Struggle in Russia

Milanchuk is not the only one who has similar worries. In fact, the remaining servants and guards are all worried about this. After all, too many things have happened along the way, and Ulanov's mental state is obviously not good. Stable, nagging like a mentally ill person, what if he goes crazy?

For a time, Ulanov was surrounded by suspicion and distrust. He did not trust the people around him, and the people around him were also afraid of him.

This distrust and fear reached its peak in the next two days, especially when Milanchuk and others discovered that Ulanov had **** his wife and restricted her freedom.

"He doesn't even let his wife go. How can he let us go? I think we should contact Colonel Anton as soon as possible. In case he suddenly goes crazy and wants to kill us, we can take precautions!"

Voronin nodded with deep understanding, but the problem was that he only knew that Anton had been following and observing them, but he had no idea where Anton was hiding.

That is to say, An Dong can find them, but they cannot take the initiative to contact Anton.

This is very embarrassing, isn’t it!

"Don't worry!" Voronin pretended to teach him a lesson. "We will take turns on duty even when we sleep. There shouldn't be any big problem. I believe things will be fine as soon as Valentin Grigorievich comes back." progress!"

Milanchuk also agreed with this. Once Valentin Grigorievich got his certificate back, Ulanov was not going to leave. But the problem is that that person's mental condition is unstable. What if he feels that the situation has become such that we are useless?

Milanchuk didn't want to die, especially not on the eve of the completion of his work. That would be such a loss!

Voronin consoled him: "It shouldn't be the case. He still needs someone to protect him anyway, and Valentin Grigorievich is not crazy and will not let him do whatever he wants!"

Voronin was wrong about this. If Ulanov wanted to mess with Valentin, Grigorievich would definitely stop him.

There are too many secrets and too many unexplainable things about this loyal old butler.

He had obviously been hiding in Uman to rest in the past few days, and he had obviously prepared the new certificate, but he did not give it directly to Ulanov. Instead, he deliberately hung him up and made him anxious and crazy.

It wasn't until the evening of the fourth day that he rushed back in a "hurry" and presented a new certificate.

"Master, this is the new certificate. We can leave tomorrow!"

Ulanov happily took the new certificate, but after taking a glance at it, his smile disappeared without a trace. He asked with dissatisfaction: "How can this identity be that of a serf! You asked me to play the role of a humble person?" serf?"

Valentin Grigorievich quickly explained: "Master, there is nothing we can do! You are too urgent. It is impossible to forge the identity documents of a nobleman. This identity is relatively free, and it is absolutely impossible to go abroad. The problem is, as long as you go abroad, you can restore your original identity!"

Ulanov frowned, and after weighing it for a moment, he could only accept Valentin Grigorievich's words. For now, it is better not to worry about identity issues. As long as he can successfully escape abroad, serfs will be serfs. !

He sighed and said with dismay: "Okay, let's set off early tomorrow morning!"

In order to escape, Ulanov can endure anything now, let alone being asked to pretend to be a slave, even if he is asked to pretend to be a woman, he will admit it.

Soon a new day arrived. According to Valentin Grigorievich's arrangement, Ulanov disguised himself as a coachman and got into a simple carriage, while his wife and children got into another similar carriage. The simple carriage was followed by other servants and guards either on foot or on horseback.

After walking for two days without any danger, we finally arrived in Voznesensk.

This place is really not far from Nikolayev, and Ulanov can arrive safely in two days at most.

Seeing that victory was in sight, Ulanov's heart that had been hanging around finally fell back a little. He had to admit that Valentin Grigorievich was still reliable in his work. If he had known that he could disguise himself as a serf The journey was smooth, so why did he need to look for Petrov and Bablov. Not only was it useless to look for them, but it was almost like a meat bun beating a dog.

Thinking of this, he sincerely felt that the most correct decision in his life was to trust Valentin Grigorievich. Having such a loyal old servant saved so much trouble!

"Dear Valentin Grigorievich, after arriving safely in Greece, I will give you a large manor as a reward for your loyalty!"

Valentin Grigorievich bowed and said: "Thank you for your generosity. I just did what I should do and I don't deserve your special commendation!"

Ulanov shook his head and said: "No! If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago. Your loyalty must be rewarded!"

The solemn look on Ulanov's face is really touching. For a greedy and suspicious man with blood on his hands, his sincerity is indeed rare now.

