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What the baby sees is unconscious, because he does not understand what is happening, he just sees the existence of this phenomenon.It takes almost three years for a baby to be able to successfully recall things from a few days or even a few weeks ago, because a child before the age of three is not capable enough to comprehend what he sees, and he will naturally forget this memory .

However, He Hui clearly remembered the scene when he was only seven months old.

The woman's blood spurted on his face, hurting his eyes.The precocious he didn't cry, and the seven-month-old baby endured the pain of blood staining his eyes without making a sound.

boom!

It was gunshots.

The woman grunted out of her throat in pain, and the bright red blood smeared her clothes. She fell down uncontrollably, but still hugged the child in her arms tightly.The tall man who was chasing after him raised his gun, looked at the woman who had no power to resist, and said to his partner, "That's the girl, that's right."

The partner held up the photo, compared it to the woman's face, and replied in Italian, "That's right."

The man who got the answer put away his gun and looked at the woman who was still struggling on the ground, "You fled from Italy to the Soviet Union, you know how to hide."

"The Soviet Union has disintegrated, and this is Russia."

"Ah, yes." The man lit a cigarette, looked at the bleeding woman, and waited for her to die.

Winter in Russia is very cold, and the cold brought by blood loss makes the woman terrified. The white air she exhales becomes weaker and weaker, and her body temperature gradually tends to zero, which is the same temperature as the ice and snow on the ground.

"That kid is in the woman's arms, don't you want to check it out?" The partner looked at the man who was puffing and reminded.

"What are you afraid of, a seven-month-old brat, when the woman dies, he will freeze to death. And now there is no sound at all, maybe it has been affected by bullets. I don't want to waste bullets."

"Vongola's bloodline, don't underestimate it."

"Chi..." The man made a mocking voice, and patted the snow on his hat, "Peng Lie? Then he also needs to be recognized by the paternal line, such a bastard should not be born in this world. It's just that As an adult's lover, it is really too naive to want to give birth to a child."

The woman is He Hui's mother.He is now a lover of Pengo Lie's high-level executives. Because he has some relatives with Jiudaimu, he acts very presumptuously, and he, and his heirs, have the right to inherit Pengo Lie.

After she became pregnant, the woman thought twice and decided to give birth to the child. She did not ask for Pengo Li's power and wealth, but as a mother's instinct, she wanted to protect her child.

But he didn't want to, he didn't even let go of his own blood, just because He Hui, who was connected by blood, would be his weakness.After discovering the existence of He Hui, he wanted to kill the child.In order to protect Hehui, the woman fled back to her homeland from Italy, but at the last step, she was found by the pursuers he sent.

Obviously, it's only a little bit close...

"Hmph, let's go." The man extinguished the cigarette in his hand, watched the white breath from the woman disappear completely, and came to a conclusion.

"Don't put their bodies..."

"No need."

The man threw away the cigarette butt and stamped out the sparks with his feet, "I don't want to drag two corpses back to Italy, just report the corpses to sink to the bottom and disappear."

……

"Captain, they are leaving." A scar extending from the right forehead to the left cheek stood on the man's face, and the man in a thick coat reported to a woman with platinum blonde hair.

The woman is tall, with a cigar in her mouth, her dark blue pupils are floating.

When Balalaika participated in the Soviet-Afghan war when she was young, the good spear skills she practiced for the Olympic Games had a different kind of force. Her squad centered on her to fight bravely in the hot sand.

She and her team evacuated Afghanistan after the war in 1988, in which Balalaika suffered multiple burns and sat on the return helicopter flight with blood oozing from her bandaged face.In the future, Balalaika's face, neck, and chest were left with terrible scars, but the woman didn't care, and showed it openly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Balalaika returned to China, he received a written notice of dismissal from military affairs.Simply because she rescued children in refugee camps on the battlefield.There are many boy scouts on the battlefield in Afghanistan, and her team has been attacked by these innocent children many times, but she still chose to rescue the children in the refugee camp without hesitation.

Soon after the military registration was removed, due to the huge consumption caused by the war, the national power suffered a serious loss. On December 1991, 12, the Soviet Union collapsed.And these veterans of the former Soviet Union have become the most discriminated existence in society.

In order to survive in this society, Balalaika led his own team to join the local gang - the Moscow Hotel, and quickly gained a foothold in the organization by virtue of his military style and militarized methods.Also ordered to establish a branch of Moscow Hotel in Roanna Pura, Thailand.

It was now January 1993, and Balalaika returned to the Moscow Hotel headquarters with his own army to update the chief on the situation in the Roanna Pula branch.

But I didn't expect to see this scene.

Breathing out a puff of smoke irritably, Balalaika walked to the side of the woman who fell to the ground. Behind the woman were footprints in the snow, which showed how long the woman had escaped.

