On this day, a group of burly White Russians came to the docks of the Tianjin branch in New Rome.

They are all in their thirties.

When the white-blooded White Russians walked in unison to the front of the reception room at the dock, Han Huaizhong and Su Wujian were startled.

Fortunately, the attitude of a thin White Russian man who led the team was very polite.

Then Han Huaiyi walked out of the dock.

"Charlie, I found the person you wanted. This is Semyon, who had served as a company commander in the Cossack Don battalion, half of them his former brothers, and half of them from Siberia. This is how the boss of the foot shop was introduced to Han Huaiyi.

Huai Zhong didn't know what his younger brother was going to do, so he watched without saying a word.

The strong body odor of the White Russians was smoky, and Su Wujian only dared to hide behind Huaizhong's back.

But Han Huaiyi stood straight, his eyes met Xie Miao, who had a mustache, and tilted his head: "Come in with me first." ”

The group soon came to the riverside area in the wharf.

The dock was empty, except for tall hangers.

The White Russians looked at these things curiously, but the person in charge of this group, Semyon, stared at Han Huaiyi, and he felt that Han Huaiyi had the aura of a soldier.

So when he came in, he asked in English, "Mr. Charlie, you were a soldier before?" ”

Yes, three years of armed police, six years of special police, that was the youth of my previous life.

Han Huaiyi nodded with a smile and said, "Just sit down." ”

Han Huaiyi, who was wearing a pair of jeans today, immediately sat on the ground, and Xie Miao and the others also sat down in a scattered manner.

Of course, the soldiers of this era will not have the collective quality of later generations, but judging from Han Huaiyi's insight, Xie Miao's group of people are indeed fierce guys who have seen blood.

As for discipline, the Cossacks had little discipline.

Han Huaiyi also knew that the real tide of the southward movement of White Russia would only begin after the Russian Revolution.

The Cossacks of this year were also sharp knives in the hands of the tsar and pioneers of Siberia.

So he had to know where they were.

Xie Miao was obviously prepared for this, and in the face of Han Huaiyi's inquiry, he answered the reason why his gang had left their homeland.

In 1900, at the age of twenty-seven, Semyon was already a company commander in a battalion of the Don Cavalry Division.

But there were more Tatars and Turks in the Don camps.

The White Russians, who were ostracized by them, repeatedly fought with each other against each other.

One day his brother Budyonny was away and did not return, and later they accidentally found a Tatar wearing Budyonny's riding boots.

"It was only later that Budyonny's boots were stuck in the swamp, and that the bastard from Georgia had lingered because of the mushroom cold. But we all thought this guy had been killed, so more than 100 of us fought with more than 200 of them. More than 100 people died in real fire on both sides, and we couldn't stay any longer, so we just went there immediately. ”

Then they met another group of Caucasian people in Siberia, and the two sides almost didn't get out of their dog's brains because of their wealth, but unlike in the Don River, they actually became a family.

Semyon pointed to a short guy beside him and introduced Han Huaiyi: "His name is Ivanovsky, and he is their head." ”

said to be short and strong, Ivanov's height is also 1.75 meters, and his small eyes are shining with scarlet light like a bull.

"We only have to fight, we have no other skills, we could have stayed quietly in Siberia, but Ivanov's wife was killed by the henchmen of the regiment commander while she was out, and she didn't say anything, so we fought with those guys again."

"How many people died this time?" Han Huaiyi asked.

"A dozen brothers stayed there, but changed each other's heads. We couldn't stay there, so we went to the Northeast. ”

"How many people died in the Northeast?" Han Huaiyi asked.

Xie Miao laughed: "No, sir, we were recruited by a bandit surnamed Dong in the northeast, but that bastard only knew how to drill into the woods and blackmail and kidnap, and in the end we chose to leave, and after coming to the Russian Concession in Tianjin by mistake, we used the savings we brought to do some business." ”

"And then the business fails." The boss of the foot walk said gloomily.

Semyon didn't feel embarrassed, and said bluntly: "Yes, we only know about war, so we quickly lost everything we had, and we were about to go back to Siberia, and then through him we learned your request, so we came to have a look." ”

After saying the above, Semyon asked directly: "Then what do you need us to do for you?" ”

Probably because he had been wandering for too long and suffered too many losses, he seemed very cautious.

Han Huaiyi beckoned, and asked Chen Touxiang, who was hiding on the side to peep here, to order, "Find my eldest brother to buy some wine and food." ”

Then he said to Semyon: "You're done telling your story, it's my turn." But before I do that, let me ask you a question, where did you learn English? ”

"There were also a handful of British and French people in the Don camp. They all fled to the north during the Anglo-French War. I learned English from them. Many of my brothers also have simple English and French conversations. ”

Well, Han Huaiyi remembered.

The European population of this era was indeed very mobile.

The Cossacks were never a single people, but a paramilitary group, inclusive of people of all nationalities, and it was not uncommon for any of them to know Gaelic or Turkish in Scotland.

Then Han Huaiyi told them his story.

After he blew the of "The Prodigal Son's Return", which had been blown countless times, and his current career map, Han Huaiyi told Xie Miao and everyone what happened between him and Hartung that day.

"Compared with Harbour, my current wealth is a drop in the bucket, but the future belongs to me. And he angered me, then his time would be over. ”

"What do you need us to do?" Xie Miao asked, and Han Huaiyi's narration made him a little boiling.

He likes Han Huaiyi's character.

"I need a force that has no intersection with all the forces in Shanghai, as for what to do, let me tell you first, what else can I give you."

He would persuade Fivoli to give the Cossacks the title of the New Roman Security Company to the Public Board.

The international merchant groups in Shanghai belong to the public concession, and the power of the French concession also needs to be strengthened.

Han Huaiyi is very sure of this.

After saying that, he continued to say to them, "These are all things I can give you, in addition to wealth. But the premise of this is to be loyal only to your employer, me! After returning to Shanghai with me this time, I will command you to kill Hartung's British bodyguards and cut off the arrogance of that old man with no wealth. ”

"it, Semyon, I'll screw his head off if he can't." Ivan, who had been silent, said suddenly.