I watched Lukovich disappear into the parking lot with Komova and her daughter in his car. The old guy can have such a family... It was the most surprising thing I've ever felt in years, even more than I told me the old guy was a big traitor.

I went back to our own car, and Salim handed me an MP443, along with two magazines and a handful of bullets. The guy who was delivering us the car and things said, "We don't have a lot of magazines, so it's best not to throw them away when you use them." ”

"I know that, kid." Salim glanced up at the guy, "You were still in school when we got the gun, and you were writing love letters to little girls with a pen." ”

"Good, good!" The guy immediately waved his hand to signal that he would not say any more.

I laughed and said, "Don't do that. He's right, we're in a bad situation, and we should pay more attention. After saying that, I looked at this guy and said, "What's your name?" I've seen you in the seventeenth round before. ”

"Levchenko, Viktolovich Levchenko." The man replied.

I nodded and said, "Do you want to act with us?" ”

"Nope." Levchenko shook his head, "I'm waiting for orders." As planned, I went straight to the bar and met up with the others there. ”

"Then your mission is to leave Albi with us?" I asked.

"Yes." Levchenko nodded affirmatively, "My task is to cover you." ”

"Huh." I couldn't help but laugh out loud when I heard someone trying to cover me, and I looked at Salim and said, "Did you hear that?" I'm finally getting that treatment. Someone came specifically to cover me. ”

Salim and Christovic laughed out loud when I said that. I put the pistol away and put it in my pocket, along with my original one, I looked at Levchenko and said, "Take care of yourself then." The most important thing is to be able to save your life. ”

We just waited, and every once in a while Semolov would communicate with me, and in addition to informing me of my route to Albi, he was actually keeping in touch to make sure that we were all safe and sound, and that nothing had happened. At seven o'clock in the evening, Levchenko received instructions from Semolov to return to Albi. After he left, the three of us had a meal at a fast-food restaurant next to the parking lot, and after we had eaten and drunk, I bought new clothes to put on. The previous set was too dirty, a little too conspicuous, and the change of clothes was more like that, which made the other party think that I had come to meet secretly.

At 7:40 a.m., Semolov called, and he told me that he had started to go to the bar where I had met, so that I could move. Everything around us is calm at the moment, and the other side is just staring at nothing else, as we expected.

Getting the news, we immediately walked and drove out of the parking lot. By the time we entered Albi City, it was already completely dark, and instead of stopping, we dropped me off at a bus stop on the outskirts of Albi. This was arranged for me by Semolov, and as soon as I was asked to get out of the car, Kristovic immediately drove away, and his task was to go around in circles, without making any stops, until we let him get to the place where we had been evacuated.

At the bus station, instead of taking the bus, I just stopped a taxi. Directly to the nearest place to the old town. After getting out of the car, I took out my newly bought hat and fastened it to my head, looked back and forth, and then walked into the old town.

Although it is night, you can still feel that this old town is truly old. The architecture is like that of the Middle Ages, and the roads here are very narrow, as Semolov said, there are small streets and alleys, and some of the roads are obviously lacking in effective lighting, and the visibility is very poor. There are no cars here, and most people are walking or biking. And it's quiet, much quieter than where I've been.

I don't know any of Ed Gray's bars, but it's a bit famous. After asking a few people, I made my way to the bar. However, it was a little later than scheduled, which made Semolov a little nervous, and his phone had already been called when I saw the sign of the bar in the distance.

I stopped and took out the phone and immediately said, "I've arrived." ”

Semolov replied, "There's someone watching outside." You come in directly from the door. Let's meet and let them see you and leave. ”

"Okay." I hung up, grabbed my pistol in my pockets, and approached the bar. The entrance of the bar is quite lively at the moment, and people come and go from time to time. However, I soon noticed several figures standing in the shadows on either side of the bar, and I could feel their eyes on me as they approached the bar door.

I opened the door and entered the bar, and the atmosphere in the bar was very lively, and there seemed to be no empty seats anymore. I took a quick glance as I walked, and soon I saw Semolov at the bar. He didn't look at me, just at the glass in his hand as if he was thinking about something.

I slowly walked over to his side and sat down in the high chair beside him. Semolov put down the wine glass in his hand and whispered, "There are also their people in this bar. These bastards are like a group of hungry wolves who have been hungry for a long time, and even a fool can see in their eyes. ”

"Shall we leave immediately?" I asked.

Semolov picked up the glass again and said, "No hurry. Start with a drink. If you don't drink it this time, you may not have a chance. With that, he tilted his head and poured the wine from the glass, then raised his hand to the bartender.

"You're looking more and more like an old guy." I said.

Semolov heard me say this, but chuckled and did not speak. Instead, he picked up the glass that had been filled again and drank it again. After a while, he pushed away the wine glass and dropped the money, "Come on." Let's see how lucky we are tonight. ”

I got up and immediately followed him out of the bar, and just as we came to the door, Levchenko and another guy walked up to us and left the bar with us. I noticed someone in the bar walking towards the door. Outside the bar, the figures who had been hiding in the shadows were gone, but after we left the bar, there were always figures following behind us.

"Take them around for a while." Semolov said as he came to a street lamp and looked down at the time, "Ten minutes around, and we'll leave." ”

"Listen to you. I'm going to inform Salim that they've arrived at the designated location? And let Lukovich set them off. I asked.

"Yes. Let them get there in twenty minutes. Semolov said as he walked, "I think these guys are excited to find out where you are." ”

"Really?" I smiled a little and took the phone to inform Salim first, and then called Lukovic.

Ask for fat!! Ask for fat!!!

(End of chapter)

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