Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Ukrainian?

A numb batch stuck in his chest.

There was a daze for zero and one second, and in an instant, Robert's stiff face was smiling again.

A month ago, hundreds of thousands of people gathered in Kiev. Ukrainian leaders stood in the central square and made the declaration of independence in the loudest voice.

In less than a week, Moscow, Leningrad and even the Soviet Union had a panoramic view. The military made many unusual moves. Even the frightening National Security Council was shuffled. Several Ukrainian agents who contributed to the Soviet Union were censored and isolated. Subsequently, they were deprived of their rights and distributed to other regions.

This incident was carried out very secretly, and ordinary people carrying banners and photos shouting on the street did not even know.

But by chance, Robert learned about it.

Women, men.

The two only factors that make up human society.

There will always be people who say that men come to conquer the world and conquer women, and women come to government and men conquer the world.

Every day he hangs out in the upper circles of Leningrad. Robert has in-depth exchanges with many women. There are well-known socialites from Moscow, well-known female hosts from Leningrad, and **** Czech girls from Prague.

Waving a lot of rubles, different women would accompany him to talk about his life every night. As a gentleman, Robert will always communicate life, talk about ideals, and describe the future with these girls in the most elegant way.

It was on a refreshing moonlight night, when Robert was chatting with a Czech girl, he learned about the KGB's internal mobilization.

He maintained the most elegant smile, but for a moment, Robert felt that the expression was wrong. The red face wrinkled, and the smile turned into a sympathetic look.

"Please forgive my impoliteness, my friend! I am sorry for what happened to you."

The huge contrast makes people very uncomfortable.

A smile, a daze, a smile again, and a look of sympathy.

It's like changing a face.

Perhaps even the top actor does not have the speed of Robert's face change.

Ivan Brakin Chekov was in a bad mood. If he had been in the past, he would definitely smash the nasty face in front of him.

But he can't.

Twenty years ago, Chekov was twenty years old. That age was the hottest time in a person's life.

American imperialism has been trying to split the alliance. Under the call of blood, Chekov chose to join the army to defend the country.

After five years, he was secretly transferred by the KGB with excellent qualities, and once again received the most demanding training. He went to Germany, to Prague, and even infiltrated the United States, spending a full twenty years for his proud country.

In the past twenty years, the once passionate soldier has made great contributions, born and died many times, and was promoted to lieutenant colonel.

This status is high for ordinary people, but in the entire Soviet Union, in Leningrad, or even the lieutenant colonel in the banquet hall is nothing.

Of course, this is not why Chekov dared not move Robert.

As a member of the National Security Council, he knows very well that this country may have come to an end. If Ukraine becomes independent from the Soviet Union, then he does not even know whether he is Ukrainian or Soviet.

Having spent twenty years for the country, Chekov has never been so at a loss.

The Soviet Union will no longer believe in its loyalty, and Ukraine, I am afraid it will not believe in his spy chief, his hands are stained with the blood of the enemy and his own people, even though they are all orders.

Now, the only thing he can do is to live for himself.

Chekov smiled bitterly again.

Compared to Robert's reaction, it is much better than many people. Once, colleagues in the alliance saw themselves as if they saw a poisonous snake. Ordinary people knew that they came from the KGB, and it was like seeing the devil. The old man's reaction was at least not so impressive. Embarrassed.

Taking a look at Eugene Yuri Tovsky next to him, Chekov let go of his ridiculous dignity, like the major general, he lost his status as a KGB lieutenant colonel.

"Thank you for your comfort. My friend, time can prove my loyalty."

"Of course! Great warriors can face all hardships, time will prove everything. But before that, I have a proposal."

"..."

"This is really a good proposal."

"Haha!"

"Love is great, it can erase all pain."

"Haha!"

"..."

Although Leningrad is the third largest city in the Far East of the Soviet Union, there are not many skyscrapers with a strong modern atmosphere. On both sides of the street, the most common are old-fashioned European buildings and houses with a lack of beauty. The rest is full of large blocks. A barren land of weeds.

But this is also good. In this kind of place, no one will know a lot of things even if the throat is broken.

211 Leningrad East Street.

More than a dozen soldiers wearing snow camouflage uniforms and carrying aK-47s stood at the door.

Soon, a Soviet Volga Haw wide car drove over, with a top Rolls-Royce in the middle, and finally, followed by several military pickup trucks with live ammunition.

No one dares to stop anything.

As the highest official here, Major General Eugene Yuri Tovsky is the master here.

The courtyard is very open. On a high tower, strong searchlights rotate from time to time, emitting silver light to a European-style dome building in the courtyard.

As the team stopped, Robert John, Tovsky, and Chekov walked off the most beautiful Rolls-Royce.

"Robert. Your Rolls Royce is amazing."

What a bunch of greedy guys.

Robert cursed inwardly, but the smile on his face was still like spring breeze.

"If the general likes it. Then it's your gift."

Tofsky showed the most hearty smile on his face, and he hugged Robert's fat body.

"Robert. You are my best friend."

"Okay. My friend, but can you let me go. I have never been interested in men."

"Haha! Then let my most beautiful girls come to welcome my most honorable guests."

Hush

A loud whistle.

At Yinzhi, a dozen female soldiers in military uniforms lined up.

Camouflage uniforms, tight-fitting combat clothes, wrapped in a proud figure that can't be concealed, small leather boots under the feet, stepping neatly, as the bright light shines, the neck of the female soldier, like snow, flashes the most exciting white.

Tovsky yelled at the female soldiers in the line.

"Girls. This is my most distinguished guest, Mr. Robert, and this is Lieutenant Colonel Ivan. You have to entertain them like me. You know?"

There is no neat slogan.

Under Tofsky's order, the female soldiers suddenly turned into battle angels who fell into the world, and surrounded the two Roberts.

In summer, thin camouflage uniforms can't hide anything at all.

Robert was fascinated by the arms of the two female soldiers. The touch is really memorable.

Soon, a group of people walked into the hall.

Gorgeous glazed lighting hanging in the center, illuminating everything around it, surrounded by many vivid female art sculptures, white complexion, proud body, almost fake.

On the bright yellow carpet, surrounded by white leather sofas glowing with silver light, Robert involuntarily sat on the sofa surrounded by a group of female soldiers affectionately.

At some point, someone had already taken off the extra stuff. Just as Robert made it, a blushing **** lips came over.

Robert was helpless to meet, but then the suit was forcibly ripped off.

A warm touch came from behind.

hiss--

"Oh Mika! I won't explain this bone here."

Due to factors of the times, there are many difficulties and constraints from the mainland to Hong Kong, but returning from Hong Kong will not be hindered in any way.

China, Shanghai.

Lu Shu looked at Shen Jiannan with a calm face, her eyes full of resentment.

On the way here, I had a lot to say, but after I came back, I suddenly found that I couldn't talk about it.

As a liar, body language and psychoanalysis are basic skills, not to mention Lu Shu's reaction without any cover.

But Shen Jiannan seemed to fail to see what Lu Shu was thinking.

This guy's face was full of doubts, and his eyes were all puzzled.

"Big brother~www.readwn.com~ why are you looking at me like this?"

Who is your eldest brother?

Who is your big brother.

A **** sister stuck in her chest.

But then, Lu Shu's face turned redder than pig liver.

Damn little white face.

There is no way to scold, Lu Shu scolded harshly in his heart.

But he had to admit,

It’s too easy for such a **** little white face to lie to girls.

He is jealous of handsome, elegant and seemingly crazy temperament, clearly cunning and sinister but seems sunny and cheerful, and there is so much money to spend.