Old Pushkin threw the information on the table, his eyes were full of ridicule, he seemed to be watching the excitement.

Anyway, the fire couldn't burn his head.

"Hey, sir!" Medvedchuk was really in such a hurry that he forgot the most basic courtesy, at least the other party was a lieutenant general, one level higher than him in military rank, and he was going to stand and shout sir, and this title of "sir" would have been labeled as a "Westerner" if he had been in power during Stalin's rule.

He stared at old Pushkin with straight eyes, opened his mouth very firmly, revealing the yellow molars inside, and raised his voice very exaggeratedly, "You have to help me, we are grasshoppers on a rope, if I fall, you will not do any good, and I know that Asian very well, which is related to the future transaction." ”

Medvedchuk knows what is most important at the moment, Nicholas!

The Ukrainian "scalping syndicate" loves the money in his pocket too much, and the corrupted new capitalist roaders are stronger than the old diehards, and to a certain extent, this Asian is God.

Sure enough, old Pushkin's face stiffened when he heard this, and he spread his right hand in annoyance, "I think a successful businessman only cares about whether there is a profit or not, and never cares who he trades with, even if you know each other, but... What does it matter? For us and for him, you are just a lubricant, but you are not the key point, you have to remember where you are. ”

This almost made Medvedchuk faint, he smashed his fists on the table with both hands, his two eyebrows were horizontal, his face was flushed, he looked a little angry, and gritted his teeth, "If you don't agree, I'll send your son to a court-martial!" He and Victor sold military drawings, including the "Backfire" Tu-22M, although it was only a small summary, but it was enough for him to stay in it for a long time, you say, how will the court judge him? After all, his father was the principal of the Kyiv Junior Military School. ”

it... Ruthless!

Old Pushkin Yuan stared, he also couldn't believe that his son actually stole Tu-22M? That's not all, seeing the other party's madness, is he planning to send Victor in?

Is this intended to be doomed together?

He shuddered, this was a madman.

The Tu-22M was the first supersonic bomber of Soviet times, and it was a strategic weapon.

It is one of the core components of the Soviet Union's strategic bombing and anti-ship operations. Due to the performance of the Tu-22M bomber, combined with the Soviet Union's maritime target reconnaissance and electronic warfare capabilities and the combination of naval ships, the Soviet Union's tactics of attacking US aircraft carrier battle groups with a large number of anti-ship missiles were further strengthened.

The U.S. military's AIM-54 Phoenix missile, F-14 Tomcat fighter, and Aegis combat system are all designed to respond to such tactics.

Foreign media once commented on the performance of the Tu-22M, which can attack all European countries except Portugal and Norway, and if it is refueled in the air, it can also take off from the Soviet Union through the Arctic base, attack the Eagle Sauce local target, and then fly back to the domestic base. It is also the fastest of the world's most equipped bombers, and as the latest evolution of the Tu-22 bomber family, it has a huge advantage over other aircraft.

You can sell Backfire, as long as you don't get caught, but you can't sell drawings, because it's related to core technical issues, and then use this to crack other similar technologies, which are available to several of the world's biggest hooligans.

The Cold War is a bear and an eagle fighting, while Hanshu and Gaul chickens are eyeing each other, and there is a rabbit eating grass, pinching bricks, wearing sunglasses, looking at the mushroom cloud, lying on a sun lounger and drinking a sip of Erguotou, giving a thumbs up, shouting at the two, "Cauldron, don't be afraid!" The eagle is afraid of the dark at night, coil him! ”

The value summarized by this drawing is far beyond a certain boundary, and even the bottom line that the old Pushkin and others pressed hard is now broken by their own children.

Do you want to send them in?

Is a military prison a place where people can stay? If you go in, you'll have to pick up soap.

"Bastard! Do you know what you're talking about? Old Pushkin stood up and glared at him, wanting to reach out and grab Medvedchuk's collar, but was directly slapped off by the latter, glared back, pulled the military uniform on his body, and was not cowardly at all, anyway, now he has torn his face, what else is there to be afraid of?

"You know what I'm talking about, if I'm down, you're waiting to die with me!"

Medvedchuk is really crazy, but it's better to be crazy than dead, the whole country is in a state of madness, and if he loses this position, will his political enemies let him go? Including those who have an interest in him who most want him to die, and then peel his stomach open and pull Franklin out of his intestines, anyway, the money is fragrant with.

