Soviet Godfather

　　 Popov sat quietly in the back seat of his luxury imported Mercedes, flipping through his address book. Even though he has gone through countless times in this period of time, Popov still hopes to find the omissions. The address book records countless officials in Gorky City. They have more or less accepted Popov’s benefits. Some have gotten close to and made money with Popov, and some have just accepted Popov’s advice. After good intentions, he helped him a little favorably. No matter which one of them, Popov can have today's status, absolutely cannot do without the help of these officials. Popov and these officials are interdependent. The officials gave Popov the green light for business, and Popov provided them with everything they need, money, beauty, legal status abroad, and their children studying abroad. cost. In the final analysis, all of this comes from the power in the hands of the officials. Otherwise, how could a gang leader of a smuggling group take deep roots in Gorky City and grow up vigorously. But the recent explosion has changed everything. The officials refused to give Popov's business the green light and **** him. A familiar official told Popov that someone had already followed him. It was Chernenko, the new deputy director of the Interior Bureau at the Gorky Automobile Plant. He climbed up to the throne of the deputy director like a rocket within half a year. Background Naturally deep. These stupid, greedy bureaucrats treat Popov as an uncle when they are good, and leave Popov aside when they are not good. They also don't want to think if they don't do more business to make some money, how can they have the money to satisfy these corrupt bureaucrats.

The recent explosion in the warehouse caused Popov to lose the goods of the Italians. The goods of the Italians are only the first transaction between Popov and the Italians. If it goes well, there will be a second transaction, and the third. This is the result of this transaction. This caused Popov to lose a fortune for no reason, so for his own credibility, Popov decided to pay for the goods by himself. The goods were sourced from the mountainous areas of distant Southeast Asian countries and then transported by sea. Pakistan, then think of a way to smuggle to Afghanistan. The brave Soviet Red Army is fighting there for the will of Peter the Great, for the Soviet dream of having an outlet in the Indian Ocean, so the tentacles of the officials of Gorky City can reach that barren **** country, Popov They can also use their influence to smuggle goods back to the Soviet Union, and then just find a way to ship them to GDR. The governments of those Eastern European countries are all puppets of the Soviet Union, and of course they will not offend an official from the Red Empire.

　　 There is another thing that bothers Popov, and that is the dirty, bloody, and disgusting email. No one wants to see two **** fingers while enjoying breakfast. Although Popov is a big brother in the underworld, he never does it himself, he is a gangster by his brain. After so many years of ups and downs, Popov has experienced all kinds of hardships and has lived a precarious life in Auschwitz since childhood. Later, although it was found in the Soviet Union, in this land, Slavic talents were the masters, and the identity of Jews made it difficult for the Popov family to integrate into the mainstream class of the Red Empire. However, the Popov family relied on their talents to survive the *** and purges, and gradually thrive. So people like Popov will never be frightened by two fingers. What worries him is that he still doesn't know who his opponent is, the ghost hiding in the dark, staring at him steadily, and then looking at the opportunity to give himself a fatal blow. Popov would never allow this to happen. Therefore, he has increased the number of his bodyguards in the past few days, and never went out alone. Now he has two cars in front of him and one in the back.

　　 Popov threw the address book on the seat and rubbed his sore eyes. It really doesn't feel good to sit in the car and look at things. Popov looked out the window. The rolling Volga River flows by his side, and the beautiful sunset is reflected on the sparkling river. It is so beautiful. Popov just looked at the beauty in front of him and remembered some things in his mind. He remembered. My own father, that stubborn old Jewish man, that prisoner who can always find food in cruel Nazi concentration camps, that step by step brought the Popov family from the abyss to the great man now. He always treats himself so well, even in Auschwitz concentration camp can let him eat butter cake. The time with his father is always so happy, and Popov's face can't help but show a smile. He remembered how Popov and his son founded their own business when they first came to Gorky. They defeated countless competitors and became the only king here.

The car stopped slowly. The traffic lights at the intersection blocked the way of the Popov motorcade. Popov waited a little bored, so he took out a bottle of good wine from the wine cabinet of the car, poured himself a glass, gently He took a sip, then took out a bottle of caviar, filled a spoonful with a spoon made of shells, UU看书www.uukanshu.com evenly smeared it on a small unsalted biscuit, put it in one bit In his mouth, his mouth was full of breath from the ocean, and Popov could feel the sensation of fish roe cracking in his mouth. While Popov was enjoying this precious delicacy, there was a sudden roar of noisy machines outside the car. Popov turned his head to see a heavy bulldozer parked next to his Mercedes, the bulldozer body was covered with mud and rust. Popov frowned and said nothing.

　　 The traffic light finally turned green, and Popov's convoy started slowly. The bulldozer seemed to be on the same road with them, and was also following them. The car drove a few hundred meters forward, and there was another red light, and the convoy came to a halt again. Suddenly, a huge roar of the machine and several loud noises shocked Popov who was tasting the wine. The bulldozer frantically crashed into the last car full of bodyguards in the convoy. The bulldozer used its huge shovel to lift the car, and then threw the car into the Volga River.

　　 A huge panic fell on Popov. He knew that the ghost had come to him, and he ordered the driver to leave here quickly. The driver started the car in a panic, but accidentally made a mistake and crashed into the side of the road. The bodyguard of the car in front had gotten out of the car and took out a pistol, and fired frantically at the bulldozer, but could not damage the fur of the driver inside the bulldozer. The bulldozer didn’t care about the bodyguards either. It rushed directly to Popov’s car. The bulldozer’s teeth shoveled into Popov’s car, and then the other side of the car crashed into the embankment on the side of the road. The door was completely Can't open it. Popov could feel the car being slowly lifted up, and Popov’s body slammed into the air. Although he had two bodyguards with him, he couldn’t deal with the steel behemoth. The Mercedes was still thrown away. Into the rolling waters of the Volga River.