The wind is blowing under the eagle's feet, and this pole runs like a ghost.

With the butt of the gun is very rude to smash an old-fashioned Buick lathe parked next to it, the glass is still a little hard, he used two or three times, the other party can not resist, in fact, this movement, too big, of course, there are many people to watch the excitement, including the owner of the car, he is distressed is too late, roared twice, raised his hand and scolded, want the eagle to stop.

But he was dragged back into the house.

Turning his head with red eyes, he saw a brown bear standing with his mouth open, and patted him on the shoulder with his hand as if to comfort him, which made the owner cry louder, hugging the brown bear is shedding tears.

The brown bear still has a humane life on his face: I broke my heart for this family.

……

This general robbery and car theft are two different professions, after all, the profession is different.

But the Eagles seem to be a skilled veteran, and it's clear that he's been trained in this area.

After connecting the ignition wire and the live wire together, and then put the starting wire on it, the car will start.

"Sweat all over my body." The eagle wiped the beads of sweat on his face, and after scolding in a low voice, he stepped on the clutch, hit the gear, and started directly in three gears (remember to learn to drive, it is a three-gear start, and the seat belt does not need to be sent!). However, the accelerator was not stepped on steadily, and when he rushed, he hit a Volvo in front of him, and another owner upstairs howled.

As soon as the eagle moved backwards, the rear bumper of the Volvo in front fell off.

He slammed the steering wheel, the Buick made a big circle, stopped steadily, and the eagle poked his head out, "Boss, get in the car!" ”

"Withdraw."

Gao Jianguo patted Anzi on the shoulder, the latter escorted the other party into the car first, and was just about to jump in, when he saw an old Maozi hiding behind him with his head like a casual marksmanship, just this time, hit Anzi's shoulder, stumbled under his feet, and threw himself on the ground and didn't climb into the car.

"Anzi, Anzi, Eagle, retreat, Anzi hasn't gotten in the car yet." Gao Jianguo, who was sitting in the co-pilot, said with a red face.

With a shoulder injury, he hurriedly rolled and hid behind the back of a car, baring his teeth and breaking out in a cold sweat.

He leaned on the strength of his arm with one hand, and the green tendons on his forearm could be seen clearly.

But as soon as I pulled the trigger, it didn't bounce.

"Grass!" Anzi scolded, the action was very neat, one leg bent to clamp the gun, the other hand unloaded the magazine, then reloaded the new magazine, pulled the bolt with the backhand, and finally raised the gun to shoot. This set of actions is seen as textbook perfection.

"Anzi, get in the car." Gao Jianguo opened the car door and signaled, the latter hung his hand, and swooped his head into the door.

Buzz!!

The engine roared, and the pointers on the dashboard were climbing up, braving black exhaust fumes, and flew away.

"Сукаблядь (Sukabule!) ）。 ”

The commander of the scene was a Mao Zi with the rank of lieutenant jumping angrily, looking down at the subordinates who were injured and falling to the ground around him, his face twitched, there are more than a dozen people here, this... Will you be fucked for the most part?

He gradually quieted down, and reason told him that this was not something he could afford to mess with.

These people are obviously professionally trained in military affairs, and even judging by their decisive actions when they kill, they must have fought a war!

And then to the wars that have taken place in recent years? Asian, the result is clear at a glance.

Now he hesitated even more, the Davari clan was notoriously black-bellied.

The money belongs to the state, the life is his own, there is no need to work so hard, but the most basic cover is always necessary, he commanded the rest of the people to send the wounded to the hospital, and he waited for the special forces to come.

"Anko! Anko!? An anxious shout sounded from the back seat, Gao Jianjun turned around in a panic, and saw An Zi covering his wounds, his face pale.

"Boss, we can't go on like this, we have to take out his bullets."

"Don't you know?!"

Gao Jianguo roared, his face was hideous, and he clutched the handle tightly, "Go to the old warehouse." ”

The eagle nodded in response, and specially picked that kind of small road to drive, they have rich experience in counter-reconnaissance, and there is a section of the road, they all abandon the car and walk.

……

A news item appeared in the Soviet newspaper Izvestia.

A gang of bandits attacked the National Bank on Arbat Avenue and robbed 30 million rubles!

Robert sat on the balcony of his suite, dressed in his pajamas, and placed Izvestia on the table, taking a sip of his Coke.

Robbery?

He felt that it was the least technical thing.

And for 30 million rubles, you can't exchange dollars at the exchange rate, and if you are in the black market, it will at least shrink dozens of times!

This money may not be enough for the company's expenses for two months.

He suddenly understood that Tang Dao had said something to him.

"The lower people sell their lives, the middle people sell their brains, and the upper people sell the middle and lower people!"

"Stupid." Robert smiled and shook his head, stood up, walked around the room, and sprayed some perfume on his body in the mirror, in fact, he was very repulsed, but don't those high-class people with bad tastes have this smell on them, changed into a suit, and combed his hair.

