Chapter Seventy-Eight: Take care

The huge sum of $2 million was deposited into my bank card at noon the next day. Checking the accounts in front of the ATM, counting the zeros one after another, I didn't have the feeling of getting rich at all, but my heart was empty. Ask what money is in the world? For me, the money is just a bunch of numbers in my bank account.

Eva also left Moscow and flew back to Yekaterinburg. She glared at me fiercely as she left, and her little face was full of resentment. She's probably still minding being rejected by men, especially me, an ordinary-looking man like me. Seventeen-year-old Eva wore heavy makeup and was covered in jewels. But is she really happy? I don't know what Eva really thinks, but I have a faint pity for this girl in my heart.

Popov was busy with boxing and training, so I stayed alone in the hotel gym to train. I've carefully read the opponent's profile this time, it's an active kickboxer named Ivan, whose best result has been in the top 10 in the world rankings, and although his current form has declined, it is definitely not to be underestimated. But I still have absolute confidence in myself.

"Take a break?" a white towel handed over, "I don't know which room your room is, but I know I'll find you here." Xiao Yang, who was dressed in a straight suit, was personable.

"It's good to see you. I took the towel and wiped my sweat, "I'm just done, go to my room and rest for a while?"

"Good. Xiao Yang nodded, took my gloves and clothes and left the hotel gym with me.

As soon as I entered the door of the room, there was a knock.

"You're so busy right now. Xiao Yang smiled, "If it's a beauty, I'll give you an hour, and I'll avoid it first." ”

I didn't have the heart to joke with Xiao Yang. Popov is out of the house, he must not have come back so soon, who will come at this time? Xiao Yang made a silent gesture, I picked up the flying knife on the table, walked slowly to the door, and looked out through the cat's eye.

The huge brim of the hat obscured the entire face, and it was impossible to see who it was under the black shadow. I motioned for Xiao Yang to step aside and tighten the knife in my hand. Is it coming so soon?, I sneered in my heart, and my murderous intent suddenly rose.

Knock knock, still a rhythmic knock on the door. The people outside the door didn't seem to be in a hurry.

Slowly exhaling, my squinted eyes suddenly opened, opened the door, and held a short flying knife in my hand.

The blade broke through the air, and there was even a "Siss" sound in the air, and I collided with the people outside the door. The blade in my hand didn't cut out, and it stopped in mid-air.

"Isn't it too special that you have to welcome the ceremony?" Standing outside the door was my good brother Lao Gen, who grew up together. His pale face was tired, but his eyes were still bright.

I let out a breath, put away the knife, and gave Lao Gen a hug: "How did you find here?" ”

"Have you forgotten what I used to do?" Lao Gen pushed away me who was covered in stinky sweat, with a look of disgust, "Please, can you go take a shower first?"

Lao Gen walked into the house with a grin, and when he saw Xiao Yang inside, he smiled awkwardly: "There are guests here?"

Xiao Yang nodded at Lao Gen: "You guys talk first, I'll look for you in the evening, wood." ”

"Good. I nodded. Many times, Xiao Yang can always think about what people think, which makes people feel very comfortable.

After saying hello to Lao Gen, Xiao Yang closed the door for us.

"Think I don't have it?" After Xiao Yang left, Lao Gen slept on the sofa unscrupulously, looking at everything in the room, "Now you are really rich, such a high-end room is a lot of money for a night, right?"

"I really didn't expect you to come. I was also leaning on a couch, "It's nice to see you, old root." ”

"How are you?" Lao Gen took out a cigarette and lit it to himself, "I don't think you're very good now, old friends need to use a knife to greet each other." Lao Gen squinted at me.

I put the knife on the table, took out a box of cigars that Popov gave me, and handed it to Lao Gen: "Try this." ”

Taking my cigar, Lao Gen put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it carefully, then threw it to me: "Although it is a good thing, I am not used to it." I still like this kind of rough smoke that can be bought everywhere on the street, it is strong enough. Where can I buy high-end goods like yours after I finish smoking? I don't want to be bogged down by these material comforts and get bogged down in the muddy water of materialism. After speaking, Lao Gen suddenly took two sips of Marlboro in his hand.

I heard the reminder of the old root clearly. He was afraid that I would go further and further away and get lost under the temptation of money and foreign things. And I, although I am not lost in the materialism of money, but I am indeed going farther and farther. Sometimes even I don't know what to do next.

