"Dear Valodya Vladimir's affectionate name: I was flattered to receive an engagement invitation from you and your fiancée Lyudmila, but unfortunately I was unable to attend on official business, and I am offering a set of Uzbek gold wine utensils and a wool carpet to express my heart, and wish you a speedy marriage and a happy family.
In addition to this, my little brother Grigory seems to be in trouble, and this fellow will not tell me, and I would like to ask you to see him for me.
After all, I don't have any acquaintances in Leningrad, you have finally met, and you can finally be a good talker.
This salute to Selyosa in Tashkent on the evening of October 31, 1981. “ When Vladimir received this letter from Seryosha, he was taken aback by the gift from Seryosha.
A set of pure gold drinking utensils, this guy is really generous.
Not long ago, Vladimir and his girlfriend Lyudmila held an engagement ceremony, and for the sake of everyone's return from Afghanistan, Vladimir sent Seryosha an invitation to his engagement banquet, but unfortunately Seryosha was captured by the horse master Chubanov and sent to the Republic of Uzbekistan.
Seryosha, who was unable to attend, personally called to apologize.
Vladimir didn't take it to heart.
It's almost time to get off work, and Vladimir, who hasn't been exercising for a long time, feels uncomfortable, anyway, the judo gym and 239 middle school are in the same direction, just stop by to see the little guy named Grigory.
The last time I watched the game, Vladimir and Grigory met once, and everyone was a fan of Zenit FC.
So even though it was the first time we met, we had a good impression of each other.
Vladimir grabbed his car keys and drove the unit's car on the way to 239 Middle School.
When Vladimir arrived near the school, just in time for the end of the school day, groups of students were leaving the school in groups of three or five.
As a KGB, Vladimir spotted Grigory from the crowd at a glance, and although he had only seen him once, Vladimir could remember Grigory's appearance, which was the minimum professionalism of the KGB.
Vladimir was about to say hello to Grigori when he suddenly saw a group of people surrounding Grigory.
Vladimir couldn't help frowning, those guys didn't look like honest students.
Vladimir hastened to follow.
The guys took Grigory to the back alley and looked like they were threatening Grigory.
Vladimir was about to step forward, but found that it was Grigory who made the first move.
Grigory punched the guy in the jaw who had been yelling at him, and then slammed it on top of him, smashing it viciously.
Seeing this, the guy's accomplices began to besiege Grigory, and Vladimir rushed forward.
Grigory went crazy and punched the guy he was pinning to the ground, completely ignoring the number of punches on his body, grabbing only one person and beating him hard.
At this moment, Vladimir rushed up, kicked one guy with a leather shoe, and then pulled another guy away, picked him up, and threw him to the ground with a back fall.
Everyone around was frightened by Vladimir's ferocity, and everyone turned around and ran.
Vladimir quickly pulled Grigory up, and then said: "Enough Grigory, you beat him to death" After finally pulling Grigory away, Vladimir picked up the guy on the ground again.
Said viciously: "If you dare to trouble my friend again, I will drown you in the toilet, get out" When that guy heard this, he was immediately scared.
If nothing else, this is the mantra of those who came out of the Gulag.
There is a history to this, many of the Gulag camps do not have toilets, and it is convenient for the prisoners to dig a large pit in the hills.
So this kind of place became a good place to kill people, throw people in and drown them alive, and the corpses quickly froze and can only be found when they thaw.
"Drowning people in the toilet" became a gulag phrase.
"You shouldn't meddle, I'll be looked down upon," Grigory grumbled with some displeasure, though his face was covered in blood.
"I'm sorry, I thought you needed help with me," Vladimir said with a smile.
"Forget it this time, don't do it again next time," Grigory gasped.
The conversation reminded Vladimir of his childhood, when he lived in the large courtyard of his father's unit and was often bullied by older children due to his age.
Once, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I asked my father, who had participated in World War II, to help.
Dad reluctantly reprimanded the children.
On the way back, the old man viciously grabbed him by the collar and said: "Don't look for me in this kind of thing in the future, settle it yourself" This incident made Vladimir remember deeply, and it was then that he embarked on the road of learning Sambo wrestling.
"I think you should learn self-defense, maybe it will work, at least you won't have to suffer so much in the future," Vladimir advised.
"Do you have any suggestions?"
Grigory asked in a softened tone, after all, Vladimir was here to help him.
"I grew up learning Sambo wrestling with a coach, and I'm going there today, would you be interested in coming with me?"
asked Vladimir with a smile.
"Did you drive?"
Grigory didn't answer directly, but just took his things and walked over.
Half an hour later, Vladimir took Grigori to the judo gym run by his coach Usvyazov.
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Grigory was taken aback when Sven's Vladimir introduced Grigori to a guy covered in tattoos, a middle-aged man of ordinary appearance who was shirtless and covered in tattoos.
Since it is wearing shorts, even the tattoos on its legs are clearly visible.
Although Grigory had not mixed up in the Tao, Seryosha had told him about some of the rules of tattooing.
The instructor, Usvyazov, had a densely tattooed fist, a statue of the Virgin on his chest, a blood-dripping dagger on his back, and a star-like pattern on his knee.
The translation means that I am of high seniority, the prison is my home, I don't mind sitting in prison, I have killed people, and I will never give in to the police.
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