Hotel Poseidon, Moscow—

When Chekov returned to the hotel with the cold medicine he bought, he saw Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong waiting for him.

As soon as they saw Chekov, the two said, "Have you bought the medicine?"

As bodyguards who came to the Soviet Union with Song Zhichao, they were very concerned about Song Zhichao's physical condition, so they kept guarding each other and waited for Chekov to come back from buying medicine.

Chekov said, "Don't worry, there is nothing in Moscow that I, Chekov, cannot do."

This is not Chikov who is talking big. You know, Chekov was originally a gangster on the streets of Moscow, and he was proficient in all kinds of tricks. Especially when Song Zhichao came to the Soviet Union last time, treated him differently and supported him a lot, Chekov had the funds given by Song Zhichao, which helped Song Zhichao do a lot of things. Now on the streets of Moscow, what Chekov said is even more effective than what many managers said.

Now, in front of Song Zhichao, Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong, Chekov served himself. If it were somewhere else, Chekov was now a very famous figure.

Chekov was afraid that Jin Jiu and the others would not believe it, so he lit up the cold medicine he bought, and then went to the guest room where Song Zhichao was staying with them. He knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened it.

The three of them wondered if the boss was asleep.

Jin Jiu was thick and thin, so he tried to turn the door lock with his hand. With a click, the door actually opened.

The three of you look at me, I look at you.

Why is this door not locked?

Confused in his heart, the three of them entered the house together, and then the three of them were shocked.

I saw that the room was very messy, as if there were traces of someone fighting, a teacup was broken on the ground, and there were also coated clothes hangers, etc.

"What happened!" Jin Jiu suddenly felt something was wrong.

Niu Xiong was also surprised, looked at the situation in the room and asked, "Where is Brother Chao?"

Chekov: "The boss won't have anything to do?"

Just when the three of them were suspicious, suddenly, Dingling, Dinglingling, and the phone in the room rang.

Niu Xiong and Chekov looked at the phone together, then at Jin Jiu.

Jin Jiu took a deep breath, walked over, and picked up the phone.

After a moment, his expression seemed very strange, and then he looked at Chekov, who was standing next to Niu Xiong with even more weird eyes.

...

One hour ago—

"Ah snee!" Song Zhichao entered his room, and he didn't even take off his shoes. He lay on the bed with his nose not breathable and his head was drowsy. He felt like he was about to die.

I don’t know how long I had been lying on the bed, but Song Zhichao then reluctantly got up and wanted to pour himself a cup of warm water.

But at this time he realized that he was in the Soviet Union. Like many Western countries, foreigners do not drink warm water, they only drink coffee or ice water.

Helplessly, Song Zhichao had to take the cup, go to the water cabinet, and pick up a glass of ice water. However, before he could drink it, he moistened his throat and heard the door being opened.

Song Zhichao couldn't help but be stunned, and then he remembered that he forgot to lock the door when he entered the house just now.

After thinking again, it might be Jin Jiu, Niu Xiong, or Chekov who helped buy medicine, so he asked, "Who is it?"

There was no answer, but there were no noises of footsteps.

Song Zhichao felt something was wrong. He shook his wrist and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground.

While the tea cup was shattered, the bedroom door had been knocked open with force, and then a familiar figure flashed in, and two Russian men followed him.

I saw the man wearing a black leather jacket and a black Russian top hat, and said in Russian: "Sorry, dear Mr. Song, I have a friend who wants to invite you to come."

Song Zhichao looked at the other party, calmly shy, and said with a smile: "What the hell is going on, dear Bapulev?"

That's right, the Russian man in front of him is Bapulev, who is known as the "underground Tsar" of Moscow.

Song Zhichao and Bapulev have always been very happy to cooperate. To be precise, Song Zhichao transported the materials purchased by Hong Kong and the Mainland to Moscow by sea, and Bapulev acted as an agent here to digest the goods and exchanged them into currency, or directly purchased artworks with low prices on the black market.

It can be said that Song Zhichao's success in Wanda's career is inseparable from the assistance of Bapulev, who is far away in Moscow.

Of course, when assisting Song Zhichao, Bapulev also made a lot of money - after all, he is not a good man and a woman. The profits he asked for sometimes made Song Zhichao a little unbearable, but Bapulov was an important figure in Moscow after all. Even if the other party became more and more greedy and spoke loudly, Song Zhichao could only endure it.

At this moment, looking at Song Zhichao, who looked sick but still calm, Bapurov had to admire Song Zhichao's courage.

You should know that after spending so long with Song Zhichao, Bapurov also knew very well about Song Zhichao's power, and of course he also knew the power of Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong beside Song Zhichao, so he found such an opportunity. When he avoided Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong, he broke in and threatened Song Zhichao.

"I'm sorry, dear Song, maybe your visit to Moscow this time is a very wrong choice." Bapurov took off his gloves, spread his hands, and said helplessly.

"Aren't we friends, dear Paplov?" Song Zhichao asked calmly and smiled.

"Friend? Oh God, you should know that since I meet you in this way at this time, then my friendship with you is already a past tense."

"Past Stage? Could it be that something unexpected happened between us?"

"You should have expected this," Bapurov raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "What is my identity? I have the final say in the underground world of Moscow! But you just treat me as an agent in the Far East. Well, dear Song, I tolerate you. I just want to see how much money you can make. Unexpectedly, God, your business is beyond my expectations."

"Because you are too big, you are greedy?" Song Zhichao asked.

"Everyone has greed, let alone people with status like me!" Bapurov said arrogantly, "I just asked for a 60% profit to me, but you refused. Well, dear friend, now I'm going to give you 28, I'll get 8, you 2--will you? Give you a last chance!" His tone was full of threat.

Song Zhichao shook his head: "For a capricious person like you, I don't even want to give you 10% of it now!"

"Hahaha!" Bapurov laughed, "Well, dear Song, you were completely kicked out - to be precise, I have already had a new choice. The other party offered more cooperation prices than you! You also know that our friendship is also based on mutual benefit; to put it bluntly, it is based on money. So now, someone is willing to give me more money, why don't I want it?"

Looking at Bapurov's greedy face, Song Zhichao had already thought of something in his mind, "Can you say that your new friend is..."

"No need to guess, you will know soon." Bapurov said with a smile, "Although you try to delay time, it's a pity that you still have to go with us."

Song Zhichao sighed, turned around and reached out to touch the pillow.

"Don't move!"

"What are you going to do?"

The two people brought by Paplov reached into their arms nervously.

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, then took out a roll of paper from under the pillow, turned around and Yangyang at Bapurov and said, "Please allow me to bring this roll of paper with me - it's very uncomfortable to have a cold, sneeze!"

Paplov: "…"
Chapter completed!