And... Balalaika glanced at it, and the woman was holding a swaddle in her hands, with a child inside.

After the disintegration of the Soviet Union, it is not convenient for the Russian gangsters to make big moves now. The two men just spoke Italian and mentioned Vengley, obviously not locals.The Moscow Hotel is also not good at interfering with the people Vengley is chasing and killing.

only--

"Умоляютебя..."

(please……)

Broken syllables spit out from the woman's mouth, exhausted her last bit of strength, she grabbed Balalaika's trouser legs, and whispered words of request in her mouth.

Balalaika didn't dodge, but she didn't mean to squat down to check the woman's injury, she just took the cigarette out of her mouth and listened quietly.

"... Please save him." It was self-evident who he was referring to.

The woman had obviously reached her limit, her pupils had long lost focus, and the color of her pupils had also darkened. Those emerald green pupils were like withered leaves, losing their vitality.

"Siberia... There will be someone..." Her lips moved, but she didn't finish her words in the end, and she lost her breath.

The platinum-blonde long-haired woman was wearing a military overcoat. She looked at the woman again, and her gaze stayed for a few seconds in the pair of unclosed green pupils.

The woman is dead, maybe the act of grabbing her pant leg just now is just a flashback.Balalaika, who has rich combat experience, saw the location of the woman's wound the moment she was shot, and was hit in the lung lobe.With the current level of medical treatment, even if he was sent to the hospital immediately after being shot, it would be useless.

Balalaika threw away the cigar in his hand and squatted down. It was very cold and the woman's body was already stiff. Balalaika could only roughly pull the child out of the woman's arms.

"Captain..." Seeing Balalaika's behavior, one of his subordinates wanted to remind her aloud.In this weather, the child who has not yet had a trace of life may have already...

Strange to say, He Hui, whose eyes were splashed with blood, opened his eyes again when he was dragged out of the woman's arms by Balalaika.The child's face was still stained with blood from the woman's chest, and it was hard to see the cuteness of ordinary children.

But Hehui has the same emerald green eyes as his mother, different from the withered leaves of his mother, it is a new leaf.

"Hmph, life is pretty big, brat."

Children in the war have to carry guns longer than themselves on the battlefield, and they don’t have enough medical conditions to treat them when they are injured, and they are left to fend for themselves by wrapping them in rags...

Balalaika pursed her lips slightly, and the horrific scar on her face moved up with the corners of her mouth, showing a real smile that would scare a child into tears.

"--follow me."

Balalaika didn't know how to hold a child, she almost brought He Hui back to the base in his swaddling baby, and the subordinates behind her didn't dare to say anything, just a little afraid that the child who didn't freeze to death would He was carried to death by the captain.

He Hui survived, and it was a whim that Balalaika picked him up. She had no time to take care of him herself, and she threw the baby to a maid when she returned to the headquarters of the Moscow Hotel.

"Ah, what's the name of this little baby?" The swaddle was still on her body, with fine blond hair and green eyes, the maid obviously didn't think about the possibility that the baby was a foreigner.

Balalaika, who was not far away, heard the maid talking to herself, lit a cigar again, and exhaled, "Kastuki, your name is Hehui."

"Oh..." The maid who just unwrapped the baby saw the name embroidered inside. As a Russian, she couldn't pronounce the Japanese pronunciation accurately.

"...It's Katschi."

*****

That day was the starting point of Hehui's memory, and he did not forget the incomprehensible picture. Many years later, after Hehui learned Italian, he finally understood the words spoken by the man who killed his mother.

Patriarchy, Vongola, lover, kill her...

He Hui hid these few words in his heart, they were words awakened by his mother's blood and reminded him to remember.

Among them, Vongola is a transliteration, and Balalaika and her team must have heard it.But they never told He Hui, never said they wanted him to avenge their mother.

Balalaika, who has outstanding abilities, has won the trust of the leader, and the Moscow Hotel is not bad for this meal.And after the establishment of the branch in Roanna Pura, the atmosphere in the army has become somewhat relaxed.

As the person who retrieved Hehui, Balalaika never formally raised him, but only taught him——

Winter in Russia is very cold, Hehui is wrapped in a thick military robe, and Balalaika squats down beside him, teaching the young boy to hold a gun.

"This is a Stechkin fully automatic pistol, with a total length of 198mm, an empty gun weight of 0kg, a barrel length of 934mm, a bullet capacity of 114 rounds, and an effective range of 3m."

The woman with long platinum hair held a cigar in her mouth, held the hand of a three-year-old boy, and taught him step by step how to load, raise and aim the gun.

"And then point at your enemies like this."

boom!

——The most simple and crude way of survival.