A few minutes later, at a street intersection, two old men carrying bags in front of them suddenly separated and headed in two directions, one to the left and one to the right.
Damn it.
Chen Xi cursed in his heart, picked a random person and chased after him.
Wang Xianqi behind him headed to the other side.
Pedestrians on the street looked at the chasing people and didn't feel anything strange. They seemed to be used to it. Even the owners of several small shops were still applauding and whistling.
"Ещеодногоограбили. (Someone was robbed again.)"
"Азиатыбегутбыстро, иначеутебяничегонеостанется. (Asians, hurry up and chase, or your things will be gone, hahaha.)"
People on the road laughed and cheered for Chen Xi.
The young man in front was very agile and kept using pedestrians and obstacles to avoid the pursuers behind him.
I have to admit that Gui Lao's physical fitness is indeed much better than that of Asians. After more than ten minutes of sprinting, Chen Xi was gradually out of breath, but the speed of the man in front remained stable.
At this moment, the young man in front looked back and saw that Chen Xi began to slow down, and made a provocative thumbs down motion, which made the man behind him half angry.
He picked up a helmet on a bicycle on the side of the road and threw it forward with all his strength.
The helmet accurately hit the opponent's legs, and the sudden impact caused the old man in front to lose his balance instantly.
Seeing the other party stumble forward, Chen Xi felt happy.
Before he could be happy for two seconds, the man in front actually leaned his body and put one hand on the ground, returning to normal like a spring.
Damn it!
What kind of skill is this?
Although it failed to knock the person down, it also slowed down the opponent's speed.
The distance between the two also became shorter.
Chen Xi gritted his teeth and exerted force on his feet. Want to have an explosion and grab the other person's clothes.
As a result, Maozi suddenly turned around and got into the shopping mall next to him.
In this way, the two men changed from an outdoor chase to an indoor chase.
After all, the young man is a local and is very familiar with this place.
However, he forgot one thing.
In the straight-line race, he has the advantage, while Chen Xi is at the disadvantage. After entering the mall, he lost all aspects that were beneficial to him.
"Stop! Catch him, he's a thief." Chen Xi, who kept running, shouted in English. He happened to see a fat security guard next to him, so he shouted for help.
The next second, the fat security guard's movements gave him the urge to vomit blood.
The fat man stretched out a finger and circled it twice by his ear, indicating that he did not understand. Then he pointed at his fat belly, and finally grinned at him.
"Fuck." Chen Xi cursed at the fat man.
Hearing this, the fat security guard actually took out the stick from his waist and raised it high in the air.
TMD, you really understand this sentence.
Cursing secretly in his heart, Chen Xi ran away.
I don’t know how long it took, on the roof of a private house.
Chen Xi's legs felt like they were filled with lead. He stood at the door panting, staring at Lao Maozi who was sitting there resting.
He stretched out his hand and shouted in English: "You've run enough, let me see where else you can go, give me your bag!"
This is a rooftop with only one exit. The building is about seven stories high.
Chen Xi saw that the other party had no reaction at all, so he geared up and moved his muscles to prepare for a hard grab.
"Тыдействительноможешьдогнатьэтогопарня." Lao Maozi didn't know what he was saying. Chen Xi felt that the other person's expression was strange, as if he was scolding him and also praising him.
Just when he was about to walk towards the other party, the young man who was sitting on the ground and resting suddenly stood up and grinned at him.
The next second, the young man threw the backpack in his hand directly forward.
"Let me compete with you!" Chen Xi yelled angrily as he watched the backpack disappear.
However, just when he was about to fight, the young man in front of him ran forward quickly, with movements as agile as a cheetah, and jumped towards the building opposite.
"Fuck!" Chen Xi quickly chased after him. He didn't want to kill anyone, otherwise he would be in trouble when he returned home.
Watching the young man leap from one building to another like a stuntman in a movie.
After landing, the young man rolled around on the ground and stood up. He patted the dust on his legs and made a come over gesture towards the building opposite.
This made Chen Xi angry and itchy his teeth.
