The Blood Eagle demarcates the regional center, with a separate courtyard.

This is where Charbayev recuperates.

Inside, the lights were a little dim, and since he was knocked down by Ye Wushuang with a golf club on the grassy course, Charbayev had liked this gloomy environment, and it seemed that ...... Only in this way can he reconcile with his gloomy state of mind and make him comfortable.

Charbayev was half-lying on the bed with his back on the pillow, doing nothing, a pair of dry palms gently caressing his legs that had been completely twisted and deformed, his old face twitched from time to time, his eye sockets were deep, and his green eyes kept turning in his sockets, looking like a ghost fire that was constantly extinguished, an indescribable shadow!

"Leaf ...... Unparalleled...... Ye Wushuang!"

A low, hoarse roar resounded in the dimly lit room, like a wounded beast roaring!

Hatred!

Hatred that is hard to wash away even if the waters of the Volga River are poured out!

Every word, every word and sigh contains unforgettable hatred, like ...... I can't eat the flesh and blood of the enemy alive and sleep on his skin!

Charbayev sat on the bed like this, and his unseemly face, which had aged in a short time, seemed to be flat at the moment, but it gave people an indescribable hideous taste!

It's been a whole month!

From the vicious man who knocked himself to the ground with a club and then smashed his kneecap joints alive...... It's been thirty-three days!

Thirty-three days is like a century!

Hatred is tormenting the soul, anger is igniting every inch of flesh and blood on the body!

Despite his physical devastation, Charbayev has had extremely limited time to rest each day for the past 33 days, no more than five hours...... Because, whenever he closed his eyes, he couldn't help but think of the scene of the club swinging and falling and then the blood splashing, and what lingered in his ears was the piercing sound of his own bones shattering!

He...... Can't sleep!

If he hadn't always told himself that he must live, and that only by living could he take revenge, Charbayev even suspected that he would die of exhaustion due to sleepiness!

......

Just when Charbayev was out of his mind, a series of sudden gunshots woke him up directly!

I was shocked, and I couldn't help but look back at the window, and suddenly I was struck by lightning!

But I saw that the night sky outside the window had been dyed red at some point! A sky-high fire was burning not far away, one after another! In the middle, there were even screams made by people before they died!

Charbayev has walked in the underground world all his life, how can he not be familiar with such a scene, and immediately know it...... That's the color of war!

Don't...... The man couldn't help but do it......? There's no reason for that! I haven't done anything to provoke him lately, even if I want to go back to Russia, but he hasn't spoken, and I don't dare to leave!?

All this ...... What the hell is going on? Is he crazy? Doesn't he know that moving me without finding enough reason and evidence will put those who cling to the Dark Council in a situation where everyone is in danger, or even ...... Cause unrest?!

For a while, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and after thinking about it for a long time, Charbayev didn't understand why that man would do it at this time!

Just then, there was a noise outside.

Thirty or forty blood-covered Blood Eagle warriors rushed in with a "hula", followed by a white man with brown hair, tall, about 1.9 meters, shoulder-length hair, full of beard, wearing a leather jacket on the upper body, a pair of gray overalls on the lower body, trousers tucked into military boots, a Beatles shape, but very much like an American rock guitarist in the 80s, carrying a blood-dripping saber slowly, looking quite hideous.

This person is none other than the number one warrior of the Blood Eagle - Alexander Sergeyevich Stroganov!

Could it be...... Stroganov?!

Charbayev's heart gradually sank to the bottom, he was really very clear about his godson's character, although he was a good hand at fiery and charging into battle, but he was reckless by nature and liked to cause trouble! After all these years of self-training, although he has become much better, and he has learned to start acting with his brain, all kinds of schemes are really naïve to the extreme!

He...... Provoked Ye Wushuang?

Charbayev's heart has gradually sunk to the bottom.

At this time, Stroganov had already rushed into the room, and when he saw his godfather, his original hideous body turned into soft water in an instant, and when he looked at Charbayev, his eyes were full of admiration......

Although Charbayev is only his godfather, he has raised him for more than 20 years after all, and he is not a biological father, but a biological father!

In front of his father, he will always be a child.

Stroganov turned around and secretly wiped the blood from his beard before turning around, and a soft smile suddenly appeared on his face, like a child seeing his father, he looked at Charbayev with attachment, and said softly: "Godfather...... Now that there's something going on out there, you're no longer fit to be here, I ...... Let's go back to Russia and continue to drink the sweet water of our Volga, you can enjoy the purest kvass every day, and you don't have to continue to endure the fermented drinks made by the Chinese for ghosts!"