However, Valentin Grigorievich was not moved. He bowed slightly again and said: "Okay, master, thank you for your generosity. Because you are indeed right. Without my words, I am afraid you would have Arrive safely in Nikolayev, I’m afraid you’ve already arrived in Greece to enjoy your happiness!”

Ulanov was stunned. Why did this sound so awkward?

He looked at Valentin Grigorievich and wanted to know if you were too excited and said the wrong thing?

Who would have thought that the latter actually said: "But you are indeed right about one thing. If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago. If I hadn't ordered those people not to hurt you, how could you have arrived in Voznesensk alive? To be honest, I am also very conflicted. On the one hand, I hope you die as quickly as possible, but on the other hand, there is a voice in my heart that constantly reminds me that letting you die so happily is the greatest thing for you. Mercy! For a scum like you, you should be allowed to live in pain and be tortured slowly!"

Ulanov's expression suddenly changed. No matter how slow he was, he was in trouble. If nothing else, Valentin Grigorievich was also a traitor! The most deeply hidden traitor!

He immediately wanted to call for help, but Valentin Grigorievich moved much faster than him. He stretched out his hand and strangled his neck, preventing him from making any sound.

The old butler smiled conspiratorially: "Don't worry, my master, the fun has just begun. Do you hear the sound of horse hooves? Those are the people I arranged. After a while, they will disperse your last guards and servants. Then kidnap your wife and children and take away the wealth you have accumulated for half your life..."

He sighed and said with dismay: "Okay, let's set off early tomorrow morning!"

In order to escape, Ulanov can endure anything now, let alone being asked to pretend to be a slave, even if he is asked to pretend to be a woman, he will admit it.

Soon a new day arrived. According to Valentin Grigorievich's arrangement, Ulanov disguised himself as a coachman and got into a simple carriage, while his wife and children got into another similar carriage. The simple carriage was followed by other servants and guards either on foot or on horseback.

After walking for two days without any danger, we finally arrived in Voznesensk.

This place is really not far from Nikolayev, and Ulanov can arrive safely in two days at most.

Seeing that victory was in sight, Ulanov's heart that had been hanging around finally fell back a little. He had to admit that Valentin Grigorievich was still reliable in his work. If he had known that he could disguise himself as a serf The journey was smooth, so why did he need to look for Petrov and Bablov. Not only was it useless to look for them, but it was almost like a meat bun beating a dog.

Thinking of this, he sincerely felt that the most correct decision in his life was to trust Valentin Grigorievich. Having such a loyal old servant saved so much trouble!

"Dear Valentin Grigorievich, after arriving safely in Greece, I will give you a large manor as a reward for your loyalty!"

Valentin Grigorievich bowed and said: "Thank you for your generosity. I just did what I should do and I don't deserve your special commendation!"

Ulanov shook his head and said: "No! If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago. Your loyalty must be rewarded!"

The solemn look on Ulanov's face is really touching. For a greedy and suspicious man with blood on his hands, his sincerity is indeed rare now.

However, Valentin Grigorievich was not moved. He bowed slightly again and said: "Okay, master, thank you for your generosity. Because you are indeed right. Without my words, I am afraid you would have Arrive safely in Nikolayev, I’m afraid you’ve already arrived in Greece to enjoy your happiness!”

Ulanov was stunned. Why did this sound so awkward?

He looked at Valentin Grigorievich and wanted to know if you were too excited and said the wrong thing?

Who would have thought that the latter actually said: "But you are indeed right about one thing. If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago. If I hadn't ordered those people not to hurt you, how could you have arrived in Voznesensk alive? To be honest, I am also very conflicted. On the one hand, I hope you die as quickly as possible, but on the other hand, there is a voice in my heart that constantly reminds me that letting you die so happily is the greatest thing for you. Mercy! For a scum like you, you should be allowed to live in pain and be tortured slowly!"

Ulanov's expression suddenly changed. No matter how slow he was, he was in trouble. If nothing else, Valentin Grigorievich was also a traitor! The most deeply hidden traitor!

He immediately wanted to call for help, but Valentin Grigorievich moved much faster than him. He stretched out his hand and strangled his neck, preventing him from making any sound.

The old butler smiled conspiratorially: "Don't worry, my master, the fun has just begun. Do you hear the sound of horse hooves? Those are the people I arranged. After a while, they will disperse your last guards and servants. Then kidnap your wife and children and take away the wealth you have accumulated for half your life..."

He sighed and said with dismay: "Okay, let's set off early tomorrow morning!"

