Under the light, an extended Rolls-Royce car was quietly parked not far from the bar, and in it sat Alexander, who was very arrogant in the bar before, and he was staring at Xia Yunjie and the three who were coming out of the bar with resentful and hateful eyes.

"Mr. Alexander, do you want to kill them?" asked Saudin, who was sitting next to Alexander, with a hint of hatred and fear in his eyes, and a pistol in his hand!

"Fool, put away your gun! Do you think this is Moscow? This is Cyprus! Do you think the police in Cyprus are all ****? Just now there was such a big fuss in the bar, and now if you kill him, the police will not immediately suspect that Lao Tzu did it. Alexander was already holding his breath, and when he saw Saudin beside him say such brainless words, he couldn't help but raise his hand and slap him on the head.

Saudin put away his pistol in a daze, and said, "What then?

"Forget it, Saudin, you are going back the more you live! Have you ever seen the people who beat me Alexander just like that? Tell someone to keep an eye on them for me, don't let them get lost, I need time to think about how to kill them. Shall we let the Cypriots get them, or will we kill them ourselves!, but, definitely not today!" In the dark, Alexander's eyes showed a naked murderous intent.

"I see!" a cruel sneer appeared on the corner of Saudin's mouth when he heard this, and there was no longer the slightest fear in his eyes, only schadenfreude and a thick murderous intent.

As Yelena said, Alexander not only had power in Cyprus, but his people also had guns. No matter how good a person is in martial arts, it is useless in the face of power and guns.

When both Saudin and Alexander had a murderous intent in their eyes, Xia Yunjie, who was walking, suddenly glanced back at them.

Although they were far away, although they were separated by glass windows, although it was still night, when they saw the Chinese in the distance turning their heads and looking at them, Sauddin and Alexander's hearts were inexplicably grabbed by something, and there was a chill.

"Damn, hell! Could it be that the Chinese found out about us?" said Saudin with a trembling voice.

"What if I find out? I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!" Alexander, frightened, screamed almost nervously in the car as if he had been greatly humiliated and stimulated.

"What do you look back on? Do you regret missing so many foreign girls? And that Russian woman is still very tasteful! Otherwise, Sister Zhong and I will go back to the hotel first, and you will go back to the bar alone, and we will not be in the way on the side. Su Zhiyan saw Xia Yunjie look behind her and teased with a smile.

"Besides, if you didn't have to cause trouble, would I be watched like a national treasure panda tonight?" Xia Yunjie rolled his eyes angrily.

"Giggles, kindness is not rewarded. Didn't I give you a chance to behave in front of a foreign woman?" Su Zhiyan giggled gloatingly.

"You're still laughing, look at how I clean you up at night!" Xia Yunjie said through gritted teeth.

"Giggles, you have the ability to catch me!" Su Zhiyan twisted her waist when she heard this, and ran away like a gust of wind, and the laughter echoed in the night sky of a foreign country, so cheerful, so pleasant!

"Little goblin, look how I subdued you!" Xia Yunjie smiled when he saw this, pulled up Zhong Yangying and flashed to Su Zhiyan's side, stretched out his long arms, grabbed Su Zhiyan's waist, and then directly clamped her under her armpits, crossed the road like that, and walked towards the hotel.

"Hey, hey, put me down, Xia Yunjie, you big villain, you big laipi, you can't use martial arts, you can't use spells!" Su Zhiyan was caught under Xia Yunjie's armpit, screaming and struggling with her hands.

"Do I have it? I'm just born with fast feet and great strength. Xia Yunjie smiled proudly, without the slightest intention of putting Su Zhiyan down.

"Sister Zhong, Sister Zhong, help me clean up this guy!" Su Zhiyan saw that Xia Yunjie refused to let her go, so she had to ask Zhong Yangying to help.

"I don't dare, this guy was playing several in the bar just now. Zhong Yangying said with a smile.

"Sister Zhong, you can't do this!" Su Zhiyan couldn't help screaming when she saw that Zhong Yangying refused to help, and then said helplessly to Xia Yunjie: "Yunjie, Ajie, dear, I was wrong, let me down, I won't dare next time......"

"Don't you dare?" Xia Yunjie asked.

"I don't dare. Su Zhiyan said with a serious face.

Xia Yunjie laughed proudly when she heard this, and then put Su Zhiyan down, but just after putting her down, she jumped on Xia Yunjie's back and beat him with both hands.

Xia Yunjie naturally didn't get annoyed when he saw this, but reached out and pulled back, held her sexy ass, and carried her whole person up.

