Chapter 538: Downcast

What Sofia wants is not available in other worlds, you must go to the real world. It is inconvenient even in the real world at home, and must go abroad.
Zhou Qingfeng thought of a way, he flew to hk.
And in a humble apartment in hk
Vasily. B. Polyakov opened his eyes, propped up, rubbed his head, feeling weak and groggy.
It may be a cold or too much alcohol last night.
Get up and walk into the bathroom.
The cracked corner of the mirror is a Slav who is more than one meter nine, with thick arms, developed chest muscles, and a slightly somber face.
But this man's current situation is not very good. Embarrassed, down, and may be at risk of life at any time. He didn't know when he would live a stable life.
The faucet of the wash basin is broken, or the pipeline is too old, the outflow of water is very small, and it is also unpleasant.
Polyakov wiped his face with his hand holding water and walked out of the bathroom to find that the apartment where he lived opened the window.
This is a very small apartment, one bedroom and one living room with bathroom, mottled walls and worn floors. The living room has the only small window in the room, which was clearly closed last night.
Polyakov calmly returned to the bedside of the bedroom slowly, and found the pistol hidden under the bedside table. But as soon as the gun started, he immediately felt lighter.
The magazine in the gun was placed on the wardrobe opposite the bed.
damn it.
Polyakov ran quickly, grabbing the magazine and reloading.
But the magazine is also lighter.
Several 7.62mm pistols were placed on the wooden table in the living room, to be precise, they were being arranged in a row by the young man sitting on the sofa.
"Early, Mr. Marcos." The young man greeted casually. "The air in your room is not good, so I opened the window for you. Don't thank me."
The tall Slavs now have no money in their pockets and rent a small house in Kwai Wan, New Territories. The living conditions are very poor, but the rent is very expensive.
Polyakov rolled his eyes and scanned the other corners of the room. He didn't see anyone else, nor did he move particularly, he could only walk slowly toward the living room TV with a spare gun behind the large TV.
but
The gun is now on the TV. The magazine was also unloaded and the bullet was ejected.
"Should I call you Marcos, or Vasily?" The young man on the sofa asked staring.
This situation is not very good.
Ah, Polyakov sighed, his shoulders relaxed, and he put down the empty gun in his hand as if he were destined. He walked to the wine cabinet in the living room and turned his head to ask: "Mr. Zhou, you seem to know quite a lot."
"Because you said everything last night." The young man shrugged.
Pulling the wine cabinet halfway, Polyakov's hand froze, and he turned back again, "You used the vomiting agent on me? No wonder I got a headache early in the morning and seemed to forget something."
The young man pointed to the wine cabinet and said, "I advise you to drink less alcohol. Your liver is already showing signs of cirrhosis. Treating you is quite laborious."
The wine cabinet was empty and there was nothing left.
Polyakov laughed, "Ah, is this pitying me? Pitiful ordinary Russian?"
"You are not Russian, you are even more ordinary." The young man pointed to the pistol that was searched out, "but you are unlucky."
"Then what am I? KGB spy?"
"To be precise, you are a multi-faceted spy. You are a Russian-German and were sent to the KGB for training by the East German intelligence agency Stasi two years ago. But East Germany was finished last year.
Speaking of this, the young man smiled at the corner of his mouth.
In the 1990s, there were ups and downs, and there were many domestic and foreign incidents.
The Gulf War, the disintegration of the Soviet Union, and many major political changes under these major events. For example, the fall of the Berlin Wall and the merger of East and West, these things happened in the past 90 years.
This ended the 'Cold War', and a camp shift occurred throughout Eastern Europe.
‘Stasi’ is the former East German Ministry of National Security and has always been known for its high efficiency and loyalty. But this powerful institution was dissolved on March 31, 1990.
Polyakov, who was trained in Lubyanka, was dumbfounded.
During the 'Cold War', intelligence agencies in East and West killed each other mercilessly. The "Cold War" is over. West Germany can accept everything from East Germany, but it does not include the "Stasi" that was once a target.
In 1989, the Berlin Wall collapsed. In December of the same year, the headquarters of ‘Stasi’ in Dresden was smashed by angry East German people.
The "KGB" office building across the street has not escaped the disaster.
In February 1990, the high-ranking "Stasi" realized the danger and destroyed all databases and secret records. But they are too late.
After the merger, the newly elected German parliament carried out counterattacks, purging all former Stasi members, and prosecuting the perpetrators.
Polyakov had no way to return to East Germany. He took advantage of the 'KGB'. ‘Lubyanka’ welcomes his joining
But this is less than a year. The "KGB" is hard to protect by itself. Because of the brutal secret cleansing of the country for a long time, no one likes the KGB.
Especially in the years after the disintegration of the Soviet Union, the lost "KGB" was hit hard, saying that it is no exaggeration to cross the street.
At this time, both British and American intelligence agencies were very interested in their old rivals.
Don't think that this interest is good intentions, which often means catching, squeezing, teasing, and then erasing. Only very few particularly valuable goals will be raised.
The struggle in the underground world is so cruel.
Polyakov was not a major target, but he fled Moscow in panic. There are not many places in this world where he can settle down. Hk as a free port is one of them.
But as a former spy, what can Polyakov do? He also tried to find a new owner, but it was difficult for the intelligence community to change jobs.
It's not that you can admit a resume at home, maybe you will die faster if exposed.
When hiding under Tibet, Polyakov accidentally hit and ran to the crew of ‘Holy Light Entertainment’ to do odd jobs. He is arrogant and carefree like a carefree silly foreigner on weekdays, but he doesn't want to be targeted by his boss for his first appearance.
Very strange, why would a company owner who made a small movie know so much?
After listening to Zhou Qingfeng breaking his identity, Polyakov laughed, shook the bottle out of his hand, and kicked on the glass coffee table in the living room.
Zhou Qingfeng sat lazily on the sofa and lifted his hand away when the bottle reached the front door. The coffee table turned over to hit him, and he stepped on the coffee table with one foot and forced back to the ground.
The thick fist of the Slavs came with the sound of wind, his tall body resembled a muscular bear, and his momentum exploded. When he swings his fist, Zhou Qingfeng's counterattack is more rapid.
Stabbed in the abdomen, hit the lower jaw with a heavy punch, and also hit a knee with a diving jump. The heavy knees pressed against Slav's chest.
Zhou Qingfeng hasn't used force yet, if he can force it, he can knock the target's chest flat. But in this way, Polyakov's large piece of more than 100 kilograms was also hit by him.
At this moment, the opened wine bottle hit the ground, and the glass coffee table could not bear being trampled and shattered.
Polyakov crashed into the wall and hit the TV cabinet. After falling to the ground, he bowed his body, his chest and abdomen were sore, his head dizzy, and he instantly lost his ability to resist.
Zhou Qingfeng shook his hand and said, "You feel dizzy when you get up? That's not because I used the 'vomit agent' on you, but I beat you up when I came. You may have forgotten this Duan experienced. "
fuk!
Polyakov scolded painfully.
"Do you want to lose memory again?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.
Polyakov bowed back like a lobster and waved his hands over his stomach, saying, "No, no, no, amnesia is enough. I don't want a second time."
"So what's your name in the future? Vasily. B. Polyakov, or Marcos?"
"Marcos, the name Marcos is pretty good. I plan to start my life again and change my name." Mrs. Slav is sober now that he knows how to choose.
"Very good, we have reached a consensus."
Polyakov does not have to worry about finding a new owner, because the new owner finds his own door.