Reborn 1980

Chapter 171

A series of explosions without casualties almost shook the entire Soviet Union. In the entire Helian City, no one knew about it. Dozens of police cars were dispatched overnight for emergency investigation.

Some people said that this was a terrorist attack, while others said that it must have been done by the villains of Hei Lian Dao.

As for the real result, no one knows and it is confusing.

Corris woke up when a basin of cold water was poured over his head. After sneezing, he looked up and saw a bright light that stung his eyes, causing tears to flow from his eyes.

When he fully adapted, he realized that the so-called strong light was just a strong incandescent lamp. Five black figures stood in front of him with the light behind them. Their faces could not be seen. "Who...are you?" He remembered himself. He was held hostage by two arrogant Chinese men in the castle, and then, there was an explosion outside the castle, and finally... In the end, he didn't remember anything. And in this situation, was he taken away directly by them?

"Corliss." A deep baritone voice came into his ears.

Corliss's ears moved, but he didn't respond. His eyes widened and he looked at the five figures in front of him, as if he was trying to discern something.

"Corliss..." the other party called again patiently, as if he didn't care about his silence at all.

"Who are you?" Corris asked again. His throat was dry and sore that it was difficult to pronounce.

"Your BOSS!" Such a calm voice, but the words he said can make people explode on the spot.

"What did you say?" A cold expression appeared at the corner of Corris's lips, and he narrowed his eyes, focusing on the short man in the middle of the five people.

Inexplicably, although I couldn't see who was speaking, I felt that the little man was the one speaking.

The other party didn't respond, and a tall and muscular figure suddenly approached. Corris felt his eyesight go dark, and there was a sharp pain in his abdomen. His whole body had flown up and hit the hard wall.

"Ahem..." After falling to the ground, Coris curled up into a ball in pain, and a sweet smell came out of his throat.

He actually vomited blood.

However, the moment he raised his head, the other party moved again.

"Crack...ah..." His ankles were crushed.

Cold sweat and physiological tears fell, and the chaos in Coris's mind finally came to order. Today, he may have really encountered a tough problem~
"What do you want?" Before the other party took action again, Coris raised his head and spoke anxiously, fearing that if he was too late, he would suffer again.

Growing up, even in the most difficult times, he had never been treated like this.

That useless bastard Scott, when he goes back, he will definitely lose all his limbs to feed his little pets! !

"Help me sell the goods, and I'll give you a commission." The little man spoke again.

The tall and strong man did not make another move, but stood with his arms folded across his chest. His fierce eyes never left his body, like a sharp blade hanging above his head, which could kill him at any time. !

"How much commission will you give me?" The nature of a businessman is to give priority to interests no matter what the situation. Although he knows that he may not be qualified to bargain, no matter what, the most important thing is to get out alive first.

"For every order, I'll give you [-]%." One-tenth is actually a good commission, but in Corris's hands, one-tenth is only enough for him to earn some cigarettes and alcohol on top of all the orders. money.

"Twenty percent." Corris gritted his teeth and wanted to try to get more. The true nature of a businessman was clearly revealed.

"[-]% or die."

Corliss:…

"make a deal!"

Coris thought that after talking about the matter, he could go back unscathed.

But did not expect.

Next, what he faced was the real hell!

"Give him an hour of sleep every day and fill in the rest. You can play with it as you like. As long as you erase his revengeful mentality, that's enough."

"Yes."

Ten days later, Yan Jiang received news that Coris had returned home and was unconscious.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Jiang's right fingers tapped on the table unconsciously, and countless suspicions ran through his mind one by one.

At 04:30 in the morning that night, it was almost dawn. After all the Chinese businessmen left, he and Wen Shu knocked Corliss unconscious, and then took the people into the car that was already waiting at the door.

Scott's car was chasing behind, hanging tight.

However, within more than ten minutes, several cars of the same model and license plate number as his car suddenly appeared, and then the other car lost sight of him.

Finally, when they arrived at a dark alley, he and Yan Yan got into another car and left Wen Shu and Corliss separately.

