Chapter 119 Sense of Crisis

A luxurious Mercedes-Benz car slowly stopped on the dilapidated road some distance away from the Workers' New Village in the south of Moscow, and a young man in a black Adidas sportswear got off the passenger seat , trotted around the back of the car and opened the door, respectfully invited out Ivankov who was sitting in the back row. ＊』

"Boss, this is it!" The young man said, pointing to a busy construction site in the distance.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Ivankov watched the construction vehicles coming in and out in the distance without saying a word, and suddenly felt an inexplicable and inexplicable tension in his heart. During this period of time, for some reason, construction in the south of the city, which has never been cared about by anyone, suddenly started construction again. Ivankov couldn't help but feel strange. His site is located near this area. As long as there is any movement from the government, Ivankov will Even husbands can't take it lightly, after all, this is the place where Ivankov lives.

But now Ivankov has not had direct contact with these construction workers. The areas where the construction started are relatively close to the urban area, and Ivankov’s lair is further south, but there are still some bad signs. into his ears. His younger brother told him that recently, people from the government often come here to inspect the buildings that have been shut down. Ivankov thinks this is a dangerous signal, which means that the government may redevelop this area. This is Ivan. The situation that Ivankov didn't want to see the last time, but then something even more surprising happened. Ivankov's men discovered that the young man Petrov brought last time was actually the new Deputy Secretary of the Youth League Committee in Moscow. His photo is clearly It was printed in the newspaper, and the subordinates who saw that guy last time were very impressed with him. After all, this guy bought an Aston Martin limited edition sports car generously, which made them earn a lot of money.

Ivankov couldn't figure out how old Petrov got involved with the secretary of the Youth League Committee, but he felt a little panic. Did old Petrov defect to the government, or help the government deal with him? This made Ivankov a little worried.

Now that Ivankov has become suspicious of Petrov, he naturally dare not contact him again. He couldn't figure out why a secretary of the Communist Youth League would spend a lot of money to order him an Aston Martin. He didn't want to think about the meaning in it. He only knew one thing, that is, people from the government were going to invade his territory. Do something and get these guys to kill this idea.

"How many hours do they work every day?" Ivankov asked his men.

"From 9:00 am to 5:00 pm, and then these construction workers are off work!" the subordinate replied.

"Think of a way and give them a warning!" Ivankov walked back into the car after finishing speaking. Just when his subordinates thought that Ivankov had finished explaining, Ivankov suddenly rolled down the window again. He added: "Try to be restrained, don't make things big all at once!"

The subordinate hurriedly nodded and said yes, and trotted away from here.

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A Soviet Airlines flight landed at the airport in New York at night, and Grigory put away the notebook he had written all the way and began to prepare for landing. This is the second time he has come to the United States. Unlike the last time he represented the country in the competition, this time Grigory came to help at the request of Sergey's friend. Grigory came despite Seryozha's telling him that he was not obliged to come.

Grigory followed the crowd slowly out of the gate of the airport. Just after he passed the customs, he saw outside a strong man in a suit and leather shoes holding a sign with his name on it. It is particularly conspicuous in the airport. Grigory hurriedly started trotting, stretched out his hand, and said kindly, "Hello, I'm Grigory!"

Yuri was reminded by Grigory's voice, and he came back to his senses. He quickly held Grigory's hand and said, "Nice to meet you, I always hear Sergey talking about your deeds, you can Call me Yuri, my car is outside, let's go first!"

Yuri took Grigory's luggage, and the two quickly left here.

Came to the underground parking lot, got into the car, and the car left the airport quickly.

"I didn't expect to come here again to gamble. I had a great time with Seryozha last time at Taj Mahal! By the way, I heard that you also have a casino. Where is it?" Grigor Li asked.

"Ha! Didn't Seryozha tell you! Now the Taj Mahal is our casino, including you as one of the owners, don't you know? Seryozha relied on you to earn a thousand I think you can spend the rest of your life without doing anything!" Yuri said to Grigory with a smile, and he didn't regard this little guy as an outsider at all.

"Ah? How long has it been since Taj Mahal was actually bought by Seryozha? How did he do it?" Grigory asked suspiciously.

"It's very complicated. Actually, I don't know it very well. Most of the time, Sergei Shale told me to do what I did. I used to mess around in the Gorky Automobile Factory. I never thought that I could live in this life." Such a day!" Yuri said with some emotion.

The car quickly drove into the Waldorf Astoria Hotel in the center of the city. Yuri parked the car in front of the porch of the hotel, casually threw the key to the doorman, and walked into the hotel with Grigory. It was too late, and it was impossible for the two of them to return to Atlantic City today, so Yuri naturally wanted to find a better place to entertain Grigory.

The two first came to the restaurant to fill their stomachs, and then after consulting Grigory, Yuri took him to the bar here to have a few drinks and relax.

Seryozha told Yuri Grigory's preferences, Yuri ordered a glass of yogurt and a glass of whiskey, and the two began to sit aside and chat.

"Seryozha told me that you have all been in the Gulag, tell me what it looks like inside?" Grigory asked curiously.

"It's really not a good place inside. There's so much to do, so much to fight, and you have to be on guard against revenge all the time! Sergey Sha is the one who took his father out of the house after living there for less than a month. Run out!" Yuri said with emotion.

"Oh! He never told me this, how did he do it!" Grigory asked curiously.

"Dad told me that he blew up the warehouse of the prison as soon as he connected the wires, and then they used the magnesium powder used for fitness to burn through the gate of the prison and escaped in the chaos. After that, they stole a car and came to Gorky... ..."