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Chapter 618

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Ivanov, who had always been a man of few words, finally spoke. "Are you from Ukraine?"

Bafra looked at Ivanov nervously, then looked at Li He, and said firmly, "No, I'm from Belarus."

"You can tell from this accent?" Li He listened to Jiang Baojian's translation and felt curious. From what he heard, Russian was almost the same accent, so how could he tell where they were from?

Jiang Baojian said, "Although the Belarus people have their own language, they still use Russian in private, but it's still different from the Russian language. Nouns, verbs, infinitive, trill, it's almost the same as Ukraine. This kind of difference is even easier to distinguish than the local accents and dialects. "" Oh. "Li He thought for a moment. It was probably the difference between Singapore English, Indian English, and American English.

Ivanov said angrily, "Then you shouldn't stay here anymore. There are killings everywhere, and the war is going to break out! You should leave here as soon as possible, Russians no longer welcome Belarus people. "

"I want to earn enough money, I want to go to America!" Bafra was also very nervous. The Georgians and Azerbaijanis who lived near her had long sold their houses and returned to their hometown. Moscow's train station was full of people, some escaped from here, some escaped from other places, many old people, and many children.

The whole of Moscow was like a huge train station, or a big truck convoy.

The trucks on the street were all weapons, weapons and bread. Everyone had a weapon in their hands, and they teased and ridiculed their former compatriots, and now foreigners.

Everyone paid attention every day, where the guns were fired, and where the explosions were.

The screaming and crying, it wasn't one person, it was a group of people.

A group of armed men without military uniforms, with submachine guns, chased foreigners like her, robbing them of their food and property.

She had lived in Russia all her life, understood their habits, language, and she loved them, but these people suddenly lost their humanity, how could they point their guns at her?

Previously, everyone was Soviet, everyone loved each other, and united, but now they were divided into Georgians, Azerbaijanis, Russians, and Belarusians.

Even the school was in chaos, they dared to shoot their own teacher, because he was Georgian, and dared to fail them in exams.

She wanted to escape, but she had nowhere to go. Her parents were no longer around, and she had no relatives in her hometown. It was meaningless for her to return to her hometown.

She loved to watch movies, only Western movies, because Western movies would not remind her of her current life, where she could daydream as she pleased.

Li He was silent for a moment. "Come with me. I'll send you to America."

He understood the woman's choice. Many people yearned for the American Dream.

Nothing in the world is difficult for the rich!

Without much hesitation, Bafra agreed to go with Li He. This man would send her to the United States as a reward for saving her life, which couldn't be better.

Li He, on the other hand, felt the strong propaganda of the values of the United States. Compared to the level of the Five Warriors in China, it was a world of difference.

Even some American companies' adverts were better than China's. For example, in order to show their security and privacy protection, Apple actually let the American BI play a friendly role.

B got a terrorist's phone. Unlock it for me.

Apple, on the other hand, refused to do so, citing the security of users' personal information.

Then the whole world was amazed!

This was indeed a great company! Who would have thought that the Snowden incident had only just happened.

Only Hua Qiangbei was unconvinced. Give it to me. If I can't unlock it in 30 minutes, I'll die in front of you!

So sometimes, Li He admired the Americans for this. Their propaganda was amazing! No matter what kind of film, the Statue of Liberty, the Star-Spangled Banner, and the streets of Manhattan were all frequent scenes.

Foreigners could differentiate Americans, the American Dream, the American government, the American government, and the American companies. I hate the American government, but I like the American Dream. There's nothing wrong with that.

But their attitude towards the Chinese was different. The Chinese were basically the same type as the Chinese government. The Chinese were all clones, created from the same mold. They were all brainwashed, lost their freedom, and were poor wretches.

The simplest example was countries like Vietnam and Japan. The Americans had caused so much harm to them, but they still sacrificed themselves for the United States. As for China, they didn't do anything to them. They were the victims, and they hated them to the core.

Although it was related to the country's economy and military strength, Sun Tzu's Art of War said that attacking the city was inferior, attacking the heart was superior. Propaganda was too important!

After Lan Shifang removed the door plank, she added a blanket on it. After Li He lay on it, she added another blanket on Li He's body.

"Let's go." Li He said to Bafra after he laid down.

"I have to give my horse to someone else to take care of before I can go and find you." Bafra was reluctant to part with her horse.

Jiang Baojian gave the hospital and hotel address to Bafra. At the same time, he asked about the location and details of Li He's accident. This revenge must be taken.

Everyone returned the way they came and carried Li He to the car.

Moscow State Hospital. As one of the few medical institutions that were still operating normally, the moment Li He's motorcade arrived, the arrangements were immediately made. Li He stayed in the best ward and was treated by the best doctor. Even the nurses were the prettiest in the hospital.

