Struggle in Russia

The handicraft area is the most chaotic area in Constanta except for the quayside. Here are a variety of small business vendors and small craftsmen. The narrow streets are piled with debris and garbage on both sides, and the foul water is flowing around, of course, more drunken drunks.

The economic downturn makes the bottom bitter haha ​​more dependent on the paralyzing effect of alcohol. Every pub in the handicraft industry zone is full from the opening of the business. A variety of low-quality and low-quality alcohol floods it, making many frustrated bitters hazy.

Vishniak didn't like the atmosphere. It wasn't the environment that made him uncomfortable. He was familiar with the environment. When he was a kid, the town where he lived also had such a bar. There were also a large number of alcoholics. But the difference is that the town where he grew up did not have so many despair and negative emotions.

It's as if the most desperate and downcast people in Constanta have gathered together, and here is full of resentment, as long as one Mars will explode. Moreover, Mars is really young and old. For three days in a row, he has witnessed group brawls caused by a bit of quarrel. At least seven people have been killed, and countless serious injuries.

[What a violent city. 】

Vishniak tightened his tight, dirty and torn coat. This torn clothes was bought from a pawnshop. In the cold winter, some people took off their clothes and changed two coppers just to eat black bread. Maybe they did n’t wait. He was already frozen to death after eating.

The shabby clothes and the ugly look of make-up make Vishniak closer to the bitter haha ​​here. The only trouble is that he cannot open his mouth, because most of the bitter haha ​​here are Romanians, speaking Romania language. And his Romanian is really not very smart, simple daily conversations can still make up, and serious conversation will definitely help.

Vishniak took up his glass and learned the appearance of other drunks around him and took a sip of inferior potato wine. This thing has a pungent smell, which is difficult to swallow and it is especially easy to get on. After having experienced it once, he was full. I had a headache for three days, and from then on he resolutely refused to drink such a ghost thing, and God knew what was in it.

Pretending to wipe his mouth, Vishniak carefully spit out the alcohol in his mouth on the sleeves, but the pungent scent still lingered in his mouth for a long time, making him vaguely want to gag.

He soon couldn't hold it, and spit up with his head down at the table.

Unlike Vishniak's estimate, he did not become the focus of the audience, and no one even glanced at him, because a small man next to the table soon vomited and sprayed the table directly, drunks Just scoldingly grabbed his own wine glass to carefully cover the mouth of the glass, and then continue drinking without anyone, as if there is nothing more important than this in this world.

Large mouth drank, vomiting when drunk, this is the norm in the pubs of the poor. No one will care unless you spit into someone's face or cup, especially the latter, which can easily lead to violent conflict. After all, for these hardships, every glass of wine is extremely precious, and they may not be able to change two or three glasses of wine after a hard day's work.

Vishniak soon discovered the benefit of vomiting, which is that he can spit out those inferior alcohols brightly and brightly, which is more concealed than rubbing his mouth frequently.

"Did the target appear?" Vishniak lowered his head and whispered to the soldier next to him when he vomited.

"Appeared, battalion commander. He went to the door behind the bar."

Vishniak said with a hum, "Get the big guys ready. When the target appears, start immediately, then evacuate immediately, and pay attention to safety!"

The soldier nodded, silently holding up his wine glass "staggered" to the nearby wine table, and soon Vishniak's people were ready.

"Do it!"

Just as the target stepped out of the bar and prepared to cross Vishniak and others, with the order of Vishniak, four or five soldiers took out the dagger in their arms and hurled them towards the target group of people. The three people, including the target and the bodyguard, fell to the ground without a scream before they could scream, and red blood poured along their wounds, and quickly spread a lot.

At this time, the drunks around didn't realize what was happening, and drunkenness was the norm in the tavern. Often, someone was still fighting for wine the last second, and the next second fell like a wood like a thunder.

But this time the situation was a little different. When the drunks finally realized that it was n’t the liquor that had flowed to the ground, when the red blood stimulated their dull nerves, they finally reacted afterwards. :

"Ah! Murder!"

There was a coquettish mess in the bar, and at this time Vishniak and others had come to the door, and all of them had surrounded the face with the Saint Andre banner, and saw him turn and pull his gun. Fire in the direction of the wine cooler!

boom!

"Long live Russia, Romanian pigs, let's die!"

The sound of gunfire made the bar messy, and the drunken drunks were either holding their heads back or screaming and running away, like a pot of boiling water, burning and deadly.

When Vishniak and his horse disappeared into the dark alley, when the Turks arrived at the scene, there were only five dead bodies and a group of poor worms under moaning.

The security captain asked, "What happened?"

"Silvius, a young hammer gangster, was stabbed to death. Two of his bodyguards were also killed ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ and two alcoholics were trampled to death."

The security captain asked again, "Who did it?"

"It seems to be a Russian guy, maybe the Iron Eagle will do it. Silviu Jr. did a fight with the Iron Eagle last week. It seems that two people were killed. It may be the revenge of the Iron Eagle. The murderer also returned when he left. Shouted the Russian slogan in Russian ... "

The security captain felt a headache because it involved Russians, which made things complicated. Given that Russia and Wallachia are currently having an unpleasant trouble, this assassination is likely to have official Russian forces behind it.

However, the Russian official can't afford to offend Turkey. Even though the people have been shouting and killing Russia, neither the Sudan nor the Great Vizier or the Pashas have the courage to fight the Russians. They are really scared.

But this case is not investigated and it is impossible, because the Hammer Gang is now very close to the British. As far as the captain of the security forces knows, the Hammer Gang has received a lot of funding from the British this month to smuggle weapons and personnel to the tile Laguia.

If you do n’t check it, the British may have trouble. Like the Russians, these **** Brits are not good at all ...