Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 1020: The Immortal jumped up and became lame.

The cigarette was fake. Du Weiguo already knew it the moment the little girl took out the cigarette case.

However, this fake cigarette is a pretty good imitation. It is at least 8-9% similar in appearance, and even the cigarette holder and stem inside are made to look like the real ones.

It is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish it with the naked eye, or in other words, they cannot be seen at all.

It was interesting. With a curious mind, Du Weiguo opened the package of cigarettes. Under the worried eyes of the little girl, he took out one and lit it.

"Hoo~" Du Weiguo couldn't help but laugh as he exhaled smoke for a long time.

To be honest, although it is not a real cigarette, the taste of this fake cigarette is surprisingly good, and it even has a unique flavor.

As a veteran smoker for two generations, Du Weiguo could tell that this was the top cut tobacco from Yongding, Fujian Province.

After taking a few puffs, Du Weiguo tried to dust off the ashes. It was gray-white and burned very evenly. He was a little speechless, and he couldn't help but have a strong interest in counterfeiters.

Damn it, if you have this technology, wouldn’t it be good to produce a cigarette independently and sell it to the outside world?

But when I think about it more carefully, I feel relieved. Making cigarettes is naturally not difficult, but it is very difficult to sell it to President Kunpeng for such a sky-high price.

If this cigarette was not an industry under Du Weiguo's name, there would not be so many people rushing to criticize it.

No one cares about it, and closing down is the best result. The biggest possibility is that it will be suppressed by capital, or it will be swallowed directly, and in the end there will be no bones left.

This kind of thing has become the norm and is not uncommon at all. Countless excellent and potential national brands have been suppressed by this routine and disappeared.

"Sir, do you want a massage?"

Seeing Du Weiguo's silence, the little girl seemed to be a little impatient and urged timidly.

Du Weiguo raised his head, stroking the butt of his cigarette, glanced at her with a half-smile, and teased:

"Do you know how to massage? What technique, Yang style or Hui style?"

Upon hearing this, the little girl immediately lowered her head, her face was as red as a rosy cloud, even the tips of her ears and neck were red, her voice was like a mosquito ant, she was so ashamed that she could not control herself.

"First of all, sir, I, I don't know how to massage, but I, I can help you bathe, I, I am very obedient."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo suddenly showed a clear look. It was obvious that selling cigarettes was just a cover, and was actually to attract flesh and blood business.

This seems to be a specialty here in Wanwan, with cigarette Xi Tzu, betel nut Xi Tzu and the like emerging one after another, but looking at this little girl's behavior and demeanor, it looks more like she was being coerced.

Taipei is currently one of the top metropolises in Asia, second only to Tokyo. The urban population alone is close to 800 million, and it is prosperous.

Of course, the huge population base and the abnormal accumulation of wealth not only bring economic prosperity and prosperity, but also breed unimaginable darkness and evil.

There are many gangs in this city, and there is a mixture of good and bad. There are more than 30 dwarf mules who wear joss sticks and race horses. This is the name of Hong Kong Island, and they are called pawns here in Wanwan.

Every night, or in some corners where the sun doesn't shine, horrific crimes happen all the time.

As the old saying goes, is there any pure place in the world?

With Du Weiguo's eyesight, this cigarette Xishi who came to the private room of the hotel and touched the fat sheep on the pretext of selling fake cigarettes was most likely the bait in the fairy's trap.

This little girl behaves so immaturely and jerkily, either she is a newbie in the industry, or she is forced by the society to do work against her will.

By the way, there is another possibility. This little girl is a veteran. She is extremely talented and her acting skills are natural. Her weak, nervous and uneasy emotions are all staged. She even deceived the old Jianghu Du Weiguo.

It's just that this possibility is so small that it can almost be ignored.

"Oh? That's it. How old are you? What's your name?"

When nothing happened, Du Weiguo got playful, put out the cigarette butt, and tapped the fake cigarette case on the table with his slender fingers in a joking tone.