In order to escape, Ulanov can endure anything now, let alone being asked to pretend to be a slave, even if he is asked to pretend to be a woman, he will admit it.

Soon a new day arrived. According to Valentin Grigorievich's arrangement, Ulanov disguised himself as a coachman and got into a simple carriage, while his wife and children got into another similar carriage. The simple carriage was followed by other servants and guards either on foot or on horseback.

After walking for two days without any danger, we finally arrived in Voznesensk.

This place is really not far from Nikolayev, and Ulanov can arrive safely in two days at most.

Seeing that victory was in sight, Ulanov's heart that had been hanging around finally fell back a little. He had to admit that Valentin Grigorievich was still reliable in his work. If he had known that he could disguise himself as a serf The journey was smooth, so why did he need to look for Petrov and Bablov. Not only was it useless to look for them, but it was almost like a meat bun beating a dog.

Thinking of this, he sincerely felt that the most correct decision in his life was to trust Valentin Grigorievich. Having such a loyal old servant saved so much trouble!

"Dear Valentin Grigorievich, after arriving safely in Greece, I will give you a large manor as a reward for your loyalty!"

Valentin Grigorievich bowed and said: "Thank you for your generosity. I just did what I should do and I don't deserve your special commendation!"

Ulanov shook his head and said: "No! If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago. Your loyalty must be rewarded!"

The solemn look on Ulanov's face is really touching. For a greedy and suspicious man with blood on his hands, his sincerity is indeed rare now.

However, Valentin Grigorievich was not moved. He bowed slightly again and said: "Okay, master, thank you for your generosity. Because you are indeed right. Without my words, I am afraid you would have Arrive safely in Nikolayev, I’m afraid you’ve already arrived in Greece to enjoy your happiness!”

Ulanov was stunned. Why did this sound so awkward?

He looked at Valentin Grigorievich and wanted to know if you were too excited and said the wrong thing?

Who would have thought that the latter actually said: "But you are indeed right about one thing. If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago. If I hadn't ordered those people not to hurt you, how could you have arrived in Voznesensk alive? To be honest, I am also very conflicted. On the one hand, I hope you die as quickly as possible, but on the other hand, there is a voice in my heart that constantly reminds me that letting you die so happily is the greatest thing for you. Mercy! For a scum like you, you should be allowed to live in pain and be tortured slowly!"

Ulanov's expression suddenly changed. No matter how slow he was, he was in trouble. If nothing else, Valentin Grigorievich was also a traitor! The most deeply hidden traitor!

He immediately wanted to call for help, but Valentin Grigorievich moved much faster than him. He stretched out his hand and strangled his neck, preventing him from making any sound.

The old butler smiled conspiratorially: "Don't worry, my master, the fun has just begun. Do you hear the sound of horse hooves? Those are the people I arranged. After a while, they will disperse your last guards and servants. Then kidnap your wife and children and take away the wealth you have accumulated for half your life..."

He sighed and said with dismay: "Okay, let's set off early tomorrow morning!"

In order to escape, Ulanov can endure anything now, let alone being asked to pretend to be a slave, even if he is asked to pretend to be a woman, he will admit it.

Soon a new day arrived. According to Valentin Grigorievich's arrangement, Ulanov disguised himself as a coachman and got into a simple carriage, while his wife and children got into another similar carriage. The simple carriage was followed by other servants and guards either on foot or on horseback.

After walking for two days without any danger, we finally arrived in Voznesensk.

This place is really not far from Nikolayev, and Ulanov can arrive safely in two days at most.

Seeing that victory was in sight, Ulanov's heart that had been hanging around finally fell back a little. He had to admit that Valentin Grigorievich was still reliable in his work. If he had known that he could disguise himself as a serf The journey was smooth, so why did he need to look for Petrov and Bablov. Not only was it useless to look for them, but it was almost like a meat bun beating a dog.

Thinking of this, he sincerely felt that the most correct decision in his life was to trust Valentin Grigorievich. Having such a loyal old servant saved so much trouble!

"Dear Valentin Grigorievich, after arriving safely in Greece, I will give you a large manor as a reward for your loyalty!"

Valentin Grigorievich bowed and said: "Thank you for your generosity. I just did what I should do and I don't deserve your special commendation!"

Ulanov shook his head and said: "No! If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago. Your loyalty must be rewarded!"

The solemn look on Ulanov's face is really touching. For a greedy and suspicious man with blood on his hands, his sincerity is indeed rare now.

