The years of red flags

Chapter 694 Brotherhood

It was still the same two cars, but this time Jiang Hua and Zhong Yuemin were in the same car, with Andreev leading the way.

Jiang Hua smiled and said: "What's the matter? Have you figured it out this time? Last night, I felt that you were not very strong. This morning, you are actually full of energy. What kind of elixir did you take?"

"I figured it out." Zhong Yuemin said with a righteous look: "Whether it is a fall or not, I will fall anyway, and I can't avoid it. And it's not that I have no chance of winning at all. Tactics and techniques are still useful."

Jiang Hua nodded: "Understood, it means breaking the can."

Fortunately, the driver couldn't understand what Jiang Hua and Zhong Yuemin were talking about, otherwise he would have to laugh out loud.

Creaking, two cars stopped at the entrance of a boxing gym, and Andreev got out of the car cheerfully, and said to Zhong Yuemin: "After we go in, we will come here for real. If you regret it, admit it here now and tell me In a word, I, Zhong Yuemin, am an idiot, so I'll let you go and make fun of you for a few years at most."

Zhong Yuemin looked at Andreev, and smiled contemptuously: "Admit it, this word is not in my dictionary. There has always been only Zhong Yuemin who died in battle, and there is no coward who knelt down."

"Okay, have the backbone, I can't wait to throw you." Andreev said excitedly: "This is the largest sambo boxing gym in the city of thousands of tops, and there have been many sambo experts. It’s here to learn.”

"I learned wrestling, the authentic Beijing fast wrestling, and I will compete with you today." Zhong Yuemin patted his chest and said, "Oh, by the way, I also learned free wrestling."

Andreev waved his hand: "Then let me see how powerful you are, I will be ashamed today."

A group of people walked into the boxing gym, Andreev took Zhong Yuemin to change clothes, Jiang Hua sat alone on the stand, watching the people below practicing boxing, looking very abrupt.

After a while, Andreev and Zhong Yuemin came out, and Andreev waved his hands, and was shouted by other students: "Get out of the way, I'm going to have a showdown with this person opposite today."

Andreev's words elicited roars of laughter. No matter the height, shape or weight of the two people, there was a stark contrast.

Someone who seemed to be a fighting instructor stood up and said, "Andreev, you are not a heavyweight. You are obviously a super heavyweight. Why are you fighting against a lightweight?"

Although Zhong Yuemin also has muscles on his body, he looks as if his ribs have become fine, and he is directly regarded as a lightweight player.

"This is a matter of my dignity. Back then, when I was in the capital of the flower planter, I was wrestled nine times by this kid. Today, I want to avenge my shame."

Obviously, Andreev's words caused a roar of laughter again, and Jiang Hua couldn't figure out how he would blow himself up.

Zhong Yuemin did not explain, but said in unproficient Russian: "Obviously I fell eighteen somersaults."

This remark caused a roar of laughter again, and many people looked at Andreev with mocking eyes.

The fighting coach held back a smile and said, "Okay, since you want to avenge your shame, then I'll act as a temporary referee. Is there any disagreement between the two sides?"

Andreev and Zhong Yuemin nodded, and the fighting coach stood between the two of them and waved his hand: "Start."

Zhong Yueming immediately rushed forward at an extremely fast speed and harassed Andreev. One thing made him guess right, and Andreev's movement speed was indeed not fast.

Zhong Yuemin's fists and kicks hit Andreev's body like scratching an itch, but Zhong Yuemin was not in a hurry, knowing that his attack was ineffective, he still kept dealing with Andreev.

Jiang Hua understood that Zhong Yuemin was killing Andreev's patience. Andreev was huge and couldn't move at the same speed as Zhong Yuemin. He kept changing directions, and he felt a little impatient. The harassment made him a little annoyed.

But Zhong Yuemin saw the opportunity, squatted down and jumped forward, hugged Andreev's feet and kicked off, with a loud noise, Andreev was thrown to the ground.

Zhong Yuemin raised his hands triumphantly, laughter and whistles rang out all around.

Someone teased Andreev: "Andreev, you are like the bear in the backyard of my grandma's house, who was taught by my grandma with a stick and couldn't find his way."

"Andre, you fell down really simply, without hesitation at all."

Andreev shook his head and stood up. Obviously, the fall only made him dizzy for a moment, and it didn't do much harm to him.

Andreev yelled, "Go on."

So the coach waved his big hand again: "Start."

The two fought back and forth, and Andreev's subordinates were very measured. It could be seen that he didn't use all his strength. Even if he hit Zhong Yuemin, he didn't suffer serious injuries.

In a blink of an eye, Andreev was thrown twice, and Zhong Yuemin was also thrown twice, but the two of them didn't stop at all.

Jiang Hua shook his head with a smile, they are really two young children.

At this time, a voice came from behind: "Sir, you are a businessman from a flower grower, aren't you the one who brought those cans at the train station yesterday?"

Jiang Hua glanced back, a man in combat uniform was sitting behind Jiang Hua, looking at Jiang Hua at him, so he took a step forward and sat beside Jiang Hua.

Jiang Hua nodded: "Yes, I am that businessman, what advice do you have?"

"We want to buy some supplies from you." The man said with a smile, "Your canned food and liquor are in short supply in the market."

"You are well-informed enough to know what my supplies are, but you should also know that all those supplies have been packaged and bought by the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

The man was not in a hurry, and said unhurriedly: "Yes, we are very clear about this, but we also know that the supplies you want to transport must be more than that."

"So what do you mean?"

The man smiled and said, "Among the supplies you will ship later, can you share a little bit with us?"

Jiang Hua frowned and asked: "If you want to buy my supplies, at least you have to report yourself. Which department do you belong to?"

The man shrugged his shoulders: "I'm not from a government department. I'm from the Songcawo Brotherhood. It's a private market. Do you know that our supplies will truly flow to the hands of the people for the kind of shady ones."

Jiang Hua rested his chin in his hand. He had really heard about the Songcawo Brotherhood, but not now, but later, or in previous lives.

He read on the Internet that Hongmen is the most powerful club in the world, and then Songcaiwo Brotherhood.

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(End of this chapter)