The little girl’s voice is still soft and waxy, and her attitude is gentle, which makes people feel protective very easily:

"Sir, my name is A Zhi, Shao Yan Zhi Zhi Zhi, I am 17 this year."

Hehe, she is still young and young. This is a quite uncommon idiom. This little girl is quite educated. Du Weiguo was even more playful. He gave her a thumbs up and praised softly:

"Azhi, well, the name is very nice, and you are also very beautiful. You really live up to your name."

"Thank you, thank you, sir."

Hearing the compliment, Ah Zhi mustered up the courage to raise his head again and quickly glanced at Du Weiguo.

Seeing Du Weiguo, who was handsome and handsome, with clear eyes and no evil thoughts, Ah Zhi's eyes suddenly flashed with confusion.

"Sir, if you don't need it, I'll leave first. I wish you a pleasant meal."

The next second, the little girl bit her lip hard, seeming to have made up her mind. She bowed politely to Du Weiguo, then turned and walked towards the door.

"Wait a moment."

Just when Ah Zhi walked to the door and was about to reach out to pull the door open, Du Weiguo suddenly stopped her.

Hearing the shout, Azhi's expression was very surprised, with a complex look of disappointment and relief in his eyes, and he turned around mechanically.

At this time, Du Weiguo had already stood up, put on his coat, and said with a smile:

"I happen to be full too, so let's go take a shower."

After a while, not too far from the restaurant, there was a small Japanese-style hotel in a remote alley near the intersection of Chongde Street and Mingchang Road.

The signboard of this hotel is Mingli. It is a B&B that was converted from a small courtyard of a private house. There are also two clumps of Xiaoxiang bamboo planted in the courtyard, making the whole place quite elegant and quiet.

Under the eaves of the hotel door, Ah Zhi put away his umbrella, brushed the ends of his wet hair, and took the opportunity to steal a glance at Du Weiguo for the third time.

At this moment, her voice was trembling badly: "Sir, otherwise, you'd better leave."

"Why? Your body is wet and chilly. It's time to wash yourself off. A-Zhi, don't worry, I have money and I will never treat you badly."

Du Weiguo didn't hold an umbrella. In fact, he had never held an umbrella before. He shook the rain off Barber's waterproof windbreaker and said loudly.

At this moment, he still had a fake cigarette in his mouth, and he was very naughty. Not to mention, this stuff tasted good, and he was really a little drunk.

"Sir, um, I, I'm not feeling very well today. How about I help you wash it another day?"

"Squeak~"

Just as Du Weiguo was about to speak, the door of the hotel was suddenly opened from inside.

"Oh~Azhi is back?"

A gaudy fat woman suddenly poked her head out. Her hair was extremely thick and had been specially permed into small curls, making her look like a Chow Chow.

After opening the door, Chow Chow quickly looked at Du Weiguo's clothes, and his cunning little eyes suddenly lit up.

A person like her, who has been living in the world of mortals all year round, doesn't care at all about a man's skin, but only cares about the thickness of his wallet.

Chow Chow's eyes were very poisonous, and he could tell almost instantly that the ridiculously handsome young man in front of him was definitely a fat sheep.

Not to mention anything else, the genuine Barber trench coat he was wearing was worth several hundred dollars, which would be worth tens of thousands of dollars in Taiwan dollars.

There was also the looming Rolex Submariner on her wrist. She also keenly discovered that if this watch was genuine, it would be worth thousands of dollars.

"Ah Zhi, is this gentleman your guest?"

Chow Chow held Ah Zhi's arm seemingly affectionately, and spoke in a cooing voice, which was very sticky.

Holding her arm in her arms, Ah Zhi was made even more slender and graceful, but her eyes were filled with unconcealable fear, like a frightened little rabbit.

Hearing her question, Ah Zhi was so shocked that he couldn't help shaking his shoulders, and stammered in reply:

"Yes, it is."

