I'm reborn and I'm an international student again?

A few minutes later, at the intersection of a street, the two Russians carrying bags in front suddenly separated and went in two directions, one to the left and one to the right.

Damn it.

Chen Xi cursed in his heart and picked a person at random and chased after him.

Wang Xianqi behind him went to the other side.

Pedestrians on the street looked at the people chasing them and did not feel anything strange, as if they were used to it. Even a few shop owners were clapping and whistling.

"Eщеодногоограбили. (Someone was robbed again.)"

"Azhīa tě bég yút běc sthró, и na ché y té bía ни ché го нｅ о с ｔａｎｅ ｔся (Asians, hurry up and catch up, or your things will be gone, hahahaha)"

People on the street 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 the physical fitness of foreigners is indeed much better than that of Asians. After running for more than ten minutes, Chen Xi was gradually out of breath, but the speed of the man in front of him remained stable.

At this moment, the young man in front looked back and saw that Chen Xi was slowing down. He made a thumbs-down gesture provocatively, which made the man behind him very angry.

He picked up a helmet from a bicycle on the side of the road and threw it forward with all his strength.

The helmet hit the opponent's legs accurately, and the sudden impact caused the Russian in front to lose his balance instantly.

Seeing the other person staggering forward, Chen Xi felt delighted.

Before he could be happy for two seconds, the man in front of him actually leaned over and supported himself on the ground with one hand, then returned to normal like a spring.

What the hell!

What kind of skills is this?

Although I failed to knock the man down, I did slow him down.

The distance between the two people also became shorter.

Chen Xi gritted his teeth and exerted force with his feet, wanting to explode and grab the other person's clothes.

As a result, the Russian suddenly turned and went into the shopping mall next door.

Just like that, the chase between the two changed from outdoor to indoor.

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 had an advantage, while Chen Xi had a disadvantage. After entering the business world, he lost the advantages that were in his favor.

"Stop! Catch him, he's a thief." Chen Xi shouted in English while running. He happened to see a fat security guard next to him, so he shouted for help.

The next second, the fat security guard's action made him feel like vomiting blood.

The fat man stretched out a finger and circled it twice in his ear, indicating that he didn't 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 seem to understand this sentence.

Cursing inwardly, Chen Xi ran away.

I don’t know how long it took, but I found myself on the roof of a residential building.

Chen Xi's legs felt like they were filled with lead. He stood at the door, panting, staring at the old Russian who was sitting there resting.

He stretched out his hand and shouted in English: "You've run enough, I wonder where you can go. Give me your bag!"

This is a rooftop with only one exit, and the building is about seven stories high.

Seeing that the other party didn't react at all, Chen Xi rubbed his hands and stretched his muscles to prepare for the snatch.

"It's unclear what the old Russian was saying. Chen Xi felt that the other person's expression was very strange, as if he was scolding him and praising him at the same time.

Just as he was about to walk towards the other person, the young man who was sitting on the ground to rest suddenly stood up and grinned at him.

The next second, the young man threw the backpack in his hand directly forward.

"Fuck you!" Chen Xi cursed as he watched the backpack disappear.

However, just as he was about to fight, the young man in front of him ran forward, as agile as a cheetah, and leaped towards the opposite building.

"Shit!" Chen Xi hurriedly chased after him. He didn't want to cause any death, otherwise he would be in trouble when he returned home.

I watched the young man leap from one building roof to another like a stuntman in a movie.

After landing, the young man rolled on the ground and stood up, brushed the dust off his legs, and gestured to come over to the opposite building.

This made Chen Xi so angry that his teeth itched.

Wow, he’s also a parkour player!

Perhaps he had reached his limit, the young man sat down on the ground again, picked up the backpack that had just been thrown over, and unzipped it.

"Blin, baby, nog, kotorers, zasta vili menya babyzhatat, pochitslomanan. (Damn, poor bastard, you made me run so hard that my legs almost broke.)" Half a minute later, the young man took out a few bills from his wallet while cursing, and then threw his backpack to the ground.

He stood up, gave Chen Xi the middle finger, and walked to the edge of the roof with his backpack.

Just like that, Chen Xi watched helplessly as the contents of his backpack freely fell into a truck below.

After doing all this, the young man pointed downwards, waved at the man opposite, and then turned and left.

After a while, in front of the truck downstairs, Chen Xi held the truck and panted, "Fortunately, the truck didn't leave."

He climbed into the car and frowned again when he saw the messy goods on it.

He picked up the backpack that had fallen on the car, and it was empty. He felt like dying.

This car is like a garbage dump. I don’t know how long it will take to find my things from 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 standard equipment for employees of trading companies, which means they are exactly the same.

A wallet without cash was found in a cardboard box, and Wang Xianqi's ID card was found in a pile of hay.

"The passport is here." After searching for a long time, he finally found Wang Xianqi's passport in the gap between a pile of metal objects.

After trying many times, just when he finally got the thing, suddenly a sudden clanging sound exploded in his ears like thunder.

Chen Xi felt a pain in the back of his head, his eyes went dark and he passed out.

Outside the car, a man threw something heavy in his hand into the car and brushed the dust off his hands.

When he woke up again, Chen Xi felt that everything around him was shaking. The car was speeding, and there were few buildings on both sides. It seemed that it was on the edge of the city.

Not long after, the car slowly stopped with a sound of brakes. The door was roughly opened with a creak, and a burly, bearded man walked down with an unburned cigarette in his mouth. The tailgate of the truck was lowered, and the bearded man looked at the strange Asian man lying in the car, threw away the cigarette and asked, "Who are you? Why are you in my car? Thief?"

