As the group of people left, a lot of wooden sticks and metal rods were thrown on the ground. The whole fight lasted only a few minutes, but among the people involved, except for the big men who were still lying on the ground and couldn't get up,
, only Feng Yifeng received a stick on his back, and he is still in burning pain.
Ruan Long and Mu Chen rushed over to see Feng Yifeng's injury. The giant man also threw away the wooden stick in his hand, came to Feng Yifeng and said: "Let's leave quickly, my home is not far from here.
Come to my house first to check on the injury. I think it’s not too serious, just apply some medicine and you’ll be fine.”
Ruan Long was still a little worried about this giant man. He originally helped Feng Yifeng to leave, but as soon as he helped him up, the injury on his back was affected, and Feng Yifeng couldn't help but cry out in pain: "Be gentle, it hurts."
"It's better to come with me quickly. The police will be here soon. You don't want to go to the police station to drink tea, right?" The giant man ignored them, picked up the items he had placed not far away, and headed to the other side of the market.
leave.
"We'd better follow him. He helped us just now, so he probably won't hurt us." Just for a moment, Feng Yifeng felt pain in his back as if it was being burned. As long as he stood straight, his back would be affected.
The pain in his back muscles made him break into a cold sweat.
Ruan Long and Mu Chen supported Feng Yifeng, who was bent over, and walked into the market again and left on the other side. Chen Jing originally wanted to go home immediately, but now that Feng Yifeng was injured, he had no choice but to ignore it.
Follow closely behind.
Juhan’s home was really not too far from the flea market. Within ten minutes of walking, they arrived at a three-story apartment. Juhan led them all the way to the highest floor. It turned out that Juhan only rented the apartment at the top.
I live in the utility room on the top floor. Fortunately, the place is quite tidy and the place is not too small. Otherwise, if so many people come in, there will be no place to turn around.
Pointing to an obviously enlarged bed, he said: "Let him lie down first. I have your Chinese medicine for bruises here. Just rub it and it will be fine. The blood stasis will be dispersed soon." Then there was a message.
He took out a bottle of dark medicinal wine from the shelf and shook it in front of Feng Yifeng.
I really can't tell that Chinese medicinal wine has markets in foreign countries. But in this regard, Mu Chen is obviously an expert. He used to practice martial arts, but his grandfather used medicinal wine to grow up. As a result, the medicinal wine in the giant man's hand,
He opened it and smelled it and said: "No problem, there are some blood stasis dispersing medicines such as Panax notoginseng, musk and dragon's blood."
The giant man didn't mind Mu Chen's actions, but quietly got a few glasses of water for everyone, and then began to sort out the things he bought. "You guys rest here for a while, that group of people may also go to gather people, they
They've been running rampant in this area for a long time, and even the police can't do anything about them."
Feng Yifeng has now taken off his shirt. There is a purple-black bruise on his back. It can be seen that the force of the stick just now was very heavy. If he had not been in good physical condition after a long period of exercise, this would have been enough.
The stick might be enough for him to lie down in the hospital. Mu Chen naturally took on the responsibility of a temporary doctor, pushing the blood and dispersing the blood stasis for him, but every time he pushed, Feng Yifeng's face turned pale with pain.
"Thank you for helping us just now. I don't know what your name is?" Ruan Long stretched out his hand to thank the giant man and introduced himself: "These are our young master and his uncle. My name is Ruan Long and his is Mu Chen.
Judging from your skills just now, you must have come from the army, right?"
The giant man shook hands with Ruan Long, nodded to Mu Chen and said: "My name is Andrei Leonid Yevich, you can call me Andrei. I think both of you are from the army.
Of, the Chinese People’s Liberation Army?”
Ruan Long shook his head and said: "I am of mixed Chinese and Vietnamese descent, and Mu Chen is Chinese, but neither of us are Chinese."
At this time, Feng Yifeng, who had already recovered his breath, interrupted and asked: "Andre, are you a Soviet?"
Andre's expression changed, and the veins on his forehead popped out, but he quickly covered it up. "I am a Cossack, and the Soviet Union has nothing to do with me."
"Cossacks? Aren't Cossacks the Soviets?" Feng Yifeng and Chen Jing were very curious. Everyone in the world knew that the Soviets refer to all the republics in the Soviet Union, and the Cossacks are naturally included in this list. How can Ande
Lie said he was a Cossack, but did not admit that he was a Soviet?
Andre also knew that they must have misunderstood him, so he took out a bottle of wine that should be vodka, drank a few sips, then sat across from Feng Yifeng and said: "We just met for the first time, there is no need to say so many other things."
It's about that. From now on, you should go to that flea market less often, but I think you are a young master from a rich family. If you want to go, just bring a few more people with you. Although there are more people in that group of gangsters, they don't have much fighting power.
The two bodyguards around you are enough to deal with them, but you should bring more people to protect your own safety."
It was not a good idea to meet by chance and find out the identity of the other party, as long as Andre had no ill intentions. But then Feng Yifeng was attracted by several sabers hanging above the room. These sabers were not the kind of sabers used for command.
