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Bai Yutang was frightened by the sudden knock on the window. He thought he was here in Far East for vacation, picking up girls, and drinking vodka. Who would have thought that Russians could still eat people!

But when he realized it, Chen Qiye and the tank had already got out of the car. Bai Yutang was frightened by the tank and almost lay down from the car.

"Mr. Bai, what's wrong with you?" the bearded man asked in confusion.

Bai Yutang looked at Chen Qiye, then looked at the bearded man and asked, "You guys shouldn't like eating human flesh, right?"

The bearded man was stunned and then said with a hilarious laugh: "Hahaha, Mr. Bai, your joke is not funny at all. The Russians do not have the habit of eating people, but my father-in-law is a famous hunter in a radius of hundreds of miles. What meat do you want to eat? Just tell me."

The bearded man thought Bai Yutang was the leader of these three people, and Chen Qiye and Tank were just bodyguards. He was also counting on blackmailing Bai Yutang to make a fortune, so he naturally had to give him a good look.

Leading him, the three of them entered the unique Moulin Mo Fangzi in the Far East Forest Area. A breath of the Far East Forest Sea came to their faces. The first thing that caught their eyes was a large fireplace. Above the fireplace was a deer head, a tiger head, and a wolf head, all representing the specialties of the Xing'anling Forest Area.

Chen Qiye looked at the tank and was really in the right place.

When Bai Yutang saw the decoration of the house, he felt very stylish. When he was about to ask how to sell the tiger head, a blond girl in her early twenties rushed out of the house. She had an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and loose jeans. She was wearing it to the model. This is the advantage of white women and was born with beauty.

Bai Yutang swallowed a lot when he saw this blonde beauty, but she was someone else's wife and was in someone else's house, so he couldn't show it too obvious.

"Dear, who are they?" the white woman asked in Russian, pointing to the lustful Bai Yutang, without the shyness of an oriental woman.

"Baza, these are the pigs I met on the road. We can slap them hard." The bearded man laughed.

The white woman opened her mouth slightly and asked immediately, "Dear, will something happen?"

The bearded man smiled coldly and said, "Baza, don't worry, this rich second generation is an idiot. What did he tell me just now?"

Bazaar looked at the bearded man with curiosity. She did not object to her man making money, but she was afraid of causing trouble and causing her father to be dissatisfied.

Although many Chinese in the Far East intermarried with residents, her father was still dissatisfied with the Chinese son-in-law because he could not drink vodka like a real man.

"What did you ask?" Ba[     www.biquger.me]sha asked curiously.

The bearded man looked at Bai Yutang very despised and said, "This rich second generation asked me if you local residents eat human flesh."

Bazaar was stunned at first, then laughed loudly, and even his saliva burst out, and almost fell to the ground.

The natives in the Far East advocated the strong and liked to eat raw meat, but this did not mean that they were barbarians. Bai Yutang asked the question of this question completely a Far East idiot.

She walked directly to Bai Yutang and said condescendingly: "Pig squat is a pig squat. I hope you don't disappoint my dear, and you can change my BMW x7!"

Bai Yutang looked confused because the bearded man and Bazaar communicated in Russian throughout the whole process, and he was laughed at as if he was completely unaware of it.

Moreover, as a woman, Bazaar stood in front of Bai Yutang, taller than him. Bazaar had such confidence that even she could fight Bai Yutang alone, without any worries.

At this time, a middle-aged man, who was as tall as a big white bear, walked out of the house. He was the owner of the house, the father-in-law of the bearded man, Tolstoy.

"Baza, who are these Chinese?" Tolstoy asked angrily. He was upset when he saw his son-in-law, and even more annoyed when he saw the Chinese he brought with him.

Bazaar immediately jogged over, hugged his father's thick arm and shook: "Dad, these are tourists brought by my husband."

"Tourist? Our place is not Baikal, not Vladivostok, nor the Kremlin. We are in the Far East Forest Area, with only tigers and black bears." Tolstoy looked at his daughter and asked, "Baza, your man is following you, are you following you?"

Tolstoy has rich experience in life, and he can almost guess what his son-in-law wants to do after just one encounter. The fighting tribe advocates power and never bothers to use this method of killing pigs to obtain money. Especially for the natives like them who are close to the forest area of ​​Xing'anling, they believe more that men need to rely on struggle to gain respect, rather than deception.

Bazaar knew that his father was angry, so he often winked at the bearded man while acting coquettishly, but he did not dare to be strong with his father-in-law. It seemed that the relationship between the father-in-law and the son-in-law was the same.

After saying that, Tolstoy turned around and went into the kitchen. He didn't look at Shen Qiye and Bai Yutang from beginning to end. Instead, the tank's tall figure made him look more cautious.

Soon the meal started at home, and the atmosphere on the dining table was extremely depressing. Shen Qiye and Tolstoy were all eating silently. Only the bearded man and I, Bazaar, were chatting endlessly, talking in Russian throughout the whole time, communicating, and laughing at Bai Yutang.

Bai Yutang was so angry that he couldn't understand what they were saying. Not to mention that he couldn't understand, even if he was studying abroad, he might not be able to understand it. Russian in the Far East is completely different from Russian in Western Europe, but Shen Qiye and Tank can understand it.

Their purpose was to use Bai Yutang as a disguise and then collect information from nearby forest areas. At this time, the satellite phone on the tank rang. When Tolstoy looked at the style of the satellite phone, he felt like he was facing a great enemy.

"Who are you?" Tolstoy pushed the plate in front of him and stared at the tank.

The bearded man and Bazaar were both stunned. What was his father doing?

"Dad, these Chinese people don't understand Russian at all. You are playing the piano at a pig." The bearded man asked.

Bazaar was a little unhappy. His father was a famous hunter in all corners of the countryside. He once killed a wild wolf with his bare hands. The three or five ordinary white men were no match for him, let alone just a few yellow skins.

Since she was a child, she rarely saw her father like this. Bazaar felt that her father was very dissatisfied with her husband.

"Dad, whether you like Hu Jianjun or not, I have already married him. We are a legal couple. Since he brought three piglets here, you can cooperate with him and kill them?" Bazaar said slightly dissatisfied with Tolstoy's love for him.

When Tolstoy saw the tank answering the phone on his own, he laughed and burst out loud. At the end of his laughter, he picked up the vodka and took a few big sips, as if he was giving himself courage, but his big eyes had never escaped from the tank.

"Baza, do you think these three people are pig tricks? They are stupid, extremely stupid!" Tolstoy slapped the table and shouted: "Your husband is the real pig trick!"

Bazaar was stunned. It turned out that his father was not dissatisfied with Hu Jianjun, but misunderstood that Bai Yutang and the three of them had great backgrounds and led the wolf into the house?

But how is this possible?

Bai Yutang didn't know anything about the Far East, and their village was even remote, so there was no patrol car. Could these three yellow skins be my father's opponents?

Bazaar thought his father was drunk again, and was about to explain, but was interrupted by Tolstoy's wave of his hand.

"Baza, I served in the Far East. Only my superiors are qualified to wear the satellite phone in the hands of this Chinese. "Tolstoy pointed to the tank and said, "And the watch on his arm is special exclusive to Swiss Blancpain, with a double barrel, and a power reserve of more than 120 hours, with an error of no more than one second per day. Do you know what it means to come to our village by people of this level?"

Bazaar and Hu Jianjun looked at each other, but still didn't understand what Tolstoy was saying.

“What does it mean?”
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