We discussed it for a long time, and it wasn't until the evening that we were able to finish discussing the plan. After leaving the seventeenth inning, I chatted casually with Zhao Yi on the way back. He seemed a little excited, not just him, to be exact, but I also had some. Because we all know that this is a big operation, and it can even be regarded as the largest offensive operation in the seventeenth round so far. I think I'm qualified to say that, after all, I've been working with Paul since the very beginning of the seventeenth inning. So I can be sure and I am qualified to be sure.

Of course, there is also a lot of worry and even timidity in this excitement. I still don't know what to do with Krzhakov. It's a strange feeling, and it's very uncomfortable. He was different from my previous opponents, who had caused me a lot of trouble and losses, but never made me feel overwhelmed or incomprehensible. I can deal with them with a lot of confidence, even when the situation is not good. It's as if it's as simple as being more persistent and more ferocious than anyone else.

If it was just for Chrissy, I wouldn't have had any idea. Ground snakes? Can it be stronger than that Mexican drug cartel? But in the face of Krzhakov, I couldn't think of a way for a while. Because he always made me worry about whether I had inadvertently ignored something and unconsciously stepped into the group. And not long ago in Suhubi, this guy quietly walked past me with someone, and then sat in a café only ten or twenty meters away from me, which hit me very hard, making me feel that he was far more cunning and experienced than I thought.

And Zhao Yi's excitement is relatively simple and pure. From the chat, I know that he divided his revenge into several parts. First of all, there are the traitors within the Nikki organization and those who stand by and watch the death without help, and now these people are already dead and fleeing, such as Dimitri and Milarov. Bodachev can be regarded as a person who cannot be saved, but he is also the worst, and the family is left with a son-in-law like Mutu.

So this part, Zhao Yi thinks it can be regarded as completed. The next part is Krish and Balcas, partners who betray him and Nicky. He told me that he had thought it would be a while before he would take seventeen rounds to attack them, because he thought the old guy would see how they did when they took over Nicky's organization and see if it was worth investing in it again. At the same time, he also thinks that the old guy will be more conservative, keep what he has achieved, and only think of anything else after he has stabilized, after all, there are too many people on that long black list, and Chrissy is just a part of it, even an inconspicuous part. But now the old guy or the seventeenth game seems to be more anxious than him. Directly going to France to start the operation. This unexpected event became a kind of surprise, and it was difficult for him not to be excited.

I looked at Zhao Yi, who was immersed in the pleasure of revenge, and although I didn't want to pour cold water on him at this time, I still gave him a detailed introduction to the dangers we were going to face, especially the person Krzhakov. But it didn't work out well, and for a moment I felt as if his attention was all on Chrissy, according to the classic line, "Blinded by hatred." "I didn't take what I said too seriously. Even if I told him that Krzhakov was probably the planner and commander of this series of operations against the seventeenth bureau and the important partners of the seventeenth bureau, it still did not make him feel that Krzhakov was terrible.

Four days later, the old guy found us again. But this time he didn't call us to the seventeenth round, but he himself and Ivan came to Paul's place. Rebic didn't come along, and the old guy told us that he was busy coordinating the entire workforce involved in the mission and making plans.

The old guy didn't use Paul's room here to live the office, but in the old guy's car. In the car, a total of four of us had a very simple exchange. The old guy told Zhao Yi that the personnel and eyeliner in charge of monitoring were in place, and Zhao Yi's friend named Lu had been monitored. This guy is in Marseille at the moment, and he had just met with the Clich family a day earlier, the same gentleman Dusan Crees.

After a brief briefing, the old guy told us that we were ready to go. Seventeen has been contacted here, and we will go straight to Bari, Italy. Milk will be there to pick us up and contact the guy when we get there. Rebic will also go to Italy, but not with us. It's not easy to meet us in Italy, but there will be contact. There, he would be responsible for preparing and arranging evacuation plans, as well as gathering intelligence.

After explaining this, the old guy let us get out of the car, and it looked like he was leaving Ukraine for Russia again. Although he didn't say it, he was sure that he would go to Russia before the big operation.

After receiving the old guy's instructions, Zhao Yi and I immediately gathered the people we had thought of. Actually, there's nothing to think about, and now we're just these people, the mountains, the sissy, and the map of the healed injury. There are so many people, this time it is to negotiate, not a real action, and it is useless if there are too many people. According to the old guy's plan, this operation will be a little larger in terms of time span. Talking to this guy named Lu is only the first step, and even after the negotiation is completed, there is a process of gathering intelligence through him, and then formulating a corresponding action plan based on the information. So it's still very early to actually act, or do it, at least now without thinking about how to do it.

After deciding on the people, we simply packed up our things and left Ukraine under the arrangement of the 17th Bureau. We arrived in Italy a day and a half later, after a connecting flight to the southeastern city of Bari, where we met Milk and Grandet in the airport lobby.

It's definitely a pleasure to see these two guys again. After we met, the three of us laughed and hugged each other, and they kissed me on the cheek.

Milk seemed to be fully recovered, much more than before, and perhaps because of the visit to the beach, he seemed to be a little darker and had a neatly groomed mustache than before. And what about Grande? It's still the same as the profiteer, but it's also much longer and more mellow than before. It seems that these two people are doing well these days.

"Gypsy, you're getting darker and thinner. Have you been idle? Milk looked at me.

I smiled wryly and said, "No way... I can't get off Paul's thief ship. “

Milk nodded and glanced at Zhao Yi, and after a brief hug with him, he said, "Are these people all?" “

"Yes. That's it. I looked at the others behind me, and then the sissy said with a look of yearning and anticipation: "We can go to Milan. Going to Milan? “

Ask for fat... Seeking fat...

(End of chapter)