Looking at it from the mirror, it is still a little handsome, like when I knew a boxer named Shanshan, maybe, I can make my debut and rely on my appearance to eat.

Robert blew on his bangs and walked out the door, outside the two employees were also dressed cleanly, and their beards were deliberately hung up, which, combined with the side of the face, could make the woman scream.

"Have you made an appointment?"

"Well, Deputy Governor of the National Bank, Kamenev. West. Branlin. An employee replied.

Robert frowned, "Why doesn't this name look like a Soviet?" ”

"I heard that he has French genes."

The blood of capitalism has begun to occupy the cerebral cortex of the woolly bear, I'm afraid... It's really sick.

They made an appointment at a place called "Катюша." Mansion.

Translated to Katyusha.

Located on the west side of Plaza Manez, this is rumored to have been founded in the month by several officers, and later more and more people joined in, shouting "Ula!" Long live Russia" charged the Germans, and after the war ended, in their honor, the mansion was retained, and it has been preserved to this day.

After decades of ups and downs, this is one of the favorite places for Russian servicemen.

Because, here they can feel the glory of their fathers and the glory of the past.

Not everyone can come in, if it's a veteran, if it's a veteran, you need to show a certificate, and outsiders, you need to pay $50, the price of the alcohol inside is calculated separately, and you can't bring your own alcohol.

This kind of overlord treaty is very dissatisfied, and I heard that there are still people who make trouble and fight a few times.

But there is still no change, indifference.

After paying $150, Robert and the others walked in under the guidance of the attendants.

Nothing special, but if you want to say the difference, there are a lot of weapons hanging on the walls here, Makarov, etc., and you can see old soldiers in old-fashioned military uniforms and military ranks on their chests everywhere, with gray hair all over their heads, drinking wine.

They still seem to be silent in their former glory days.

"Three, Mr. Kamenev is inside." The attendant led him to a private room in the depths and knocked softly twice, and only when someone inside responded, did he push the door open and let in half a sideways position.

Robert met Kamenev, a... A balding Mediterranean man, but with a slightly normal figure, this is also compared with other Soviets.

The other party was also looking at him, unscrupulously, looking up and down, and gradually wrinkling his eyebrows.

"Mr. Kamenev, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Mr. Vane?" Kamenev held out his hand and shook it with him.

Wayne. Rooney, is Robert's fake name.

To do this kind of thing, you definitely can't use your real name.

He pursed his lips and nodded with a smile, "We were in touch on the phone. ”

"You may be seated." Kamenev spread his hands and gestured, sat down unceremoniously, helped Robert pour vodka for them, and held it up, "A toast to the guests from afar." ”

This old hairy man drinks at every turn.

And... There's nothing that can't be solved by drinking.

At the beginning, orders worth hundreds of millions of RMB were drunk by wine, for them, those who can drink are friends, unlike those Indians, because of religious beliefs, they rarely drink alcohol with a degree, but at that time the big brother was strong, they could only pinch their noses and laugh, this Ustinov law made the negotiators of the Soviets frightened. (Ustinov's Law: The Wine Table Says the Word!) ）。

Robert smells vodka now, and to be honest, it's all a little sick to his stomach.

The smell was too heavy, but he could only pinch his nose and Kamenev, but fortunately, there were two employees next to him, and the three of them drank muddy, and the other party was almost dizzy.

I almost didn't get past it!

"Hiccup~" Kamenev burped, I don't know when he will be by Robert's side, and he hooked his shoulder very affectionately, "Davaris, let's get down to business first, I heard that you want a loan?" ”

Serious business?

Robert was excited, his head was very reluctantly light, and he was a little conscious, and swallowed the liquid from his stomach again, and burped, "Of course, I want to borrow...", he held out a finger, but thought he was saying less, so he spread both hands.

"A billion rubles!"

Kamenev's eyes were also wide, but it was only his right eye, and his left eye was still the size of a sesame seed, and wine was flowing from the corners of his mouth, he wiped it clean with his hand, surprised, "A billion rubles?!" ”

That's a big deal.

I haven't even seen such a large amount of loans in recent years. Himself, of course.

He had heard that another deputy governor had just made a loan of 5 billion rubles.

What's in here...

Kamenev can figure it out even on his toes.

He deliberately embarrassed, "I'm afraid this is not easy to do." ”

"You can rest assured that our procedures are legal, including the ore title deeds." Robert lowered his voice again, "Of course, there are also illegal ones, such as the Swiss Bank's $2 million promissory note, what do you think?" ”

Kamenev's eyes lit up, and he suddenly smiled like a mouse with a big head, and actually kissed Robert directly on the face, "No, no, no, I think Davari's are legal!" As long as you complete the formalities, I can find a way to lend you out, a billion rubles? Of course! Cheers to our friendship! ”

"Cheers!"

Robert didn't know how much the other party was bragging, and how much was true.

But now he can only choose to trust the other party.

Kamenev still wanted to see the money first, which of course was prevaricated by Robert.

You're a girl, you didn't do anything, but you want to take advantage of it first.

You think you're the third brother!

……