The six Black Demons all had their eyes fixed on Gao Yang. He didn’t feel nervous or embarrassed at all; on the contrary, he quite enjoyed being looked at with eyes that seed to be seeing him in a new light.
After watching Gao Yang with a complicated expression for a mont, Yarebin suddenly tilted his head and loudly asked, "Have you found anything valuable?"
"I got the enemy’s handheld mobile communication device. It should belong to the leader of these people. Besides that, we took two walkie-talkies, but there were no other valuable discoveries."
After Lebyazhef finished speaking, Yarebin nodded, then loudly said to Gao Yang, "Now, we’ve taken care of all the enemies we could find. Until any new ones are discovered, the battle can be halted for now. So, next..."
Gao Yang smiled and said, "Shouldn’t we let everyone take a break now?"
Yarebin shrugged and said, "A break? No, no, why rest when I’m full of energy? Nightti is perfect for a thorough cleanup because people are usually at ho. So, let’s get sothing to eat and then search for the rest of the enemies. Once it gets dark, we’ll start our next task."
Gao Yang licked his lips and said admiringly, "You really are full of energy..."
Yarebin laughed and said, "I’ve been holding back for decades, and I’ve had enough rest. You decide whom we et tonight. We’ll et everyone, starting with those most likely to defect."
Gao Yang thought for a mont and softly said, "No, I think you should decide whom we et first tonight. I believe your judgnt might be more accurate. To , everyone seems innocent, but to you, everyone seems suspicious. We have different perspectives, so I think it’s better for you to choose the priority targets for cleansing."
Yarebin was straightforward and said, "Fine, this is our specialty anyway. Lebyazhef, give the handheld mobile communication device. We’re leaving now."
Yarebin extended his hand, and Lebyazhef placed a phone in it.
Gao Yang swallowed, then rubbed his eyebrows with a helpless expression, saying, "The handheld mobile communication device you ntioned is a phone?"
Lebyazhef raised an eyebrow and loudly said, "A phone? Hmm, that’s a very straightforward na. I’ve been in the GRU base for many years and haven’t co out. No mobile communication devices are allowed there. When I ca out, I found almost everyone using this thing."
Yarebin took the phone, glanced at it, and then casually handed it to Gao Yang, loudly saying, "Turn it on. Okay, let’s go."
Yarebin had already pressed the power button, but the phone they picked up had a lock screen password. Gao Yang frowned and said, "I can’t crack the password, but it’s not too difficult; we can easily find soone who can."
Yarebin nodded and said, "Let’s go, rest for a while, and then find a restaurant. We should have a good dinner."
No one ntioned Gao Yang’s gunmanship anymore, nor the fact that Tarta lost to Gao Yang, as if it never happened.
Six people turned and walked out. Gao Yang shrugged, let out a bitter laugh, and followed behind the six old n to leave.
Yarebin loudly said, "Now we have a boss to pay for our al. What do you want to eat? I had veal last night, which was nice, but tonight I want sothing special."
Rostotsky laughed and said, "I also want sothing special. Hmm, let think if there are any famous restaurants in Kiev. It’s been many years since I’ve been here."
Lebyazhef suddenly said, "I want caviar. I haven’t had it for many years, and the GRU cafeteria certainly doesn’t provide it."
Rostotsky laughed and said, "Not much interest for , because I eat it often. Thieves love to steal expensive caviar, and I’ve been influenced by them, so now I often eat so free caviar. It’s a habit, but it’s hard to find the best caviar outside, and I doubt Kiev has any."
Yarebin waved his hand and said, "That’s right, you can’t find good caviar in Kiev. Bad caviar is worse than none. How about foie gras as the main course tonight?"
Glewatov suddenly said, "The thief is dead, right?"
Rostotsky nodded and said, "Yes, he died two years ago."
"How did he die?"
"Stroke."
"Oh."
After the brief exchange, Glewatov softly said, "How about that Setopol Restaurant, do you rember? We used to go there often when we ca to Kiev. The owner’s daughter was quite pretty, and the soup was great too."
Tarta said in exasperation, "Forget it, that pretty daughter is probably a fat old woman by now. You should look for the owner’s daughter’s daughter instead."
Yarebin frowned and said, "I said I wanted foie gras, so we should look for a French restaurant."
As they discussed what to eat, they approached their car. Yarebin stopped and said to Gao Yang, "We can’t agree. After more than twenty years back in Kiev, we all want sothing that suits our palate. Do you have any suggestions? I should remind you."
After a brief pause, Yarebin looked up with a smile and said, "We’re having a proper dinner tonight, so our expectations are high. You must understand, we’re the best, so we enjoy the best of everything, and we’re very picky."
Gao Yang thought about it and felt that the restaurant he went to with Number Thirteen during their reconnaissance at the Presidential Palace was not bad. So he laughed and said, "No problem, I can afford it. Hmm, how about the Ukraine Hotel?"
Yarebin thought for a mont and nodded, "You an the one on Grinshevsky Street? If so, we can go. It’s a comprehensive restaurant that can et our needs, not bad, let’s go there."
Everyone got in their cars. Gao Yang was still in the sa car as Yarebin, but when he was about to drive, Vasily laughed and said, "Let , I’ll drive. You’re the boss, and now that I don’t have a combat task, I can’t let you drive."
Gao Yang smiled and sat in the back seat with Yarebin. As the car started, Yarebin suddenly said, "Are you left-handed?"
Gao Yang shook his head and replied, "No."
Yarebin smiled and then said, "I noticed you shot with your left hand just now."
Gao Yang laughed and said, "For , there’s no difference between my left and right hand when it cos to shooting."
Yarebin nodded slightly, then said with a conflicted expression, "Tarta’s dominant hand is his right hand. Hmm, he really lost badly."
Vasily, who was driving, turned to glance at Gao Yang, then turned back and said, "Boss, you’re in trouble."
Yarebin nodded in agreent and said, "That’s right, you’re in trouble."
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