"When you get to Chita, it's hard to eat authentic Chinese food, but you can cook and eat it yourself, Lao Maozi's things are not eaten by people at all!" While eating, he told Sun Yi about Mao Ziguo's various experiences, and Sun Yi listened carefully.

"In this place, vegetables are more expensive than meat, if you like to eat meat, you can come to the right place, and Lao Maozi doesn't eat pig's trotters, chicken feet and other bits and pieces, they are all used to make dog food, cat food, or crushed to make fertilizer, they only like to eat lumps of meat, chicken likes to eat dead meat lumps like chicken breasts, but we Chinese people just like to eat those corners.

In the early years of Maozi country, what chicken feet, pig trotters, pig head meat these things do not cost money, baskets into baskets to carry home, and later more and more Chinese people, everyone goes to the market to ask, Maozi is not a big fool, of course he knows that this thing is valuable, and later he began to sell, and the more he sells, the more expensive it becomes! ”

Sun Yi listened, and then laughed again, "I heard that the hairy children are quite arrogant!" I especially like hard-working Chinese people, and they burrow in the middle of the night to plant something! ”

"the kids!" The scalper said disdainfully, "I really think that people's hairy children are stupid, it's okay to spend money to do it, how can there be such a good thing if you want to pick it up for nothing, I sue you, the racial discrimination in this place is strict, and the hairy children generally don't do it with the Chinese people, what you said was just disintegrated in the early years, and they couldn't eat, who cares about it."

At that time, a bag of bread could make a hairy girl, and now ...... Hmph......" the scalper said and took a sip of wine, shaking his head constantly, "I've been here for several years, and the hairy girl who doesn't spend money has never done it!" ”

Sun Yi smiled, he just asked some anecdotes, and he was not very interested in whether to engage in Mao Ziniu or not.

Bidding farewell to the scalper, he walked to the train station, bought a mobile phone in a shop owned by a Chinese, and bought a calling card that could make international calls, and spent him tens of thousands of rubles, but listening to the voice on the phone, he felt that it was worth it.

"Sister Liu, how did you do in the exam?" Sun Yi asked.

"Very good, very good, Shuangshuang said that with her grades, the famous schools in China can be picked at will!" Sister Liu rarely spoke to Sun Yi in a proud tone, and then lowered her voice, "You...... I heard you ......"

"Sister, what you heard is false, I ran away, but this matter is not over, since I can't stay in China, I will go abroad to gangsters, and when I open up the situation, I will pick you up!" Sun Yidao.

"You...... You have to be careful, and if you miss something, remember to call me! Sister Liu's voice was already a little crying.

Sun Yi's heart was also sour, he hung up the phone, got on the train, found his location, and took out the phone to call Sister Menglan and Luo Dan, after thinking about it, he still didn't call Su Zimo in the end, after all, he is now on the run with a murder, and Su Zimo is an official, so the impact is not good.

Now that others are abroad, the phone calls are made, and no one can do anything to him.

Put down the phone, lay on the bed, and looked at the town at night, it was only eight o'clock in the evening, and it was already mostly dark.

The train stopped on the platform of the town for a long time and did not start, and he did not know what was going on, he did not understand Maozi and could not ask.

In the past few days, he has been highly nervous, and now he suddenly relaxed, and a burst of tiredness hit his heart, and he was about to fall asleep in a daze, when he suddenly felt a hand reaching into the inside of his body and pulling his bag.

The bag was full of cash, a large amount of rubles and his passport, so Sun Yi looked very closely, and now that he was being dragged by someone, he immediately came to his senses, and when he turned his head, he saw two big men with hair, and a curly hair Ermaozi (referring to the mixed-race race, mostly Maozi and Central Asian nationalities, and a few Chinese) were standing beside him.

The two sturdy hairy men clenched their fists, and they were still carrying short knives in their hands, and the thin Ermaozi was pulling the bag as carefully as possible, and Sun Yi opened his eyes and startled the curly hair Ermaozi.

Seeing that Sun Yi woke up, the two hairy men saw that they couldn't steal, so they simply robbed it, which was even more arrogant than the thieves in Huaxia.

In the realm of Maozi, they have never been soft on dealing with the Chinese people, but the real Maozi people, they will never do this, who calls the Chinese people to be a vulnerable group wherever they go.

If it were an ordinary Chinese person, maybe they would really be robbed by them, but unfortunately they met Sun Yi, when the short knife in the hand of a hairy man had not had time to press his neck, Sun Yi's tiger tooth saber slipped out of his sleeve and hit the man's stomach first.

Then, Sun Yi raised his eyebrows at him very provocatively, and his eyes became fierce, Sun Yi had killed people, seen blood, and when he became fierce, there was a faint blood rising, which frightened these two Maozi and Ermaozi all froze.

Sun Yi stretched out his hand and pinched the steel bar next to him, pinched and pulled it hard, and the steel bar immediately bent down.

