Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.61 Strange place
"What's wrong?" Zhang Bi pointed to the person on the ground. Mark laughed: "There was a boy pretending to be a doorman and touched one of my bags."
Then he casually rummaged through the wallets of these people lying on the ground, took away several thousand lari, and stuffed them into his pockets. He swaggered over and shook hands with Zhang Bi. Zhang Bi said with a smile: "No one touched the bag, how are you?"
It’s good enough.”
The two looked at each other and smiled. Mark was muscular and just shy of two meters tall. He glanced condescendingly at Melpova and Katusha: "What? There are women accompanying me in Georgia, which is good." Zhang Ben shook his head: "Friends
.And my friend’s daughter.”
Katyusha suddenly looked at Mark, who was as tough as a diamond: "Brother, this man looks so strange. Like a monster..."
The corner of Mark's mouth twitched and he scratched his head: "I came over to buy some guy's goods and was going to pick someone up in Gronitz. I didn't expect to meet you here." "Are you busy? Why didn't I see your brothers?"
Zhang Ben said strangely.
Mark smiled and said cheerfully: "We're all gone. We divided some money, enough to eat and wait for death. I'm also wandering around, preparing to find someone to fight with or something. How about it? Make some time to have a fight?" Zhang
Ben smiled and said, "That's fine."
If he didn't rely on the Fountain of Life to stab the rose, his combat effectiveness would be the same as Mark's, or even worse, because Mark was equally gifted and had two hearts. When Mark was twelve cents old, he could kill four hundred people.
The strength of the muscles and bones to lift a kilogram object is really rare. However, Zhang Bi is not much different. They are both geniuses who are rare to see in a century. According to the best, "Wait for me for a few minutes."
He was not at all aware of how many people were lying on the ground. When he walked into Fengyue Street, Li Fengyue was stunned there. It was obvious that he had sold Mark a lot of things. This guy walked out quickly and said: "Hahahaha, this Li Fengyue
, the business is quite big. You also bought some guys? "For self-defense." Zhang Ben said with a smile.
Mark stretched out his thumb: "Let's go, I know a place where the food is particularly delicious. There is also wine there, a specialty of Georgia, golden." "You go back." Zhang Bi said to Erbova, "He and I
Go out for a walk."
Melpova was stunned, but hesitated to speak. Finally, she compromised and made a phone call. A Land Rover drove over. Melpova and Katyusha got into the car. The little Loli looked depressed.
Zhang Ben smiled and said: "When I come back, I will bring you a box of chocolates." The little Loli immediately started to smile.
Mark said blankly: "***, transporting a car is quite valuable. The woman you hooked up with is either rich or noble." "Melpova Arvaev, the daughter of the Georgian steel tycoon." Zhang Bi raised his head.
He looked at Mark and said.
Mark slapped his forehead: "I wonder why you look so familiar. I almost wanted to work for that fat guy for three days, but my brothers happened to have something to do, so they didn't agree. Tsk tsk, that fat guy has a lot of money."
However, he was not a kidnapper, and he did not play such dirty things. He spat at the group of Georgian youths who were groaning on the ground. Mark stepped on a boy and walked over.
The two of them drifted away. There were many alleys here, and some girls could be seen on both sides. Next to the street lights in the alleys, in the evening, the dim lights would make these girls look even more coquettish. "Is there any?
Are you interested in having two prostitutes?" Mark patted Zhang Bi and asked. "Not interested." Zhang Bi shook his head and said with a smile.
Mark smacked his lips and said, "That's right. Excessive indulgence can harm your body. But I have two hearts, so I have a lot of advantages over you."
The implication is that even if he indulges in lust, it doesn't matter.
Zhang Bi smiled and said: "You are great, you just want to live a few years longer than others."
"Hey, where do you come from so many ideas? Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor!"
He is a lively and unrestrained man who goes out in the wind and rain. He has always been accustomed to running wild. He is also a first-class hero when he travels outside. However, his reputation is not well-known in the country. However, Mark does not intend to hang out in the country. After all, a bad person is to be punished.
He was eating fried tofu with peanuts, but he didn't think about dying cowardly by a gun.
When we arrived, we heard a loud noise. The average annual temperature in Tbilisi is 11.2 degrees Celsius. The climate is absolutely pleasant. It is located between the Caspian Sea and the Black Sea. It is definitely a resort and a treasure.
Maybe it's because the environment is good, but the people raised here are full of a lazy and undisciplined mood, just like those Western Europeans on the banks of the Seine...
The life of Tbilisi people cannot be said to be luxurious, but laziness and hedonism have spread hopelessly since 1991, and their Excellency Cai Hang's pro-Americanism has even more...
This kind of disorderly freedom was regarded as a beacon of democracy, but the result was only chaos.
