Red Dead Redemption

The next day, after notifying Frank, Hong Fei went abroad alone to deliver the goods to the four buyers that Datou had found.

Eight days later, Hong Fei served three clients and gained 150 million yuan, and his energy has been increasing.

So far, none of the clients have been active, and no one would be willing to mention this unquestionable scandal to outsiders, so this business can continue to be done with others.

They spend money, and Hong Fei teaches them a lesson, so it can be considered a relationship.

This trip has one last destination.

Moscow.

Even though it was pouring rain and thunder and lightning, the plane still arrived more than 20 minutes earlier.

Hong Fei wanted to rush into the cab to see if the captain was drinking vodka while touching the flight attendant's thigh.

After leaving the airport and checking in at the hotel, Hong Fei checked the time, put down his luggage and went out again.

Speaking of the Stark Industry Expo, I have to mention Tony's father, Howard Stark.

In 1939, Howard Stark established Stark Corporation.

In 1943, Howard Stark held the "Tomorrow World" theme exposition, which was also the predecessor of the subsequent Stark Industry Fairs. At that exposition, Steve Rogers, who was rejected for conscription, met his friend James Barnes. invited to visit. Two years later, Bucky fell off the train, and in the same year, Captain America's whereabouts are unknown.

It was not until 1949 that the predecessor of S.H.I.E.L.D. was established in the hands of Howard and others.

So, Stark Industries has a longer history than S.H.I.E.L.D., and Tony is the founder's cub.

Fury's evaluation of Tony was very objective but also ugly, but Tony was finally willing to abandon these so-called radical methods and join the Avengers, which is already worthy of Fury, S.H.I.E.L.D. and his long-dead father.

As we all know, every time Tony, as the protagonist, wants to make some big news, he will inevitably lead to a troublesome villain.

The person who blocked him this time was the son of his father's enemy.

Ivan Vanke, known as the "Mourning Whip" in Jianghu, of course, there is no such nickname yet.

Now, Ivan and his father are in Moscow.

However, the city is very big, and it is impossible for Hong Fei to find the houses one by one.

But as long as he still lives in the city, there must be a trace.

Taking a taxi to a certain bar, after entering the door, my ears are suddenly surrounded by noisy voices, the eyes are deliberately dimmed, and so on, all kinds of strange and messy smells blow on my face.

Walking straight to the bar through the crowd, the old bartender glanced at him, then continued to lower his head to wipe the glass, but said, "What to drink?"

"I'm looking for Yeager."

The old bartender gave a meal, and then said without a trace, "There is no Yeager here."

"Frank Custer introduced me."

Hearing this, the old bartender finally put down his glass and looked up at Hong Fei.

After a while, he shook his head: "That's not true." After speaking, he continued to lower his head and pick up the wine glass.

Hong Fei pouted and threw the leather bag in his hand into the counter, "I think it is possible."

The old bartender frowned slightly, and turned his hand to open the zipper gently. When he saw one corner, he slowly pulled the zipper back up, then picked up the purse and turned around and said, "Follow me."

Hong Fei followed him to the back, then opened the floor and entered the basement. After lighting the oil lamp, the old bartender locked the money in the purse to the safe and asked, "Tell me, who are you looking for? But I have to remind you first, But don't ask me about those young people, you see, I'm old."

The old bartender Yeager's movements and words are very slow, but Hong Fei believes that he must not be slow when he shoots, otherwise his rapid fire and sniping will not always be admired by Frank. Frank originally wanted to make this happen. A Yeager became Hong Fei's shooting instructor, but this was obviously not necessary.

"It's not a young man. The old one is probably dying or already dead. His son should be in his forties this year."

"Then I should know." Yeager slowly locked the safe, turned around and said, "Name."

Hong Fei: "Anthony Vanke, Ivan Vanke."

Yeager closed his eyes expressionlessly, obviously thinking, and said at the same time, "If you want to be faster, then give me more information."

"Anthony used to be a scientist, worked in the United States, and was later expelled as a spy..."

Yeager opened his eyes instantly, and Hong Fei also stopped.

"Why are you looking for him?" Yeager said quickly, "Forget it, don't tell me."

He lowered his head and wrote it in the notebook, saying, "I know him, he often came to me to drink before he got sick, and I have seen his son, he is very smart, but unfortunately he did not follow the right path. I can see that he is a Someone with a secret, when I was younger, I might have wondered what he was hiding."

With a swoosh, he tore off the paper and handed it to Hong Fei.

Hong Fei took it, and there was an address on the paper.

Before leaving, Yeager said again, "You don't know me when you leave this door, and I don't know you. This is the rule."

"Don't worry~www.NovelMTL.com~ Leaving the bar, the cold wind made Hong Fei tighten his coat. He simply stood on the street and took a taxi to the location on the paper.

The vehicle left the downtown area and came to a remote place, surrounded by only low-rise old buildings.

After getting off the car, Hong Fei went straight upstairs and stopped in front of an old door.

There was a faint sound inside the door.

dong dong!

Hong Fei knocked on the door, and the door instantly became quiet.

dong dong!

"Who?"

Hong Fei was silent for a while, then took a step back, raised his leg and kicked the door open.

The Eye of Death opens simultaneously.

The furnishings in the room are dirty and messy. A separate sofa is full of dirty clothes. A middle-aged man with long hair is standing in front of him. He has a toothpick in his mouth, and a long gun has been raised in his hand. To his left is a man. There is a single bed, and on the right is a workbench. There is a blue drawing on the table, and a round thing is shining on it, and there are two unfinished metal whips next to it.

He was the only one in the whole room, and there was no Anthony who was dying. I thought he had passed away at this time.

Turning back again, Hong Fei put a pinch on his fingertips, and two playing cards flew out in no particular order.

Hearing a sharp sound, the two cards were inserted into the back of each other's hands in an instant, and the gun immediately fell.

Closing the eyes of the **** of death, Ivan shook his hands and stared at Hong Fei.

"Who are you?"

"It's still a stranger now, but soon I'll be your boss."

Ivan took a sip, not sure if it was the toothpick or something else.

Hong Fei turned his hands and closed the door, looked around again, and then said with a smile, "Are you going to make a big deal?"

Stupid Maozi, come to the bowl.