Chapter 285

On the street of a Russian community near Brighton Beach in New York, Ivankov is pushing Yuri out for a walk in a wheelchair. They talk and laugh like a father and son.

"Ivankov, take your nephew out for a walk?"

"Ivankov, come to my tavern when you have time! I have good vodka here. It's my treat! "

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From time to time, there were acquaintances on the street greeting Ivankov, and Ivankov also responded one by one. Although he has only lived in this place for a week, Ivankov seems to have become a celebrity in Brighton Beach, and everyone is happy to deal with him. And it all came from a robbery that Ivankov and Yuri met on their first day here.

That day, Ivankov drove an ambulance to Brighton Beach. He first found a clinic to accommodate Yuri, and then found a place to live. He temporarily settled down. The ambulance was abandoned by him in an alley in the next neighborhood. When all this was done, Ivankov was about to go to a bank to get some money, but he happened to be robbed.

Ivankov just walked into the door of the bank, only to find that everyone was strangely lying on the ground. Just as Ivankov felt strange, a left wheel aimed at his temple.

"Hands up, don't talk, move on slowly, hurry up!" Although the other side was masked, he could still hear the other side's voice full of fear and tension.

Ivankov did what he was told. He raised his hands and walked slowly to the counter with his back to the guy behind him. The guy roughly checked that Ivankov was unarmed and then hit him on the forehead. Then he went back to the door to let the wind out.

Standing outside the counter, Ivankov clearly saw two guys with their faces covered, holding large woven bags, frantically loading money into them, even coins!

"You stupid x, big money has been recorded, even if you take it away, you can't spend it!" Ivankov joked.

"Shut up! You old bastard, I think you want a gun! " One of the robbers was busy loading money into his pocket. He was startled by Ivankov's sudden words. His mouth was swearing, but his hand was still loading money.

"Almost! If you don't leave, the note will come! " Ivankov reminded in a playful tone.

"I told you not to make a noise, didn't you hear me?" A robber, upset by Ivankov, immediately came up with a gun.

"Hey, man, I mean well!" Ivankov felt on the counter and then began to work. But the other side obviously didn't want to let him go. His pace was getting faster and faster, and he was getting closer to Ivankov. Ivankov smiles. Suddenly, he rushes up sideways. He has a pen in his hand. Ivankov plunges it into the throat of the robber who is facing him with a gun.

"Bang!" At the sound of a gun, the glass of the bank broke. Before the robber fell, he stopped the flight, but Ivankov was not hit. He took the gun and shot at another robber.

"Bang!" Ivankov shot but missed. He quickly shrank to avoid the other side. All the customers lying on the ground in the bank were so scared that they were all close to the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang Another robber standing in the counter just now, shot all the bullets in one breath, but failed to hit Ivankov. And the guy standing at the door watching the wind held a gun for a long time, but he never pulled the trigger.

Ivankov was no longer polite. He straightened up and stopped the flight for the two guys. The two robbers were so scared that they ran away. Ivankov followed with his gun, one after the other, one after the other, and ran out of bullets before he stopped.

Ivankov walked back to the bank, stroking the place where the robbers hit his forehead, with bursts of anger in his heart. At the moment, everyone in the bank is looking at him in fear. Ivankov stroked his forehead, sat down on the sofa, threw the gun into the garbage can, and said to the others, "it's OK, get up!"

Five minutes later, the rest of the people were able to slow down. They gathered around Ivankov and gave him a lot of thanks. Ivankov had never been treated like this in his life. Although he was modest in his mouth, he was happy in his heart. But he didn't do it out of a sense of justice. It was just that those guys hit him in the head with guns.

After the police arrived, they simply investigated the scene, and then the ambulance pulled away the guy whose pen had been inserted in his throat. The guy was a black man with strong physique, and he was still alive. After all, there were many witnesses at the scene. We can all prove that Ivankov drove away the robbers out of self-defense.

Ivankov is against the police of the Soviet Union. He has no bad feeling towards the police of the United States. His attitude was cooperative. After the people in the bank helped him with the withdrawal procedures, Ivankov left here and went back to take care of Yuri.

However, to Ivankov's surprise, his heroic deeds soon spread throughout the Russian community. In addition, his story was published in the Russian newspaper that night, so many people knew Ivankov.

After a few days in the clinic, Yuri can finally get rid of the hospital. He was taken back by Ivankov to a two-story apartment on the street, where they would stay for a while. Until we came up with a solution for the Irish. The doctor told Yuri to come back regularly for examination, but nothing else. On their way back, some people kept greeting Ivankov. Yuri knew that Ivankov had done such a big thing.

Ivankov and Yuri, who have settled down, are not good at cooking. Their every meal is cooked in a Russian restaurant nearby. Especially at dinner time, a lot of people come to them for a chat. Yuri has been to many places over the years, and his knowledge has gradually increased. So has Ivankov. More and more people like to chat with them and listen to their legendary career. Many Russian residents who have lived here for many years are full of curiosity about the mysterious Soviet Union and the war in Afghanistan, and they also have respect for Ivankov, We also began to tell them about the depression in their lives, or to consult about the problems they encountered in their lives, just for a week. Yuri and Ivankov unknowingly began to become the backbone of the residents here.