"No...... Maybe......" Elena was like a deflated ball, she hung her head in frustration, her delicate ketone body, sitting straight on the bed like a pine, her beautiful pupils lost their intoxicating luster in the past, she wanted to explain, she wanted to keep Franky Mill, she didn't want him to leave like this, but what could she do, what could she say?

Maybe it would be better, they weren't people in the same world, and it was all just a joke of God. She knew that there would be an end to it, but she didn't have the courage to face it.

She only hoped that Frankimir would forgive herself, and she only hoped that Frankimir would not resent her. Tears slipped from the corners of Elena's eyes again, and who could she confide her grievances to?

Compared with the undeserved expression of true feelings between them, the most pitiful thing is the "Pete Pig" who has been kicked in vain, and if he obediently puts down the wine and food and walks away, he will definitely not suffer this sin. Whoever let it see this pair of men and women, who are in love with each other, will start the idea of the guest's food, and stealing food will inevitably pay the price.

Frankimir threw the money on the bar, he had already paid for the drinks when he arrived, but the service charge was extra. Before the female cashier, whose face was coated with thick powder, could make up for it, he angrily walked out of the sewer bar.

The pale face is as white as a ghost, with a beautiful mole inlaid at the corner of her mouth, her breasts and fat buttocks, her thin waist and smoky willow waist, and the coquettish and quite beautiful proprietress stared at Frank Mire's back when she left for a long time with the "three-ring change mirror" in her hand, and secretly scolded in her mouth: "What kind of big garlic is pretended, a stinky appearance of ice and jade, how noble do you really think you are?" Hmph, take off your pants, it's not like a boar, it's no different, a bastard who drills when he sees a seam. ”

A few maids dressed next to him who were quite similar to the proprietress wanted to laugh when they heard this, but they still endured it.

Frankie Mire angrily went to the parking lot and stepped on his "Nine Smokes" turbo steam motorcycle. He pulled open the steam valve and started the huge engine in front of the car, and the nine thick exhaust pipes behind the car suddenly emitted billowing smoke. "Nine Smoke" This year's latest turbo motorcycle, it is these nine huge exhaust pipes that give it the name "Nine Smoke". The enormous heat generated by the turbines quickly melted the snow that covered the car's body.

Frank Mire couldn't figure out why. I am willing to go away with this woman at all costs, but why does she refuse herself, why does she refuse to leave, is all this just a scene. Only the stupid self was stupidly moved by the truth. But now he has moved his true feelings and is hopelessly in love with her.

Frank Miir put away the scaffolding of the "Nine Strands" and was about to leave, when suddenly, a tall black man stopped in front of his car, and frightened him very much. He would not normally be unaware of the approach of someone to him, but now his brain is in a mess, and his perception of the things around him has become extremely dull.

Frank Mire was astonished that he had never seen a real black man in Vladivostok except in newspapers and television. But there is one in front of him, where did he come from, when did Vladivostok have black immigrants?

The black man in front of him did not greet Frankimir, but handed over a letter and said in a non-standard Russian: "Your father asked me to give it to you." ”

Hearing the black man say this, Frankimir was even more surprised, how could his father, Ivan, who had died a year ago, write to himself. He took the letterhead, glanced at the person in front of him with strange eyes, and then looked down at the letterhead. It is indeed my father's autograph, and there is no doubt that this must be an imitation, but the imitation is so vivid, it is too similar. Frankimir felt that something must be wrong with this, and when he looked up again to ask the black man, the black man in front of him was long gone.

Apparently this must be a prank, Frankimir thought, and in a fit of rage, tucked the letterhead into the storage slot above the dashboard. He stepped on the clutch to connect the thermal propulsion, and as the thermal thrust increased, the "Nine Strands of Rouge" began to roar, and when his feet left the ground, the "Nine Strands of Smoke" galloped out of the parking lot.

Frankimir was speeding down the coastal highway at full speed, he didn't know where he was going, he had no destination, his mind was blank, he just wanted someone to talk to, to confide in his bitterness.

Frankimir ran wildly along the steep coastline, until the rising sun shone on the body of the "Nine Smokes", emitting a dazzling light, and he gradually felt a little tired and slowly slowed down.

He stopped the car, took off his helmet, and looked out at the vast sea in the distance, not knowing where he was going for a while, like a homeless orphan.

The bleak morning light made him even more sentimental, and the cold wind made him feel more melancholy, and he only felt lonely and helpless at the moment.

Suddenly, he remembered one of his few friends, "Leo the Elf". Leo the Short is a small man less than 120 cm tall, and although he is small, he has a very flexible brain. The "Triangle Cliff Grocery Store" run by Leo sells scrap furniture on the surface, but behind the scenes it is engaged in the smuggling trade, carrying and not forgetting to help people smuggle and sell people.

The Soviet Union, China, North Korea, Japan, and South Korea have all adopted corresponding rationing policies, which naturally breeds a large number of black market transactions, allowing profiteers to find opportunities to make a fortune, and in just a few years, they can make a lot of money.

Frankimir and the dwarf Leo are two families, and they are the friendship of the father and the son. Between them, there was never a secret. Frankimir clearly remembers that Leo the Shorty's Triangle Cliff Grocery Store was not far from here, and he hadn't been to the Triangle Cliff Grocery Store for a long time, but he hadn't forgotten it at all.

When the Triangle Cliff grocery store was run by Leo's father, Frank Mimir frequented the place, and was familiar with the place. It's just that after Leo's father passed away, Leo, who was greedy for alcohol and lust, made the Triangle Cliff grocery store look inhuman, and it was full of profligate ruffians and coquettish street girls, and they became a chicken nest and were made into a miasma. Because of this, Frank Mill rarely goes to the Triangle Cliff grocery store.

As for his childhood, Frankimir can barely recall anything, but for the Triangle Cliff Grocer and Leo the Shorty, his memories are very strong. In those days of lack of food and clothing, Leo would boil the roots of trees in boiling water and dig earthworms from the soil to eat, all in all, there was almost nothing in the world that Leo did not dare to eat.