chapter 4 Aleks Makarov

The appearance of the word "simple" made Mr. Kai, who had experienced strong winds and waves, feel relieved in his heart.

Just now Mikhail Tarasov decided to take action.

The murderous aura that had been hidden in his body emerged.

As the Dragon King, it is not an exaggeration to say that Mikhail Tarasov climbed out of a pile of corpses.

That murderous aura is enough to make any ordinary person tremble.

He really wants to kill me!

This was Mr. Kai's first reaction.

But everything disappeared without a trace after these two words were spoken.

Just as Mikhail Tarasov took his hand back, Aleks Makarov had already walked to his side.

A rare look of excitement appeared on his face.

Snapped!

Aleks Makarov suddenly made a very strange salute gesture.

Looking at this gesture, Mikhail Tarasov was quite emotional.

After a few years of separation, I finally saw my brother who had been with me through life and death again.

There was a smile on his face again.

"Okay! You kid, you almost made me lose my low profile."

Aleks Makarov actually touched the back of his head shyly.

Mr. Kai felt that the world had collapsed.

This boy actually knows Aleks Makarov!

Seeing Aleks Makarov turn around and look at him with cold eyes, Mr. Kai hurriedly forced out a smile.

"Master Aleks, misunderstanding."

Snapped!

Aleks Makarov slapped him directly.

Although Mr. Kai's glasses were knocked off, he still tried his best to maintain a humble smile.

Because he simply couldn't afford to offend Aleks Makarov.

The old man felt even more dizzy.

this. . Why does it feel like Aleks Makarov's status is still lower than this kid's?

He glanced at Mikhail Tarasov resentfully.

If you really know Aleks Makarov, you should have told him earlier. .

Mikhail Tarasov caught it keenly, spread his hands and said innocently.

"I have already told you that I know this guy Aleks Makarov, but you just don't believe me."

Aleks Makarov's cold voice appeared again.

"For the sake of my second uncle, I gave this factory to you to make money. Haha, I didn't expect you to dare to provoke me, Mikhail."

"Starting tomorrow, you can disappear."

The word "disappear" came out.

Kui Mr. Kai fell to his knees with a pop.

If the Leng family said the word "disappear" to a person, he would really disappear completely.

"Master Aleks, please spare my life. I, Qasim Kai, am blind and blind. I , Qasim Kai, deserve to die. Please give me another chance."

A hint of madness appeared on Aleks Makarov face again.

"Not just you, everyone who offended my Mikhail today will disappear."

Plop!

Biaozi and the old man also fell to their knees in an instant.

Even the wailing big men struggled to kneel down.

Mikhail Tarasov waved his hand.

"Forget it, it's just like one of them is going to sail westward. Let's go. I still have business to talk to you about."

Aleks Makarov shook his head.

"Mikhail, you don't have to worry about it. I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter."

Who is Mikhail Tarasov?

As a member of the Zealot Squad, he had been rescued by Mikhail Tarasov countless times.

Not only him, but also the members of the Zealot Squad owed Mikhail Tarasov at least ten lives.

Five second-generation children with prominent family backgrounds happily become mercenaries in search of the joy of life.

Only when we actually arrived on the battlefield did we realize how cruel the truth was.

If he hadn't met Mikhail Tarasov, how could he, Aleks Makarov, have come back alive?

Not to mention the transformation he has undergone after the baptism of life and death.

Therefore, no one can provoke Mikhail Tarasov in front of him.

Unless you walk over his body.

Seeing Aleks Makarov like this, Mikhail Tarasov squeezed out a word from his nose.

"kindness?"

If you keep this kind of person, you might be able to use him for some small things in the future.

It's such a simple syllable.

Aleks Makarov trembled all over and said hurriedly.

"Mikhail, what did you have to say just now? Let's go over there and talk slowly, haha."

Seeing Mikhail Tarasov back turning away, Mr. Kai and the others hurriedly thanked him loudly.

"Mikhail, thank you , Master Aleks."

Entering the first factory building, Mikhail Tarasov looked back and forth.

Although it looks shabby on the outside, it is decorated like a palace inside.

Every partition was filled with people.

"You kid, it's a shame you don't do business. You can really capture the psychology of rich people."

Mikhail Tarasov's praise brought a smile to Aleks Makarov face.

"Mikhail, at least I have inherited some family cells."

Quincy Penn, who followed behind, was extremely excited.

Let’s not talk about what happened in the running field before, but Master Aleks’s smile alone now is enough to explain everything.

