Toria blushed and repeated,""Get lost, annoying."
Toria's howl was a little mournful. Chen Zong thought that this might be Toria's follower. Chen Zong looked at Toria's pleading eyes and said,
Chen Zong didn't say a word. He used his body to block Toria. The Russian man, who had always been afraid of cigars, had fire in his eyes. He spoke to Chen Zong, who was Toria's protector. He blew the pungent cigar on Chen Zong's face from time to time. It was a stalemate for a while.
The Russian finally couldn't help but attack Chen Zong. The Russian tugged at Chen Zong's clothes and waved at the other two Russians beside him. A flurry of punches and kicks rained down on Chen Zong. Chen Zong was not someone to be trifled with. The 1.8-meter tall Chen Zong was breathing rapidly as he blocked the punches and kicks around him. Then, he grabbed a piece of wood that he had picked up outside the chaotic platform and threw it at the Russian who was attacking him.
Chen Zong shouted," You damn Russian, I'll let you have a taste of me." The three Russians were knocked back by Chen Zong and retreated to a blind spot at the station. The Russians bared their teeth and looked angry, but their eyes were obviously red with love and jealousy.
Just as Chen Zong and the Russians were fighting, an old truck drove over and a man jumped out of it. The man was in his fifties. Chen Zong saw the man throw Toria's backpack into the car and then rushed over.
The Russian man stood in front of the three Russians who were fighting Chen Zong. The three of them immediately stopped and shook their heads helplessly. The Russian who was smoking a cigar immediately said respectfully,"Beg him (uncle), beg him (uncle)," he shouted.
He even offered a cigarette to the old Russian man. He was like a grandson. Under the old man's gaze and roar, he fled dejectedly. At this moment, Chen Zong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the old man carefully.
Toria walked over and called out,"Father."
Her eyes were red as she swallowed her words. Toria whispered into the old man's ear. Chen Zong thought that she was probably introducing herself.
After a while, the old man walked over and patted Chen Zong's shoulder.""Ke Mu Rui De (comrade), well done" had a friendly look on his face and kept examining himself with his eyes.
" Zongzi," Toria said to Chen Zong," Father said that you're a man. He's very satisfied."”
The old Russian man's name was " Bofu ". He was Toria's father, and he was running a brick factory that was about to close down. The three bastards just now were from a village in Toria. They were the hooligans in that village, and they were bad people. Bofu was very generous and invited Chen Zong to his truck.
" Father," Toria said," we still have a colleague who hasn't arrived yet. Let's wait."”
The three of them found a rundown bar outside the station and sat down. Toria ordered a beef and potato soup. Toria's father, Bofu, took some bread and a bottle of vodka from the car. Bofu bit open the bottle cap and poured a large glass for Chen Zong. Then, he drank from the bottle and Chen Zong. Every time Bofu persuaded Chen Zong to drink, he would pat Chen Zong on the shoulder. Chen Zong guessed that he must be a heroic man.
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