, but the saber used by cavalry. In Andrei's home, he recognized the Damascus saber, the Tsarist Russian 1881 Chasik, the Caucasus saber and the Cossack cavalry saber known as the "Eagle's Claw".
Judging from the mottled rust color on the scabbards of these sabers and the degree of wear on the handles, they should have been used for many years and are not the kind of handicrafts specially used for collection.
"Are all these sabers yours, Andre? It seems that you like to collect sabers. No wonder you just fell in love with the fake King's Sword over there. But I don't think your taste is that bad. How could you see it?
The one with the fake sword?"
"I have long seen that the sword is fake, but I am curious about what kind of steel it is made of and the quality is good, so I want to talk to the stall owner. If the price is right, I can buy it for collection.
No problem." After a few sips of wine, Andre became more talkative.
"It seems that I am nosy. It turns out that you have already seen that the sword is fake, so the blow I received is not worth it." Feng Yifeng smiled bitterly, why should he meddle in other people's business? And let himself get hurt, if
If Weng Meiling knew about it, she would definitely be laughed at. "Do you collect all these sabers? Can I take a look?"
Andre took the Damascus saber from the wall and pulled it out with a "choking" sound. A chill hit everyone's faces. "These sabers are not collections, they are the ancestors of my family."
Used. This Damascus saber was used by my grandfather, who was a cavalry general during the Tsarist Russia. This sword was a trophy from killing an Ottoman Turkish cavalry general, and later became his own saber.
.And this one was used by my grandfather and was given to him by the Russian Emperor." Pointing to the 1881-style Qashik, he said with pride on his face.
"The other Caucasian saber and Cossack cavalry sword were used by my grandfather and uncle when they fought against the Soviet Red Army. The others are their trophies. But they have all passed away, and only these few sabers remain.
As a souvenir." At this point, Andre took a few sips again and became sentimental.
After talking, Andre told Feng Yifeng and the others some of his own situation. It turned out that several generations of Andre's descendants were Cossack cavalry warriors in Tsarist Russia, reaching the highest level of cavalry general. In the 18th century, the Russian Tsar discovered The bravery and fearlessness of the Cossacks can be used in battles, so they bribed the Cossack upper class by paying salaries, dividing land, etc., and controlled the Cossack army, and served as pawns to consolidate their rule and carry out aggression and expansion. The Cossack Army once became the main force of Tsarist Russia's expansion into Central Asia. , the vanguard of aggression and expansion in Siberia and Northeast my country. He burned, killed, and looted wherever he went, earning a bad reputation.
Before the October Revolution, Andrei's family was once the butcher's knife in the hands of Tsarist Russia and became the executioner to suppress the Red Army many times. After the success of the revolution, Andrei's great-grandfather fled to southern Russia and became the core fighting force of the White Army.
, in the end he had no choice but to flee abroad, unable to return to his hometown for the rest of his life, and finally lived in Austria for the rest of his life.
In order to restore the glory of the family and to let the Cossack cavalry become the protagonists on the battlefield again, Andrei's grandfather once again put on the military uniform. During World War II, he returned to the Soviet Union again and secretly contacted some Cossacks who were interested in overthrowing Stalin's rule and some other people who were under the influence of Stalin.
The persecuted ethnic minorities were allowed to participate in the Third Reich's attack on the Soviet Union. At that time, Andrei's grandfather was holding a Cossack-specific cavalry sword on the battlefield and waving it at his comrades. They, a group of Cossack cavalry
, and naturally became the vanguard of Hitler's attack.
I really don’t know if Andre’s grandfather was lucky or not. In the Battle of Stalingrad, the German army failed. He and some remaining cavalry embarked on the road to retreat, but they could only run on two legs at that time.
He was quickly overtaken by T34, and a shell exploded not far from Andre's grandfather. However, he did not die, but one of his legs was missing. When he woke up, he was already lying on the plane.
Later, he went to Sicily, Italy, to recuperate. Until the Allied forces landed there, Andre's grandfather naturally became a prisoner of the US military. Fortunately, he was already disabled, and the Allied forces had no interest in him, so they quickly released him.
.
Without a leg, Andre's grandfather no longer had the joy of life. When he was recuperating in Italy, he thought a lot. Even if he had the fastest horse and the sharpest sword, it was impossible to fight against the torrent of steel. The cavalry
The era was gone forever, and his family's glory for the cavalry could no longer be realized again. He returned to France, which had been liberated, and picked up Andre's father, who was still settled there, and hid in a countryside in Germany.
He spent the rest of his life in a small town. Andre was born in Germany, probably the Federal Republic of Germany, which is West Germany.
Later, Andre's father had no interest in restoring the family's glory, and now there were no battles to fight, so he spent his life farming in West Germany. Seeing that his son was so unsatisfactory, Andre's grandfather set his sights on
On his own grandson. After Andre graduated from high school, he sent him to a military academy in West Germany. Later, relying on his own ability, he entered the 9th Brigade (gsg9) of the West German Border Guard and became a member of the team.
Heavy firepower hand.
After Andre retired, he traveled around Europe and came to live in the UK. He didn't want to go back to that rural town to spend the rest of his life. He wanted to see the outside world. He is now in the UK