What a guy, he’s still a parkour player!
Perhaps he had reached his limit, so the young man sat down on the ground again, picked up the backpack he had just thrown away, and unzipped it.
"Блин, бедняга, ноги, которыезаставилименябежать, почтисломаны (Damn, I’m such a poor guy, my running legs are almost broken.)” Half a minute later, the young man cursed and pulled out a few bills from his wallet, and then threw his backpack to the ground.
He stood up, gave Chen Xi a middle finger, and walked to the rooftop with his backpack.
Just like that, Chen Xi watched helplessly as the contents of his backpack fell freely into a truck below.
After doing all this, the young man pointed downwards, waved to the man opposite, then turned and left.
After a while, in front of the truck downstairs, Chen Xi held on to the truck and gasped: "Fortunately, the truck didn't drive away."
He turned over in the car and frowned again when he looked at the messy goods on it.
Picking up the backpack that had been dropped in the car, there was nothing in it. He felt like he wanted to die.
This car is like a garbage dump. I don’t know how long it will take to find my belongings in it.
But soon, he discovered something more difficult.
This backpack is not mine, it belongs to Wang Xianqi!
The backpacks of the three people are all standard equipment for employees of the trading company, that is, they are exactly the same.
He dug out a wallet without cash from a cardboard box and found Wang Xianqi's ID card from a pile of hay.
"The passport is here." After searching for a long time, I finally found Wang Xianqi's passport in the gap among a pile of metal objects.
After trying many times, when he finally got the item, a sudden clang sounded like thunder in his ears.
The back of his head hurt, Chen Xi's eyes darkened and he fainted.
Outside the car, a man threw the heavy objects in his hands into the car and patted the dust on his hands.
When he woke up again, Chen Xi felt that his surroundings were shaking. The car was speeding. There were very few buildings on both sides, as if he was on the edge of the city.
Not long after, the car slowly stopped with a sound of brakes. The car door creaked and was roughly opened, and a burly man with a beard walked out, holding an unburned cigarette in his mouth. The tailgate of the truck was lowered. Looking at the strange Asian man lying in the car, the bearded man threw away the cigarette and asked: "Who are you? Why are you in my car? A thief?"
Facing this Russian-speaking man, Chen Xi tried to communicate with him in English: "I left my things in your car..."
After speaking, he shook his passport and wallet in his hands.
However, the two parties couldn't communicate in language, so the bearded man could only greet him to come down, and made a gesture to follow him.
In this way, the two of them walked towards a house in front of them.
From the outside, this seems to be a restaurant...
When he came to the door and looked at the small signs on both sides, Chen Xi became more sure of his guess.
He couldn't understand the sign on the left because it was written in Russian.
But the sign on the right is in Chinese characters and says Grand Russian Hotel.
"Haha, this must be a Chinese-owned restaurant. We can be saved this time." Chen Xi pointed at the words on the sign and suddenly laughed.
"Надчемтысмеешься? (What are you laughing at)?" The bearded man frowned.
There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!
Although Chen Xi didn't understand what the other party was saying, he still pointed at the sign and then at himself.
Seemingly understanding something, the bearded man nodded.
The hotel is shabby inside and out, but the venue is quite large.
The bearded man made a gesture, indicating that he should wait here. The next second, he shouted a few words in Russian at the top of his voice.
Not long after, the door was opened.
A burly man with a rugged appearance and wearing an apron with bright red marks strode out.
After the two communicated in Russian, the big man in an apron came over, looked Chen Xi up and down, and then asked in broken Mandarin: "Chinese?"
Chen Xi nodded when he heard this.
"Why are you here?"
"My things were stolen and I was chased until..."
"Gulu, Gulu~" As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach growled.
I had been running all the time, which consumed a lot of energy. I didn't even take a few bites of the food on the plane, and now I was starving to death.
"Want to eat?" The big man grinned.
"Then I'm sorry to bother you, I have all the money on me. I'll call the police station later and ask him to take me to the consulate." After Chen Xi finished speaking, he took out his cell phone, but when he took his hand out of his trouser pocket After taking it out, I was stunned. The screen of my mobile phone was broken.
