Astamur froze in front of his desk, and it took a long time to come to his senses, only to feel that his clothes were as wet as if they had been washed, and they were cold and sticky to his body, and his whole body was so sore that he didn't have any strength, especially his two legs, which were not like his own, and he didn't obey the call at all.

"Someone, someone!"

He shouted twice at the top of his voice, but the hoarse and broken voice could not even be heard out of the room, and no one responded outside the door.

Outside the door of this room, there are at least six good men in the gang guarding, each of whom is an elite special soldier who has retired from the army.

Unable to get a response, Astamur turned around and picked up the phone, shuddering and calling downstairs, but every call went unanswered.

Great fear filled his chest.

Desperately moving his limp legs, he leaned against the wall to the door, and looked out.

The six bodyguards were still there, but they were lying on the ground in a row, dead thoroughly, not only did they not even have a chance to draw their guns, but they even had a natural smile on their faces, obviously not able to make even the slightest reaction until they finally died.

"Someone, someone!"

Astamur hurriedly rolled and crawled down the hallway.

The guards at each corridor node remained in place, but all became dead.

For an entire floor, not a single living person was seen in Astamur.

He took the elevator downstairs, ran crookedly to the lounge, and pushed the door open.

The smell of blood was strong.

Seeing the situation in the room in front of him, he finally couldn't hold back and vomited with a wow.

Not because of blood, but because of fear!

The rest room was littered with corpses.

All of them are core members of the Elephant Gang in the hotel.

Rivers of blood flowed on the ground!

Astamur exhaled, suddenly thought of something, and rushed into the room like crazy, trying to pull through the pile of corpses.

Eventually, he found what he was looking for.

Sergei, the head of his Snake Syndicate, had the upper half of his head brushed together, and he wouldn't even recognize it if it weren't for his trademark red beard.

The Elephant Gang is done.

That young man was obviously attracted because of the recent arrest of girls by the mages of Dasok, and among the captured girls there must be people he knows or even close to, so he will find Sergei, who is single-handed, will find the Giant Elephant Gang, will interrogate Rilliel, and will retaliate mercilessly.

It's just that the revenge came too quickly and fiercely.

Like thunder, furious, cruel, and merciless!

The Elephant Gang, which had run rampant in Moscow, was thus destroyed.

And he, the boss of the Giant Elephant Gang, has made countless enemies, and without the foundation of his own gang, he will definitely die a miserable death.

No wonder the young man didn't kill him, just because he knew that his fate would be even more tragic!

"No!" Astamir gave up his legs, sat down in the blood pressure pool, and let out a beastly cry and howl.

Just when Astamur was grieving for the Giant Elephants and his tragic fate, Zhou Yang had already driven quietly away from Arbat Street.

Before walking out of the classic car restaurant, he called General Ivanovich at the front desk on the first floor.

It was Ivanovich himself who answered the phone, and his voice was full of hangover and drunkenness.

After a few feeds, Ivanovich understood that it was Zhou Yang who called, and after a short period of surprise, he heard Zhou Yang say that it was a business matter to be discussed in person, so he invited Zhou Yang to his residence.

Although he was the chief officer of the Moscow garrison, Ivanovich did not usually live in the camp.

He has his own house in Moscow.

Not a mansion, but an old-fashioned residential building from the Stalin period.

There were no servants in the dwelling either.

The one who opened the door to Zhou Yang was Ivanovich's wife, a very elegant lady, although she was old, she was slender and did not have the existence of a giant bear like an ordinary Russian aunt.

Ivanovich, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, was wearing pajamas, holding a bottle of vodka in his hand, and when he saw Zhou Yang coming in, he didn't get up, but raised the wine bottle in his hand, and said drunkly: "Hey, Zhou, let's have a drink, this is a good vodka, ordinary people don't have a chance to drink it, I just got it last night, Yerich's cronies brought it to me, ha, the whole Moscow knows that Ivanovich is an alcoholic, just like everyone in the whole world knows that Yerich is an alcoholic, come, cheers, Cheers to this country ruled by drunkards, to this country that has slipped into the abyss of destruction, cheers, haha! ”

"You're in a bad mood!" Zhou Yang stood in the center of the living room, looking at Ivanovich condescendingly, his tone was stern and cold, but his eyes were full of pity.

"Who said I was in a bad mood! I'm about to make the biggest deal, I'm going to the United States to enjoy life, what's wrong with me? I'm in a good mood, I'm in a good mood, go to Russia, this damn country, it won't have anything to do with me in the future! ”

Ivanovich raised the wine bottle high, didn't look at Zhou Yang's eyes, and raised his neck to drink!

"Because you're not reconciled! You miss the powerful red empire in the past, miss the orderly country, hate everything now, hate the culprit who caused all this to happen, but you have no ability to change all this, because the general environment is like this, you are just a soldier, you can't change the overall environment of the whole society, so you can only give up on yourself and join the same stream as everyone else, because only in this way can you protect yourself, you don't want to die, but you feel that it is meaningless to live like this! ”

During the conversation at the airport, Zhou Yang was already aware of the unwillingness in the general's heart.

If he was really just a desperate guy to get money, he wouldn't be chatting and expressing dissatisfaction with the status quo of the country.

This is certainly the worst era for Russia, but it is the best of times for a person of real power like him! Everyone like him is using the power in his hands to frantically grab profits, one oligarch after another has risen rapidly, monopolizing all power in the country, they only hate this environment for being too short, and they will only hope that it will never end, and will never issue the same grievances as Ivanovich.

Ivanovich stopped drinking, opened his red eyes, and stared at Zhou Yang, "You little hairy child, what do you know?" ”

Zhou Yang said in a deep voice: "I may not understand anything, but I know that you want to change the status quo and save the country!" ”

"Save the country?" Ivanovich laughed, "The country is dead, there is no salvation, no one can save it, no one, no one!" I can't save it, I don't have the ability to save it, I don't have the idea to save it, I'm going to go to the United States to enjoy life soon......"

"I can give you a chance to save this country, now it's up to you to seize this opportunity!"

Zhou Yang's words made Ivanovich's almost crazy laughter come to an abrupt end.

He looked at Zhou Yang blankly, and suddenly burst into even more crazy laughter.