Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 267: For Your Majesty (82)

Dragon Raja 5

“The chief stood up, hugged me, and congratulated me on winning the game. I left his palace alive, carrying rough diamonds worth eight million dollars. I returned to the hotel in town, and the girl’s body was lying on my bed. Then I remembered what the chief had said: if I won the game, the girl would be mine too.” Bunin exhaled a puff of smoke. “I paid twenty dollars to find a local to bury her behind the hotel, where several arms dealers and several girls were also buried.”

“Is human life so worthless there?” Lu Mingfei asked.

“Then I suddenly understood that girl,” Bunin said darkly. “She was living in hell. She belonged to the chief, one of his collection. Her life was simply a repeated possession by the chief, while she guzzled hallucinogens with him. She was incredibly happy in the present, yet she had no future at all. If I were her, I’d be much more at ease shooting myself in the head.”

Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked directly at Buning. When Buning spoke here, his tone suddenly changed from one of showing off his life experience to one of deep meaning.

Bunin shrugged. “I invited the Romanovs to our dinner because of you. When I first saw you, it was like I was seeing that girl’s eyes again.”

“I remind you of a… naked black woman?” Lu Mingfei didn’t know how to respond for a moment.

“Desperado, there is no way to retreat. You have the eyes of a desperado. I don’t know the true relationship between you and Her Royal Highness the Princess, but it is not master and secretary. Her Royal Highness the Princess is more like your escort.” Bunin said slowly.

Lu Mingfei was horrified. Bunin was indeed an old fox. In front of an old fox’s eyes, any disguise might be unnecessary.

“Don’t be nervous, I don’t mean any harm to you. I admire your eyes.” Bunin smiled, “So I have some secrets to share with you alone.”

“What secret?” Lu Mingfei pricked up his ears.

Bunin didn’t respond. “Many people look down on desperadoes, thinking they’re cornered mad dogs. That’s because they underestimate their power. When there’s nowhere to retreat, only desperadoes have the chance to carve out a bloody path. People think their actions are like moths to a flame, but they also have a slim chance of rising from the ashes like a phoenix. When you can overcome fear and calmly bet your life on the table, you can unleash incredible power. That dead-eyed look is actually the most powerful. Mr. Lu, you have a hint of that look.”

Lu Mingfei wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Bunin waving his hand.

“Later, I kept thinking, if I had been the one killed in that gambling game, what reward would the girl have received? After the chief swallowed up my $8 million worth of goods, he should have given her her freedom, right?” Bunin said softly. “What a beautiful look, the eyes of a desperado, as if burning, making you dare not look directly at them.”

Bunin raised his glass and drank all the vodka in it. Suddenly, he grabbed Lu Mingfei’s arm and pulled him out of the dining car without saying a word.

The dining car was the front carriage. When you push open the front door of the dining car, a vast expanse of white snow and wind hits you in the face.

There were pine forests on both sides, and the tracks ahead were completely buried in snow, but the train was so powerful that the tilted steel plates on the front shoveled tons of snow into the air, lifting it up into waves of snow.

This military line is most likely an abandoned line. They did not miss any train along the way, and of course there was no one shoveling snow or maintaining the road. It was hard to believe that such dilapidated railway tracks could withstand the high-speed running of a heavy bulletproof train.

“The railways during the Soviet era were indestructible. Heavy freight trains ran on them, carrying tanks and N-1 rocket engines. The country’s most important strategic materials were transported to the heart of Siberia via this lifeline to build a steel fortress-like rear. Even if the European part fell into the hands of the enemy, the Soviet Union could still rise again.” Bunin held the iron railings, facing the heavy snow, his arrogant expression somewhat similar to that of Army General Vatutin.

“This is my home. I grew up here.” Bunin turned and looked at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei was surprised. “That’s not what you said before.”

“Those are lies,” Bunin said disdainfully. “At that time, I hadn’t yet decided to invite you on this train. Some things went beyond my expectations. This train departs once a year, and its destination is the northernmost tip of Siberia. There’s a real feast there. From the moment you board this train, you can be considered friends of Alexander Bunin.”

Lu Mingfei was completely stunned. He had been skeptical about what Christina had said last night, but Bunin turned around and admitted it to him frankly.

There was a clanging sound of bronze bells ahead, as if there was an old-fashioned platform there. They hadn’t encountered a station for a long time. Lu Mingfei squinted his eyes and looked out, but didn’t see any buildings.

“For years, the FSB has been trying to find out the train’s destination,” Bunin said with a disdainful smile, “but they’ve never been able to find it out. The passengers who received the invitation had no way of knowing either, because on that crucial night, they all drank copious amounts of liquor and couldn’t wake up before noon.”

Lu Mingfei suddenly understood. No wonder the drinking party was so crazy last night. The Russians loved drinking, Bunin fanned the flames, and those expensive liquors might have been mixed with chemicals.

So Miss Christina, who should have been calm and cautious, lost her self-control and ran to Lu Mingfei’s box to confess her identity.

Bunin pointed ahead and said, “Welcome to Novosibirsk.”

Amidst the snowstorm, a lone traffic light suddenly appeared. It wasn’t the kind you’d see at an intersection; it was something called a signal light, located beside the tracks. It was similar to a regular traffic light, with a green light for go and a red light for no go. The difference was that its yellow light indicated you could enter the side track.

But just as there are usually no traffic lights on highways, when a traffic light appears it means there is a town ahead, and the appearance of a signal on the side of the railway often means that you are about to arrive at a station.

Such a lonely traffic light suddenly appeared, it felt like seeing a ghost in broad daylight, and the red light was on, prohibiting passage!

The sound of the whistle came from far away and echoed between the two snow-covered mountains.

Under the eaves, Lancelot stood up and took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, which seemed to have sucked half of the cigarette into his lungs. He threw away the cigarette butt, put on gloves, and then exhaled the cigarette that seemed to have no end.

“The signal light is red, blasters, get ready.” Lancelot whispered.     

The head of the Russian branch waved his hand, and under the eaves, the commissioners in white combat uniforms stood up in unison and retreated into the woods behind the platform.

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