Nie Zhenbang's speed was far beyond ordinary people. Evelina had just been dragged into the alley. The two Russian men hadn't laid a hand yet, but Nie Zhenbang already appeared at the entrance. Seeing these two, a line of Russian slipped from Nie Zhenbang's mouth: "Stop!"
These simple everyday words were what Nie Zhenbang had learned on the way with Liu Kun. After all, being abroad, understanding a few phrases could come in handy.
The two men were both tall and robust, typical features of Russian men. Even their physiques leaned towards those of Russian strongmen.
Hearing Nie Zhenbang speak, one of the men immediately showed a fierce expression on his face, swearing rapidly in Russian. Nie Zhenbang didn't understand a single word he was saying, but he did understand the phrase "your mother."
