"Do you think the crystal lights in the hall need to be kept?" The young and handsome interior designer is discussing the decoration of the restaurant with Daddy Petrov. Since taking over the Tatar family, Daddy Petrov has always wanted to transform this place into an authentic Russian restaurant. The current decorations are completely left by the original owner Lomonosov. It is full of prairie style. Whether it’s painting or decoration, they are very different from the preferences of Daddy Petrov, plus the money in his hand, as long as Daddy Petrov is willing to tear down and rebuild it.

"I think I should change to a better one. I prefer the Italian style. I hope the lighting here is soft and warm. The guests sit here as if they are eating in their own home." Daddy Petrov described to the designer. With his own ideas, the designer quickly wrote down his father's ideas in the notebook. The two were walking around discussing the effects of decoration everywhere. The workers in the restaurant were doing pre-renovation work, such as removing the floor, wallpaper, and so on. Some building materials and tools of the workers are placed in the hall.

　　 Boris and Yakov found several luxury apartments nearby and rented them out. Yuri and the men he brought live near the station to take care of the business. In the evening, everyone would come back to eat, drink and drink. Life is easy and boring. The busiest thing now is Daddy Petrov. Boris and Yakov will help Daddy during the day, purchasing decoration materials, furniture, kitchen utensils and tableware for the restaurant.

"If it weren't for your abnormal performance yesterday, I wouldn't have lost to that RB car, and I wouldn't have lost so much money." The door of the restaurant was pushed open, and Boris and Yakov walked into the restaurant together. , Boris kept complaining against Yakov.

　　 "Do you know what that car is? That's GTR!" Yakov explained to Boris as much as possible.

　　 "So what?" Boris didn't understand cars at all, so naturally he didn't understand what Yakov meant.

　　 "Forget it and tell you you won't understand it!" Yakov rolled his eyes and gave up completely.

Father Petrov heard the conversation between the two people, said hello to the designer, and walked slowly in front of Boris and Yakov, and asked, "I went to the car again yesterday? Which company did he follow this time? Son?"

　　 "Father, Boris lost your money for the paint yesterday." Yakov gloated and complained to his father.

　　 Boris stared at Yakov viciously, and was slapped viciously on the forehead by Daddy Petrov. Yakov slapped his jacket proudly, but Father Petrov saw Tokarev on his waist, followed by Yakov and slapped his head.

　　 The old man said sternly: "Hurry up and put the guy away!"

　　 Boris and Yakov were a bit embarrassed. Yakov quickly put away the pistols, and the two followed his father to the second floor to see if they could help. The three people came to an office on the second floor. Father took out three bottles of beer from the refrigerator and handed them to Boris and Yaco to quench their thirst. He also took a bottle and ran to the balcony while basking in the sun. Drink and relax by the way. The downstairs is messy, and its own construction personnel and supervisors are in charge. This office is piled up with some important things, and the workers will not come here.

　　 On Pravdinsk Street in front of the restaurant, there is a constant stream of traffic. A black car slowly stopped by the side of the road, and three men wearing sunglasses and masks got out of the car. In Tyumen, an oil city with bad air, it is not unusual to wear masks. The strange thing is that there are three people. They were all wearing thick cotton jackets and bulging on their backs, which looked extremely unnatural, because they were very warm now. If someone took a look at the hem of their jackets, they could see a black muzzle pointing downwards. The three of them trot across the road and headed straight to the Tatar home. The pedestrians on the road did not notice them.

They opened the door of the restaurant, and the designer just turned around to see them. He thought it was a guest who came to dinner and said quickly: "I'm sorry, this is temporarily closed, please..." Before the words were finished, the designer had more chests. After a blood hole, he fell to the ground holding his chest in disbelief.

　　 The guns of the three men were on their backs in their jackets, and they shot them at the people working downstairs. The decoration workers ran away, and some of them fell in a pool of blood before they could escape.

　　 From the first shot, Father Petrov noticed that it was wrong, and the three picked up the guns. Yakov recklessly opened the door, poked his head out to check what had happened, and was spotted by one of the three gunmen at a glance, and a shuttle bullet quickly struck him. Fortunately, Father Petrov pulled him back. The gunman who found them stopped his companion, and the three began to concentrate their firepower and attacked the house where Yakov was located ~lightnovelpub.net~ The bullet passed through the wooden door and hit the inside of the room. The place where the bullet hits has become fragmented. Father Petrov pressed Yakov under his body, the two curled up in the corner, and Boris hid in another corner.

　　 "We are stuck inside, it is very dangerous, we can't stop them?" Father Petrov said anxiously.

　　 "What do you do then?" Boris asked.

　　 Daddy Petrov scanned the contents of the house, and then said: "Block the door first, let's jump off the balcony."

　　 "What? Is there no other way?" Yakov said reluctantly.

　　Papa Petrov ignored him. He was busy stacking the sofa and table at the door, and Boris and Yakov also helped. Soon there were gunshots and the sound of knocking at the door.

　　 Daddy Petrov and they retreated to the balcony. Daddy asked, "Where is the car?"

　　 "Where is it?" Yakov stretched out his hand and said.

　　 The three people climbed over the balcony guardrail. Daddy Petrov jumped down first, followed by Boris. Yakov never dared to jump. The three people outside the door smashed the door with their rifle butts. The wood that was cracked by the bullet quickly broke a big hole, and one hand reached in. Yakov couldn't jump as soon as he couldn't see it, and he jumped down with his eyes closed.

　　 The three limped and ran into the car. Just as the car started, there was a burst of gunfire from behind, and several bullets hit the car. The car ran quickly, and the gunfire gradually moved away from them. Boris took a deep breath and quickly asked: "Where shall we go?"

　　 Daddy Petrov said: "Go to Yuri, we have to go back to Gorky. The police will definitely come over if such a big thing happens. It's not safe here anymore."