Chapter 337 Advance and retreat

PS: I wish my brothers a Merry Christmas first. If you have a girlfriend, try to achieve your goal as soon as possible. If you don't have a girlfriend, strive to find one today. Ha ha. Start YY

The situation has become more and more complicated. What confuses Zhou Tian most is the middle-aged Chinese man. What this man did in Peter Castle today has clearly shown that this guy is the helper of the Peter family, and Li Jue, who has been more shrewd than a monkey in Russia for more than ten years, does not grasp the situation of this man, which means that this man came to Russia. Not long after the country, is this person also from China? This person's hand is not lower than his own. What kind of school is he? Why do you help a foreigner to fight against himself?

These questions are linger in Zhou Tian's mind, but there is no answer. Ma Shaoping saw Zhou Tian sitting on the sofa cross-legged, motionless for a long time without saying a word. With a tall face, he sighed in his heart, gently returned to the bedroom, fell down on **, and stared at the roof of the house.

Night is coming again. The tall palace of Peter Castle was dark in the night, with only a few scattered windows shining yellow light. Several figures flashed faintly on the roof. In the light of the cold moon, the gun body flashed a chill. Countless surveillance probes rotate silently, and occasionally a few fierce dog barks from the castle, which makes people feel the gloomy and horrible here.

Two figures suddenly appeared in the south of the castle. The two were tall and short, and plain, as if the two ghosts rushed to Peter's Castle on the vast snowfield, only the black gun behind them reflected the moonlight. The two were extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, they came under the castle wall. The two stuck to the wall, dodged the monitoring probe, quickly took off their white clothes and put them into their bags on their backs, revealing a black leather coat.

The two looked at each other and nodded. One of the strong men, who was nearly two meters tall, took out the rope from his backpack, looked up at the roof, and toss the rope to the roof. Hearing a gentle "dang" from the roof, the man pulled the rope hard, confirmed that the hook was scratched firmly, and signaled another thin man to start to act. The man grabbed the rope with both hands, put his feet hard, and climbed to the roof. The man was obviously a master of climbing, close to the wall, with his toes on the wall, cling to the wall like a gecko, and arrived at the roof after a moment. His hands climbed on the edge of the building and waited for a gun guard to turn around. He jumped to the roof with both hands. There was already a dagger in his hand and two steps behind the guard. The dagger suddenly glided hard on the guard's neck. The guard only felt a cool air entering his body and covered his neck with his hands. "woo" exclaimed, and his burly body I'm going to fall. The short man held a knife in one hand and held the guard with the other hand. He slowly put it on the ground and looked around. Seeing that there was no more guard, he poked his head out of the women's wall and signaled safety to the tall man downstairs.

The tall man saw this man go up to the roof and pull the rope with his hands to climb up. Although the man is tall, his strength is even more amazing. The speed is not down at all. After a few suction, he has climbed to the roof of dozens of meters high. When the two met, one of them looked at the patio from the roof. The courtyard was dark. The man whispered, "Team Zhao, I don't think the situation here is right."

"Why is it wrong?" The tall asked softly. He was hidden behind the female wall on the roof of the building and carefully observed the movement downstairs. This man is Zhao Yuan, a subordinate of Sun Shilong, but the other is Jihu.

Jihu looked at the patio, faintly sensed the huge risk, and whispered, "Why can't you see a guard in the yard?"

Zhao Yuan also nodded. There was no sound in the yard and no one could be seen, but it made Zhao Yuan feel that there was a risk everywhere. It seemed that countless pairs of eyes were fiercely watching every move in the yard. He stared at the tiger and waited for the prey to appear.

Zhao Yuan and Jihu half squatted on the roof. This time, the two sneaked into Peter Castle according to the instructions of Wu Haode and Sun Shilong. They were prepared with two hands. First, it is best to kill Peter Bear. If Peter Bear cannot be killed, they also need to find out the deployment of the guards of Peter Castle to wait for Wu Haode and the Frot family to launch a joint attack. At this time, the two felt murder and hesitated.

The two hesitated for a moment on the roof, but the courtyard was still silent. Zhao Yuan sneered. When he became so timid, he was prepared. With their skills, there should be no problem for them to retreat with their whole body. His right hand stretched out his thumb and pointed to himself, and then the palm of his hand went down. His thumb withdrew, pointed to the main building in the courtyard with his index finger, and then pointed to the passage with his index finger, signaling Jihu to be responsible for guarding the retreat. Jihu stretched out his thumb and signaled Zhao Yuan to be clear.

The two took out the rope from their backpack and fixed it on the female wall, then held the rope in one hand and the handle of the gun in the other hand. They slid down quickly along the wall. In a blink of an eye, the two landed. According to the plan, Jihu lowered his body and wanted to touch it in the direction of the passage. Jihu still did not walk two meters. Suddenly, the lights in the courtyard were bright, and several lights shot from the roof and gathered on the two bodies. At the same time, there was the sound of bullets.

