Chapter 390: Krylov

Seeing Chen Jiajun's thoughtful expression, the hotelier spoke up: "It seems you know a thing or two, so I advise you all to leave early!"

Chen Jiajun smiled and shook his head: "If we stay in the hotel, they wouldn't dare come to cause us trouble, right?"

The hotel Boss sighed and said: "But you can't stay in the hotel forever, can you? I have some connections with the *lvzei*, so they don't dare harass me, but once you step outside, you'll likely be targeted by these scumbags."

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "Thanks for your good intentions, but I think we can handle this matter!"

The hotel Boss shook his head, stood up, and said: "Suit yourselves, I've already warned you anyway!"

After the hotel Boss left, Liu Dachun was a bit nervous: "Bosses, won't there be any trouble?"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "If you're scared, just stay in the hotel. You heard it earlier, those *lvzei* don't dare cause trouble inside the hotel!"

As for Chen Jiajun and A Jie? To put it bluntly, which country's gangs haven't they dealt with?

The gangs of the Soviet Union looked like just another bunch.

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Liu Dachun said fearfully: "Then I'll just stay in the hotel and wait for that officer to arrive!"

Chen Jiajun didn't force him and prepared to go out with A Jie to see what was so impressive about the *lvzei* of Vladivostok.

After finishing lunch, the two of them took their men and walked out of the hotel.

The hotel Boss opened his mouth as if to say something, but closed it again.

Not long after Chen Jiajun and his men walked out of the hotel, they were blocked by a group of *lvzei*.

It seemed they had specifically left people to watch the hotel; as soon as Chen Jiajun and the others stepped out, they came straight for them.

The burly man seen earlier at the hotel stood directly in front of Chen Jiajun and his group, viciously shouting at Chen Jiajun: "Outsiders! Hand over all the money you have on you, then get the hell out of Vladivostok!"

Facing Chen Jiajun's group, Qieke fu felt he had already given them enough face.

If it weren't for the recent dissolution of the Soviet Union causing a shortage of light industrial products in the country, leading both officials and the military to treat outsiders doing business very favorably.

Otherwise, just for the fact that Chen Jiajun's group had beaten his men, he would absolutely not let this go.

Unfortunately, Chen Jiajun's group clearly seemed a bit "unappreciative"!

Chen Jiajun chuckled and said: "Are you the leader of the *lvzei* in this area?"

Qieke fu's expression immediately turned grave: "Since you already know who we are, you still dare to touch my men on our turf?"

Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "At the end of the day, you're just a gang. No matter how special you *lvzei* are, when you strip it all away, you're just a gang! I've seen too many people like this, and as it happens, I am one too!"

"You?" Qieke fu was stunned for a moment, looking at Chen Jiajun in his black suit, draped in a mink coat, looking like the wealthy type at a glance.

Calling him a businessman or a rich second-generation heir would have been fine, but he hadn't expected him to be a peer.

Chen Jiajun continued: "Since we've laid it out on the table, let's set the terms! Shall our men have a fight, or should we go straight to an all-out brawl?"

Although Qieke fu was burly and rough in appearance, he was exceptionally calculating.

Seeing Chen Jiajun's unbridled attitude, he knew the other party must have some confidence.

Although he didn't know where the other party's confidence came from, Qieke fu had no intention of getting into an all-out brawl with Chen Jiajun.

After all, it wasn't worth it to start a fight over a few bottom-tier subordinates.

So, after a moment of silence, Qieke fu said: "I don't know what gang you're from yet."

Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "Hong Kong, Hong Hing!"

"Fine, people from Hong Hing, I'll have someone fight you. If you win, I can treat this as if it never happened!" Qieke fu said coldly: "But if you lose, leave all the money you have on you, then get out of Vladivostok!"

Chen Jiajun shrugged and said: "No problem, you pick the place!"

Qieke fu scanned the citizens who had already hidden far away, then said directly: "Right now, right here!"

"No problem!" Chen Jiajun nodded.

Qieke fu revealed a strange smile: "Very well, I hope you don't regret it!"

As he spoke, he said something to one of his men, and the man immediately ran off.

A moment later, a burly man who looked like a bear walked out of a small tavern.

