Struggle in Russia

Li Xiao shook his finger and said scornfully, "First of all, I'm not threatening you. As long as you can't satisfy me next, I will directly blow your bald head, because I hate your bald head and shake your eyes since I came in. And it's ugly, so ugly! "

"Second, it doesn't matter who is here or where. It's because the dead can't speak. To kill you, I just turn around and leave. Who do you think will know?"

Talking about Li Xiao's evil charm, he said, "What's more, all those who come here to see the unscrupulous people are smart people. Who cares about the life and death of an insignificant little child? No one cares if you die. It's like nobody cares if the beggar outside disappears suddenly! "

Every time Li Xiao said, the face of the big bald head was ugly. At the back, his light head was full of sweat. Obviously, he was nervous.

But Li Xiao put away the pistol with a smile, and then took a sip of beer in a leisurely way, slowly said: "So, don't stop talking to me. Hurry up and invite your boss, Black Raven, I can only buy this business Go! "

The big bald head widened his eyes, looked at Li Xiao inconceivably, a ghostly expression. Because the Black Crow Tavern has been open for so many years, he has always welcomed him on the table. Almost everyone thinks that he is the boss. No one has ever doubted his identity, even people from Russia. Never suspected what happened to this group of people today?

The big bald head immediately changed his face, with a stubborn and firm answer: "I'm the boss black crow! You can only talk to me no matter what!"

Li Xiao shook his head slowly, took another sip of beer, and said, "You're not a black crow. You can't take this sale!"

The big bald head was about to continue arguing, and he heard a voice coming from the kitchen behind him: "Bucky, invite the guests in!"

The big bald head was suddenly anxious, turning back and urging, "Master, this group of people is unknown, how do you ..."

The voice inside the door laughed: "There are still a few in this world who know that you are not the owner of the Black Crow. It's nothing more than some of my old friends. Ask them to come in. It's okay!"

The big bald head stared at Li Xiao fiercely, and his face reluctantly opened the bar to let Li Xiao and others in, but they were carefully guarded along the way, and they fought desperately when they didn't agree.

The kitchen behind the bar is indeed a surprise to Li Xiao, because Kornilov told him how powerful the real black crow was. He was also a generation of heroes. He was said to have cut his throat by himself. There are only hundreds of Turks.

How could such a fierce character be confined to such a small kitchen? Li Xiao is both curious and strange, especially when he saw the real body of the Black Crow, amplifying these strange and curious.

Because the Black Crow is neither an eight-foot-tall muscle man nor a murderer with a full face, he looks like a small old man with a thin body, white hair, and a sense of frustration.

At this time, the old man was barbecuing, a pair of large hands with protruding joints and a thin and small body were completely disproportionate, but the movement was extremely flexible. A huge kebab rolled in his hands, and each side was evenly heated.

The old man's back was facing Li Xiao, and the kebabs in the hands were not turned back. While turning the skewers, he was oiled and honeyed, and he sprinkled some condiments from time to time.

"Don't worry, the meat will soon be ready. This clock is just ready! How do you like it?"

This question is a bit abrupt and a bit abrupt, as if Li Xiao's group is not a bad villain who comes to the door to find trouble, but an old friend.

"Very familiar!" Li Xiao replied calmly. While answering, he even sat down at the small table next to him, as if he were a guest coming for dinner.

"Very familiar?" The old man responded with a grin. "This taste is rare. People nowadays like to eat tender ones. Are they very familiar?"

"Not old!" Li Xiao also replied solemnly: "The meat must be cooked, the blood is too fishy, ​​and it is easy to make a stomach!"

While talking, the old man suddenly took the kebab off, holding a ten-pound kebab in one hand, and taking a small knife from the knife holder in one hand, walking towards Li Xiao with a smile .

This action can be a bit scary. At least the two guards brought by Li Xiao were full of vigilance, and immediately took the first two steps to stop the old man, but Li Xiao stopped them.

He laughed: "Don't worry, it's okay!"

The old man also didn't care much, walked to the small table by himself, and the small knife flipped up and down, and in a moment, the meat skewer became a small slice of thick and uniform thumb size. Then, he put down the brazing iron, put his hand on the greasy apron in front of him, and sat across from Li Xiao with a golden knife.

"Eat! You have to eat the barbecue while it's hot, and it won't have that flavor when it's cold!"

With that said, he scooped up the pieces of meat and started eating. That bold style is totally out of proportion to his short stature.

Li Xiao is also not polite, and does not need any tableware. He also puts a piece of meat in his mouth and stuffs it into his mouth.

"Yes, this taste is just right, and adding some chili noodles is even better!"

The old man didn't speak, just gave the guard a big bald wink ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The latter reluctantly walked to the seasoning and took the paprika, then put it in front of Li Xiao .

Li Xiao wasn't annoyed either. He dipped the chili noodles with meat slices and ate his mouth full of oil. In this way, the old man and the two of them didn't make nonsense and eat and drink, and after ten minutes of kung fu, they were eaten clean.

At this time, the old man wiped his greasy lips with an apron and laughed: "I like people who can eat, it is a good habit not to waste food! It is a blessing to eat!"

This sigh seemed to evoke the old man's long-term memory. He returned to his mind a while later and asked, "Is the boy Valokia still okay? I haven't seen him for almost ten years. I heard that he became a general? "

Valoja naturally refers to Vladimir Kornilov. From the tone of the old man, he is not familiar with Kornilov in general, and there is a vague sense of elders' feelings for their descendants.

Li Xiao replied, "The general asked me to say hello to him on your behalf. I hope you have time to go to Odessa. He has prepared your favorite Finnish vodka and caviar."

"Hahahaha!"

The old man laughed happily, and said happily, "I think that boy is interested. I still remember my preference, but the good caviar can't afford it at his salary, and the boy is also corrupt. Are you there? "

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