Chapter 2997 Mr. Huaxi Qiao

Katyusha was attacked by seventeen gunmen, fifteen of whom were role-playing, showing the danger and terror of Katyusha's experience. This sudden bloody murder immediately attracted the attention of everyone from all over Russia, and everyone was inertially thinking that it must be the revenge of China.

To be more accurate, it is Zhao Heng's revenge on the Russian official. They speculated that Zhao Heng was surrounded and killed by the Russian army, and was desperate and paid for his blood debt. So they instigated the killer to come to Moscow to cause trouble and launch a cruel attack on the Russian powerful people. The Battle on Red Square was the beginning.

It can be judged from the other party's precise deployment that Zhao Heng will take revenge by any means. Unfortunately, although the killers sent by Zhao Heng are numerous and powerful, they are all well-trained and fearless, they still fail to fight against the tenacious resistance of four guards of the Katyusha family.

While the powerful and powerful were angry that Zhao Heng sent people to Moscow to make trouble and strengthen their own and their family's safety, they also subconsciously lamented the power of the Katyusha family. Faced with the attacks of seventeen precisely deployed gunmen, a few bodyguards not only protected Katyusha, but also killed all the gunmen that appeared.

However, some people are surprised by the Katyusha family. In their impression, the Katyusha family does not seem to have such amazing bodyguards. After all, they have to break out of the siege of the Zhao killer. There are probably only a handful of such masters. You must know that Zhao Heng has always been in a state of vain for things.

But it's all good, they all regard the battle on Red Square as a classic. At the dinner tables of many powerful people, the story of Katyusha's bodyguards fighting through the siege alone was mentioned again and again. It seems that repeating this battle can make Russia motivated, and Zhao Heng is no longer terrible.

The truth is always in the hands of a few people!

What Katyusha's father Abski hopes most now is how to pry open his daughter's mouth smoothly. He always turns this idea from home to hospital. Abski's face is white, short, and long eyes are slender. He looks at people like a policeman looking at a thief and conveys a warning message.

From his appearance, his appearance is much older than his actual age, and his temples can already be seen gray. However, his early military life still made his steps look heavy and powerful. It was just a pair of eyes that were bloodshot, which also witnessed his excessive indulgence in wine and color over the years.

However, few people in Russia dare to underestimate him. He was once the No. 1 billionaire in Russia and started the era of Russian oligarchy. The godfather of the Kremlin, an evil genius, and a stumbling block to the president. These nicknames are his complex relationship with the Russian political arena.

Although Lian Po is old, he still has an influence.

The wind and cold in winter became stronger, and the sun shone slanted through the window on Katyusha's slender body, but did not bring her much warmth. The patient's clothing was blown away by the heating. It was a cold hospital ward, but because Katyusha's wake up suddenly added thousands of charm out of thin air.

"Katyusha, do you say that a man of unknown origin will save you?"

After a simple questioning about his well-being, Absky stood in front of his daughter, gradually dissipating his smile and threw out a topic: "Not only did he take you out of the siege, but he also properly handled the wound on your body and took the bullet out of your ribs? And you know nothing about this person?"

Katyusha coughed: “Yes, I forgot!”

Absky's words were filled with disbelief, and it was obvious that he was suppressing his temper and trying hard to soften the tone of his speech: "Katyusha, then tell me how old he is? Which country is the one who speaks? What accent? You should know this?"

He looked at his daughter with deep eyes: "He can't say a word, right? With your intelligence, you shouldn't be able to tell his age, right? Katyusha, tell me all his information, I want to send someone to find him, I want to pay him in person, and thank him for helping you."

"I don't know! I really don't know! I forgot!"

Katyusha, who had completely relaxed on the hospital bed, looked at her father without blinking her eyelashes. She looked very innocent, with her beautiful big eyes wide open, and she was not afraid of the majesty of the superiors exposed on her father: "I was so scared that I forgot about the gunfight."

"I'm just a little girl, how could I remember so many things?"

Katyusha knew very well that the whole of Russia was calling for Zhao Heng to fight and kill him. Once the news of Zhao Heng in Moscow spread, the latter would probably never return to China. Therefore, even though this was a bit sorry for the country, her obsession with Zhao Heng still made her stick to the secret.

"What?"

Abski's lips were trembling with anger at this obvious lie. He was almost angry with his daughter and ran away on the spot. He shouted: "Don't you know? Don't know? If the other party doesn't know you, why did you save you? Or kill seventeen killers to provoke Zhao Heng."