The two were stunned and were about to dodge to hide, but they saw the main door of the main building open, and a group of Russian men holding AK surrounded a white-haired old man and came out.

Countless AKs pointed to Zhao Yuan and Jihu's heads. The two had to stand still and throw down the rifle in their hands.

The white-haired old man laughed and said to Zhao Yuan and Jihu, "Why did you two come to my castle late at night?"

Zhao Yuan looked at the old man's white hair and guessed that this person should be Silof, the boss of the Peter family mentioned by Flamenko. Although Silof looked a little angry, he was not murderous. They all said that Russia was cruel. This white-haired Silof made Zhao Yuan feel a little kind. Is there any vitality?

Zhao Yuan looked at Jihu, and Jihu showed a bitter smile.

Zhao Yuan said to Silof in Japanese, "I have heard that Mr. Xihaofu is extremely rich, and our brothers have been so tight recently, so we came to look for some wealth from Mr. Silof."

When Xilov heard Zhao Yuan's Japanese, his expression suddenly became a little surprised. Peter Faloki behind him turned black and took two steps to take Zhao Yuan and Jihu.

Silove quickly stopped Faloki and said to Zhao Yuan and Jihu, "You don't need to say more, but please go back and tell Frokov that I, Silof, don't want to be his enemy." After that, he said to Falloki: "Open the door and let the two of them go."

"Father" Faloki shouted, "Let them go? They killed one of my brothers!"

"Leavle them away," Silof said softly with a cold face.

Faloki had to let people open the door.

Although Zhao Yuan and Jihu don't understand Xilov's intention, how can they live in danger for a long time when the door is opened? Zhao Yuan and Jihu flashed, rushed into the passage, and escaped under their feet.

When the two disappeared, Silof turned back to the main building, and Faloki followed him. He asked puzzledly, "Father, is it necessary for us to be so weak?"

Silov looked grimly. He sat down on the sofa, looked at Faroki standing aside, and whispered, "This is not a show of weakness, but our chance to survive."

Faloki was even more puzzled and looked at the white-haired Silof doubtfully.

"What do you think is the real crisis now?" Silof looked at the Faloki in front of him and asked attentively.

"Isn't our crisis the Chinese and the old beast of Frokov?" Faloki said.

Silove looked at Faloki with dissatisfaction and said, "Some dangers seem to be serious. In fact, it will cause some losses to the family at most, but it will not cause the family to be destroyed. And some crises seem calm, and once they break out, they will put the whole family in a desperate situation.

Fa Rocky seemed to understand what Silof meant and nodded.

Sylov looked at the two-meter-high strong man and said with a smile, "Don't bother. If you don't understand, you can't figure it. Just remember that our crisis is not those Chinese and Frokovs."

"So what's our danger?" Faroff asked confusedly.

"Ha ha" Silof smiled and did not give Farov an answer.

The Flor family castle on the outskirts of Braerki. Zhao Yuan and Ji Hu's faces turned a little pale, and the two of them have told the story. Wu Haode's tender white face was full of doubts. Frokov on the throne was also puzzled and analyzed the intention of Silof, the enemy. There is a huge conflict between the Fro family and the Peter family. Why did Silof let them go back after judging the two killers sent by the Frot family? What does it mean that you don't want to be your enemy? Frokov frowned and stared at Zhao Yuan and Jihu. What these two should be told is the same as the truth. Could it be that the Peter family has encountered a bigger crisis? Don't you have the strength to go against yourself anymore? But Petersyoff just took the position of president of the Russian Chamber of Commerce from himself a month ago. What risks can he encounter when he is really proud? Will the risk come from the stronger family?

Wu Haode looked at Frokov with a cold look and looked at Ban Heng. Seeing Wu Haode coming, Ban Heng stood up from the sofa. His three-inch figure looked even more obscene and funny in front of a group of Russian men. Ban Heng's face was angry, deliberately black-faced, and scolded Zhao Yuan, "Master Wu has been raising you for so many years, and he can't do this well. He has the face to come back. He also threw the gun not only humiliated Master Wu, but also made Mr. Flore face, two wastes."

Zhao Yuan said with a sigh and defended, "We didn't know that the old man had been prepared for a long time. Don't talk about this or that. I, Zhao Yuan, am also a man. Next time I will definitely bring my white-haired head to Buddha and apologize."

"Okay," Wu Haode saw that Ban Heng and Zhao Yuan sang and expressed their thoughts, so he said to Frokov, "Mr. Frot, your incompetence has broken Mr. Frot's face, and Haode is here to apologize. What do you think is our next step?

Frokov smiled and was silent.

(leisure for a ticket)

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