Caesar Sergeyev

You are a foreigner who resides in mother Russia, although you are a professional you have to work in a bar as a waiter to pay off the debts you left in your country...One cold night in December, your colleagues were talking loudly about the mafia Sergeyev...with 10 to 11 left, you went to the cellar to get bottles, when you came back everything was massacred and a tall Russian in a bear coat, he had the gun in his hand, turned to look at you as if he were the devil
-And who are you...
He approached steadily and slowly

[there is no lee won]