"If you don't have any relationship, would he take such a risk?"

He took a step forward and looked at his daughter with a bright look: "And he is familiar with taking you to a hotel, Katyusha, you can be rude and willful, but today, you must inform the person who takes action. He is related to your future safety and the fate of the family."

Katyusha raised her pretty face: "I don't know, but I don't know. I don't know him, and I don't know why he wants to save me. If you want to know, just send someone to find him!" Then she changed her subject: "Actually, I don't understand why you are trying to catch who he is? Instead of looking for the murderer?"

"Did you decide to settle the matter if the other party didn't kill me?"

As one of the Russian oligarchs, Absky has never faced such unreasonable words: "You are protecting him, and I am becoming more and more curious about his identity. In my possession of the information of your friends, I don't seem to have information about this person. When did you know him?"

"He approached you, have you ever made any requests?"

Hearing these words from his father, Katyusha's face became ugly, and she endured the pain and stood upright on her upper body: "Father, I say it again, I don't know the other person at all, and I don't know who he is. There is no need for you to follow the truth, you must know that he will not hurt me!"

"Will you hurt you, it's not your own judgment!"

Abski shouted softly: "It's up to me to decide!"

Katyusha responded coldly: "I prefer to know who the murderer is!"

When Abski saw his daughter die, he didn't tell the other party about the information. It was clearly related to the attacker. Faced with the situation that he could not control, a hint of anger that could not be concealed across his face. Without thinking, he stretched out his hand and waved it hard on Katyusha's fair cheek.

"Bang!"

With a slight sound, time seemed to pause.

Abski was angry and kept his right hand movement, and originally planned to continue to issue such a warning: If you don't say it anymore, believe it or not, I will let you imprison you? Unexpectedly, he saw Katyusha covering her face with her hands, looking at her in disbelief at her.

Crystal tears slowly condensed in her eyes, and Absky's heart softened a little. As an oligarch, he was so-called wealthy family, and many nephews were always afraid and afraid in front of him. If someone was angry and was expelled from the house, he could use him to beat people with his own hands.

This was the first time he beat Katyusha, whom he loved the most, but he was unwilling to lower his head to apologize too quickly, so he kept looking at his daughter majestic. Katyusha also raised her pretty face, looked at her father tightly but didn't say anything, allowing the tears in her eyes to slide like pearls.

The two of them looked at each other like cockfighting, and neither of them was willing to show weakness.

Katyusha's fair and smooth cheeks gradually rose several blushed with finger marks. Absky's heart softened even more, and his anger had disappeared 90% of it, but the expression on his face was still sharp. He knew that he was too doting Katyusha to make this little girl lawless.

It would be fine if it was something else, but this Red Square attack was too important. He had to figure out every link. How could he let his daughter do whatever she wanted? No matter what, he would let the little girl admit her mistake and tell the story honestly.

At this moment, he saw Princess Katyusha suddenly lying back, tears in her eyes became even more surging, and she cried out in her throat: "Mom, I want my mother,,,"

The voice was so awed.

Absky couldn't help but think of the dead woman. Since childhood, even though Katyusha was naughty, she had never touched a finger. The more uncomfortable she felt, Katyusha had never cried since she was a child, and she was the most lovely person. Unexpectedly, she cried like this this time.

Alas, if you don’t say it, don’t say it. Isn’t there any surveillance camera to see? Can the corpse be detected? Can a survivor be tried? How could I hit this little girl today? Besides, she is also a victim. She is so impulsive. Perhaps it is the official pressure that makes him bored.

Seeing Katyusha lying there, crying in a low voice like a rain blowing pear blossoms, as pity as a bird lost in the wind and rain, Absky felt heartbroken. He tried to say a few words of persuasion and comfort, but he still didn't say it in the end.

He sighed, and finally his anger turned into guilt: "Okay, if you don't say it, don't say it, but if you don't have to go out again. If the other party attacks you with such a large battle, it means that they must die. If this time fails, it does not mean that the assassination will end."

When Katyusha turned her head and didn't look at him, Abski shook her head and walked out of the door, arranged for bodyguards to protect her around the clock when she was about to enter the elevator, a confidant walked over quickly and held the phone and whispered: "Mr. Abski, Mr. Qiao from West China wants to talk to you."

Abski frowned slightly: "Mr. Qiao?"

The confidant whispered: "Joe is not dead!"
Chapter completed!