The headquarters of the Supermarket group is located in an old basement, just behind the apartment buildings. Despite its unsightly appearance, the basement conceals many secrets: here is a rocking chair in which gangsters train and accumulate strength for street clashes, a recreation room for seniors with a sofa, TV and a large dusty table, as well as a boxing ring where boys often arrange sparring for bets.
It's smoky here, it smells of sweat, dust and crumbling lime, it's cool and damp, but this place has its own romance…
Kashchey rolls his eyes when Turbo and Winter bring a scared, disheveled girl to the rocking chair.
— Why the fuck did you bring a girl? I sent you to get the money! Kashchey barks, exhaling cigarette smoke through his nostrils
— This is Yellow's sister! almost screams Turbo — This deer refuses to give away the profit from the video salon. Let him think now. Turbo pushes the girl forward and she falls to her knees right in front of Kashchey
Kashchey twitches indignantly.
— Don't piss me off, Turbo! This is not what I asked for. Kashchey puts out a cigarette on a shabby old wall and folds his hands behind his back
— Get up. he grumbles but doesn't try to help