Inside a room that smells of blood.

A doctor and two nurses are busy operating on Charbayev......

The wound on the forehead required seventeen stitches and was finally wrapped in thick gauze.

Injuries on the legs...... It can no longer be processed, so the skin and flesh can only be cut and the broken bones can be taken out, and then hastily sewn and bandaged......

There is no help, even if Charbayev is rich, he can't buy the rapid progress of medicine, the area of the fracture is too large, the entire knee has been completely turned into bone slag, and even the thigh bone and calf bone have opened a few cracks because they can't bear the terrifying power. It's like breaking the ice, smashing a place, and the rift will spread far, far away......

Charbayev's two legs...... From now on, he will be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

The operation lasted for a long time, and it was not finally over until about three o'clock in the second half of the night, when the doctor left the room with two nurses with a pale face.

In the corridor, a white man with brown curly hair was waiting anxiously, tall, about 1.9 meters, with shoulder-length hair, a full beard, wearing a leather jacket on the upper body, a pair of gray cargo pants on the lower body, trousers tucked into military boots, a Beatles look, but very much like an American rock guitarist in the 80s.

As soon as he saw the doctor come out, the white man rushed up, grabbed the doctor by the collar and lifted him up, shouting, "How is my godfather!?"

"It's out of danger. ”

The doctor was so frightened that he trembled violently, he was forcibly arrested, although he didn't know what the identity of this group of people was, but he could also guess a rough idea, it was not something that ordinary people like him could afford to provoke, and said tremblingly: "But...... He...... His legs ...... I guess it's completely finished!"

"What?!"

The white man's lips trembled vigorously, and he said in a loud voice, word by word: "Say it again!"

"His legs...... It's really ruined!"

The doctor shouted and said, "I am one of the top orthopedic experts in the world, if even I say so, then even Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to save your godfather!"

"I'm fucking you!"

The white man was furious, holding the doctor's collar in one hand, so that one hand was free and squeezed into a fist and smashed it, "bang", the doctor who hit him directly flew out upside down, and his whole nose was crooked to the side, and it looked like the bridge of the nose bone was broken.

Then, ignoring the doctor and the two nurses, he strode in!

This scene had already frightened the two nurses, and one of them took out his mobile phone and dialed "110" directly......

"Don't!"

The doctor was bleeding from his mouth and nose, spat out a mouthful of blood-stained foam, and said, "They...... It's not something we can afford to provoke, even if we are caught by the police today, we will come out in a few days, and then we will lose our lives! Okay, you help me up, let's go, this place, it's dangerous to stay in this place for a moment!"

When the two nurses heard this, what did they hesitate about? Finally, they found a backbone, so naturally they would not be disobedient, so they hurriedly picked up the doctor and stumbled away.

......

In the room, as soon as the white man saw Charbayev's weak appearance, he trembled all over, like a child who had lost his father, his eyes were red like rabbits, his lips were tightly pursed, and his fists were squeezing "Kaba, Kaba", obviously trying to prevent the tears from falling!

"I'm fucking Ye Wushuang, I'm fucking the Dark Council!"

The man roared like madness, pulled out his gun from his back and ran away!

"Stop!"

Charbayev took a strong breath and stopped the white man, a trace of gentleness flashed in his eyes, beckoned, and then patted his bedside, and said: "Stroganov, my good boy, come here, listen to the godfather, don't try to get revenge on that man, he ...... We're no match for him at all, and revenge will only bring disaster and devastating blows to the entire Blood Eagle, understand?"

Stroganov gritted his teeth, sat on the edge of the bed with an unwilling face, and said hatefully: "Isn't your revenge, godfather?"

Charbayev sighed, just stared at the young man in front of him quietly, his eyes ...... It's soft! It's a softness that shouldn't be on the face of an underworld hero like him!

Stroganov, whose full name is Alexander Sergeyevich Stroganov, is the godson raised by Charbayev for 24 years! He has no children in his life, and he simply regards this young man as his own son! And this young man did not disappoint him, he fought for him in the north and south, laid an unknown number of turf, is the number one general of the Blood Eagle, and is also the person he trusts the most!

Now in the face of this most trusted person, Charbayev has lost too much hypocrisy, and was silent for a long time before he said softly: "Good boy, have you forgotten what I said to you? Don't try to show your teeth at your enemy until you are sure that you can defeat your enemy, or you will pay a price you can't afford!"

Glancing at his legs, there was a deep loneliness on his face, and for a moment he seemed to be ten years old, and said: "This time, I bared my teeth at him when I was not able to defeat him, so I paid such a heavy price......!" When people get old, they really start to become naïve, and they naively think that the man who is alone in southern China is an opportunity, ready to sit on the wall and wait for the times to change...... But forget that man's terrible methods!"

Licking his lips, a wry smile squeezed out of his wrinkled face, and said, "Actually...... That's a good result, at least two legs, not a life!"

Stroganov was still a little unwilling, gritted his teeth and said, "But...... Are we just going to wait? That man has already made up his mind to remove the Blood Eagle from the list, and he will swallow us step by step! Instead of just waiting for death to come, it is better to fight hard while we have no loss in strength!"

"What are we going to fight?"

Charbayev seemed to be a little emotional, coughed violently twice, and then said softly: "Resisting will only make us die faster!

Stroganov hesitated a little and asked, "Can we wait for the opportunity you said?"

"Yes!"

Charbayev was very sure, and said lightly: "That man established the Dark Council with martial arts, and conquered the underground world completely with the saber in his hand...... There are too many people who hate him now, but there is just a lack of an opportunity, an opportunity for contradictions to erupt, as long as this opportunity comes, he will definitely be attacked by a group, at that time...... That's when we have a lot to do, you know?"

Stroganov nodded as if he didn't understand.

After saying this, Charbayev seemed to be tired, waved his hand weakly, and said softly: "I have lived most of my life, and I thought that I understood many truths in this world, but this young man from China told me...... I'm still far behind!...... He taught me what it means to fly a bird, hide a good bow, die a cunning rabbit, and cook a lackey!"

"Huh...... A good Chinese saying, it is too incisive and correct, and it is too incisive and correct, and it is a word to break what is called an emperor......"

The laughter, somewhat desolate, is like the cry of a night owl.