"Gentlemen! It's time to get off! ”

With a squeaky brake sound, the driver sitting in the driver's seat turned his head and showed a sincere smile at Qin Jun and the others.

The bus driver is a middle-aged uncle and a Chinese man who has lived in Russia for a long time, because Qin Jun found that the other party not only speaks authentic Chinese, but also speaks Russian fluently. The driver always wears a peaked cap, chews betel nut in his mouth, his body is relatively fat, his face looks harmless to humans and animals, he always smiles, and he always looks like he gives people an indescribable sense of intimacy.

"Lao Li! You go and say hello to the leader of the smugglers. White Rose sat in the passenger seat, and instead of getting out of the car, she pulled out a miniature pistol from under the seat and stuffed it into her long leather boots.

"Good Ratcha!" The bus driver named Lao Li made an OK gesture at White Rose, and was about to open the car door to go out, but White Rose stopped again.

"What other instructions?" Lao Li wondered.

"You forgot to take something!" White Rose smiled slightly, and didn't know where to pull out a large black backpack covered with dust.

Lao Li was stunned for a moment, and then immediately smiled suddenly: "Hehe! As for this person, once he is old, he likes to forget things! After saying that, he took the bag, took it in his hand, put it on his shoulder, opened the car door and jumped down.

After Lao Li got out of the car, two Russian men with tigers on their backs immediately greeted him, blocking Lao Li's way. Lao Li chewed betel nut, with a smile on his face, and after negotiating with the two with a smile, the two looked up at the white roses in the front row of the bus, and quickly got out of the way.

"That's it! Everyone, it's time to say goodbye to the magical land of Russia. Get ready to get off! White Rose poked her head out of her front seat and beckoned to everyone.

"Get out of the car!" Qin Jun stood up, carrying a large toolbox, and took the lead in getting out of the car.

This is a typical Russian farmstead, with fields of farmland and a horse farm surrounded by a wooden fence.

An old three-story building that appears to be the residence of a farmer. On the periphery of the building is a small garden covering an area of about 1,000 square meters, with iron coffee tables and long rows of low benches, surrounded by a patchwork of low shrubs and tall trees.

The bus stopped at the gate of the small garden, and after Qin Jun and his party got off the bus, they were led by Lao Li towards the inside of the old building.

"It doesn't look like a smuggling den at all." Fat B scratched his head and said, in his opinion, this place is more like a resort.

"Not everything can be seen through at a glance." Qin Jun patted Fat B's shoulder, and he could feel that in the small garden in front of him, there were at least two cold gun barrels aimed at them.

"Boss, why do you say that?" Fat B puzzled.

"Good! Then I'll test you. You said that from here to the gate of that building, how many people are in charge of guarding the door? Qin Jun asked meaningfully.

"Aren't you just those two stupid big guys?" Fat B glanced at the big Russian man standing at the garden gate. These two people are the same two people who stopped Lao Li before.

Qin Jun shook his head and smiled, and followed Lao Li over to himself.

"Hey! Wait, Boss, isn't it? Fat B was in a hurry and chased after him.

At this time, the white rose who was walking in the front was in her heart, because when she walked through the small garden, she suddenly noticed that there was a feeling of being targeted, obviously there was someone hidden in the small garden. But she didn't expect that Qin Jun would be keenly aware of these when he was outside.

This group of people is really not simple, especially this leader named Qin Jun. But, such an amazing character, why haven't I heard of his name in China before?

White Rose couldn't help but look back at Qin Jun more, but this was not the time to think about this, because the master here was sitting in front of her with Erlang's legs crossed.

Pushing open the door, a warm smell of charcoal fire greeted me.

The fireplace in the house is blazing, the firelight illuminates the whole space even brighter, and the wool carpet and delicate carved rocking chairs in front of the fireplace can be seen that the decoration of this house is among the luxury.

"Oh! Beautiful Miss Huaxia Bai, what kind of wind blew you here! The speaker, a middle-aged Russian man in a dressing gown, did not get up, but lay leisurely in a rocking chair, smoking a cigar and speaking in a non-standard puff of English.

On the left and right sides of the middle-aged man stood a total of four white men with bears and tigers, all of whom were wearing black suits, with serious expressions and vigilant eyes staring around.

When the four white men saw Qin Jun and the other strong men rushing into the door, the look of vigilance in their eyes was even worse, and they all touched their bulging waists silently. As you can tell from the silhouette of their suits, all four of them are hiding pistols.

Qin Jun quietly gestured to all.

The seven people, who were originally imposing, instantly became bent over and bent their backs, only to get up, and deliberately made a look of dirt buns that had never seen the world.

No matter whose territory it is, the sudden appearance of 7 strong men will arouse the vigilance of the other party. It's an instinctive human defense.

Fortunately, Qin Jun had already taken this into account, so he reminded everyone in advance what to do.

Now it seems that everyone's acting skills are not bad. At the very least, the four men in black on the other side all relaxed their vigilance, and there was only disdain and contempt in their eyes.

Qin Jun nodded with great satisfaction, but when he saw Fat B's appearance, he couldn't wait to kick out this guy with exaggerated acting skills.

I saw that Fat B didn't know where to take out half of the deflated bread, squatting in the corner, enjoying the delicious taste with a pompous expression, and licking his fingers from time to time, that greedy look, I couldn't wait to swallow the hand holding the bread in my stomach.

White Rose stood in front of everyone, not seeing the wonderful performance behind her, she took small steps gracefully, stepped forward and dragged out a wooden chair, and sat on Erlang's legs.

"Of course, it's the wind of dollars that blows me here. Dear Mr. Joseph, you see, I have come to give you dollars. White Rose also replied in English.

Syllable!

White Rose took out a stack of green dollars from her handbag and placed it in front of Joseph.

"Oh? Miss Bai wants to buy my goods? However, I don't seem to have anything that valuable here. ”

Joseph didn't get up, he took a puff on his cigar, but there was a fleeting greed in his green eyes.