Yao Laoliu's eyes widened, and he immediately laughed and gave Lin Kun a thumbs up, "Kunzi, that's awesome!"
Lin Kun and others supported Zhang Yazi and walked underground. The police had not yet arrived at this place, but there were four or five big Russian men playing poker together at the door of the basement.
The soundproofing effect of this place is good, but despite the huge movement above, these people are still able to concentrate on playing. It must be said that they have specializations in the art, and those who have reached this level in poker must be the world's masters.
A few people had a great time playing, the table was filled with money, and no one even looked back at Lin Kun and the others.
This made Lin Kun and the other five of them feel very insignificant. Yao Laoliu coughed lightly, "Ahem, I'm talking about you..."
Yao Laoliu can speak Russian, but his spoken language is rather stiff. He originally wanted these people to pay attention to them, but before he could finish speaking, one of them, a big Russian man with a mohawk haircut, said:
He waved his hands and said impatiently: "Don't make such a fuss. If you have anything to do, wait till I finish playing cards. I'll wait for you."
Yao Laoliu's facial features were startled, and he turned around in embarrassment. The expressions on the faces of Lin Kun and others were also helpless. If these people hadn't been sitting at the main door leading to the underground darkroom, they would have really wanted to go there quietly.
When we walk in, it would be great if everyone is in peace, so why bother to use fists and feet to hurt the peace?
Lin Kun handed Zhang Yazi, who was supporting him, to Li Xufei, and walked towards the four or five big Russian men. From the expressions on their faces and the spray of saliva, it could be seen that the battle was fierce, and the table
Those idle change will definitely not be able to explain the magnificence of this battle situation.
Bang!
Lin Kun suddenly kicked the small square table in front of these people and kicked it away. Changes flew everywhere and poker cards were scattered all over the floor. These Russian guys who were having fun holding the poker cards in their hands one by one.
While deep in thought, some looked excited because the cards in their hands were good, some held three or two poker cards in their hands and were about to throw them on the table, and some looked at the table with a cautious look.
, and a listless head tilted...
The table suddenly flew away, and several people were stunned at the same time. One of them, a long-haired Russian man, stood up immediately, with anger on his face that seemed to spit out smoke from his nostrils, and cursed at the top of his voice.
: "Boy, you're looking for death!"
After this angry curse, he took a closer look at Lin Kun who was covered in blood, as well as the embarrassed Yao Laoliu and others behind him. The expressions on the faces of the big man and the others were all stunned, but they quickly reacted
He came over, showed a nervous attitude that was completely inconsistent with the card game just now, and said: "You... who are you!"
While I was talking, I took out everything in my hands, including daggers, pistols, and daggers.
Before these people could fully reveal the weapons in their hands, the three-sided military thorn in Lin Kun's hand was suddenly cut off. With a click, the clearly black pistol was cut off from the middle, and the gun holding the hand was cut off.
The big man holding the gun pulled the trigger at the same time, but heard a click and the brass-colored 7MM bullet fell to the ground.
The man suddenly looked at Lin Kun with a horrified look on his face, his expression and his open mouth, as if he had seen a ghost.
"you……"
Whoosh!
With a flash of black-gold light, his neck was cut open, and blood spurted out. Lin Kun dodged, and the big man fell down with a face full of reluctance while holding his hands.
"Kill him!"
The other big men roared together and rushed towards Lin Kun. The three-sided military thorn in Lin Kun's hand, this great oriental murder weapon nicknamed "Ghost Beast", became even brighter after being stained with human blood.
, the remaining four big men were released in an instant.
Three fell down, and the last big man left was the man with a mohawk who spoke first. He raised the short knife in his hand high and was about to chop it down at Lin Kun. At this moment, his whole body seemed to be stiff.
Usually, the hands are raised high and motionless.
"Open the door." Lin Kun glanced at the darkroom door and said.
"But, can you not kill me?" the big Russian man said, trembling.
"Do you have any room for negotiation?"
"Don't, don't kill me..."
The big Russian man shuddered all over and turned around to open the door.
The door is double-locked. If it weren't for the help of this big Russian man, Lin Kun and the others would probably have to go through a lot of trouble.
Lin Kun asked Yao Laoliu and others to go in first, but Yao Laoliu deliberately took a step behind and said to Lin Kun in a low voice: "Kunzi, you go in first, I will deal with this person."
Lin Kun nodded and walked in behind a few people. Just a few steps after walking in, there was a thump behind him. Lin Kun and the others did not look back, but they could still imagine that Mo
The burly Russian man with a Western-style haircut fell to the ground, lying in a pool of blood.
I walked forward along the dark room and finally came out of the drainage well in an alley. This alley was not far from the hotel, but it was very secret. No one would have thought that such a magnificent hotel would have a secret passage.
Leading to such an inconspicuous alley.
It was already past eleven o'clock at night. Lin Kun and the others struggled to open the cover of the drainage well. The scene in front of them was immediately embarrassing. There were several bars around here, and the alley was secretive, so
There are always those wild mandarin ducks who have drunk too much and are looking for excitement. They come here to take off their pants and vent their primitive desires.
As soon as Lin Kun and the others stuck their heads out, there were two people right in front of them. The woman was lying on the wall with her big fat butt raised. The man had half of his pants off, and he was holding the woman's buttocks and pounding them continuously.
The two heard a strange noise next to them, so the man stopped and looked at the manhole cover of the drainage well with the woman.
When they saw the bloody head protruding from the manhole cover, the man and woman immediately acted as if they had seen a ghost. They screamed and ran away without even having time to pick up their pants.
This is just a small episode. After Lin Kun and the others came up from the underground, the most important thing now is to send Zhang Yazi to the hospital, otherwise he will die soon in his current condition.
But I don’t know which local hospital in Russia is better. Moreover, large hospitals require strict procedures, so they definitely can’t go there, and small clinics are afraid that their limited skills will hurt their teeth.
If it was just an ordinary flesh injury, Lin Kun, Yao Laoliu and others could handle it. But the problem now is that Zhang Yazi's injuries were serious. Both hands and feet were penetrated by chains, and surgery was required to remove them.
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Lin Kun took out his cell phone and called Arnold Quincy, asking him to help find a solution. When Arnold Quincy heard that someone was seriously injured and could not go to a regular hospital, he thought of something. He said: "
Boss, just go back to the community and I will help you find someone to treat your friend..."