After arriving home, it has been nearly ten days. Unusually, no one from Corris has shown up. Now the news is that Corris disappeared for ten days and fell into a coma after reappearing.

This means that Wenshu took the person away for ten days and then sent him back.

This is the so-called letting the tiger return to the mountain.

People say that a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local coward. Korlis is not just a local coward, but a powerful leader. Almost the entire Soviet arms circle and important political institutions want to give him three pieces of noodles. What's more, he and For Wen Shu to do something like that, to Coris, it was already a more serious act than making trouble on Tai Sui's head.

The person has returned, so it stands to reason that it is time for someone seeking revenge to come.

But the result was extremely quiet...

After returning that day, he was making various arrangements almost non-stop, preparing to withdraw from the Soviet Union.

But judging from the current situation, he felt that he was in a dream, or that what happened that day did not really happen?

While I was deep in thought, the phone rang.

Yan Jiang trembled and quickly picked up the phone.

"Hey?"

"It's me." A low, familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

Yan Jiang's back felt cold, and he grabbed the microphone with his right hand and said hard, "Mr. Wen?"

"Well, I just want to tell you that it's okay."

never mind?how come?
Yan Jiang's eyes widened in disbelief, "What happened?"

"Don't ask about anything else! Inform all the Chinese business circles that there will be a gathering at the Sainteli Castle in three days. Those who don't come will face Coris's crazy revenge."

click...

The other party didn't give Yan Jiang a chance to ask further questions. After saying what he wanted to say, he hung up the phone.

Staring at the beeping microphone, Yan Jiang was a little stunned. Who is this Wenshu?What does this sentence mean if you don't come and face Coris' revenge?
Is it possible that if I go, I won't be retaliated by Corliss?

Is Wen Shu actually strong enough to fight against Coris?
Wenshu naturally didn't know about Yan Jiang's dilemma. He was very busy now~
The Gili Special Zone is the largest slum in the Soviet Union and the largest slum in Chile. The reason why it is two countries is because the border between the two countries is only separated by a stone monument, and the Gili Special Zone happened to be established between the two countries. In the two adjacent desolate areas, stateless people from all over the world are gathered here, or people from other countries who are illegal and unable to return to their country. Among them, the proportion of local people in the Soviet Union and Lier is almost negligible.

This place has its own management system and does not accept any state control; the law and order is chaotic, and everyone has his own master. There are dozens of gangs, and long-term fighting and gun battles are almost commonplace.

Here, the most valuable thing is human life.

The least valuable thing is human life.

It's like, one moment you were sitting in a shack eating, and the next second you might have to take out a gun from your trouser pocket and rush out to join the melee.

Here, the strong are respected, and there is no such thing as the rule of law!
Standing at the rectangular door with several wooden boards randomly assembled, Mr. Charles looked fearful. There were three dark green jeeps parked in front of him.

When Charles knew that the leaders of the skeleton men wanted to see him three days ago, he almost wanted to take all the money and run away.

After some tidying up and contemplation, he finally gave up his thoughts.As soon as he left the Soviet Union and had to start over again, he couldn't put down everything in front of him and leave.

He is almost thirty, and the connections he has now are all his savings in the past ten years. How many more ten years in life can he squander?

Even if he had the courage to start over, he might not be able to get what he has now.

So, he compromised.

Whether you work by yourself or work with someone more powerful, it doesn't seem to matter, you can both make money.

What's more, the person he wants to follow seems to be too powerful to be a normal person.

The door of the leading car was opened, and the first people to get out were two tall and strong figures.

Mr. Charles raised his head and saw the person coming. There was a moment of disharmony in his facial expression. It was not the skull mask in his memory, but two ordinary bearded faces, two pairs of wolf-like brown eyes, and the outlines were narrower. shallow.

There is no doubt that these two people are Asians, or a mixture of Asian and other countries.

"I'm Mr. Charles." Mr. Charles stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

Shaking hands is the most basic etiquette among Asians.

"Wait." One of the men whispered, turned around and opened the back seat door.

