Zhichao said.

After all, they hadn't learned Cantonese.

Song Zhichao smiled: "Why, don't you understand? It turns out that the great Mr. Ra'ah also has things that he doesn't understand, so I'll tell you, this sentence is translated into English as ---Fakyou!"

Allah: "......"

Now I understand.

Although he does not know Cantonese, he understands English.

"Hahaha, hahaha!" Alach laughed, "Sure enough, you're an interesting opponent--- and you're an opponent who doesn't know whether to live or die." ”

"Do you know what you just tore up? not just a contract, but an opportunity for me to give you--- yes, you lost the opportunity and trampled on my dignity mercilessly, so you will accept my stormy punishment next......"

"Stormy, you think you're reciting Gorky's Petrel?" Song Zhichao scoffed, "If yes, then to borrow one of the sentences--- I hope the storm will come more violently!"

Allah: "......"

There was some twitching in the cheek muscles.

Victor walked up to him: "Father ......"

Allah raised his hand to stop him from continuing, and simply said, "Let's get started--- since our honored guest wants our storm to come more violently, then we will fulfill his request!"

Victor glanced at Song Zhichao deeply, and his eyes read: You are dead.

Sai Kelao also looked at Song Zhichao, and his eyes were: This is what you asked for!

Song Zhichao was in a calm mood and seemed to be very indifferent to everything in front of him.

Yorkoff seemed to have a premonition that something was wrong, and looked at the Alach father and son, not knowing what they were doing.

Over there, Victor seemed to make a phone call, and then he leaned over to Alach's side and whispered a few words.

Allah nodded frequently, then looked up at Song Zhichao and said, "Dear Chinese friend, I hope you have a pleasant trip to Russia this time!" After speaking, he looked at General Yorkev again, "Farewell, my dear old opponent, and I hope you are in good health, because I have always looked forward to the day when you will take the initiative to prostrate in front of me, yes, raise your hand and surrender--- I like to treat prisoners the most, especially at the level of a general like you! Hahaha!" After saying these threatening words, Allah laughed and took his two sons and left.

Looking at the arrogant and domineering father and son, General Yorkoff did not order his subordinates to intercept them, but sighed, turned to Song Zhichao and said, "He is a difficult person--- you shouldn't humiliate him like that." His originally sturdy face was full of exhaustion.

Song Zhichao bent down to pick up the metal candlestick that Arach had thrown on the ground before, handed it to the bald butler who rushed over, asked him to clean up the scene, and then said to General Yorkeve: "Do you still want to remain neutral, or let the other party mess around?"

"What else? I'm not the same person I used to be--- I'm no longer the Russian general with military power, but a bad old man wielding a giant sword that even you can't beat. ”

"I'm old and useless, and I just want to help little Alexander protect what belongs to him--- but I can't do it. With that, Yorkoff walked over, paused in his chair, and muttered, "Now, what else can I do?"

Song Zhichao walked over, sat beside him, looked at Old Yorkeff, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "What you have to do is very simple, is to protect Eva and the child--- and leave the rest to me!"

Yorkev looked at him and said nothing.

Inside the restaurant---

It was unusually deserted, the surrounding candlelight was shaking, and the cold wind was howling outside.

......

--- in the middle of the night

Song Zhichao woke up from his dream, reached out and touched the side of the bed, but he didn't touch anyone--- Eva didn't know where he went.

Song Zhichao got up, poured himself a cup of tea in his pajamas, and just took a few sips, he saw Eva tiptoeing out of Little Alexander's room, and saw Song Zhichao about to call her, so he shushed, "The little guy just fell asleep, and he was scared tonight, so he woke up without listening." ”

Song Zhichao then remembered that when Alah broke the Sekelau brain, he frightened little Alexander--- children were not scared, and it is estimated that there was no less tossing last night.

"Would you like a glass of water?" Song Zhichao asked Eva softly.

"Thank you, dear. Eva said.

Song Zhichao poured a cup and handed it over, Eva held the water and took a sip, her face full of sorrow.

"You're still worried about your children?"

"No, I'm worried about that arach--- who is a vile and terrible person. Eva said.

Your father said the same about him. Song Zhichao said.

"So I'm scared. Eva put down the teacup and snuggled in Song Zhichao's arms, "My father is old and can't fight that Alach, yes, that's why I called you back." ”

"Since you called me back, I will protect you, protect you and your children, and, of course, your father. Song Zhichao hugged Eva tightly.

Eva closed her eyes, she really wanted to sleep peacefully in Song Zhichao's arms like this, who knows how she survived this time.

......

Jingle bells!

Jingle bells!

Just then, a hurried telephone rang in the quiet of the night.

The bald butler was awakened by the ringing bell and hurriedly got up to answer the call, which was his job and his duty.

Soon, however, the bald butler ran to report to the old man Yorkef in a panic, because he was so nervous that he lost his shoes.

Yorkoff was woken up by the housekeeper, and when he heard what had happened, he was also surprised, and then he immediately thought of Song Zhichao--- he had said cheaply, he would solve everything, he would bear it, so now, leave it all to him!"

......

Perhaps, this is what Allah calls a raging storm. ”

In the study, Yorkoff told Song Zhichao, who had arrived, the contents of the call. "The oil fields on the Siberian side, the workers are on strike--- yes, three oil fields are on strike at the same time!"

"If we don't get the oil done on time, we're going to have to pay a lot of money to foreign oil buyers, and we're going to have a serious setback for our business--- God, it's hard to imagine how barren our oil fields will be!" Mr. Yorkoff said worriedly.

Eva also looked at Song Zhichao with a worried face, hoping that he could come up with a solution.

Faced with the crisis in front of him, Song Zhichao touched his chin, and then said: "If this is the case, then I will go to Siberia." ”

"You're going to Siberia?" Eva paused.

General Yorkoff nodded, "Now it can only be like this, you have to go to one person and solve this matter personally--- the strike can be big or small, in case it becomes out of control, it will be difficult to remedy." ”

Immediately, Yorkev asked again: "How many people do you need, I will fully cooperate with you!" Although Yorkef has lost his military power now, it is still easy to gather some people to help Song Zhichao.

Behold---

"No, I'm enough for one person!" Song Zhichao said.

"What, you're alone?" said Yorkew.

Eva even grabbed Song Zhichao and said: "It's too dangerous--- Siberia is Arach's sphere of influence, he is the head of the development department there, and his people are everywhere." After a pause, he said, "This time he did such a thing, maybe he wanted to deceive you, and then put you to death!"

General Yokov sighed and said, "Eva is right, it's too dangerous for you to rush over alone--- why don't you let me accompany you! Anyway, my old bones won't be on fire for long, it's a big deal to break the net with that Alach!" clenched his fists, his eyes shining hot.

Song Zhichao shook his head: "It's enough for me to go over alone--- you believe me, I have a plan." ”

Yorkoff and Eva looked at Song Zhichao, and they couldn't think of what "care" he could have alone--- could it be that you are a superman, and you can turn the sky of Siberia upside down in the past alone?

But looking at Song Zhichao's sworn expression, they had nothing to say.

God willing!

This is their last prayer.