This guy was at least two meters tall, his muscles were knotted, and he gave off a very strong sense of oppression just by looking at him.

Seeing this guy, A Jie couldn't help but exclaim: "This damn thing is a bear, isn't it!"

Chen Jiajun glanced at the burly man and nodded, saying: "He is indeed quite hulking!"

"It's not too late for you to surrender now. A'erqiaomu is a master of street Sambo! Quite a few people have been beaten to death by him!"

Qieke fu patted A'erqiaomu's arm and laughed smugly: "When you get beaten to death by this tough guy later, don't blame me for not telling you beforehand!"

Street Sambo is a type of Soviet fighting competition; to put it bluntly, it's just bare-knuckle street fighting!

Clearly, this Qieke fu had pushed out this giant A'erqiaomu, and it definitely wasn't just because of his size.

Chen Jiajun said with a calm face: "Do you *lvzei* only know how to talk?"

"Ha! Very well, since you're looking for death yourself, don't blame me." Qieke fu sneered.

On Chen Jiajun's side, the younger brothers were all eager to try, but Dumu slapped them into silence.

Clearly, Dumu wanted to step into the ring himself.

Qieke fu quickly cleared an open space and let A'erqiaomu enter.

Looking at Dumu, who was a head shorter than him, A'erqiaomu reached out with a hand like a palm-leaf fan and grabbed toward Dumu, mocking him as he did: "Do you think you can fight me?"

In terms of height, the 2.2-meter-tall Dumu was about the same as A'erqiaomu, but as for strength...

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said indifferently: "We're in for a good show!"

A ferocious grin appeared on Dumu's face, and he also reached out a hand to grab A'erqiaomu's palm.

Then, as Dumu exerted force, the little giant A'erqiaomu's expression immediately changed.

He never expected that Dumu could erupt with such powerful strength; under Dumu's force, A'erqiaomu's palm even began to deform, and the bones rubbing against each other made a strange sound.

Because of the pain, A'erqiaomu couldn't help but bend his waist down.

Seeing this scene, Qieke fu nearly popped his eyeballs out.

Although Dumu looked quite impressive, he had never believed that anyone could compete with A'erqiaomu in terms of strength.

But the reality is, such a thing not only happened, but it seems the other party even had the upper hand.

Dumu looked at A'erqiaomu with a relaxed expression and teased, "Tough guy? You're not tough anymore?"

A'erqiaomu was instantly enraged upon hearing Dumu's mockery.

One must know that he is a street fighter, and he does have some combat ability.

Don't let his massive size fool you; when he starts fighting, he uses dirty tricks right from the start.

He kicked directly toward Dumu's lower abdomen.

Dumu sneered, let go of A'erqiaomu, took a step back to dodge the attack, and then said coldly, "Tough guy, your moves aren't very clean, are they!"

"Shut up!"

A'erqiaomu was furious and opened his arms wide to lunge at Dumu.

This is a move that people with sturdy builds usually like.

Once grabbed, it is quite difficult to break free.

Dumu did not give him that chance; he clenched his fist and punched directly toward A'erqiaomu's abdomen.

A'erqiaomu wanted to rely on his physical constitution to take the hit head-on.

But the next moment, he regretted it!

He knew Dumu's strength was great, but he hadn't expected it to be this strong.

The sturdy muscles that could almost withstand bullets could not block the impact of Dumu's punch.

His whole body was like being hit by a cannonball, flying backward with both feet off the ground.

"How is this possible!" Seeing this scene, Qieke fu almost popped his eyeballs out.

One must know that A'erqiaomu, this little giant, weighs nearly two hundred kilograms; how much strength does it take to punch such a person so that both feet leave the ground?

And is this kind of strength really something a human can possess?

Never mind Qieke fu, even A Jie was completely stunned.

He knew Dumu could fight well; when Chen Jiajun first rose to power, Dumu was by his side helping him hack people.

But he hadn't expected such a wild scene.

So A Jie swallowed hard and said to Chen Jiajun, "A Jun, tell me the truth, is this guy Dumu really human?"

Chen Jiajun thought for a moment and said, "I suppose so!"

"'I suppose so'? Just 'suppose so'?" Seeing Chen Jiajun's indifferent expression, A Jie wished he could grab this guy by the collar and force him to reveal the truth.

