Chapter 70: Escape from Danger

"Who the are you guys? Gorky gang? Mafia? Or is it someone else? Gusinsky shouted at Seryosha and Alexander Popov, even if you want to die, you must always ask who did it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"You don't have to know who I am, but I can make it clear to you that I hunted you because you killed Nikolai Popov. You must die today, but if you can tell me before you die who killed him with that bulldozer, I can make you die a happy death, like the old bastard standing by the window. Alexander Popov's tone was calm and composed, but hearing these words in Seryosha's ears made him shudder.

"You've been chasing after you just to know this? You actually killed that Italian? Gusinsky asked angrily, although he did not have definite evidence, but he did not have to think about it to understand who else could kill Nikolai Popov except the Gorky gang?

"Italians? What do you mean? Gusinsky's words left Alexander Popov completely scratching his head.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect the godfather of a generation, Frank Kstror Genovice, to do this as someone else's substitute for the dead, it's so funny, haha~! Eh! Eh! Gusinski's laughter accidentally touched his injured hand, and there was another sharp pain.

"What the are you trying to fool me? Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you right now? Alexander Popov was angry, he did not expect the dying Gusinsky to dare to laugh. He picked up the gun again, trying to drill another hole in Gusinsky's body.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot. I just wanted to tell you that you killed the wrong person. The one you killed was the leader of the Italian mafia, he had just arrived in the USSR, and that guy was not the murderer of Nikolai Popov at all. Gusinsky explained carefully, for fear of annoying Alexander Popov.

Alexander Popov's heart was broken at the moment, as if 10,000 grass and mud horses were galloping by, and he thought to himself: "Damn, I killed the wrong person after working for a long time." But forget it, it's not a good thing anyway. ”

"So you know who killed Nikolai Popov? Go on. Aleksandr Popov, though extremely shocked, continued to threaten Gusinsky.

"Who else, of course, are the Gorky gang! After the death of Nikolai Popov, all the territory went into their hands, and I tell you, I also have a grudge against the Gorky gang... Gusinski explained desperately, his eyes wandering around, wondering how he could get out of here.

Gusinsky said basically the same thing as Alexander Popov had in his hands, and Gusinsky had no weapon in his hand and was wounded. So Alexander Popov turned his gun to the corner where Seryosha was hiding.

Seryosha heard all the words of the conversation just now, although he had a gun in his hand at the moment, but he knew that there were no bullets in the gun. Seryosha wanted to make up a lie to fool him, but then Popov's words completely blocked the road.

"Guy hiding in the corner, I just saw you take a gun from Boris's gang, don't tell me you're not from the Gorky gang either." Alexander Popov said viciously.

"I am indeed from the Gorky Gang, although I know who killed Nikolai Popov, but I won't tell you who did it?" Seryosha was trying to delay as much time as possible, his brain was running rapidly, racking his brains to find a way out of the current predicament.

Gusinsky, who was hiding under the tiger cage, was not idle, he took advantage of the fact that Alexander Popov's attention was all focused on Seryosha, quietly took out the key from his pocket, opened the lock on the cage, and then he carefully opened the door of the tiger cage, this tiger was raised by Gusinsky since childhood, and he wanted this tiger to deal with the two guys who were chasing him, so as to create a chance for himself to escape.

This tiger is Gusinsky's pet Ustin, Ustin has not eaten for many days, and at this moment the hungry Ustin has long been attracted by the smell of blood on Gusinsky's hands, and it is the same smell when Gusinsky feeds it on weekdays.

The feline walked softly, and both Alexander Popov and Seryosha focused on each other, completely unaware that Ustin had come out of the cage, until Gusinsky screamed, and both looked at Gusinsky at the same time, only to see that Gusinsky's injured hand had been bitten by a tiger. Gusinsky struggled desperately, slapping the tiger on the head, and the tiger was not to be outdone. Loosening the bloody jaw, he bit Gusinsky's neck, and Gusinsky's howls and painful voices mingled, and he was seen kicking his feet wildly, and then his movements became weaker and weaker, until he was completely immobile.

Alexander Popov and Seryosha were stunned by this bloody scene, and the two of them retreated in fear, and did not dare to turn around and run away, who knows if the tiger will catch up. Seryosha took a few steps back, and he found that there was a wall behind him, and there was no way back at all. At this moment, the tiger Ustin, who had just bitten Gusinsky to death, did not stop, and there were strangers on its territory, how could it be safe to enjoy the food. It looked up, and there was blood on its mouth and paws.

Ustin let out a low roar in his throat, and he looked at Seryosha and then at Alexander Popov, as if to pick one of the two to strike first. Unfortunately, it picked on Seryosha, only to see it let out a low roar, slowly turn in Seryosha's direction, and then slowly begin to approach. One step, two steps. The distance between Ustin and Seryosha was getting closer and closer, and Seryosha felt that he would pounce at any moment, because he could already feel the heat of the tiger, and the gun in his hand was useless, and Seryosha's whole body was already soaked with cold sweat.

Alexander Popov didn't want to stay here for a minute, he just wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible, and he began to slowly retreat, trying not to make a sound. One step, two steps, three steps, suddenly his heel tripped over the steps, and the whole person accidentally fell to the ground.

Ustin looked alarmedly at the place where the sound had come from, and this time without hesitation, turned around and pounced on Alexander Popov in a few arrows. Alexander Popov fired in a panic, but did not hit Ustin, and then Alexander Popov's desperate and frightened cries were heard. Seizing this opportunity, Seryosha rushed forward with a rolling belt, picked up the gun dropped by Gusinsky, and ran out as fast as he could. The voice behind him grew fainter and weaker.