The Soviet era prohibited guns, but the Russian era prohibited guns, but there was a need for a legal license.
It was obviously impossible for all Russians to obey the law. Liu Zhizhuan and the others had just arrived yesterday, so it was impossible to have legal procedures for holding a gun today. Thus, they could only think of a way to do so on the black market. The black market was full of firearms of all kinds. As long as one had money, there was nothing short that could not be bought.
And now, a few years ago, when the Soviet Union had just disintegrated, not to mention guns, even tanks, aircraft cannons, and even mushroom bombs were sold. Liu Zhizhuan was just in case he got a defensive handgun, that would be too easy.Besides, most of the security checks around the world were just a show until there was no catastrophic terrorist activity that would have had a huge impact. It was too easy to bring a gun into a museum.
Someone was following him, and he wasn't that professional, so he could consider not using his gun for the time being. Furthermore, using weapons in this place would be courting death. It would be better to leave this place safely.
Since the Kremlin could now see, Red Square and the National History Museum had also seen it, everyone could now leave.
The hotel was not far away from Red Square, it was supposed to be very safe here, so the first thing he did was return to the hotel. But a hotel might not be able to guarantee complete safety, this was a foreign land, so Huang Weiguo and the other two were nervous.
"How about this, I'm going to the toilet." Guo Tai Lai's heart stirred, he spoke to Huang Weiguo and shot him a look.
Huang Weiguo frowned, anxiety evident in his eyes. Guo Tai Lai was definitely here to solve the problem. They were outsiders here, if they were to make a single move, it would bring them endless trouble. To make a move in this situation was too much of a risk.
Just as he was about to stop them, Guo Tai Lai easily avoided Huang Weiguo and headed towards the bathroom in the museum.
Huang Weiguo had no choice but to follow along. He Jianhua and Liu Zhizhuan followed closely behind, and increased the distance between them by a few meters.
As expected, the two people who were following him also followed. The one in the white T-shirt also followed Guo Tailai into the toilet.
However, as soon as that person walked into the washroom, when most of the people outside could still see his figure, his body suddenly went soft, and he fell down with a thud without any warning.
As it happened, there was a tourist who came out of the toilet. When he saw this situation, he immediately shouted in Russian and hurriedly helped him. He then squatted down to help him.
The one with the camera in his white T-shirt was shocked and rushed over to ask what was going on. The tourist who came out saw the white T-shirt fall at a close distance and quickly told him what he saw, "He suddenly fell down and called for an ambulance!"
This person went into the toilet with Guo Tailai. No one attacked him or made any unusual movements. The white T-shirt must be an emergency or else he wouldn't have fallen down for no reason. After falling to the ground, he looked like a dead man. His eyes were tightly shut, his mouth was constantly spitting out white foam, and his body was trembling nonstop. It was obvious that he was suffering from an emergency.
The companion holding the camera had no idea what was going on, and he had never heard of anyone suffering from an emergency illness like this. However, he had no choice but to believe what was happening, so he quickly dialed the emergency number, and with the help of others, carried the person to the entrance of the museum.
He Jianhua went up to help as if there was a serious matter at hand, and very enthusiastically sent them out. Amidst the chaos, Guo Tai Lai went to the toilet and washed his hands. He slowly walked out of the toilet and leisurely walked to the entrance of the museum.
Now that they were certain that there was no one behind them, they felt a bit more at ease.
"How did you do it?" Liu Zhizhuan asked curiously after fiddling with the camera for a while."Acupuncture!" Guo Tailai took out a long needle from between his fingers, smiled, and put it away. With Liu Zhizhuan's eyes, he actually did not see where Guo Tailai put the needle.
But that was enough to explain why the white T-shirt suddenly collapsed. Everyone knew that Guo Tailai had a The Beauty Shop at Justice Workshop. His acupuncture skills could even reduce weight and remove scars, let alone make people lose consciousness.
As for how he was going to accurately pierce through the opponent's acupoints while they were moving and make them lose consciousness, that wasn't even a problem. Guo Tai Lai can quickly process workpieces by hand with precision below 1 micron, so it won't be much more difficult to locate them? That needle looked over ten centimeters long, and it was extremely thin. If one were to cover it up slightly, they would naturally be able to see through it.
Although everyone wasn't nervous anymore, who were these people? Why was he following them? It's all very troublesome. If he knew that Guo Tai Lai's identity was after him, he would have to be careful. There must be some country's power involved in this. Otherwise, who the hell would know that Guo Tai Lai came to Moscow at this time? He must have been paying attention and found Guo Tailai's whereabouts from the flight information.However, their tracking skills were not very professional, and when the white t-shirt fainted, Liu Zhizhuan also saw it clearly, the two guys had tattoos on their bodies. The mob was more likely than the intelligence agents.
Now that he was safely back at the hotel, Guo Tailai decided not to go out for a stroll. He had seen what he needed to see, and he had also gotten what he needed to take. Therefore, he booked a flight back to Beijing through the hotel immediately and left quickly. The four of them packed their luggage and got the hotel to call for a seven-seater MPV, heading straight for the airport.
Huang Weiguo and the others were furious, but they couldn't do anything about it. They were not diplomatic, so it was impossible for them to carry guns. They could only follow as private bodyguards. Guo Tailai was not in the system, so he could not act as an official either. It was fine at home, but abroad, he had to be a little restrained. They should have solved the problem, but Guo Tai was the one who took care of it. It was too embarrassing.
In the hospital, the trackers with cameras had sent their companions to the emergency room. The doctor in the ambulance had already diagnosed epilepsy, which was very serious. Fortunately, the ambulance had arrived in time, otherwise, it would have been life-threatening.
Anxious to be rescued, the tracker did not forget to call his boss to report this matter. Hearing the sudden seizure of the white T-shirt, the boss frowned, but since things had already come to this, there was nothing he could do about it. After comforting his men for a while, the boss could only helplessly make another call and tell the person on the other side of the phone of the current situation.
"Trash!" After putting down the phone, a man in a suit couldn't help but curse. These Russian gangsters were trash. They couldn't even keep up with a single person, and they even had seizures along the way. It was truly a mistake to look for them."Boss, the target has booked a plane ticket back to China in the afternoon." After cursing, one of the subordinates quickly reported, "Should we get a friend from the customs to help detain him?"
Chapter end
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