Chapter 320 Shot

Suslov pulled a chair from the side with a big grin, sat down on the table, and glared at Fang Mingyuan and the others viciously: "Who slapped the table here just now?" ”

Chen Zhong and Wu Xingguo secretly made a gesture, and the other three security personnel who came out with them nodded knowingly—ready to do it at any time, but they had to wait for orders.

Nikolaysky was just about to speak, but was stopped by Fang Mingyuan's slap in the eyes, Nikolasky smiled bitterly in his heart, it seems that Suslov did provoke Fang Mingyuan this time. If he had revealed his identity now, Suslov would have grown eight guts, and he would never have dared to make trouble with the deputy general manager of the Alrosa company, a behemoth whose tax payment accounts for more than seventy percent of the financial revenue of the Republic of Yakutia, and that would definitely be a naked-chested sleep in the courtyard in January -- looking for the top of the Alrosa company, who could have a direct conversation with the top leaders of the Republic of Yakutia, he was just a middle-level leader of a gang in the city of Yakutsk, and his status was 108,000 miles away.

Of course, Suslov would never have imagined that sitting at this table, he would look no different from the average middle-aged and elderly person in the Soviet Union, and he thought that the person who was the translator would be the top representative of the famous Alrosa Company in the Republic of Yakutia.

"Who just said that East Asia is a coward?" Fang Mingyuan was for tat. The East Asian coward is a scar in the hearts of the Chinese people, and since this old man dares to shout out, he must pay a heavy price for it

Suslov looked at Fang Mingyuan with disdain, a little fart, the hair didn't necessarily grow together, his eyes turned to Aso Xiangyue and Lin Lian, this sat closer, and it was really different, compared with the tall Soviet women, the two women looked a little petite and exquisite, and although the skin of the two women was not as white as that of the Soviet women, it looked like a different style, and the delicate skin could not see the coarse pores at all. And a faint fragrance wafted from their direction, which made Suslov feel even more relaxed - this white woman often has a heavy body odor, so perfume is an indispensable belongings for women in Europe and the United States.

Zhang Jianjun's face was already purple at this time, and he pulled Liu Nadova, pushed her out of the door and said, "Go and call the police"

"It's useless to call the police," Lyunadova whispered, "Suslov has already fed the policemen here, and if it is useful, they can still blackmail us again and again?" ”

"If you look for the general police station in Yakutsk, tell them that this will lead to an international dispute," Zhang Jianjun said through gritted teeth. How could he not know that Suslov was treating his female compatriots with lust, although he had already passed the age of fighting bravely and fiercely, but he must not watch his compatriots being humiliated, otherwise he could still be regarded as a Northeast man who stood up to the sky He turned around and walked towards the kitchen, dealing with Lao Maozi, there is no guy in his hand, but no, since he is a cook, the most convenient thing is, of course, the kitchen knife.

Suslov's heart was overwhelmed at this time, although out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Lyunadova was pushed out by Zhang Jianjun, but he didn't care at all, the police in this area, and even the police in the city, aren't they just those people, how many people don't know themselves? What's more, I'm just embarrassing a few yellow-skinned ghosts. What is there to be afraid of

Suslov didn't care about Fang Mingyuan at all, he reached out to hug Lin Lian's shoulder, Fang Mingyuan was even more furious, this old man was too arrogant, when he was an ornament, he reached out and picked up the teapot on the table and threw it at Suslov

Although the outdoor temperature in Yakutsk City is low, the indoor temperature is quite high, and this pot of tea is Zhang Jianjun refilled it not long ago, and there are enough seventy percent full of seventy or eighty degrees of tea, all poured on Suslov's chest

Don't look at Suslov when he entered the door wrapped like a bear, but when he entered the door, he opened his leather coat open, revealing the clothes inside. Probably because the Soviets were more resistant to cold, and they were dressed quite thinly, so that this pot of hot water exerted its due power. Before Suslov's hand touched Lin Lian's shoulder, he had already jumped up from the chair with a strange roar, and the teapot fell to the ground and shattered into countless pieces.

Suslov only felt that his chest was hot, and his pants were also dripping with tea, knowing that he was doused with water, and those who didn't know thought that he had peed his pants, couldn't help but point at Fang Mingyuan angrily and said, "Call me"

As soon as he said these three words, the two minions who came with him just wanted to rush forward, and they felt a shock in the back of their heads, and then their eyes went black, and they turned over and fell to the ground. Only then did Suslov realize that at some point, several yellow-skinned men sitting at another table stood up, and when he gave the order to do something, he attacked and knocked down two of his subordinates from behind.

"You ......" Suslov was shocked and angry, he didn't expect that when would the Chinese people, who had always been submissive, be so tough, and actually beat people without saying a word, and they were so ruthless

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt that he had been kicked twice in the back of his knee, and immediately his knee weakened, and he fell to his knees with a thud, and before he could recover from the sharp pain in his knee, his two arms were forcibly carried behind his back, and Suslov only felt as if his arm was almost being twisted off his shoulder. Then a hand grabbed his hair and pulled it hard. Liliang was so big that he almost ripped off his scalp. Suslov fell to the ground involuntarily, his face against the floor, his ass pouting, and he put on a look of being "ravaged".

"Ah......h The sound was so loud that it even reached the street, attracting the attention of pedestrians on the street

Zhang Jianjun rushed out of the kitchen when he heard the sound, holding a sharp knife in his hand, looking at the scene in front of him, his mouth opened wide in surprise. He also thought that Suslov had the upper hand, but he didn't expect to see Suslov being pressed to the ground with his hands behind his back

"Stop, don't move," the door of the restaurant was kicked open again, and several Soviet policemen rushed in and shouted loudly. The leader even took out a gun and pointed it at Chen Zhong, who was pulling Suslov's hair.

Suslov, whose hair was being pulled, happened to have his face turned to the door, and when he saw this scene, a hideous smile suddenly appeared on his face, which had become a little distorted by pain