Chapter 67: Hand-to-hand combat
As soon as I got on the train, a slightly obese old Soviet Russian lady stood at the junction of the two carriages, smoking there as if no one was around.
Seeing the beautiful Nina, and a Chinese ten fingers clasped, the face is very unnatural.
Westerners have their own pride, and so do the Russians.
Don't look at them now that they are poor and white in their own country, in front of the yellow race, they will always feel that they are superior to them.
I don't know what's going on, she thought about it, or decided to tell SΓΉ Nina: "Girl, are you Soviet Russian or Chinese?" β
"Huh?" Seeing that his little woman didn't hear it, Wu Shan glanced at her indifferently: "My girlfriend, what's wrong?" β
"Ah, it's okay, it turns out that you are also from our Soviet Russians." The old lady breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought it was lowly Chinese, these people are too bad, they specialize in robbing their own compatriots." β
"Who?" Nina finally came to her senses and looked at her suspiciously: "You are not allowed to say that about the Chinese, who will rob it?" β
Without being brainwashed by the KGB system, in her eyes, the Chinese are much better than the Russians and even people from any country in the world.
If nothing else, the group of Young Guards are living like Hanako, who has ever lent a helping hand?
Well, now, even if they leave people in their hometowns and have the help of the Dragon Gang, they don't need to drag knives and guns with others at all.
The old lady's eyes widened: "This is the first time you have taken this bus?" I'll sue you, but it's messy. Because it is an international train, there can be no police on board, just some conductors. β
She looked vigilantly at the female conductor who was locking the door, and when she saw the other party, she didn't pay attention to herself at all. Still standing on tiptoe and touching Nina's ear to speak.
They are always on this line, and perhaps the Russian language is not very proficient. God knows if it will be a spy of the Chinese?
"Some Chinese gangsters have specially robbed Chinese in Moscow for business in the carriages, and even colluded with these conductors to share the spoils."
After a pause, she added: "I don't say anything about ordinary people, but I see you for the sake of my compatriots." β
Nina wanted to say something, but was dragged away by her own man, so she had to wave at her.
The Green Train is slow and has no air conditioning. Fortunately, it is early summer, and the car is still a little stuffy.
Several people sat on small stools beside the aisle, staring at the men and women who had just entered.
"I'm cΔo. This kid is so blessed, he actually found a Russian Yanma? It's so pretty. β
"Isn't it? However, the third brother had instructed not to do anything to the Russians. Otherwise, we will be killed by their police. β
"Less dick balls. Can she sleep with that buddy, but can't sleep with us? β
"What do you mean? I advise you to stop making your own opinions, go and tell the third brother first, and if he agrees, we will rectify it. β
"Six days and six nights, this girl is honest, and she pretended to be a chaste martyr at first. Maybe you're right, if you get into trouble for the third brother, how can I have a place to live? Maybe you'll get me off the train as soon as you get off the station. β
"Are they talking about you and me? Husband? Nina's ears twitched when she saw her man standing at the door of the box and not entering. I can't help but ask.
As a martial artist, it is normal for her hearing to be sharper than others, and she herself is much more sensitive to the sensory organs of the other people in the Young Guard, but she is certainly not as sensitive as her own man.
"It's okay," Wu Shan shook his head and smiled gently: "Thirteen or fourteen, it's all the lower bunk anyway, which one do you choose?" β
These people's discussions are similar to the chatter of street aunts, and he is not bored enough to pay attention to them.
However, looking at where they were sitting, they were both guarding the door of the box, were they harming the other women? There seems to be this meaning in the words.
With that in mind, he thought about finding an opportunity to go over and take a look later.
"Oh God, how did this goddamn fool give us bunk thirteen?" Nina was a little frightened: "Husband, it's not Friday, right?" Why don't we find someone to change? β
"Ninaya, I'm an atheist, so I don't pay that much attention." Wu Shan said, already putting his luggage under the thirteenth bunk and taking off his coat.
For this little woman, he is not ready, so he can only say let it be. Since you have a relationship with someone, and you are still in a place? Female, you can't lift the pants and don't admit it.
Men have a place? female complex, he loves Sally, Wang Lu and even Feng Xiaowu very much.
Even if she is Mei Yong's wife now, people can keep an eye on it at any time, especially after seeing Mei Zishan, you must not let anyone hurt their mother and son, it may be their own blood.
Of course, Wushan doesn't have to be placed? Women, such as Hasquichig, are very open in that regard, and they blend well with themselves, which they can't enjoy in other women.
is a confused account with Nina, and the title is also ambiguous.
Hearing that she was still muttering there, Wu Shan couldn't help but laugh: "Baby, as for it?" On the contrary, your fourteenth is a taboo in our country. β
"Because the pronunciation of four and death is the same, so, hehe."
"How is that possible?" Nina was taken aback: "There is no resemblance between ΡΠ΅ΡΡΡΠ΅ (four) and ΡΠΌΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΡΡ (death), you are kidding." β
"Different languages, different speeches," Wushan shrugged: "Si four, read the descending tone, Si die, read the ascending tone." β
Nina was so happy to learn that she smiled and leaned back.
"Big brother, are you Chinese?" There was also a man lying there in the middle bunk of the thirteenth, and he saw two Russian-speaking men come in, motionless.
In fact, many times, the face is earned by yourself. In front of foreigners, you are neither arrogant nor humble, and no one dares to do anything to you.
If you're afraid, you're afraid that others will see you clearly, and then you yourself will be subservient.
Many Chinese make a lot of noise at home, pretending to be grandchildren as soon as they go abroad.
Our population base is huge, and even if it is a small percentage of those people, the number is very objective. This indirectly affects the image of Chinese people in the world.
