On this day, a group of burly White Russia came up from the dock of the Tianjin branch of New Rome.

They are all around thirty years old.

When the big-sleeved and round-waisted Belarusians walked to the front of the reception room at the dock, Han Huaizhong and Su Wugui were both shocked.

Fortunately, a thin Belarusian man who led the team had a very polite attitude.

Then Han Huaiyi walked out of the dock.

"Charlie, I have found the person you want. This is Xie Miao. He used to be the company commander in the Cossachton River Battalion. Half of those were his original brothers, and half were from Siberia." The boss of the footsteps introduced to Han Huaiyi in this way.

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

The rich body sensation of the Belarusians is so exciting that Su Wugui only dares to hide behind Huai Zhong.

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

The group soon arrived at the riverside area inside the pier.

The pier was empty, only a tall hanger stood.

The Belarusians looked at these things curiously, but Xie Miao, the person in charge of this group, stared at Han Huaiyi. He felt that Han Huaiyi had the aura of a soldier.

So after coming in he asked in English: "Mr. Charlie, have you been a soldier before?"

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

Han Huaiyi smiled and nodded, saying, "Just sit around."

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

Of course, the soldiers of this era would not have the same collective qualities as those of later generations, but judging from Han Huaiyi's knowledge, Xie Miao and other people are indeed fierce guys who have seen blood.

As for discipline, the Cossacks had no discipline.

Han Huaiyi also knew that the real tide of Belarus going south only began after the Russian Revolution.

During this year, the Cossacks were also the sharp knife in the hands of the Tsar and the pioneers of Siberia.

So he needs to know their foundation.

Xie Miao was obviously prepared for this. In response to Han Huaiyi's inquiry, he answered the reasons why his people left their hometown.

In 1900, the twenty-seven-year-old Xie Miao was already the company commander in a battalion of the Don River Cavalry Division.

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

The Belarusians who were excluded by them were repeatedly tense and targeted each other.

One day his brother Budonnie went out and did not return, and later they accidentally discovered a Tatar wearing Budonnie's horse boots.

"Later I learned that Bujonny's boots were trapped in the swamp, and the bastard from Georgia lingered because of a gangster. But we all thought that this guy was killed, so more than 100 of us started to fuck each other. More than 100 people died after the fire broke out, and we couldn't stay any longer, so we just went there right away."

Then they met another group of Caucasians in Siberia. Both sides almost didn't shoot the dog's brain because of their wealth, but unlike the situation in the Don River, they became a family as they fought.

Xie Miao pointed to a short and strong guy beside him and introduced to Han Huaiyi: "His name is Ivanovsky, and it is their head."

He was short and strong, Ivanov was also 1.75 meters tall, and his small eyes were shining with scarlet light like a bull.

"We only know how to fight and have no other skills. We could have been quietly staying in Siberia, but Ivanov's wife was killed by the legion commander's confidant when she was out, and there was no explanation. So we fought with those guys again."

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

"A dozen brothers stayed there, but changed their heads. We couldn't stay there anymore, so we went to the Northeast."

"Some people were killed in the Northeast?" Han Huaiyi asked.

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

"Then the business failed." The boss of the foot said sinisterly.

Xie Miao didn't feel embarrassed, and said bluntly: "Yes, we only know how to fight, so we soon lost all the things at hand. We were about to go back to Siberia, and then through him, we learned your request, so we came over and take a look."

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

Maybe he suffered too much because he was wandering for too long and suffered too much. He seemed very cautious.

Han Huaiyi waved and asked Chen Touxiang, who was hiding beside him, to peep at here, to instruct: "Let me buy some wine and food for me."

Then he said to Xie Miao: "You have finished telling your story, it's my turn. But before that, I'll ask you a question, where did you learn English from."

"There are a few British and French people in the Don River Camp. They all fled to the north during the British-French War. My English was learned from them. There are also many people in my brothers who know how to have simple British-French dialogues."

OK, Han Huaiyi remembered.

The population mobility in Europe in this era is indeed very large.

The Cossacks have never been a single nation but a paramilitary group, which tolerate people of all races. Even if some of them know Scottish Gaelic or Turkish, it is not a rare thing.

Then Han Huaiyi told them his story.

After he finished bragging about the awesomeness of "the prodigal son turned back" that he had already bragged countless times, and his current career map, Han Huaiyi told Xie Miao and everyone about what happened between him and Ha Tong that day.

"Compared with Ha, my current wealth is his drop in the bucket, but the future belongs to me. If he angers me, then his era will end."

"What do we need to do?" Xie Miao asked, Han Huaiyi's narration made him a little excited.

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, I will tell you first, what else can I give you."

He would persuade Fewolly to give these Cossacks the title of the New Roman security company that could be affiliated with the Public Administration.

The Wanguo Business Group in Shanghai belongs to the public concession, and the power of the French concession also needs to be strengthened.

Han Huaiyi was very sure about this.

After saying the above, he continued to say to them: "These are all identities that I can give you, other than wealth. But the premise of getting these is to be loyal to your employer, me! After following me back to Shanghai this time, I will direct you to kill Hatong's British bodyguard and cut off the arrogance of that old person with only wealth."

"Don't do it, Xie Miao, if he can't do it, I will twist his head off." Ivan, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said.
Chapter completed!