Chapter 780 Mao-style tourism

"After we see the bears, I will take you to the Kremlin to see Putin. An uncle of mine works as a housekeeper there. We can sneak in quietly. If you are lucky, you can pass by Putin. Don't worry. No one will find us."

In the back of the chartered car heading to the suburban forest, Rosoff said to Lin Jie in a very mysterious tone. People who didn't know might think that these two guys were talking about something shameful.

Lin Jie, who came to Russia for the first time, was quite surprised by the unique "customs and customs" here. Originally, he wanted Rosov to take him to play with tanks and AKs, and he even prepared entertainment funds specially approved by his father. .

But first go see the bears and then go see Putin

To be honest, Lin Jie never expected such a travel itinerary, especially after learning that Rosov was a descendant of the heroes of the Red Army, and that his great-grandfather Lavrinenko was the number one ace of the Soviet Red Army tank troops in World War II. He seemed to see a fairy. The same feeling of surprise became even stronger.

"What do those bears look like?"

When he really had nothing to say and seemed a little embarrassed, Lin Jie said something like this out of the blue and he didn't know why. Rosoff, who had never expected to be serious, answered very seriously.

"Well, how can I describe it to you? First of all, you have to imagine a monster covered with long brown hair. Its palm is so big that it can slap your head into paste with one slap. Then it is so tall. You stand on me It's probably about the same height on the shoulders, and it's very fat, with a lot of fat, and it can push your intestines out with one push, I guarantee it."

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Lin Jie, who looked hopeless, didn't know how to continue this conversation until he followed Rosov's lead and saw the legendary Russian authentic wild fur bear.

Unfortunately, Rosoff, the second-person photographer who forgot to turn off the flash while taking the photo, disturbed the bear.

The monster, which stood up to over 3 meters tall, immediately ran wildly towards Lin Jie and Rosoff. Lin Jie originally hoped that Rosoff, a tough guy, would have some magic weapon against bears. Unexpectedly, when the furry bear roared and rushed over, this bitch would smear oil on his soles and run faster than himself.

"Rosov, you bitch, I'm telling you, if you were to leave China right now, I'd kill you within three days and raise all your ashes! I wouldn't take you for being such a fucking deceitful person. , I almost fed you authentic Russian fur bears for dinner!”

After finally escaping, Lin Jie sat in the back seat of the car with lingering fears and panting. Unexpectedly, Rosov, a heartless idiot, still looked stupid and didn't take it seriously.

"Okay, that was an unexpected situation. Let's take a rest and have a night's sleep. We will go see Putin tomorrow. I will contact my uncle tonight to open the back door for us. We can just bypass the FSB gang then. It’s not difficult at all, I won’t lie to you this time, really.”

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As I said just now, if this was China and not Russia, Lin Jie would have wanted to punch Rosov to the ground right now.

"If I still go with you tomorrow, I will run back the same way to feed the bears! Today I almost lost my life. If I sneak into the Kremlin with you tomorrow, I should be shot!"

Rosoff blinked after being scolded by Lin Jie, as if he was suddenly scolded for no reason because of something he had done that seemed ordinary to him. His eyes were a little confused and a little aggrieved.

"Hey, no, Comrade Lin, you have to believe me when I say it! I really think you are from China, so we should establish a good comrade-in-arms relationship! That's why I want to take you to experience what I have specially booked for you. It’s a specially designed tourism project, don’t you see how exciting it is? You will never see such a strong wild bear in your Chinese zoo!”

"Get out! I don't want to talk to you, don't touch me!"

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Lin Jie's wonderful adventure has come to an end.

After that, the two took the car directly back to the university dormitory.

Lin Jie, who had just returned to the dormitory and was about to take a nap to calm down his shock, saw that Rosoff's leg had been cut deeply. The blood had flowed down the leg and into the sneakers, but his body was still with him. Rosoff, who was as strong as a human-shaped walking bear and covered with chest hair, was completely unaware of this. Maybe he was in a hurry when he ran away and was cut open by a branch without realizing it.

"Really, I'm not lying to you, Rosov. In China, it's a miracle that someone like you can live to this age, like being in the newspapers."

Malashenko, who had bandaged Anya's calf wound with his own hands, was doing the same thing in his hands. At the same time, he couldn't help but recall that he had bandaged the calf wound of Rosov, a guy whose foot smell could kill a billion people. scene.

The smell is so damn good that it hurts my nose through my shoes, it makes me sick just thinking about it!

"Fortunately, this time I'm just bandaging the girl, that's all."

While getting started with the operation, he was still thinking about other things. Naturally, Malashenko did not realize that the look in Anya's eyes had changed. Her eyes were as hot as fire in the water and could push Malashenko down. The bathtub filled with water evaporates, half as gentle as water and half as passionate as fire.

Anya can't help herself now

After finishing what he was doing, Malashenko instinctively avoided Anya, who was desperate for love, and chose to go alone near the entrance of the air-raid shelter and quietly light a cigarette.

"Damn you, you are so bloody! I have to find a way to escape quickly. If I continue to stay here, I will get myself into it sooner or later. What is this guy Lavrinenko doing now?"

Rather than continue to stay in this air-raid shelter, Malashenko really wanted this air raid to end quickly so that he could quickly find an excuse to return to his unit, even if it was to temporarily escape the clutches of "Anya".

Malashenko was really worried that if he continued to stay with Anya, the old virgin body he inherited would be destroyed at the speed of light.

"Gan! The smell of broken cigarettes is getting worse the more you smoke it! That guy Karachev hasn't given me the cigarettes he promised me yet. Go back and ask him for them quickly, lest this American guy reneges on his debt."

As if he heard Malashenko's cry from the bottom of his heart, the violent tremors and explosions rising from the ground above the air-raid shelter suddenly stopped.

Just when Malashenko was a little puzzled, a faint roar of thunder and the sound of machine guns replaced the previous bombing sound and instantly rang in his ears.

"What the hell? Could it be that there was a fight?"