Usvyazov saw that Vladimir had brought a young man, who had been staring at the pattern on his body and was observing him, and there seemed to be a hint of horror in his eyes.
So Usvyazov hurriedly found a short-sleeved shirt and put it on his body, and then asked Vladimir: "Valodya, this is your friend" "Yes, this kid just got into a fight with someone and suffered a little loss, I'll bring him to you to deal with it," Vladimir said respectfully to his coach.
"Okay, leave it to me, your little friends Arkady and Vasily happen to be here, go find them," Usvyazov walked over, put his hand on Grigory's shoulder, and led him to a room, while Vladimir went to the dressing room to change his clothes.
Grigory was led into his office by Usvyazov, a small room, with a large desk, a leather sofa, and a glass coffee table.
The coffee table was a mess full of cigarette butts and empty wine bottles.
Usvyazov somewhere found a small iron first-aid kit, rusty and rusty, I don't know how long it had been used.
"Come here, sit here, and let me take care of it for you," Usvyazov said, pointing to the pan chair.
Grigory walked over slowly, somewhat restrained, his eyes sweeping to Usvyazov from time to time.
Usvyazov was fiddling with alcohol and cotton wool, and when Grigory was seated, Usvyazov placed the alcohol-stained cotton wool on the slit in Grigory's forehead, and his technique was not gentle at all.
Grigory was stung by the alcohol and frowned.
Usvyazov immediately said: "Bear with it, it'll be fine for a while" Grigory tried to divert his attention as much as he could, and his eyes accidentally glanced at the tattoo on Usvyazov's arm.
Usvyazov saw that Grigory had been staring at the pattern on his body, so he asked: "What's the matter, boy, you want one too" "No, I just think you've had a lot of experience, and I respect you," Grigory said flattering Usvyazov, not wanting to anger him, because he knew that this guy was not easy to mess with.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to understand quite well, could it be that someone in the family also came out to mix," Usvyazov asked curiously.
This kid looks sven, but he didn't expect to know these things.
Although he said it tactfully, Usvyazov still understood.
"I have a big brother who used to tell me about tattoos," Grigory replied.
"It seems that your eldest brother is useless and has not been able to follow you," Usvyazov said contemptuously.
"No, my eldest brother is a Hero of the Soviet Union, but he is active in the Gorky area, so he can't control Leningrad," Grigory retorted.
"Hero of the Soviet Union, quite a mess, but still a" in Suka prison slang, referring to prisoners who cooperate with the authorities, equivalent to b"" Usvyazov continued to say disdainfully.
"Who are you scolding, you're Suka," Grigory couldn't help but blurt out.
"Good boy, you dare to scold me, don't you see the dagger on my body, do you know what that means" Usvyazov said with some anger.
"I know, you've killed people, at least three," Grigory said with some regret.
"But I like it, it's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like that, especially after knowing what I do."
Usvyazov changed his stern tone just now, and instead became a little kinder.
"Actually, killing three people is nothing, my eldest brother killed thousands of people at once in Afghanistan," Grigory continued to boast about Seryosha.
"I'm not interested in fighting and killing anymore," Usvyazov didn't say anything, he put away his first aid kit, then put a piece of gauze on Grigory's head, and continued: "You can come to me to learn wrestling and judo, and later you can tell people that you are Coach Usviazov's apprentice, so that no one will trouble you."
"Thank you" Grigory heard the kindness of the other party, and he did not refuse the other party hard.
"Which school are you from," Usvyazov then asked. "239 Middle School, next semester will be transferred to Leningrad University," Grigory answered truthfully.
"What kind of major do you have, you won't run to study law like that rabbit cub in Vladimir, I don't know what that kid thinks, you actually ran to be a thunderbolt and arrest people and put them in prison.
What a shame on me," Usvyazov said with a look of disdain.
"I'm from the math department, but my eldest brother is from the law department," Grigory stared at Usvyazov with a serious expression.
"Well, I didn't say what I said just now," Usvyazov made a concession.
Outside the room, on the training ground, Vladimir was resting with Arkady and Vasily, all three of whom were covered in stinky sweat.
Several of them are friends from childhood to adulthood, and they are very close to each other and have always had a good relationship.
They have known Coach Usvyazov since they were children, and they learned Sambo wrestling with him, saying that they were learning wrestling, but in fact, they were looking for a backer to prevent being bullied by other children.
Usvyazov had just been released from prison at that time, although he was a well-known lawyer thief, the highest honor of the Soviet gangster, equivalent to the godfather, with the highest rights and status and widely respected, the lawyer thief could not cooperate with the official in any form, had his own set of rules, but after he came out, he had no job, no income, and lived on the tuition fees of his apprentices.
In recent years, Usvyazov's life has gradually improved.
"Who is that kid," Arkady asked.
"A friend's friend, he asked me to take care of this kid," Vladimir replied.
"Do we know that friend of yours?"
asked Arkady and Vasily curiously.
"You may have met, but on TV, he is the brother of Sergei Ivanovich Ulyanov, and the two have a good relationship," Vladimir replied.
"Oh brother, you're lucky, you know a big guy, this guy is now very close to the horse master.
He also just sent the secretary of the municipal party committee of the city of Gorky to prison, he is a remarkable person" Arkady and Vasily complimented Vladimir with a look of surprise.
Vladimir couldn't help but have a smug smile on his face, although it was a bit naïve to show off that he knew powerful friends in front of two dead friends, but Putin just wanted to show off in front of his buddies.
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