Charbayev stared at Stroganov for a long time, originally planning to scold, but when he met the young man's eyes full of admiration, he suddenly couldn't say anything, just turned his head, sighed softly, and said faintly: "Stroganov, my child, did you provoke Ye Wushuang?!"

Stroganov was stunned for a moment, a little guilty, but he still nodded and admitted, and said, "Yes, it's me!"

And so it was!

The wry smile on Charbaev's face was even stronger, and he said helplessly: "Tell me, how did you provoke him?"

Although Stroganov was unwilling, his most respected godfather did not dare to hide it when asked, so he could only say truthfully: "Some time ago, Ye Wushuang was attacked by the Han royal family, fell off the cliff, and did not know whether he was alive or dead. I thought...... Our chance to subvert the Dark Council has arrived, so we are secretly inciting the people of the Dark Council to take revenge on them...... At that time, as long as the Dark Council and China fight, it will be a lose-lose situation, so ...... Isn't our chance coming?"

Saying this, Stroganov couldn't help but sigh and said, "But who knows...... That Ye Wushuang actually appeared alive, still in ...... His fleet has already reached the Strait of Malacca, and he is about to return when he is about to enter the territorial waters of China!

Charbayev's complexion had completely changed at this time......

All this ...... He didn't even know that the members of the Blood Eagle had set up a wire fence around their residence!

Obviously, Stroganov did it all to himself!

Stroganov ...... Finished!

He knew that this had already touched Ye Wushuang's rebellious scales! No overlord would allow others to try to subvert his rule! Even if it was ...... Just think about it!

Charbayev's face was pale, and reason told him that the best choice at this moment was to abandon Stroganov immediately, only in this way would he not set himself on fire, but ...... Even if it is a puppy, it has feelings for a long time, not to mention that this is a person, a living person, a child who loves himself very much!

After a long silence, Charbayev finally made a decision and asked in a deep voice: "How is the situation now?!"

Stroganov was stunned for a moment, but still said truthfully: "The Dark Council is outnumbered, and the methods are ruthless, but all those who dare to stand in their way have been killed, and we can't stop them at all!" Most of the brothers chose to give up resistance, and now they have been taken prisoners, and only 200 people who are completely loyal to me have fought to the death with me, but until now, they have fought to the death...... All that's left is the people outside, and ...... The bullets have run out, and all that remains is the knife in his hand! Now, the people of the Dark Council have surrounded this place!"

"What?!"

Charbayev exclaimed, then grabbed Stroganov's hand, and said quickly: "Listen, my child, you must run away now, and leave as soon as you can come!

Stroganov was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Charbayev's legs, meaning ...... Go without saying!

Charbayev's heart warmed, Stroganov could still think of him at this time, and it would not be in vain to raise him, but he was not in a hurry at all, and said with a determined face: "You can go first! Don't worry, Ye Wushuang doesn't have enough reason to kill me now, he ...... He won't kill me, and he won't dare to kill me! If he raises his butcher's knife at me, then he is not Ye Wushuang, and he is not worthy of sitting on the Iron Throne! You hurry up, stay here, it will affect me, I am afraid of me...... What an irrational decision to make!"

Stroganov was still a little hesitant......

After half a ring, a decision was finally made, and I was about to say something, but ...... It's late!

Outside the small courtyard, there was a burst of drinking, and two or three hundred black-clothed warriors with automatic rifles rushed in!

It's the Dark Council!

Surrounded by hundreds of warriors, it was Ye Wushuang!

"Kill!"

When the cold words came out of Ye Wushuang's mouth, the gunshots ...... Ringing one after another, one after another!

Thinking of the deadly gunshot, Stroganov suddenly laughed, laughing very easily, as if ...... Kneeling on one knee, he gently kissed the back of Charbayev's dry hand and whispered: "Godfather, now I can't go, hehe...... But it's okay that I don't have to struggle to make a decision that I might regret for the rest of my life. ”

As he spoke, he stood up, took one last look at the old man who was guiding him forward, and said lightly: "Blood Eagle Warrior, if you want to die, you will die in battle! Escape, that doesn't belong to us......"

Words come out, words are sonorous!

The voice fell, he laughed and strode out of the house!

(hmm...... There are still 26 flowers left to add more for the second time ~ hey hey ~~)