Facing this Russian-speaking man, Chen Xi tried to communicate with him in English: "My stuff fell into your car..."

After saying this, he shook the passport and wallet in his hand.

However, the two sides could not communicate in language, and the bearded man could only call him to come down and made a gesture to signal him to follow.

In this way, the two of them walked towards a house in front of them.

From the outside, this looks like a restaurant...

Arriving at the door and looking at the small signs on both sides, Chen Xi became more certain of his guess.

He couldn't understand the sign on the left because it was written in Russian.

But the sign on the right was in Chinese characters, and it said Great Russian Hotel.

"Haha, this must be a restaurant opened by a Chinese. We're 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.

Although Chen Xi didn't understand what the other party was saying, he still pointed at the sign and then at himself.

As if he understood something, the bearded man nodded.

The hotel is shabby inside and out, but the venue is large.

The bearded man gestured for him to wait here. The next second, he shouted a few words in Russian.

Not long after, the door was opened.

A burly man with a rough look and wearing an apron stained with bright red stains strode out.

After the two exchanged some words in Russian, the big man in the apron came over, looked Chen Xi up and down, and asked in broken Chinese: "Chinese?"

Chen Xi nodded upon hearing this.

"Why are you here?"

"My things were stolen, and I kept chasing them..."

"Gurgle, gurgle~" As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach growled.

I have been running and have consumed a lot of energy. I didn’t eat much of the food on the plane and now I am starving.

"Want to eat?" The big man grinned.

"Then I'll trouble you. I'm out of money. I'll call the police station and ask them to take me to the consulate." Chen Xi took out his cell phone. However, when he took his hand out of his trouser pocket, he was stunned. The screen of his cell 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 forget it. They won't care about you, otherwise you wouldn't be robbed as soon as you left the station." The big man smiled, pointed to a table and said, "Sit down and eat first. My name is Andre, and I'm the boss here."

"Isn't there a sign with the word "HUA" hanging on the door? This means that there must be Chinese people coming 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, there will be tour guides bringing groups to eat. It depends on your luck whether you can meet one." Andre grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

In just a few minutes, Andre came out of the kitchen, serving food that looked ugly and smelled strange.

"What is this?" Chen Xi asked, frowning as he looked at the meat on the plate.

"Beef, borscht, and rice, eat it if you like." Andre said and left again.

Chen Xi was extremely hungry. After staring at the plate for a few seconds, he finally decided to start eating.

The beef has a strange smell when you take a bite, as if it is made from hot water mixed with bay leaves and other seasonings.

The rice was not cooked in a rice cooker, but boiled in water and then dried. This is how foreigners usually cook rice. Chen Xi didn't think it was a big deal, but this rice...

The rice grains were long and thin, very similar to the rice in India, but the texture was strange. Yes, it was like it had been cooked and left to cool for a long time, then reprocessed in the microwave, and the moisture was evaporated too much, making it dry like a stone.

Borscht was even stranger. It was as sour as a bowl of vinegar. After taking a sip, you wouldn't want to take a second sip.

He finished his meal in a daze and felt like dying.

He really can't get used to the Russian food. People say that the food in Korea and India is not delicious, but compared with this, it is definitely top-notch food.

"How is it? How does it taste? Does our Great Russian food taste suitable for you Chinese people?" At this time, Andre walked out of the kitchen with his hands across his chest with a proud look on his face.

"It's hard to describe in words."

"I don't understand. My Chinese isn't very good. You don't have to say those four-character words to me. I know that's called an idiom, and it can express a very long sentence."

"Hey, with the food cooked like this, will there still be tour groups coming?" Chen Xi sighed.

Anyway, this meal is not for free, so I won’t feel embarrassed to complain.

As if he heard the words were derogatory, Andre said with some displeasure: "The Chinese who come to our place all give us a thumbs up after dinner! You are really picky."

"That's our polite way of expressing ourselves to others. It doesn't come from the heart. It's a unique culture. Okay, we've eaten. What kind of work do I need to do to repay you? Be a waiter?" Chen Xi didn't want to waste time. He still had to look for Wang Xianqi and Wang Zhi.

"Waiter? Can you speak Russian? We usually have local guests here. Don't think too highly of yourself." Andre curled his lips.

"So what do you want me to do, clean up?"

"You go and be my cook!" Andre pointed in the direction of the kitchen.

"Ah? But I don't know how to cook this... No... I don't know how to cook your Russian dishes."

"It's okay, I can teach you in a minute!"

"Huh?" Chen Xi's mind was full of question marks after hearing that.

Although the restaurant is shabby, the kitchen is still clean.

Chen Xi, who was standing behind Andre, looked around but didn't see anyone else.

Aren’t there usually several people working together in the kitchen?

And there seems to be no food here...

Wait, there is so much blood on Andre's apron, but there is no slaughtered cow in the kitchen, and the liquid on the apron seems to be just left.

Is this a shady shop?
I was robbed right after I left the train station, and now I'm being murdered...

Chen Xi's brain was working fast.

At this time, Andre picked up the knife on the table and slowly turned his head.

The face, which was originally a little rough, looked particularly gloomy under the white light.

His eyes were as cold as a knife, and the corner of his mouth was raised with a malicious smile.

"What are you going to do?" Chen Xi asked as he retreated, his nerves tense. (End of this chapter)