Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Chapter 246 Tiger: Never Be a Slave (13)

A vein popped on Alexander's forehead.

As expected, the footsteps quickly went up the stairs, and then there was a knock on the wooden door.

The person outside the door didn't say anything. Three pairs of heavy leather boots made noises nearby. The man standing still just used his fists, bang bang bang, bang bang bang.

The door is covered with iron sheets inside and outside, with a solid wood core in the middle. To make such a sound by knocking, the person must have some kung fu skills.

Bang, bang, bang, like it was hitting someone's heart.

The woman who was sleeping uneasily on the bed frowned, moaned, and her eyelids trembled, but she didn't open them.

Her face was still red, with large patches of bruises and the swelling had not gone down, so her original appearance was unrecognizable.

All of the few large quilts Alexander had were piled on top of her, and there was no need to tuck them in because she couldn't move her limbs anyway.

He had covered himself with old clothes, and there were only a few pairs of torn shorts left in his closet, which was almost empty.

[Ahh——]

I sensed malicious intent, and my hair couldn't stop standing on end, as if I'd been electrocuted.

[Bang bang bang! 】

The person outside the door seemed to lose his patience and increased his force, causing the latch on the inside of the door to vibrate.

However, it won't fall off in a short time.

【Open the door! 】

The man standing outside the window paced back and forth, yelling impatiently, in English...

There are four people in the group, three Russian soldiers and one bald mercenary. The contrast between their strict discipline and obedience to orders and their unorganized, undisciplined and free-spirited style is obvious.

Alexander instantly remembered the people who had chased his grandfather. He reached under the bed and grabbed the handy machine gun in his arms.

Although his movements were very slight, the people outside the door heard the sound of guns rubbing against the ground, and without hesitation, they all raised their guns.

Aim at the four corners of the iron gate.

Bang bang bang!

Four gunshots rang out, breaking the bolt on the inside of the door almost simultaneously, and the iron and wooden door fell down.

A black muzzle of a gun was revealed.

The man who took the lead in knocking on the door looked serious. This gun was actually the latest heavy machine gun produced in the United States.

However, the person holding the gun was a curly-haired young man, and his posture was not standard at all. The gun was quite heavy, so he couldn't hold it, and he had to use his belly to support the back half...

The furnishings in the wooden house are simple and tidy, with a sense of life. All the odds and ends are placed in their designated places, very neatly.

【Ah! 】

(? ·?_·?)?

I'm so angry. I was ignored by the enemy. No one was paying attention to me!

The leading soldier A was full of contempt in his heart, but suddenly he heard a sound from something below his sight, so he reluctantly lowered his head, and then lowered it again.

It is understandable that the legs of a two-meter-tall giant cannot be seen from a normal perspective.

A little tiger with its fur standing on end stood at the feet of the young man holding a gun opposite, looking so fierce and ferocious that it was both laughable and ridiculous.

[It was you who refused to open the door. We are very polite! ]

Soldier A started speaking, in Russian, with clear and accurate pronunciation.

Alexander smiled wryly and said, "Oh, politeness. What guest is so polite as to open the door with a gun when no one answers the door after knocking?"

Moreover, if you call it being polite to point a gun at someone's head when you see him/her in the house, it's ridiculous!

[Who are you and what do you do? ]

[Heh, brat, you have no right to know our identities, but shouldn't you explain yourself to the person on the bed? ]

A man with a scar on his face behind Soldier A used his shoulder to block the mercenary who was about to speak nonsense, and went into the house without waiting for an answer.

There was no light on in the room. As the scarred man came in, the brightness in the room suddenly dimmed. A gust of cold wind rushed in along with his movements, lifting up a corner of the quilt on the bed.

The scarred man unceremoniously grabbed the quilt and threw it aside, leaving the person wrapped in layers of cloth on the bed, motionless like a mummy, exposed before his eyes.

Soldier A held the gun in his right hand and took out a cell phone from his trouser pocket with his left hand and threw it over.

[Look carefully, I have a photo of the lady here! ]

The scarred man clicked on the photo album. The blonde, blue-eyed, red-dressed beauty with a flamboyant smile and the human-shaped object in front of him with a face so swollen that even his parents couldn't recognize it, a bald scalp, and an indeterminate gender, how could they be even remotely similar? !

Alexander didn't understand what was going on. He just looked at the man's miserable appearance with half of his hair bald due to being caught by a branch, so he simply shaved his head.

Look, just like the bald head peeking outside the door, it can refract light sources wherever there is light, saving energy and electricity.

【Who are you? 】

When Soldier A saw the scarred man moving back and forth in hesitation, he knew that he could not confirm the identity of the person on the bed.

【My brother! 】

I don’t know why Alexander blurted out “brother”, feeling a little regretful and getting into big trouble.

He hated dealing with military personnel in the first place, and now, someone came directly to his home...

The door is broken, he can't sleep tonight!

The scarred man looked the man up and down, but couldn't find any resemblance to the photo. He turned around rudely, and his XXXXXL coat got caught on the wooden board that fixed the man's injured leg on the bed.

[Click——]

The pain woke me up...

[Ah…]

Yulia was in excruciating pain. When she opened her eyes, she saw a figure that looked like a huge black bear. She was so frightened that she couldn't even scream.

The scarred man was surprised when he saw her eyes clearly. He took out his mobile phone to zoom in for comparison. Sure enough, they were exactly the same eyes, as blue as Lake Baikal!

Of course, puffy eyelids greatly conceal and reduce the brilliance of the eyes.

[Ms. Yulia? ? ! ]

He realized belatedly that his rudeness had hurt the other person even more, but he still spoke up to confirm.

The person on the bed couldn't even move her head. She blinked when she heard the big black bear opposite her calling out her name.

[Ms. Yulia, is that you? If yes, just blink twice. I am from Group 014! ]

Yulia was in a daze, and recalling the desperate fall before she fell into coma, she actually blinked twice in cooperation.

Team 014 is my uncle's exclusive guard team. The members are like secret guards and never show themselves in public. Unexpectedly...

Alexander was confused. What? Did he really know her?

He was being too sentimental, thinking that they were here to seek revenge on him...

[Ah~]

Boy, your wife is going to fly again...

Yulia's current condition made it impossible to take her away. She was seriously injured and only survived the critical period thanks to Alexander's care.

The scarred man and Soldier A put down their guns and discussed how to take the person away in front of Alexander.

Another soldier went to the open space in front of the wooden house and made several gestures towards the sky with his hands opened and closed.

Alexander couldn't understand. He and the bald man outside the door glared at each other, neither of them looking down on the other.