At the same time, people from the two cars behind also got out.

hiss……

Just by visual inspection, Mr. Charles gasped. These people are so tall!There were actually as many as ten people!

It’s almost two meters!
Before, there were only four people who could easily kill him.

just now……

Well...he'd better not think too much.

It's just that... the person invited by the leading man made Charles's pupils shrink and he almost went blind.

So short!

Look again, too short!

Couldn't this be their BOSS?Is there 160?
"Husband Charles, this is J, our BOSS!"

"Hello, J! I'm Mr. Charles." Mr. Charles was a little excited and subconsciously stretched out his hand, but halfway, he seemed to remember something. He was about to take it back, but he didn't expect his hand to be touched by a gloved but still holding hand. The cold little hands held it.

An extreme icy coldness shot up from the soles of his feet. Charles shuddered and almost lost his temper and withdrew his hand.

However, the opponent retracted his hand too quickly and did not give him much time to react.

"You, you, you, stay." Wen Shu turned around and ordered the three of them to stay.

"Lead the way." The low and hoarse voice was calm.

"Yes." Mr. Charles responded, bowed quickly, and walked forward.

He knows three powerful bosses here. He brought people here this time just because K said that he wanted to get to know these people and make some deals.

Stepping into the wooden door, four patrolling men appeared in front of everyone.

"Stop! Who is that?" The opponent was charging, wearing dirty gray-black clothes and a turban on his black face, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"I'm a friend of Kuchari and Yin Wan, and I'm bringing someone here to do some business with them." After saying that, Mr. Charles handed over a piece of iron.

The man on the left frowned and took it, looked over it over and over, muttered a few words to the man next to him, and then threw the sign back into Charles's arms.

"Follow me!" Even if they were allowed to enter, the two men in front and behind him still followed closely, with their chargers loaded.

Liu Jun pursed his lips, his eyes flickered, and his steps were neither hasty nor slow.

"Hurry up!" The man walking at the end held a gun to the back of Xian Feng, who was walking at the end.

Xian Feng narrowed his eyes and glared at him with no trace of his evil aura.

The other party may not have expected to come here, but the outsider dared to stare at him, and he didn't react for a while.

When he came to his senses, the person in front had already moved forward.

Suddenly, he became angry, charged and prepared to fight.

But he didn't want to be stopped by a hand.

"What?"

"Don't do anything, they are here to find that old woman Kuchari." That old woman is not someone to be trifled with.

"So what?" The man's eyes widened unwillingly, dissatisfied with his partner's obstruction.

"Kuchari will kill you, Stans can't save you."

man:……

The anger passed, and he broke into a cold sweat when he regained consciousness.

How could he forget that that old woman Kuchari is a murderer~
Of course Xian Feng didn't know about the episode just now. He had already followed his young master to the gate of a small courtyard made of rocks.

Along the way, we were surrounded by patches of irregularly located simple houses made of mud and trees. In addition to dead branches of unknown plants, the roofs were tattered tarpaulins, which perfectly reflected the characteristics of the slums.

There were only old, weak, women and children walking around, but also young men full of murderous intent.

They look at outsiders with covetous and greedy eyes, as if they are not human beings but lambs to be slaughtered.

Mr. Charles stood in front of one of the few stone houses. "K, here we are. This is Kuchari's house. Yin Wan and Tuchali's houses are further behind."

Liu Jun looked at Mr. Charles calmly, "Who is the strongest among the three?"

"Kuchali." That's why he brought her here directly.

"Well, let's go in."

"Who are you?" Two young black men guarding the door walked over with axes stuck to their waists and walked forward with an angry look on their faces.

"I'm Mrs. Charles. I've been here before. I made an agreement with Kuchari to bring some friends over today."

Kuchari, also known as K!

"K?" The black young man looked at each other in confusion.

"Yes."

"You guys wait here, I'll go in and ask."

"it is good."

The young man who was left behind kept his eyes on everyone, as if he was inspecting them, or sizing up the price or something.

This feeling of being robbed at any time.

Tsk... unhappy!
(End of this chapter)