After receiving a satisfactory answer, the Chow Chow girl immediately looked at Du Weiguo with a smile on her face and gave him a thumbs up. Her tone was exaggerated and she praised in a long tone: "Sir, you are not only a talented person, but you also have good vision. In other words, the most important thing is that you are still lucky.

Our A-Zhi is working for the first time today. Wait, you must give her a big red envelope. "

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo's eyes suddenly lit up, and his grandson's drama addiction came back again.

He also deliberately put on an expression of surprise, and his eyes were wandering around, looking back and forth on Ah Zhi's body.

Du Weiguo's acting skills are now becoming more and more mature, he coordinates the details well, and his tone is full of surprises:

"Is it true or not? Ah Zhi, are you still Bao?"

This question was quite explicit and obscene. Because of embarrassment, Ah Zhi's face turned red and almost bled. He pursed his lips and couldn't even utter a single word.

However, seeing Du Weiguo's straightforward and anxious face, a cunning smile appeared in Chow Chow's little eyes. Today, the matter is settled.

"Oh, sir, of course it is true. You are already a veteran at first glance. How can such a thing be hidden from your sharp eyes? You will know later if you try it."

"Hehe, that's really good. Don't worry, if this happens later, I will definitely give Ah Zhi a big red envelope~"

Du Weiguo rubbed his chin and smiled lustfully and lewdly. But at this moment, the light in Azhi's eyes had been completely extinguished, leaving only a numb void.

Seeing that the fire was almost done, Chow Chow quickly took the wooden box from A Zhi's hand, pushed her hard, and pushed her directly into Du Weiguo's arms.

"Oh, A-Zhi, why are you still standing there stupidly? Why don't you take the boss to the room to put water in the room and take a shower?"

The hotel is not big as a whole, it is just a courtyard. There are three guest rooms in the north, three rooms in the east wing, and the master room in the west wing, along with the dining room and kitchen.

After entering the hospital, the Chow Chow gave Du Weiguo an ambiguous look as if he was enjoying himself, and then headed towards the west room with his fat buttocks.

As for Ah Zhi, her pupils were a little out of focus at the moment, and her steps were frivolous, like a zombie, leading Du Weiguo into the first guest room in the north wing.

The room is quite clean and the layout is simple.

There was only a wooden bed, table, two chairs, and a clothes rack. In the inner bathroom, there was a large wooden barrel about half a person tall.

"Sir, please sit down for a moment. I'll go and put the bath water in for you first."

After entering the room, Ah Zhi seemed even more embarrassed. He didn't dare to raise his head to look at Du Weiguo the whole time. He ran to the inner room in a panic and turned on the faucet in a hurry.

Then she huddled next to the barrel like a quail, rubbing the hem of her skirt vigorously, staring at the water unconsciously.

Du Weiguo had a leisurely look. He took off his wet windbreaker and put it on the clothes hanger. He sat down on the bed with a golden knife, took out the cigarette case and lit a cigarette.

Slowly exhaling the smoke, Du Weiguo then greeted Ah Zhi who was hiding in the bathroom, his whole body about to burst.

"Azhi, come here."

Hearing Du Weiguo's shout, Ah Zhi shuddered as if he had been electrocuted. He stood up reluctantly and cautiously walked to the bathroom door with only half of his head exposed:

"First, sir, the water will be ready soon. You'd better take a shower first."

Du Weiguo suddenly felt full of bad taste in his heart. He glanced at her with a leering look, took out a stack of U.S. bills and slapped them on the table. There were more than a hundred U.S. dollars, equivalent to more than 10,000 Taiwan dollars.

"No, my habit is to do errands first and then take a shower. Come on, the money is here. Zhi, you can take off your clothes first."

Upon hearing this, Ah Zhi's face instantly turned pale as a sheet, and his eye circles were red. He trembled and explained:

"Ah, ah, sir, the rules in the store are not like this. You, you have to wash first~~"

"Bang!" Du Weiguo's face suddenly darkened, and he patted the banknotes on the table hard:

"What rules? It's a joke! Why did I spend money to enjoy it, and I still have to abide by the bullshit rules you set?"