However, Valentin Grigorievich was not moved. He bowed slightly again and said: "Okay, master, thank you for your generosity. Because you are indeed right. Without my words, I am afraid you would have Arrive safely in Nikolayev, I’m afraid you’ve already arrived in Greece to enjoy your happiness!”

Ulanov was stunned. Why did this sound so awkward?

He looked at Valentin Grigorievich and wanted to know if you were too excited and said the wrong thing?

Who would have thought that the latter actually said: "But you are indeed right about one thing. If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago. If I hadn't ordered those people not to hurt you, how could you have arrived in Voznesensk alive? To be honest, I am also very conflicted. On the one hand, I hope you die as quickly as possible, but on the other hand, there is a voice in my heart that constantly reminds me that letting you die so happily is the greatest thing for you. Mercy! For a scum like you, you should be allowed to live in pain and be tortured slowly!"

Ulanov's expression suddenly changed. No matter how slow he was, he was in trouble. If nothing else, Valentin Grigorievich was also a traitor! The most deeply hidden traitor!

He immediately wanted to call for help, but Valentin Grigorievich moved much faster than him. He stretched out his hand and strangled his neck, preventing him from making any sound.

The old butler smiled conspiratorially: "Don't worry, my master, the fun has just begun. Do you hear the sound of horse hooves? Those are the people I arranged. After a while, they will disperse your last guards and servants. Then kidnap your wife and children and take away the wealth you have accumulated for half your life..."

He sighed and said with dismay: "Okay, let's set off early tomorrow morning!"

In order to escape, Ulanov can endure anything now, let alone being asked to pretend to be a slave, even if he is asked to pretend to be a woman, he will admit it.

Soon a new day arrived. According to Valentin Grigorievich's arrangement, Ulanov disguised himself as a coachman and got into a simple carriage, while his wife and children got into another similar carriage. The simple carriage was followed by other servants and guards either on foot or on horseback.

After walking for two days without any danger, we finally arrived in Voznesensk.

This place is really not far from Nikolayev, and Ulanov can arrive safely in two days at most.

Seeing that victory was in sight, Ulanov's heart that had been hanging around finally fell back a little. He had to admit that Valentin Grigorievich was still reliable in his work. If he had known that he could disguise himself as a serf The journey was smooth, so why did he need to look for Petrov and Bablov. Not only was it useless to look for them, but it was almost like a meat bun beating a dog.

Thinking of this, he sincerely felt that the most correct decision in his life was to trust Valentin Grigorievich. Having such a loyal old servant saved so much trouble!

"Dear Valentin Grigorievich, after arriving safely in Greece, I will give you a large manor as a reward for your loyalty!"

Valentin Grigorievich bowed and said: "Thank you for your generosity. I just did what I should do and I don't deserve your special commendation!"

Ulanov shook his head and said: "No! If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago. Your loyalty must be rewarded!"

The solemn look on Ulanov's face is really touching. For a greedy and suspicious man with blood on his hands, his sincerity is indeed rare now.

However, Valentin Grigorievich was not moved. He bowed slightly again and said: "Okay, master, thank you for your generosity. Because you are indeed right. Without my words, I am afraid you would have Arrive safely in Nikolayev, I’m afraid you’ve already arrived in Greece to enjoy your happiness!”

Ulanov was stunned. Why did this sound so awkward?

He looked at Valentin Grigorievich and wanted to know if you were too excited and said the wrong thing?

Who would have thought that the latter actually said: "But you are indeed right about one thing. If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago. If I hadn't ordered those people not to hurt you, how could you have arrived in Voznesensk alive? To be honest, I am also very conflicted. On the one hand, I hope you die as quickly as possible, but on the other hand, there is a voice in my heart that constantly reminds me that letting you die so happily is the greatest thing for you. Mercy! For a scum like you, you should be allowed to live in pain and be tortured slowly!"

Ulanov's expression suddenly changed. No matter how slow he was, he was in trouble. If nothing else, Valentin Grigorievich was also a traitor! The most deeply hidden traitor!

He immediately wanted to call for help, but Valentin Grigorievich moved much faster than him. He stretched out his hand and strangled his neck, preventing him from making any sound.

The old butler smiled conspiratorially: "Don't worry, my master, the fun has just begun. Do you hear the sound of horse hooves? Those are the people I arranged. After a while, they will disperse your last guards and servants. Then kidnap your wife and children and take away the wealth you have accumulated for half your life..."

He sighed and said with dismay: "Okay, let's set off early tomorrow morning!"

