Nestorovich, a Russian, now lives in Ukraine, but his nationality is South African. He is 48 years old this year, tall and fat, the ground under his feet trembles when he walks, and he has to stop to rest and take a breath when he walks out less than 100 meters.

Guo Yu flew to Kyiv, the capital of Ukraine, on a passenger plane after a call from Chakli on the street, where he was picked up by a young Chinese man at the airport, and met the arms merchant Nestorovich in a Russian aristocratic manor on the outskirts of Kyiv.

"Mr. Guo, welcome to Kyiv, Ukraine, this is a good place, you will love it here, come have a cigar." Nestorovich stretched out his fat hand and handed Guo Yu a Havana cigar, and the two of them skillfully cut the tail of the cigarette, roasted the cigarette, scratched the mouth, lit the cigarette, lit the cigar with a long match, inhaled it in the mouth and turned it around and sprayed it out with their noses, both of them enjoyed the process of smoking the cigar.

"Nestorovich, you know what I'm here for, I hope to get a satisfactory answer from you, I want to buy ships, I don't know if it's possible." Guo Yu still doesn't know if he can buy these big guys, after all, he is only an antique dealer, and it is difficult to be recognized in the circle of arms dealers.

"Hehe, do you want a big guy, it's not easy, what do you want to do, which force are you an agent of, or a broker of a certain country, if you use it to hostile a certain big country, it will be difficult for me to do it." Nestorovich's fat face squeezed out a trace of embarrassment, but Guo Yu didn't know if it was really embarrassing or to raise the price. However, it seems that it is somewhat difficult to buy a ship for the time being.

After taking two puffs of cigar, Nestorovich stopped coughing twice and took a few breaths, Guo Yu looked worried, he wouldn't hang up like this.

"Mr. Nestorovich, it looks like you're not in good health, please take care of yourself, can you talk to me?" Guo Yu couldn't think of any other way, so he came up with other ideas.

"Thank you to my friend, I'm very happy to get my friend's care, I'm too fat, but it's not food, it's a disease, obesity, he made me desperately grow meat, and it was accompanied by a lot of diseases, all wrapped around my body, coronary heart disease, high blood pressure, hyperlipidemia, lung asthma, poor breathing, too many problems."

After taking two breaths, he continued: "Oh my God, I don't know when I'm going to see God, you know, since I got this disease, I haven't touched a woman for six years, I'm only 48 years old, I'm still young, you look at me, I can't even find where my little brother is now, I think he's under my belly, poor little guy, even when peeing, someone has to move his belly to find him." ”

Guo Yu looked at Nestorovich's two-meter waistline, and he really felt sad for his little brother, who could only be stewed under that dark belly.

"I want to use your financial resources to be able to seek medical treatment all over the world, why is there no hospital that can treat you?" Guo Yu is also a little curious, if it is not cancer or AIDS, how can it not be treated.

"Yes, I have searched all the big hospitals all over the world, but they are helpless, because my cause is genetic, it cannot be cured, but it will not help me to lose fat, and when I gain weight for the second time, it may kill me, so I can only drag it like this, hoping that a miracle will happen, or medicine will get a breakthrough." Nestorovich's face was very lonely, and he did not have a trace of confidence in his illness.

"Mr. Nestorovich, do you believe in God, in God's being?" Guo Yu took out his old trick again and began to fool a poor arms dealer.

"Although I am an Orthodox Christian, I have been baptized since I was a child, but I do not believe in God, He has never helped me, and I am an arms dealer, a man with blood on my hands, and I will not be protected by God." After saying that, he shrugged his shoulders.

Guo Yu continued: "Although I don't believe in God, I believe in the existence of God, Mr. Nestorovich, please let your people step down, I hope to talk to you alone." ”

Guo Yu's words alerted the guards around him, and Nestorovich's expression became stern, as an arms dealer, he would face danger at any time, and Nestorovich was an old arms dealer, so he naturally knew more about this, and paid more attention to his safety.

"Mr. Nestorovich, please don't think too much, I don't have any malice, and if I have any malice, even your guards can't stop me." As soon as he finished speaking, the four guards all took out their pistols and pointed them at Guo Yu's head.

Guo Yu slowly stood up and looked at the position of the four bodyguards, they were guarding the four corners of the room, which was a good place to defend, but this was not difficult for Guo Yu, he accelerated, like a gust of wind blowing past the four bodyguards, and when he stopped, he was already holding four pistols in his hands.

The four pistols were all thrown on the coffee table by Guo Yu, and the shocked Nestorovich's ****-like eyes widened a lot.

The four bodyguards all rushed forward, and they were indeed stopped by Nestorovich, because he knew that with Guo Yu's skills just now, these bodyguards were not opponents at all, and if Guo Yu wanted to do something to himself, he could directly strangle himself or shoot himself with the pistol he snatched just now.

He waved his hand and let the bodyguards exit the room, he became curious about Guo Yu, he knew that Guo Yu was just an antique dealer, although he had bought weapons twice, but it was only a small batch business, and it was not worth his attention.

Today, Guo Yu's appearance is very different from the information of Guo Yu reported by his subordinates, Nestorovich knows that Guo Yu's skills just now, even if he is the world's top killer, he can't do it, because several bodyguards around him are all from Russian special forces, and they are all elites who have killed people and seen blood, and they are elites from Siberian training camps.

"Okay, Mr. Guo, I was surprised by your appearance today, I didn't expect you to be so good, I think even the world's top special forces and killers are not your opponents, I don't know what you want to talk to me about alone, I'm curious." Nestorovich now has a rare expression of sternness.

"I just said that there is a god in this world, but the vast majority of people have never seen it, they can't feel it, and I am God's messenger, exercising part of God's rights in the world, God has given me some power, he can use it to heal diseases, just like your disease, are you interested in trying?" Guo Yu was smiling when he spoke, but he was so serious that Nestorovich felt that he trusted Guo Yu, do you want to try it yourself?

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