It was obviously damaged during the previous chase.
"No money? If you don't have money to eat, you have to work. Hey, police station? I advise you to save money. They won't care about your matter, otherwise you won't be robbed as soon as you leave the station." The big man smiled. He smiled, pointed to a table and said: "Sit down and eat first. My name is Andre, and I am the boss here."
"Isn't there a sign with Chinese characters on the door? This means there must be people from China here. I will ask them for help when the time comes." Chen Xi asked unwillingly.
"This place is cooperating with your Chinese tour group. From time to time, tour guides will bring groups to eat. It depends on your luck whether you can meet them." Andre grinned, showing his yellow teeth, turned around and walked towards the kitchen. go.
In just a few minutes, Andre came out of the kitchen. The food he served looked ugly and smelled strange.
"What is this?" Chen Xi asked, frowning and looking at the meat on the plate.
"Beef, borscht, rice, whatever you like." Andre said and left.
Chen Xi, who was extremely hungry, finally chose to eat after staring at the plate for a few seconds.
There is a strange smell in the mouth of the beef, like hot water mixed with bay leaves and other seasonings.
The rice is not cooked in a rice cooker, but boiled in water and then dried. This is how ghost guys usually cook rice. Chen Xi thinks it’s nothing, it’s just this rice...
The rice grains are long and thin, much like the kind of rice in India, but the taste is very strange. Yes, it's like it was cooked and left to cool for a long time, and then reprocessed in a microwave. The water has been excessively evaporated, and it's almost as dry as a stone.
Borscht is even weirder. It's as sour as a bowl of vinegar. After one sip, you don't want to let anyone take a second sip.
After finishing the meal in a daze, he felt like he wanted to die.
He really can't get used to Lao Maozi's food. They say that the food in Kimchi Country and India Country is not delicious, but compared with this, it is definitely top-notch food.
"How is it? How does it taste? Does our food in Great Russia suit the taste of you Chinese people?" At this time, Andrei walked out of the kitchen with his hands folded across his chest with an arrogant look.
"It's hard to put it into words."
"I don't understand. My Mandarin is not very good. You don't have to say those four-character words to me. I know they are called idioms, which can express very long words."
"Hey, if the rice is cooked like this, there will be a tourist group coming?" Chen Xi sighed.
Anyway, this meal is not for free, so I won’t be embarrassed if I want to complain.
As if he heard the derogatory words, Andre said with some displeasure: "The Chinese people who come to our place give a thumbs up after eating! You are really tricky."
"That's a polite way of expressing ourselves to the outside world. It doesn't come from the heart. It's a unique culture. Okay, I've eaten. What kind of work do I need to do to repay it? Can I be a waiter?" Chen Xi didn't want to waste it. Time, he still has to find Wang Xianqi and Wang Zhi.
"Waiter? Do you speak Russian? We usually have local customers, so don't think too highly of yourself." Andre curled his lips.
"Then what do you want me to do, clean?"
"You go be my chef!" Andre pointed in the direction of the kitchen.
"Ah? But I can't cook this... No... I can't cook your Russian food."
"It's okay, I can teach you in one minute!"
"Huh?" Hearing this, Chen Xi's mind was filled with questions.
Although the hotel is very rundown, the kitchen is still clean.
Chen Xi, who was standing behind Andre, looked around and found no one else.
In general, there are several people working together in the kitchen.
And there seems to be no ingredients here...
Wait, there is so much blood on Andre's apron, but there are no slaughtered cows in the kitchen, and the liquid on the apron seems to have been left recently.
Is this a black shop?
I was robbed as soon as I left the train station, and now I meet a murderer again...
Chen Xi's brain was running rapidly.
At this time Andre picked up the knife on the table and slowly turned his head.
The originally rough face looked particularly eerie under the white light.
His eyes were as cold as knives, and the corner of his mouth curved into a malicious smile.
"What do you want to do?" Chen Xi's whole body was tense and he asked as he backed away. (End of chapter)