In order to escape, Ulanov can endure anything now, let alone being asked to pretend to be a slave, even if he is asked to pretend to be a woman, he will admit it.

Soon a new day arrived. According to Valentin Grigorievich's arrangement, Ulanov disguised himself as a coachman and got into a simple carriage, while his wife and children got into another similar carriage. The simple carriage was followed by other servants and guards either on foot or on horseback.

After walking for two days without any danger, we finally arrived in Voznesensk.

This place is really not far from Nikolayev, and Ulanov can arrive safely in two days at most.

Seeing that victory was in sight, Ulanov's heart that had been hanging around finally fell back a little. He had to admit that Valentin Grigorievich was still reliable in his work. If he had known that he could disguise himself as a serf The journey was smooth, so why did he need to look for Petrov and Bablov. Not only was it useless to look for them, but it was almost like a meat bun beating a dog.

Thinking of this, he sincerely felt that the most correct decision in his life was to trust Valentin Grigorievich. Having such a loyal old servant saved so much trouble!

"Dear Valentin Grigorievich, after arriving safely in Greece, I will give you a large manor as a reward for your loyalty!"

Valentin Grigorievich bowed and said: "Thank you for your generosity. I just did what I should do and I don't deserve your special commendation!"

Ulanov shook his head and said: "No! If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago. Your loyalty must be rewarded!"

The solemn look on Ulanov's face is really touching. For a greedy and suspicious man with blood on his hands, his sincerity is indeed rare now.

However, Valentin Grigorievich was not moved. He bowed slightly again and said: "Okay, master, thank you for your generosity. Because you are indeed right. Without my words, I am afraid you would have Arrive safely in Nikolayev, I’m afraid you’ve already arrived in Greece to enjoy your happiness!”

Ulanov was stunned. Why did this sound so awkward?

He looked at Valentin Grigorievich and wanted to know if you were too excited and said the wrong thing?

Who would have thought that the latter actually said: "But you are indeed right about one thing. If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago. If I hadn't ordered those people not to hurt you, how could you have arrived in Voznesensk alive? To be honest, I am also very conflicted. On the one hand, I hope you die as quickly as possible, but on the other hand, there is a voice in my heart that constantly reminds me that letting you die so happily is the greatest thing for you. Mercy! For a scum like you, you should be allowed to live in pain and be tortured slowly!"

Ulanov's expression suddenly changed. No matter how slow he was, he was in trouble. If nothing else, Valentin Grigorievich was also a traitor! The most deeply hidden traitor!

He immediately wanted to call for help, but Valentin Grigorievich moved much faster than him. He stretched out his hand and strangled his neck, preventing him from making any sound.

The old butler smiled conspiratorially: "Don't worry, my master, the fun has just begun. Do you hear the sound of horse hooves? Those are the people I arranged. After a while, they will disperse your last guards and servants. Then kidnap your wife and children and take away the wealth you have accumulated for half your life..."

He sighed and said with dismay: "Okay, let's set off early tomorrow morning!"

In order to escape, Ulanov can endure anything now, let alone being asked to pretend to be a slave, even if he is asked to pretend to be a woman, he will admit it.

Soon a new day arrived. According to Valentin Grigorievich's arrangement, Ulanov disguised himself as a coachman and got into a simple carriage, while his wife and children got into another similar carriage. The simple carriage was followed by other servants and guards either on foot or on horseback.

After walking for two days without any danger, we finally arrived in Voznesensk.

This place is really not far from Nikolayev, and Ulanov can arrive safely in two days at most.

Seeing that victory was in sight, Ulanov's heart that had been hanging around finally fell back a little. He had to admit that Valentin Grigorievich was still reliable in his work. If he had known that he could disguise himself as a serf The journey was smooth, so why did he need to look for Petrov and Bablov. Not only was it useless to look for them, but it was almost like a meat bun beating a dog.

Thinking of this, he sincerely felt that the most correct decision in his life was to trust Valentin Grigorievich. Having such a loyal old servant saved so much trouble!

"Dear Valentin Grigorievich, after arriving safely in Greece, I will give you a large manor as a reward for your loyalty!"

Valentin Grigorievich bowed and said: "Thank you for your generosity. I just did what I should do and I don't deserve your special commendation!"

Ulanov shook his head and said: "No! If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago. Your loyalty must be rewarded!"

The solemn look on Ulanov's face is really touching. For a greedy and suspicious man with blood on his hands, his sincerity is indeed rare now.