"That's right," Wu Shan stood up, his head on the top bunk. looked at him condescendingly: "Why do you suspect that I am a Soviet Russian?" β
"It's amazing!" The guy sat up, because he was in the middle bunk, and his head had to be hooked.
He squeezed his eyes at Nina: "The red flag at home does not fall." Bunting fluttering outside, you cow! β
Wu Shan was noncommittal, nodding and smiling at her.
"By the way, big brother, did you pay the money?" This man is about thirty years old, and the big brother with the current face is reasonable.
He belongs to the type that can no longer be found in the crowd, and the slight characteristic is that the eyes are small. Seems to be laughing all the time.
"Can I get on the bus without paying?" Wu Shan said angrily: "It's just a ticket bought in the conductor's hand." β
The customers who board the train in Eastern Siberia are clearly distinguished, and the people who take the international train are all Chinese or Soviet Russians who go to China to do business.
As for their natives. then take the train of his own country, and he simply looks down on the yellow race full of people.
Although many Soviet Russians themselves are black-eyed, black-haired and yellow-skinned, they look down on Chinese with a skinned population.
Originally, there was also a direct train from Vladivostok to Moscow, and Wushan was worried when he looked at those Soviet Russians. One by one, they are dressed like Hanako. There was a foul smell coming from his body.
With the development of China's economy, even simple casual clothes look more beautiful and formal than Lao Maozi's clothes on the way abroad.
"It's not!" The guy looked nervously at the door of the box and lowered his voice: "You have to pay another money to buy peace." β
He simply came down from the side ladder and sat down in the position of Wushan.
"Big brother, if these people don't kill people, they can't be sure."
"Anyway, last time I saw a tall young man like you, who was thrown off the train halfway through."
"That's called a pitiful. Being in a foreign country and not having a passport. There was nothing to prove my identity, the main thing was that there was no money, and I didn't know what to do if I was kicked out of the car. β
"Huh?" Wushan was taken aback.
He was not afraid, but angry.
I also knew before that the people on this train all came to Soviet Russia to pan for gold.
People are forced, to live well in their hometown, who wants to leave their hometown?
Riding by car again and again, not to mention that it is entirely possible to be relied on by the locals on the side of Soviet Russia and not receive payment for the goods.
Twelve days round trip, even if you earn a little money, you can also take the road fee.
Without a strong background, who would dare to send as many goods as they did at one time? Only like a porter, bring a little at a time, and then go back to get the next batch after receiving the money.
The police are also a kind of armed force, and without the permission of other countries, they can only be ordinary travelers when they go abroad, and cannot perform any functions.
Because this is driving on the territory of other countries, if there is judicial power, it also belongs to the Soviet and Russian police.
The same is true on other international trains, where the police get off at the gate of the country.
Don't look at the so-called inverted masters, who knows their hard work?
Such hard-earned money will also be looted by car bandits and road rage.
"Don't be afraid brother!" Wu Shan patted him on the shoulder: "I'll deal with it." β
"Big brother, I still advise you to give all the valuable things on your body to your woman." This guy seems to be more worried than his own affairs.
"They're just a bunch of white-eyed wolves. You say that they are all Chinese, why do you charge us any protection fees? β
He was chattering on the side, but Wushan was full of thoughts.
In this time and space, the Zhu family has a lot of control in the Ministry of Railways because Zhu Jianguo is very successful.
When he was in Oulothai, the merchants there were robbed on the train.
In the end, in the name of the northern Xinjiang region at that time, he directly found the conductor and finally found out the person.
The people on the railway line are basically the same, and since then, no one has dared to fight the idea of the Olotai.
It's been a long time since I've been talking to the Zhu family, it's really a little too chaotic on the train.
"Yo, old Hao, what are you doing?" Two middle-aged men with shaved heads barged in: "It's your time for lunch today." β
"No??? It's nothing," the buddy who was worried about Wushan just now spoke a little unfavorably: "I'm talking to my eldest brother." Okay, let's go, let's go eat. β
"Wait," a short, thin bald head said with a mocking face, "I'm cΔo, it's Chinese, what kind of big-tailed wolf?" I thought it was Russian? β
"Who are you scolding?" Wu Shan's face sank.
"Grass and mud horses, how can you talk to my brother?" The kid stood on tiptoe and pointed at Wushan's nose: "Boy, you're looking for death." β
"Give you two ways, one, take out all the things on your body, and let this girl play with her brother."
"Two, beat you to the point of being half-defeated, and we'll take it ourselves. At that time, it was estimated that he would not be able to be a flower messenger. We'll drop you off the train at the next stop. β
"Hey, what are you doing?" Nina saw that her man was talking to her fellow countryman, and did not interject, and at this time she crawled up, like a hen guarding her chicks.
She is usually a quiet little woman, with a similar personality to Wang Lu, and she is always labeled as unapproachable.
"Honey, don't interfere, I'll handle it myself." Wu Shan watched the kid look greedily at Nina, and kept licking his lips.
The next moment, the kid flattened his ass backwards, got up from the ground, and slammed into the car window, making a clatter.
The guy in the middle bunk was still sitting nervously on the lower bunk, his mouth wide open.
Who has lived to be thirty or forty years old who has not fought? Who hasn't seen a fight?
In all fairness, whether it was him or another taller bald head, he had never seen such a high force value.
"Big brother, it's too much." The bald head gasped: "Our Jia Lao Liu is nothing out of the ordinary, are you a little ruthless?" β
He hurriedly stepped over and helped his companion up: "Sixth, how is it?" β
The short, thin bald head was speechless, shaking his head and nodding his head.
"Get out!" Wu Shan snorted lightly: "If you scold me, you will be the one who will be beaten." β
"You??? You wait. The bald head wanted to say something to support the scene, but was forced back by the murderous gaze.
He staggered away with his skinny bald head. (To be continued......)