Struggle in Russia

Gabriel was a little bit at once, and to be honest, he did have the idea of ​​getting rid of Silviu. But he couldn't find the right time. The guy was slipperier than the loach and couldn't catch his tail at all.

Moreover, Gabriel did not have reliable personnel to do this. After all, he was mainly in the business of the gang, and the talents to be killed were all over Torger.

"Evans, don't believe me!" Gabriel immediately set himself aside. "I have no resentment against Silviu Jr., why should I be a poisonous hand to my brother!"

Evans just sneered, but didn't speak. This made Gabriel's heart fluffy, and he was very doubtful whether the old insidious peacemaker wanted to do something, wasn't it that Togger came to do him.

"You have no resentment against Little Silviu?" Torgel smiled, and pointed out bloodily: "Who was in conflict with Little Silviu last month at Pier Street, and said ruthlessly to him What a bad life? Comptroller, should I ask someone to remind you! "

Gabriel suddenly came down with cold sweat, because it really happened. At that time, Silviu Jr. grabbed one of his horses, and the two sides were so horrible that he really had to rush him before he had to talk hard.

"That ... that's just ... it's just short of breath, just talking!"

Gabriel stuttered, "That's not true!"

Torgel sneered: "You can't take what you say personally, then you can take it seriously again? Say, did you buy the murderer's poisonous hand against Little Silviu!"

Gabriel couldn't help but be anxious in the face of the tight pressing Toger, and could only ask Evans again for help: "Deputy helper, you can help to be fair! I really don't mean that!"

Evans was even more scornful of this dead fat man. When he lifted his tail, the six relatives did not recognize the bird and the deputy helper himself. When he was anxious, he thought of Laozi to help him. What the hell!

He was so tired of Gabriel. If there was no explanation from the old gang master, he really wanted to follow Torjell's meaning and just let the goods go.

"Although the helper, the controller has suspicions, but things still need to be found out. You can't doubt your brother first because of a little suspicion. Now it is imperative to quickly investigate the truth and find the killer!"

Torgel stared at Gabriel fiercely, but he could only sigh secretly. Because this fat man is suspect, but there is no evidence. You can't just kill the number two or three in the gang because of a moment's talk?

I really want to do that, so there are many people who have had conflicts and conflicts with Silviu Jr. How about catching them all and killing them all?

Torgel snorted sullenly and responded: "Then let the deputy help you to investigate. Find the killer as soon as possible! At that time, I will sacrifice them to sacrifice the soul of the little Silviu in heaven! "

After that, he glanced at Gabriel fiercely again, warning that the meaning of the threat was quite obvious.

However, Gabriel was not particularly worried, because first Sylvius died, Torjere did not dare to move him casually, and the second was to find out the truth was Evans. He knew this person and only maintained the gang. Stability will never mess up. In the end, he was not afraid of the oblique shadow, he did not kill the young Silviu. What to worry about?

Gabriel did not make the so-called search quite the same. He felt that the death of Silviu Jr. was mostly a revenge by the Russians. After all, the two sides have been very unhappy over the past few months, and it is normal for the Russians to retaliate.

It was just that this fat man had never thought about it, and the death of Little Silviu was a conspiracy at all, aimed at helping the high-level with the hammer.

"Are you sure Silviu is dead?"

Still in that cafe, or sitting back to back, or covering her lips with newspapers, but this time Vishniak is used to a lot, probably practice makes perfect, it has been this way almost every day for half a month, he is used to it This new way of communicating.

And he had to admit that this type of communication was really safe. From the perspective of irrelevant others, they were two passersby who happened to sit together and read newspapers and coffee. It was completely unexpected that these two passers-by were doing some conspiracy.

"Deadly! Hit five swords and his neck is almost cut off. Unless he is a descendant of Earl Dracula, he will survive for no reason."

"Excellent, in the past few days, don't move outside for the time being, in case someone has seen your face before the incident, wait for the hammer and the eagle to fight, and you will come out to do something."

Vishniak asked curiously, "Why should we provoke the conflict between the Iron Hammer Gang and the Iron Eagle? What good would they do for us? By the way, I heard that the Iron Eagle would seem to have thousands of domestic conflicts. Inextricably linked, are you a little bit ridiculous? "

"Iron Eagle will not be a person," Li Xiao said indifferently. "After all, it is also a group of scum.

Vishniak shrugged, and he also had some understanding of the Iron Eagle Society. As Li Xiao said, this gang with Russians and Serbs as the main body is really not a good bird, and its actions are indeed full of evil. It is indeed an authentic scum scum.

Anyway, after learning about them, www.ltnovel.com ~ Vishniak has no psychological burden on these people. He was just curious why Li Xiao had to provoke the conflict between the Iron Hammer Gang and the Iron Eagle Society.

"When they fight, we have time to drill, so that we can facilitate our next move." Li Xiaoru explained.

Vishniak suddenly asked, "Say you weren't exposed? After all, if you didn't make an appointment with Silviu Jr. to talk about business, we would not be able to lock his whereabouts. If the Hammer Gang wants to investigate, it is impossible to fail to investigate. You. Is it dangerous? "

Li Xiaoan took a sip of coffee and laughed: "What danger can I have? I am now a researcher at the Institute of International Relations Studies at the University of Paris, France, and I am coming to Constanta for investigation and research, and by the way support the liberation of the Romanian people Sports ... "

Vishniak really can't spit it out, and this **** fake identity can only be figured out by some talents, what a ghost researcher? What the **** is that?

Just as Vishniak vomited secretly, Li Xiao said again: "Of course I am a special correspondent sent to Constanta by the French Liberation Daily, and the French Episcopal Society cares about the humanitarian disaster in Wallachia. Foundation Director. So I'm a good friend of the Romanian people, how could it be dangerous? "