However, Valentin Grigorievich was not moved. He bowed slightly again and said: "Okay, master, thank you for your generosity. Because you are indeed right. Without my words, I am afraid you would have Arrive safely in Nikolayev, I’m afraid you’ve already arrived in Greece to enjoy your happiness!”

Ulanov was stunned. Why did this sound so awkward?

He looked at Valentin Grigorievich and wanted to know if you were too excited and said the wrong thing?

Who would have thought that the latter actually said: "But you are indeed right about one thing. If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago. If I hadn't ordered those people not to hurt you, how could you have arrived in Voznesensk alive? To be honest, I am also very conflicted. On the one hand, I hope you die as quickly as possible, but on the other hand, there is a voice in my heart that constantly reminds me that letting you die so happily is the greatest thing for you. Mercy! For a scum like you, you should be allowed to live in pain and be tortured slowly!"

Ulanov's expression suddenly changed. No matter how slow he was, he was in trouble. If nothing else, Valentin Grigorievich was also a traitor! The most deeply hidden traitor!

He immediately wanted to call for help, but Valentin Grigorievich moved much faster than him. He stretched out his hand and strangled his neck, preventing him from making any sound.

The old butler smiled conspiratorially: "Don't worry, my master, the fun has just begun. Do you hear the sound of horse hooves? Those are the people I arranged. After a while, they will disperse your last guards and servants. Then kidnap your wife and children and take away the wealth you have accumulated for half your life..."

He sighed and said with dismay: "Okay, let's set off early tomorrow morning!"

In order to escape, Ulanov can endure anything now, let alone being asked to pretend to be a slave, even if he is asked to pretend to be a woman, he will admit it.

Soon a new day arrived. According to Valentin Grigorievich's arrangement, Ulanov disguised himself as a coachman and got into a simple carriage, while his wife and children got into another similar carriage. The simple carriage was followed by other servants and guards either on foot or on horseback.

After walking for two days without any danger, we finally arrived in Voznesensk.

This place is really not far from Nikolayev, and Ulanov can arrive safely in two days at most.

Seeing that victory was in sight, Ulanov's heart that had been hanging around finally fell back a little. He had to admit that Valentin Grigorievich was still reliable in his work. If he had known that he could disguise himself as a serf The journey was smooth, so why did he need to look for Petrov and Bablov. Not only was it useless to look for them, but it was almost like a meat bun beating a dog.

Thinking of this, he sincerely felt that the most correct decision in his life was to trust Valentin Grigorievich. Having such a loyal old servant saved so much trouble!

"Dear Valentin Grigorievich, after arriving safely in Greece, I will give you a large manor as a reward for your loyalty!"

Valentin Grigorievich bowed and said: "Thank you for your generosity. I just did what I should do and I don't deserve your special commendation!"

Ulanov shook his head and said: "No! If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Your loyalty must be rewarded!"

The solemn look on Ulanov's face is really touching. For a greedy and suspicious man with blood on his hands, his sincerity is indeed rare now.

However, Valentin Grigorievich was not moved. He bowed slightly again and said: "Okay, master, thank you for your generosity. Because you are indeed right. Without my words, I am afraid you would have Arrive safely in Nikolayev, I’m afraid you’ve already arrived in Greece to enjoy your happiness!”

Ulanov was stunned. Why did this sound so awkward?

He looked at Valentin Grigorievich and wanted to know if you were too excited and said the wrong thing?

Who would have thought that the latter actually said: "But you are indeed right about one thing. If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago. If I hadn't ordered those people not to hurt you, how could you have arrived in Voznesensk alive? To be honest, I am also very conflicted. On the one hand, I hope you die as quickly as possible, but on the other hand, there is a voice in my heart that constantly reminds me that letting you die so happily is the greatest thing for you. Mercy! For a scum like you, you should be allowed to live in pain and be tortured slowly!"

Ulanov's expression suddenly changed. No matter how slow he was, he was in trouble. If nothing else, Valentin Grigorievich was also a traitor! The most deeply hidden traitor!

He immediately wanted to call for help, but Valentin Grigorievich moved much faster than him. He stretched out his hand and strangled his neck, preventing him from making any sound.

The old butler smiled conspiratorially: "Don't worry, my master, the fun has just begun. Do you hear the sound of horse hooves? Those are the people I arranged. After a while, they will disperse your last guards and servants. Then kidnap your wife and children and take away the wealth you have accumulated for half your life..."