Because Li He's shoulder was pierced through, the bullet was no longer in his body. However, there was obvious external bleeding and internal bleeding, along with muscle burns.

The doctor carefully cleaned the wound and changed the dressing. They fully removed the foreign body and necrotic tissue in the wound, removed the pus, and restitched the wound.

After the wound was treated, Li He didn't have the strength to speak anymore, but he still told Pan Song, "Get me something to eat first."

He just wanted to eat something first and have a good sleep.

Pan Song said, "Eat some porridge. It will be served soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, two nurses pushed a dining cart over.

Li He unceremoniously wolfed down the porridge. He threw the spoon to the ground and directly picked up the bowl to drink. However, this was the most delicious porridge he had ever tasted, because he was really hungry.

"Quick, give me a cigarette." As usual, he would have a cigarette after a meal.

Pan Song hesitated. "The doctor said that I can't drink or smoke."

In the end, he couldn't resist Li He's piercing gaze, so he passed him a cigarette and helped him light it.

The nurse wanted to stop him, but she knew that these people were rich and powerful, so she didn't say anything. She pushed the dining cart out of the ward and closed the door.

Li He blew out a ring of smoke, trying to get rid of all the bad and foul air in the air.

"Have you found them?"

He was very concerned about this problem. He wanted to find those four bastards as soon as possible! How dare they open fire! He had never been so cowardly before! He must crush these bastards to death!

Ding Shiping said, "I've been to the place where you got into trouble. I've already asked Martici and Ivanov to find out who the people there are. We should have results in a few days."

In Moscow, human lives were cheaper than dogs. These scumbags almost made him commit a grave mistake. He didn't mind shooting those scumbags. It wasn't like he had never killed before!

"My watch is not a luxury watch. It's not worth much, and I can't sell it as a second-hand. These people should be wearing it. Keep an eye on them. Also, one of the tall men has a long lymph node on his ear. It's easy to recognize. "Li He would never forget these people even if they turned into ashes!

After Pan Song and the rest agreed, Li He waved them out. He wanted to have a good sleep now.

The next day, Liu Baoyong and the rest, as well as the people from the embassy, came.

There were even some Master Dao from Moscow. It was not until Li He disappeared that these people realized how important Li He was. No matter if it was the Commercial Bank or the Delta Bank, they had all stopped operating because of Li He.

No one could borrow money from the Commercial Bank anymore.

Currently, Pan Youlin was in charge of the Commercial Bank of Moscow. Before the situation was clear, he had implemented a conservative strategy and reduced the number of businesses.

Hence, Li He's safe return was a blessing from heaven to these Master Dao from China!

They didn't know where Li He got so much money from and how he was so successful. There was no such thing as success without a reason. There must be a reason for one's success, such as good luck.

In short, there was nothing wrong with sucking up to him. Hence, waves of people came to visit him in the ward. Li He's mouth was dry from dealing with them.

Liu Baoyong smiled and said, "Let me be the bad guy."

He blocked everyone in the corridor of the hospital and shouted, "Comrade Li He appreciates your kind intentions. However, the doctor said that he needs to rest. Please understand."

"We have to put down our gifts." Someone was unhappy with Liu Baoyong.

"Yes, yes. We will go in and greet him. We will not disturb him."

"We can't come here for nothing."

“”

Everyone was talking at once.

Pan Song came out and said, "Thank you, everyone. I will accept your gifts on behalf of Boss Li. Please leave your name cards. When he is discharged, he will definitely treat everyone."

Originally, everyone was here to curry favor with Pan Song, and it was not good to shed all pretense of cordiality. Seeing that Pan Song insisted on doing this, they could only resentfully leave their name cards or notes and then leave in unison.

After everyone left, Liu Baoyong and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Ambassador Liu said to Li He, "In the afternoon, Moscow's police chief Yakunin, the chairman of the security committee Stepashin, and the first deputy prime minister Aksenenko will come over. This is a must."

Li He was puzzled. "I don't know any of these people. Why would they come to see me?"

Yuan Ming replied, "Do you think they are here for free? You have caused quite a commotion."

Pan Song said embarrassedly, "Brother Li, in order to find you this time, we basically used up all our resources."

In order to inquire about Li He's whereabouts in Moscow, if they did not agree with each other, they would start a fight with the local hooligans. Ivanov alone took the lives of five or six people. For a time, Moscow was in a state of panic.

Pan Youlin said, "Yeltsin's government may borrow money from the Commercial Bank and Delta Bank. Aksenenko and Yegor Gaidar have expressed this to me."

"Borrow money?"

Li He was happy. He was afraid that they would not lend him money!

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