Ah Zhi was frightened by Du Weiguo's fierce appearance. He couldn't hold back his tears any longer, and fell down. He choked and said incoherently:

"I, I won't do your business anymore, you, please leave quickly."

"Ha~" Du Weiguo sneered:

"No? Zhi, if you drive away a big fat sheep like me, aren't you afraid that the Chow Chow will kill you?"

"what?"

Ah Zhi was stunned. The word "Chow Chow" appeared a bit abruptly. She reacted slightly, and then suddenly said in surprise:

"You, you~"

Du Weiguo ignored her, scratched his head with a speechless expression, and turned to look at the door of the room:

"I said, do you have some shit in your head? You saw this figure so clearly, how can you hide it?"

At this moment, the Japanese-style wooden sliding door reflected the figures of three sturdy men, and of course the fat and conspicuous shadow of the Chow Chow.

"Wow~"

The next second, the door was pulled hard, and several men wearing flowery shirts and holding sharp weapons in their hands rushed in.

"Hmm~" Ah Zhi was immediately frightened and huddled beside the barrel, squeezing into the gap with all his strength.

"Gan! Sa Xiao, if you know what's going on, hand over all the valuable things you have on you. I'm in a good mood and can let you live."

Among the several people, the leader was a fat man with a scar on his face. He waved the fish-killing knife with a cold light in his hand and stared at Du Weiguo fiercely.

Du Weiguo was still sitting firmly on the chair. Not only did his body not move, but his expression remained unchanged. He slowly exhaled the smoke and his tone was full of disdain:

"What? You are doing this fairy dance and you can't jump, so you just grab it. Are you too unprofessional?"

In fact, before entering the courtyard, Du Weiguo had already roughly guessed the direction of this gang of scoundrels with just a quick glance.

These guys, as well as the Chow Chow, were all hiding in the west wing. They first used the bait to trick the fat sheep into taking off his clothes and getting into the barrel.

At that time, these guys rushed in again, naked buttocks, and suddenly encountered several villains with knives. The result was of course self-evident.

It's like fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

Needless to say, although their Immortal Dance routine was rough, it was still practical. They just met Du Weiguo, an unreasonable monster.

Even if the immortal dances, he can still jump, and he is so lame.

Du Weiguo's calmness made these soldiers feel nervous, and they were a little unsure of his true intentions.

He was tall and tall, with a calm demeanor. Even though he was just sitting still, he still exuded a fierce aura, especially his pair of dark eyes that were as deep as a deep pool, which was even more frightening.

Although these low-level soldiers who run around in the world have never seen much of the world, they are not stupid either. They instinctively feel that he is very difficult to deal with.

As the leader, the scar-faced man had no choice but to bite the bullet and bravely step forward. He slashed Du Wei Guoxu with his knife and growled in a stern voice:

"You're paralyzed! Yaoshouzi, what the hell are you talking about? Hand over your money and watch quickly! Otherwise, I will kill you right now!"

"boom!"

Du Weiguo suddenly reached out and touched the back of his waist. In the next moment, a black M1911 equipped with a silencer hit the U.S. dollars on the table heavily.

As soon as they saw the gun, the eyes of these young gangsters immediately straightened.

Under their stunned gazes, Du Weiguo slowly exhaled the smoke, put his hand on the gun, and pointed the dark muzzle at the scarred man intentionally or unintentionally.

His eyes sharpened, his voice slightly increased, and his momentum also suddenly increased: "Kill me? Come on, you fucking try it."

"Pfft!"

Du Weiguo unknowingly revealed a trace of evil aura. The scar-faced man who bore the brunt felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He couldn't help but lose his legs and fell to his knees quickly.

"Sir, spare your life!"

(End of this chapter)