"I'm a little confused, old root, have you ever been confused?" I picked up a cigar on the table, and I lit one. In that case, I think I can only talk to Lao Gen. I don't know what my expression is at the moment, but I must be like the mad dog in the ring.

"Confused?" Lao Gen smiled slightly, "I've been confused too, but as long as you can find your goal in mind, you will definitely be able to find the way ahead." Lao Gen seemed to remember something, and his tone was firm.

The road ahead, breathing in the scent of cigars, I fell silent.

"Wood. Lao Gen sat up, "I really miss the simple life in the yard when we were children. There was a hint of strangeness on Lao Gen's face, "But we are all growing, actively, or passively." I hope we can all grow up to be a good person as the master hopes, and I hope you are still the same you. ”

"Old Gen, do you have anything to say. "I've never seen Lao Gen like this, straightened up and sat up.

took out a bank card and handed it to me: "Here are my savings over the years, if you return to China, help me transfer it to the master." Tell him that I have lived up to his upbringing. ”

Holding this thin card, my heart cooled little by little, and an extremely uncomfortable feeling slowly rose.

"Tell me something. "Lao Gen has always been the big brother in my heart, and he has always practiced what a big brother should do. Even when I made mistakes, he always helped me.

Lao Gen smiled faintly: "I don't know what will happen, everything is my own feelings." Maybe nothing happens, maybe 。。。。。。 Hey, where did so much maybe. ”

Lao Gen pointed to the bank card in my hand: "The password is the last two of our three brothers' birthdays, you know." ”

"You're still a policeman, aren't you, Lao Gen?" this was the first time I had spoken my mind to Lao Gen. Everyone has something they don't want to say, and I've never intended to ask Lao Gen. But today I couldn't help but blurt out the question. I don't want to keep my doubts in my heart anymore!

lit a cigarette again, but Lao Gen didn't smoke it, and let the curling green smoke rise: "Although this is a violation of discipline, this is not the first time I have violated discipline." He smiled and nodded at me, "You guessed it, I'm still a police officer, carrying out the tasks assigned by my superiors in Russia." ”

"What kind of danger are you encountering?" I naturally picked up the throwing knife on the table and played with it between my fingers.

"I'm sorry. Lao Gen tilted his head, "I can't say this." ”

"Let me face it with you, okay?" the knife kept running around my fingertips, like the sixth finger on my hand, "I want to help you." "Now I am no longer the simple Shen Luomu I used to be, I am a mad dog from hell, I think I have the ability to help Lao Gen do something.

"Thank you, wood. Lao Gen patted me on the shoulder and nodded, "There are some things I can only face alone. ”

"Yes. Looking at the affirmation on Lao Gen's face, I knew that this was Lao Gen's decision. Although I don't want to, I respect my brother. I stood up and took out the Desert (Harmony) Eagle from my bag and handed it to Lao Gen along with the box of bullets, "Take this." ”

Taking this silver glittering desert (harmony) eagle, Lao Gen was not surprised. I pulled the safe, looked around, and sighed, "I didn't expect to get the gun I always wanted from you." ”

"I'm not going to use this thing, this gun doesn't work as well as it does in my hand. I waved the throwing knife in my hand, "Only in the hands of the 'gun god' is the king of pistols." ”

"Thank you. Lao Gen skillfully loaded the bullets one by one, shaking the Desert (Harmony) Eagle in his hand, "With it, maybe I really don't have to worry." Thanks, wood. ”

I knew that Lao Gen's words were only a consolation to me, and that the danger he faced would never be diminished by having an extra gun.

"Old roots. I paused, "Big brother, take care of yourself!"

This is the first time I call Lao Gen big brother. In such an environment, my tone also seemed a little heavy.

"Hey. Hearing my name, Lao Gen laughed, "Don't be so uncomfortable, I will survive well." I'm still used to you kid still calling me Lao Gen. ”

"Promise me something, okay?" said Root took the throwing knife from my hand.

I nodded, looking at the old roots.

"If it's not necessary, don't kill evil!" this is the second time Lao Gen has said such things to me, the last time I promised Lao Gen, but soon after a few more people died at my hands.

"We may all be forced to do things we don't want to do, but when you calm down, you can see the way ahead. Brother, don't be confused!"

"I promise you. I promised Lao Gen again, "You also promised me to protect your life, and after returning to China, you have to attend the wedding that I and Liu Yuxi will make." ”

"Good!" Lao Gen raised his head, "a word is a certainty!"