"Brother Li, tell me the origin of this thing."

"I don't know how specific it is. This guy committed a murder in your country of China. It is said that he was a murderer and killed a whole family."

What am I talking about? This guy is really a murderer, and he is also a criminal who wiped out families. He has committed a heinous crime.

"After killing someone, this guy stole the inner tire of a tractor truck and ran here along the Amur River. He first hid in the mountains and farmed for a few years, and then somehow ended up in Gongqingcheng.

Okay. This guy is ruthless and scheming. He even recruited some people from China and people from Chao County to form a gang. At first, he secretly moved some messy things, and later developed into collecting peace money, mainly...

He would not dare to accept the peace money from Chinese people from Chaoxian County, Han people and Japanese stupid people, but he would not accept it from Soviet people."

This guy is so clever that he can actually form a gang. The so-called peace money is protection money.

"Did you offend him?" Li Mingzhe asked Wan Feng after finishing Qin Guangbo's story.

"We met on the train to Komsomolsk. It was a bit festive."

"On the train? This guy went to Legah again. He has a home in Legah and will go there once or twice a month."

Wan Feng still vaguely remembers that Legaha seems to be between Blagoveshchensk and Khabarovsk.

"Legaha is so far away from here, why is his home there?"

"I don't know about this. He not only has one home, but also one in that city. I don't remember his real name, Qin Yuan or Qin Lan, but his nickname is Tarsal Maggot. He lives in Gongqingcheng.

The Han people in China and the people in Chao County in Chao County are very famous for being stupid. From this nickname, you can know the virtues of this guy. If you offend him, unless you run away immediately, he will torture you to death endlessly."

This is not surprising, almost everyone in the underworld behaves this way.

"I guess you're going to be out of luck. You might end up in a prison specifically for foreigners without documents."

"But I have documents."

"If they say you have it, you have it. If they say you don't have it, you don't have it. If you get angry, they will tear up your passport and visa, and you will become a stowaway."

Hold the grass!

Wan Feng cursed, saying that his outlook on life really needed to be reshaped. It had all been wiped out by the Soviets' lower limits. What if he didn't reshape it?

Not visiting the Soviet Union in my last life seemed to be the biggest loss. I really should have traveled to cities like Russia back then, and I wouldn’t have suffered such a big loss now.

Don't say that times have changed. Even if times are different, the lower limit of Maozi will not change.

Regardless of the fact that a few decades later it had an undisclosed alliance with China, it was because it was desperate, otherwise it would not have partnered with China.

For a country that doesn't even dare to own Chinatown, it's easy to imagine how wary it is of China. How could it come together with China unless it had to?

Li Mingzhe's mouth is quite accurate, and he may have been enlightened.

In the afternoon, his words came true, and Wan Feng was indeed taken out of the iron cage by the police.

"Comrade police, are you going to let me go?" Wan Feng asked in a friendly manner.

The word comrade came from the Soviet Union, and there was nothing wrong with Wan Feng calling the other party a comrade.

"You're in luck, kid from China. I'll take you to a fun place." A stupid policeman said with a sly smile.

When the police said this, Wan Feng knew that he was probably going to be taken to the prison that Li Mingzhe said was specially designed to hold foreigners without documents.

Wan Feng greeted Li Mingzhe: "Brother Li, let's go. See you again in the future."

Li Mingzhe also waved to Wan Feng.

After coming out of the police station, Wan Feng was put into a semi-enclosed police car and escorted by two policemen.

Because the car windows were closed, Wan Feng didn't know which direction the car was going, but from the shaking of the car, it seemed like the police car didn't make a few turns.

The two policemen didn't give Wan Feng any trouble, and they didn't put handcuffs or shackles on him.

They didn't communicate much with each other and seemed a bit bored.

After walking for about twenty minutes, the car stopped.

The car door opened outside and Wan Feng was pushed out of the car.

This is a forest surrounded by lush trees. There is a large yard in the woods. In the yard there is a three-story Khrushchev Building and a row of houses.

Wan Feng might not be qualified to enter the Khrushchev Building, because he was taken into a room in that row of houses.

There was a kang in the house. There were no beddings or anything else on the kang, just some urala grass scattered around.

Four Soviet people were sitting on the kang against the wall, looking at Wan Feng with eager eyes.

Wan Feng smiled at the four Soviet people and said hello in Chinese.

But no one paid attention to him, probably because he didn't understand Chinese.

From each other's eyes, these four people seemed to have a kind of malice towards him, and these four people seemed to have bad intentions.

Now I can only place my hope on Alexei.

I wonder if this old guy has any clever tricks?

Soon it was time for dinner, and the prison guard brought dinner.

There are no steamed buns in Soviet prisons, but I don't think the black bread Wanfeng is of higher quality than steamed buns. Looking at it, I guess if you use it to beat someone, it will be as effective as a stone.

The vegetable soup is similar to that of Chinese prisons, with a few vegetable leaves floating on top of the clear soup.

It can be seen that vegetable soup is very consistent with the principles of prison economics, and it is the most economical and affordable.

The four people did not touch the food.

Wan Feng didn't have any left, so he had to eat even if it didn't taste good. He needed to maintain his strength.

Those four guys probably couldn't eat it if they didn't want to eat it. This proves that these four guys don't eat this kind of food at all on weekdays. On the other hand, it shows that they are not in prison at all, but they were found temporarily.

Why did you find these four people?

There isn't even a mouse in this prison. Why are they here?

It was obviously for him.

Qin Guangbo saw him at the police station and explained the method to get him here. The purpose should be to destroy him.

This guy has some energy, even the police can command him to move.

So I’m going to have to cool off tonight?

Just after drinking vegetable soup, Wan Feng's mind was filled with so many random thoughts.

A small piece of bread didn't seem to fill him up, so Wan Feng picked up someone else's piece of bread and ate it.

Since these guys are here for him, there is no need to be polite. They are all enemies anyway.

The four guys saw Wan Feng enjoying his meal with sneers on their lips.

This Chinese guy still wants to eat.

After eating, Wan Feng did not get on the kang. Instead, he spread a handful of urala grass in a corner of the room, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!