On the field, Dumu took off his coat, revealing muscles like rock, and provocatively said to Qieke fu, "Hey, Russian! Send out as many people as you have! I'll take them all on myself!"

Seeing Dumu acting even wilder than them, Qieke fu had already lost his nerve.

A'erqiaomu was already the best fighter under his command, and even he was knocked down by a single punch; he was definitely going to lose face today.

He was just considering how to drop a few harsh words so he wouldn't lose face.

Suddenly, a noise erupted, and Qieke fu turned his head to look, his expression changing instantly.

Because right on the outskirts of the crowd, a group of guys wearing military uniforms appeared.

This group of people were the guys from the Vladivostok military base; Qieke fu had dealt with them more than once.

Qieke fu had just wanted to take his men and slip away, but they were blocked back by a group of soldiers.

Then a middle-aged man stepped out of a car and cursed directly at Qieke fu: "Qieke fu, you bug, are you trying to get sent to Wuerkuta? How dare you harass my guests!"

Hearing the man's words, Qieke fu became even more panicked: "Comrade Keziluofu, listen to my explanation, we just had some small conflicts, and the conflict has already been resolved!"

"Hmph, do you thieves deserve to call me comrade?" the middle-aged man said with a look of disdain.

Then he turned to Chen Jiajun and said warmly, "You two must be Mr. Chen Jiajun and Mr. Jie, right? If you two have been harassed, please tell me, and I will immediately lock this bastard in the Labor Camp!"

Watching Qieke fu, who had been so arrogant just a moment ago, actually showing a pleading expression to this middle-aged man.

Chen Jiajun and A Jie couldn't help but laugh.

However, Chen Jiajun had no intention of killing the other party; after all, they were completely fine, and it even let Dumu stretch his muscles, so there was really no need to push things to the end.

So he smiled and said to Keziluofu, "He has already been taught a lesson, so there's no need to send him to the Labor Camp! Shall we find a place to discuss business instead?"

Keliluofu also looked down on trash like Qieke fu, and seeing that Chen Jiajun had no intention of pursuing the matter, he waved his hand and let Qieke fu and his group leave.

After Keziluofu invited Chen Jiajun and his group into the car, Chen Jiajun saw Liu Dachun.

No wonder this guy hadn't followed them; it turned out he was afraid Chen Jiajun and A Jie would suffer a loss, so he went to contact Keziluofu.

"Two Bosses, are you alright?" Liu Dachun said as if asking for credit.

A Jie smiled and said, "I didn't expect a flaky guy like you to have a reliable moment!"

"Hehe, after all, this matter started because of me!" Liu Dachun chuckled, "It's good that the two Bosses are fine!"

Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said, "Dachun, tell us about this Keziluofu?"

Liu Dachun nodded and said, "This guy is the highest military commander here in Vladivostok, a big shot with eyes everywhere! I had some dealings with his subordinates before, and we slowly got to know each other!"

"Just that simple?" Chen Jiajun looked at Liu Dachun with a playful expression.

It wasn't that he was afraid this guy was lying; the guy didn't look like someone who would lie.

But still! It was possible he was hiding some things.

Under the pressure of Chen Jiajun's gaze, Liu Dachun's old face turned red.

A Jie put his arm around Liu Dachun's neck and said, "You old rascal, you definitely have something you haven't told me, speak up! You don't even trust me?"

Liu Dachun said helplessly, "It's not that I don't trust you, it's... alright! I met this guy at a club, I helped him bring in some luxury goods!"

"A club?" A Jie instantly grasped the key point and said to Liu Dachun, "Tell me more about this club?"

Liu Dachun felt a bit embarrassed and stammered, "You'll know when we get there in a bit."

A Jie wanted to press him further, but Liu Dachun refused to say another word.

Chen Jiajun jokingly scolded A Jie, and then A Jie finally shut his mouth.

The car moved forward all the way, and soon left the urban area. It was pitch black all around, and it was impossible to see the road conditions at all.

However, Chen Jiajun and A Jie were not very worried; after all, they were only here to do business, and it was a large-scale deal, so they carried almost no money on them and were not afraid of others having crooked thoughts. (End of this chapter)