Shava is an arrogant bastard, but as a gang leader, a complete robber, it's as if he's supposed to be like this.
Azaro's lips moved slightly, then he put his bad leg on the table and said in a muffled voice, "You're young, you're impressive, you're growing fast, but you can't disregard the rules."
Shava chuckled, "What are the rules?"
Azaro slowly said, "You do your business, I do mine, neither interrupts the other, neither hinders the other, that's the rule."
Shava laughed loudly, then said to Azaro slowly, "Old man, you're too old, your rules are outdated, listen, now I'm in charge here, so my words are the rules. It wasn't like that before, but it is now. From now on, you pay me 500,000 Hryvnia every month, or your people disappear from Kiev's streets."
