Ye Lingwen took a look, snorted, and sprayed all the tea that had just been drunk in my mouth on my face, I watched her sit opposite and laughed breathlessly, and I was furious: This girl is always so shocked!

I took a look at the menu, and the Chinese names on it were really refreshing and eye-opening:

Red intestines, timid roasted watermelons, quail eggs in mink coats, antique potatoes, rare steaks, chickens with no way out...

This Russian must have learned Chinese in Outer Mongolia! I immediately leaned forward and leaned back with laughter, and sprayed the tea on my face with Ye Lingwen again. The Russians in the restaurant looked at us inexplicably.

I then ordered a three-course dish: quail eggs in a mink coat, a rare steak and chicken with no way out.

I wanted to see what kind of temperament this quail egg had in a mink coat, how rare that rare steak was, and how miserable the chicken with no way out was!

As a result, when I got on the dish, it turned out that the quail eggs in a mink coat were quail eggs wrapped in butter and sprinkled with coriander on the surface, and the rare steak was a roasted veal steak, as for the chicken with no way out, it was a cold chicken, and the name of this dish I guess wanted to express the meaning that there were no chicken legs in this chicken.

While Lingwen and I were eating and laughing and enjoying the Russian food, two tall Russians came over, both of them had beards, one was bald, but the muscles on his body could be seen even in a thick jacket, and the other was a little thinner and had unkempt yellow hair, which was quite joyful.

The two of them came to the table and whispered Russian to Lingwen, but unfortunately neither of us could understand Russian, and Ye Lingwen could only smile politely at them. Who knew that the yellow hair saw this and moved to touch Ye Lingwen's face, I didn't know what the two of them meant, but now I know that this is not an international friend, this is the two fucking Russian hooligans!

Those two Russian hooligans basically don't exist when I am, although Ye Lingwen has been ignoring them, but they have been entangled, and they are moving more and more.

Ye Lingwen saw that I had been drinking the soup slowly, and she didn't stop it, she said to me while avoiding the two of them: "Qingyang! Don't make trouble, if you kill them, the police will pay attention, and we'll have to buy weapons!" Let's go."

Ay! My wife still understands me! Since you can't kill it, let's cripple it!

At this time, the two of them had already sat on Ye Lingwen's seat, squeezing her to the innermost, and the bald head leaned on Ye Lingwen's body.

I slowly picked up a piece of beef and chewed it in my mouth, and suddenly I grabbed the fork and stabbed it into the bald left hand on the table, and the stainless steel fork instantly pierced the bald palm and the thick dining table, nailing his left hand to the table raw.

The bald man then screamed like a pig. I stretched out my right hand and stabbed the dagger he stabbed to the side, and then grabbed his right arm and folded it hard, only to hear a snap, his right forearm was folded to ninety degrees, and the yellow hair rolled on the ground in pain.

"That's it! Let's go! I told you not to cause trouble," Ye Lingwen stood up and pulled me out quickly.

I shook off the Ye Lingwen, bent down and twisted the half of the stainless steel fork on the back of the bald left hand and under the tabletop, and the bald head screamed with a pain.

I IMMEDIATELY TOOK OUT TWO 5,000-RUBLE BILLS AND SAID TO THE TREMBLING BOSS, "DO NOT CALL THE POLICE, OK?"

The boss nodded tremblingly.

That's why I walked away with Ye Lingwen.

After returning to the hotel, Wang Haiyang told me that the other party had promised to pay for the goods at a farm in the suburbs tomorrow afternoon. The weapons we bought this time included 10 "Cornet" anti-tank missiles, five "Poison Needle" shoulder-mounted anti-aircraft missiles, and five RPG bazookas. In addition, there are six folding chargers, six sets of body armor and ten boxes of grenades. That's less than $2 million.

I thought to myself, if this anti-tank missile hits Jin Buliu, I don't know what the effect will be

Lying on the hotel bed at night, I kept thinking about a question: now that the weapon is about to be in hand, how can I do something to attract Jin Buliu?

On the way here, Wang Haiyang once told me that 80 percent of the underground arms trade in Asia is on the Hailan side, and after the collapse of the Soviet Union, there are too many weapons in stock, and Russian gangsters have been dumping goods all over the world, as long as there is money, fighter planes, tanks, helicopter gunships and even missiles are everything, and they are also cheap and cheap.

Jin Buliu's subordinates have always been well-equipped, and these weapons are 100% brought back from Hailan Pao, if I find a seller here to do something, he will most likely get the news. It seems that if you want to lure him over, you can only eat black tomorrow!

The next afternoon, the four of us rented a car and drove for more than two hours to reach the farm designated by the other party.

We waited at the farm for less than ten minutes, when we saw four off-road vehicles driving on the dirt road in the distance, driving straight in front of us and lining up, and more than a dozen Russians in black leather clothes got out of the cars, all of them tall and big. There was only a small young man in a suit, and the crowd surrounded him in the middle, who seemed to be the leader.

I said to Wei Shengjin: Didn't you learn Russian with Japanese girls during World War II, can you be a translator?

Wang Haiyang interrupted me with a smile: Come on! His Russian is only understood by the Japanese, so I'll do it. So saying, he stepped forward.

At this time, the little man in the suit spoke: You should be Mr. Wang, did you bring the money?

As soon as I heard that the person could actually speak Chinese, Wei Shengjin shook his head and sighed: Even the underworld is learning foreign languages, and all walks of life are under pressure!

Wang Haiyang smiled and said to the man: "Why didn't Breibshukuski come?" Who are you? ”

Wei Shengjin on the side said to himself again: "Who are you looking for in the ocean!" Isn't that uncomfortable, can we do business with him? This is a blatant old scoundrel! ”

I glared at him fiercely, and he immediately shut up.

The little man on the other side seemed to be a little impatient, and said, "Mr. Wang, I'm Ostrov, and the boss has something!" Send me to trade with you, do you have any money? Either USD cash or bitcoin transfers"