It has been more than a year since he followed Master Aleks, and he has seen Master Aleks smile twice in total.

Only then did he understand why Aleks Makarov was nicknamed Frostblood.

But today it was completely overturned.

When he arrived at Aleks Makarov's office, Mikhail Tarasov lay down directly on the massage chair.

"It's comfortable, but you kid will enjoy it."

Aleks Makarov frowned and waved to Quincy Penn.

"Go out, you have made a great contribution this time, I will remember it."

Quincy Penn was overjoyed.

"Don't dare! Master Aleks, Mikhail, I'm going out first."

They were the only two people left in the room, and Aleks Makarov was completely relieved.

"Mikhail, are you here for a mission? Can you take me with you? I'm almost suffocated after spending all day in this crappy place."

Mikhail Tarasov sat up and cursed with a smile.

"I'll give you a fuck, there's only one girl in total, do you want to snatch her from me?"

When Mikhail Tarasov finished speaking, Aleks Makarov couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Haha, no way, Senior Feng is really weird, he actually gave you such a weird task."

Mikhail Tarasov gave a very lethal look.

"Frostblood kid, if you dare to let those idiots know, um, um, you understand."

Aleks Makarov waved his hands hurriedly.

"No, no, this is absolutely impossible to happen, Mikhail, I assure you, after all, which fairy can actually make Mikhail actively pursue her?"

"Arina West."

"Arina West?"

Seeing Aleks Makarov surprised expression, Mikhail Tarasov smiled.

"Oh? It seems like you know."

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"Of course, there are really not many people in Greenland who don't know about the rich daughter of the West Group ."

Mikhail Tarasov lay down again.

"That's it. You can help me with the rest of the procedures."

At ten o'clock the next morning, in front of Shuguang Private Middle School.

The guard looked at the principal who was lingering at the gate in surprise and muttered.

"The sun is out in the west? Principal Wang Cheng and Wang are actually waiting for someone in person? What kind of big shot is he?"

Just as he finished muttering, there was a knock on the concierge's window.

Turning around, he saw a young man waving an envelope in his hand towards him as if he were familiar with it.

"Young man, what do you want to do?"

This person is naturally Mikhail Tarasov.

"Uncle, I want to see the principal."

The guard didn't even think of Mikhail Tarasov as a big shot, so he spoke impatiently.

"Are you able to see the principal whenever you want? Without notice, you..."

Uh-huh!

A figure appeared next to Mikhail Tarasov.

It was the principal who was lingering at the door of the concierge before.

I saw him reaching out his hand diligently, with a smile on his face.

"This is Mr. Mikhail Tarasov Kaizuo, hello. I am Wang Cheng, the principal of Aurora Secondary School. Master Aleks has already greeted me."

Mikhail Tarasov nodded.

"Hello, I'm Mikhail Tarasov."

He still knew Aleks Makarov's ability to do things.

Seeing the principal welcoming Mikhail Tarasov in, the guard had a look of confusion on his face.

Is he the principal's illegitimate son?

All the way to the office of the Dean of Academic Affairs, Wang Cheng gave Mikhail Tarasov a glass of water before smiling.

"Mr. Zuo..."

Mikhail Tarasov waved his hand immediately.

"No! Principal Wang, you are too old to call me old, just call me Mikhail Tarasov."

Wang Cheng obviously relaxed a little.

"Then I will call you Mikhail Tarasov. I have arranged all matters with You Rada Fedoro, the director of the Academic Affairs Office. She will explain it to you later."

A minute later, Mikhail Tarasov looked at Wang Cheng and smiled.

"Principal Wang, I can wait alone. You go and do your work first."

Wang Cheng was overjoyed, but his face was still very humble.

"this.."

When Wang Cheng walked out of the office, he took a deep breath.

Be good!

What is the background of this young man?

He actually asked Master Aleks to call directly.

And it's clear, if Mikhail Tarasov is dissatisfied with anything, he doesn't have to do it as the principal.

Just kidding, the Leng family is the largest shareholder of Aurora Secondary School. How dare he neglect Aleks Makarov's instructions?

In the office of the Dean of Academic Affairs, Mikhail Tarasov waited for ten minutes but no one was seen. Fortunately, he took a look at the office.

Walking to the desk, smelling the faint scent of perfume that was still there, and the delicate words on the paper.

It is said that knowing a woman by smelling her fragrance is like seeing a person by seeing words.

So Mikhail Tarasov concluded that You Rada Fedoro, the director of the Academic Affairs Office, should be a beautiful woman, at least seventy-nine.