What is somewhat incomprehensible is that the Georgians, who have only about 20,000 standing troops, have an inexplicable sense of arrogance, and they treat the Russians with disdain and indifference.
This feeling is like what South Korea is to China. The small countries on the peninsula always use a deformed sense of arrogance and superiority to ignore the existence of a huge country. "This is a good place."
Mark laughed and pushed the door open. When he entered, the entire noisy hall fell silent. This huge body, strong muscles, countless scars, and weathered eyes,
Although Zhang Bi can't see the scars, the toughness of a traditional Chinese pure man is still engraved on his face. "I've been away from Wuxi for more than half a year. Would you like to have a drink? You won't get drunk from the gin wine here.
This is a chaotic wine, the things inside are very rough and retro, with a kind of roughness and savagery from the Vikings and Cossacks.
Rough pine chairs, huge logs for dining tables, even rougher wooden platforms, strong men in simple and flamboyant clothes, and mercenaries in camouflage uniforms and camel boots with sharp eyes.
On the long table next to the fireplace, there were potatoes and beef, which were steaming in earthen pots. The flames in the fireplace were burning fiercely. The table was covered with daggers and all kinds of things.
have.
They looked at potatoes and cut beef with dark red daggers, and then looked at Mark and Zhang Bi with critical eyes. The aura of these two oriental ferocious beasts was the same as that of many people, but they were different.
"This is the land of the free." Mark laughed loudly, then slapped a Larry with a face value of 100 on the wooden table and shouted: "Give me three bottles of Sunset and one bottle of Queen of Darez!" "Not enough money.
!" The bartender wiped the cup and said coldly.
Mark chuckled, rubbed his hands together, and ten bills were arranged in a fan shape. The bartender raised his eyelids, then put the bills away very quickly, and then nodded, "Wait a moment." Zhang Ben was about to sit down.
But he saw a strong black man coming over, pulling up the chair, and Zhang Bi said coldly: "Put it back!" The strong black man looked at him arrogantly, but he didn't expect Zhang Bi to punch it out with his backhand.
It is the backhand punch, and the strength of the phalanx determines how powerful such a punch is.
Obviously, this strong black man is not made of metal, so he will make a cracking sound of bones breaking. Then the whole man flies out. Bang!
He fell down on a wooden chair and lay on the ground. He stood up twice. He was in so much pain that he didn't even make a cry. He just opened his mouth wide and wanted to cry out, but he couldn't.
Zhang Ben snorted coldly, and suddenly stuck a military thorn on the table, then pulled the chair closer and sat down. There were daggers stuck on the tables around him, but there was only this one military thorn.
In the field of close combat, no one has broken the record of Chinese soldiers. Of course, there is no need to go into details about where the record was set. The three-sided military spur is a nightmare.
Mark laughed, and also took out a military thorn and pierced it on the table. Zhang Bi was stunned: "You also use this?" "Hey, this is handy, isn't it? Prick it, ninety degrees... zizizizi...
Biao Xue, that feeling is really great."
Mark was about to uncork a bottle of gold wine, took a sip and smacked his lips: "You should also drink some, this stuff is not a dry red, it has no sugar removed! It is a sweet wine!"
Generally speaking, high-end wines are desweetened, but Georgia only had the prototype of an ancient city in the fourth century, and some castle owners in the past had different pursuits of wine. In the seventeenth century
, there once was a noble who liked sweetness, so at that time, he had been serving the nobles, and a golden wine with the color of the sunset was born, and this kind of wine was sweet. The price was not expensive.
Eighty-five lari, which is a matter that can be solved with just a few hundred dollars at home. "Hey! You two guys! You are so arrogant!"
Two more strong black men stood up. They spoke English. Mark laughed: "You losers, do you want to complain about why other men are so strong because you have no balls? Hahahahaha, you guys
These nigger bitches, in this place, aren’t the strongest the best?”.
The bartender was wiping the glass as usual, holding a hay toothpick in his mouth, his eyelids were drooped, and suddenly he took out an automatic rifle from under the counter, pointed it at the two black men, and then said: "Take the men and get out."
Mark showed his white teeth and laughed. The two black men had to take the guy lying on the ground away from Qiao. "There seem to be a lot of mercenaries here," Zhang Bi said.
He drank a glass of wine and felt that the wine tasted really good, and Mark was right, this thing should not be drunk.
The two of them had a bottle each and touched it.
Mark laughed and said: "The Chechens are going to do something big, and everyone is just doing it for a living.
"Oh, you said you were going to Gronitz."
Zhang Bi nodded and said.
↓Ha... this wine tastes so good." Mark took a deep breath, and then said with a smile, "I will take you to a place later, it is absolutely clean, there are many virgins, Eastern European horses, and Vietnamese girls.