In this way, it was convenient for Su Zhiyan to take revenge, she rode on Xia Yunjie's back, a pair of pink fists fell on his shoulders like raindrops, and said with hatred in her mouth: "Let you clip Miss Ben, let you make it bad, I will beat you, I will beat you!"

But after a while, the three of them suddenly laughed.

When Xia Yunjie and the three of them were playing and laughing very happily, in the bar, Yelena, who was dressed in black, was listening to the whispered report of a subordinate with sunken eyes and a pointed chin with a cold face.

"In the battle between the Lombardi family and the Bruno family, the Lombardi family has completely defeated the province of Milan, and now the Bruno family has begun to take action against us, and the Milan government parliament is also suppressing us. This is a big blow to our industry over there, as well as the subsequent asset transfer plan. Perhaps Mrs. Yelena should consider investing in Britain separately, as Mr. Abramovich did. ”

Yelena didn't say anything, just took a sip of red wine.

The aromatic and mellow red wine of Cyprus lingers in the mouth, but at this time it is bitter and astringent.

Since the "iron-fisted president" of Russia came to power, the winter of the financial oligarchy has come. Many financial oligarchs have either moved their assets, sought refuge in other countries, or gone to jail. Even Berezovsky, who was once the most glamorous and powerful in the Yeltsin era and once ranked 11th on the list of the world's richest people, can only hide in Britain and seek political asylum in Britain because of his wrenching with this "iron-fisted president". Abramovich, who was mentioned by her subordinates just now, is also a financial oligarch at the same level as Berezovsky, a wealthy man, worth about $20 billion, he is the most discerning and the most knowledgeable person who knows how to judge the situation, and has expressed his support and cooperation with this "iron-fisted president" from the beginning, so he did not end up with Berezovsky, but Rao is so, his assets are also a large number of emigrants, and people have settled in Britain all year round.

Twenty-nine-year-old Yelena herself was not a financial oligarch herself, she can only say that her husband is barely a financial oligarchy, she is nothing more than inheriting his husband's inheritance, and then using this inheritance to push his husband's career to another peak, which has also achieved her fame, so that she has the same reputation as the Ukrainian oil queen Yulia Tymoshenko, and of course she has a more gorgeous and sexy body than Yulia Tymoshenko.

It is not easy for a woman to be successful, no matter what country she is in. From the death of her husband to her full control of the financial empire left by her husband, and then to her reaching the pinnacle of her own career, it is not an exaggeration to say that every step is difficult and thrilling. Some say she relied on her husband's wealth and connections, others say that she relied on her devilish figure and angelic appearance to move between business and politics like a fish in water, and to buy energy companies one after another......

Only the people around her who help her know that she really relies on her calm judgment and her cold methods, so the people around her secretly call her Black Widow, which does not have any derogatory meaning, but black is suitable to describe her dress and calm and cold, and the widow is because she is still single.

And now, since the "iron-fisted president" came to power, Yelena has ushered in another most difficult period since the death of her husband.

The difficulties here come not only from the Kremlin's repressive attitude, but also from the enemies that have developed over the years.

Like other Russian financial oligarchs fleeing the country, Yelena is no exception. The main destination she chose was Italy, and they had been secretly moving to Italy before her husband died, the most important of which was Milan. And in this process, their main partners are the Lombardi family.

Not only did the Lombardi family have a good reputation in Milanese high society, but secretly he was also one of the largest mafia families in the province of Milan.

In order to gain a foothold in Milan and even in Italy as a whole, Yelena once spared no effort to fund the Lombardi family to suppress other families, trying to prop up a spokesperson of the Bandarev family in Italy.

But a lot of times, things don't always go their way. Eventually, something happened to the Lombardi family, and they were almost uprooted by another Bruno family who had been suppressed by him. This is definitely very bad news for Yelena, who is speeding up her move to Milan.

As for her subordinates' mention of retreating to Britain or other countries, Yelena will not consider it for the time being. After all, she has poured too much money, effort and time into Milan, how can she say that she will be transferred?

"Is there any possibility of a conversation with Bruno?" asked Yelena for a long time.

"It's unlikely, because Evgeny won't agree, and besides, the Bruno family has a grudge against us for supporting the Lombardi family. The thin-chin man replied.

Yevgeny, Russia's financial oligarchy, is also Yelena's longtime rival.

"And what is the situation in Moscow now?" Yelena did not continue to ask about Italy, but asked Moscow instead.

Internal and external troubles, for Yelena, the most important thing is internal worries. If the "iron-fisted president" is willing to let go, no matter how much trouble Milan makes, it will not be able to shake her foundation, but if Moscow continues to step up the crackdown, then Milan's retreat is particularly important.