"...... from the Laughing Valley"

A few Maozi exclaimed, their awkward words Sun Yi thought for a long time before he came back to his senses, and it was Bruce Lee who dared to say it.

Sun Yi put the knife behind his elbow, and then put it in a frame pose, Bruce Lee's low roar, wiped his nose, and hooked his fingers at them.

As soon as Sun Yi did this, he was immediately so frightened that a few hairs kept retreating, Sun Yi kicked his feet, stepped forward is a step, kicked at the place of the compartment partition, and with a bang, he directly kicked out a big hole.

"Kung Fu, Kung Fu!" Mao Zi exclaimed, desperately retreating, Sun Yi snorted coldly, chased after him with a knife, and roared, "Lao Tzu let you know what real kung fu is!" ”

As soon as Sun Yi chased after him, a few hairy people were so frightened that they turned around and ran, and they jumped off the train.

A few old Maozi neighbors, as well as a few Chinese people, looked stupid, especially those Chinese people, who were even more excited in their eyes, and when they were abroad, they rarely saw Chinese people so mighty.

Seeing a few hairs running out of the station and constantly looking back, Sun Yi wanted to laugh himself, the very sad kind.

After seven or eight hours on the shaking train, I slept well, and had a series of nightmares, and when I woke up again, the shadow of the city had appeared outside the window, but unfortunately Sun Yi slept all night, and I couldn't understand Maozi's language, so I didn't know where I was at all, and I didn't understand the comparison with the conductor for a long time.

A Chinese man next to him told him that the train had entered Chita City and that it was time to stop in a few minutes.

Sun Yi thanked him, picked up his bag and prepared to get off, Maozi Country has a vast territory, and the development focus is on the European side, and the east is basically not much developed, if it is not for the blessing of the planned economy of the former Soviet Union, I am afraid that the east is still a piece of primeval forest.

Chita City is equivalent to the provincial capital city in China, and its main livelihood is all kinds of living metals, and the resources are so rich that you can't dig up two catties of copper with a spade.

However, this provincial capital city has a population of only 300,000 or 400,000, and the forest coverage rate has reached more than 60 percent.

Out of the station, walking on the exotic streets, looking at the people coming and going, Sun Yi found a very interesting phenomenon, almost all of the young hairy children are tall and long-legged, with big eyes and high noses, and they are so beautiful that they can't talk.

But as soon as this woman reached the age of thirty and upwards, her figure changed, and she was unimaginably fat, and even Sun Yi saw a woman in her forties, leading three children, and her fat body could fit two Sun Yi and hang a little zero, and he grinned when he saw it.

In contrast, the mature women in China are all, and the charm is especially there, anyway, Sun Yi wandered around this small Chita City for two hours, and he didn't see any of them, and he could only vaguely see the style of the year from the faces of a few not so fat hairy women.

Sun Yi's biggest problem now is that he doesn't know Russian, and he can't even find a hotel in Chita City, so he can't lie anywhere like those old men who are so drunk that they can't find a home.

In the Maozi territory, no matter what season it is, it is very common for people to drink alcohol and become unconscious, and the weather in Chishuita is cold, it is already June, and the temperature is still between ten and twenty degrees, and in winter, it is very common for people to freeze to death because of alcoholism.

According to the scalper, a large part of the income of the police in Mao Ziguo is from these drunks, and when they see a drunk person, they pull it to the police station, spend the night in the police station, and the next day they wake up, hand over a list and start collecting money.

Sun Yi never wanted to try to sleep on the streets, especially when he was alone in a foreign country, and he, a strong man, also had a sense of danger rising from the bottom of his heart, and seemed to see everyone hostile.

Also, Sun Yi saw a stall owner suspected of being Chinese on the street of Chita, just like thousands of stall owners in China, selling pirated sportswear such as Li Ning, Nike, and Adi that are common in domestic night markets.

Sun Yi asked him about the location of the hotel, and the middle-aged stall owner was very enthusiastic in pointing out a hotel for him.

The hotel is an old building in the first ten years of the last century, this kind of building can often be seen in the northern part of the country in the former Soviet Union-aided cities, the biggest feature is that each building is exactly the same, and it is common for locals to find a home.

Moreover, the windows are relatively small, and under the Cold War mentality, the small windows are convenient for concealment and convenient for the militia to throw grenades.

But the interior decoration is still very good, equivalent to a two-star hotel in China.

Both sides were communicating in extremely broken English, and they couldn't understand what the other was saying anyway, and with the help of gestures, they finally opened a room, and that passport helped Sun Yi a lot.

Staying in the hotel, Sun Yi pinched the phone in his hand, there were already two missed calls on it, and it could be seen from the last few that it was Su Zimo who called him, Sun Yi did not plan to pull back, he didn't want to bring his own troubles to Su Zimo.