"I don't have that much ability to protect you." The first half of this sentence made Medvedchuk think that the other party wanted to face him head-on, but the elder Pushkin was just angry, and he continued, "But I can delay you for a few days, you have to find out the murderer as soon as possible, and then kill these sons of bitches, maybe, the above will let you go." ”

Taken together, it's just two words.

Avenge!

Blood debt and blood repayment.

Old Pushkin handed him the information on the table, "I think you can go to Nicholas, he should want to know why more than you do." After he finished speaking, he waved his hand as if he was very unhappy, signaling that he could go.

Go to Nicholas?

The more Medvedchuk thought about it, the brighter his eyes became, this was a good solution, he looked at the other party, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but old Pushkin only left her with the back of her head, and could only leave in a huff.

At this time, Tang Dao's face was full of seriousness, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at Robert who was bowing his head in front of him, his eyes seemed to be re-examined, the other party was very nervous, at least his thigh muscles were shaking, the fingers on both sides were trembling rhythmically, his eyes were fluttering, and he didn't dare to look directly, he was a good guy, but he was not a good actor.

"Don't you need to explain something to me?"

Tang Dao wanted to lean over, wanted to pick up the lighter and light a cigarette, but put it down again, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and half-raised his head and asked, "Where did you go yesterday?" ”

Robert's cheeks wrinkled, and he didn't know how to answer.

Did you go to find Yulia? He didn't know if he was messing around with her all night, but Yulia and Firmino were definitely dead!

He opened his mouth, "I... I went to Kyiv yesterday to relax. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the little angel standing next to him sigh, which made Robert's heart tighten, damn, what is this guy sighing? I looked at the boss at a loss, and saw that Tang Dao was peeling apples, holding a fruit knife of more than 10 centimeters in his right hand and peeling it very calmly and carefully, squinting, listening to him After speaking, the blade was scraped, and the apple peel was abruptly broken.

Tang Dao handed over the half-sliced apple, and his tone was still very calm, "Let's fill my stomach first." ”

Robert frowned slightly, and said very cautiously, "Boss, do you need me to go downstairs to order some food..." ”

……

In his left hand, Mist held a small piece of paper with an address written on it: 17 Wickdorben.

He raised his head and looked at the small villa in front of him, the exterior decoration looked beautiful, the walls were still hung with green vines for decoration, and he could see a figure flashing on the second floor, walked over, rang the doorbell, and crisp footsteps sounded, and then the door was quickly opened, and a cry with joy, "Uncle Robert." ”

The muscles of Mister's right cheek shook, and a smile appeared on his face, bent down, looked at Firmino, who was a little dazed in front of him, and asked softly, "Little friend, are your adults here?" ”

The little guy looked at the big man in front of him, and his eyes jumped to the back, there were also a few white people in suits, and the muscles felt even rougher than Uncle Robert's, he didn't know them, but he also hated the smile of the person in front of him, it was very uncomfortable.

"Firmino, who is it?" Yulia, who had been waiting for a while, also came out, put her hands on her son's shoulders, and looked at Mister and the others, her eyes flashed with a little surprise and surprise, but it was only a flash, pretending to be very incomprehensible, "Uh, gentlemen, may I ask who you are?" ”

After Mister came out of the Delta, he never thought of himself as a machine, he didn't admit that he only killed people, he felt that he should be a gentleman, the kind that was very polite, after all, judges are also cultured people.

He crossed his hands in front of him and nodded slightly, "Good morning, ma'am, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

"Good morning, may I ask you guys for something?" Yulia asked, grabbing Firmino's shoulder hard.

"I have a few things I'd like to ask, can you?" Mister laughed and said, "Robert and I are friends. ”

"No, no, I don't know any Robert."

Firmino raised his head, he looked at his mother puzzled, why did he say that, but he was very smart, he didn't bite, he knew that his mother had her own thoughts when she said this.

"Are you nervous? Lady? ”

Mistre half-bent his knees, stared at Yulia, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the latter's wrist and said, he felt a tremble, but just a moment, and then was thrown away, the other party pulled Firmino in, and was about to close the door, but this foot just got stuck, "Madam, don't worry, we are not bad people." ”

But we're not good people either.

He took this sentence in his heart.

"I really don't know Robert, I don't know who, if you want this, I'll call the police." Yulia reacted excitedly, kicking Mister's calf with her toes.

"Call the police? Are you kidding me? CIA agents looking for cops? ”

Mistre stared into the other party's eyes as she said this, and she panicked!

……