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

Chapter 1095 The Classes of the Dark World

Okinawa Island, when the flight Du Weiguo and his crew were on landed at Naha Airport, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening.

It had just rained on Okinawa Island, and the sky was now overcast with a damp and cold wind blowing, which did not show the tropical island scenery that Kagura had expected.

All passengers on all flights, regardless of their identities, were surrounded by fully armed police as soon as they got off the plane and were taken away one by one for questioning.

Obviously, the martial law in Tokyo has already reached here, but with Miss Hu here, this little scene is nothing.

Du Weiguo and his companions were like invisible people. They swaggered through the crowd and went straight out of the airport. Everyone, whether passengers or police, ignored them.

Miss Hu’s mental sensing range now exceeds 3 kilometers, the radius of mental control is 1 kilometer, and she can control a group.

In other words, as long as people are within a range of 1000 meters around her, Miss Hu is omniscient and omnipotent, almost like a god.

  After leaving the airport lobby, Du Weiguo took out his satellite phone and dialed a number:

"Well, yes, we have already left the airport. No need, just wait for me there."

The vehicle that came to pick up Du Weiguo today was a semi-new Toyota van, which was parked obediently in the parking lot. Compared with his status, it was quite low-key.

The driver of the van was Merlin Wang, a mixed-race colonel of the Citi Okinawa garrison, whom he had met once before.

  He was wearing casual clothes today, a Hawaiian-style floral shirt. When he saw Du Weiguo and his party, he quickly got out of the car and trotted over to greet them, extending his hand enthusiastically and being quite polite:

"Mr. Wesley, long time no see. You look even more charming than before. Did you have a smooth time leaving the airport just now? Did you encounter any trouble?"

Du Weiguo's answer was concise: "Yes, it went smoothly."

Hearing his answer, King Merlin's eyes flashed with a hint of subtle surprise, but he concealed it well and his tone remained steady:

"Oh, oh, that's good. Mr. Rhodes has already left, but he won't arrive until tomorrow morning. I've already arranged accommodation for you. Shall I take you there now?"

Du Weiguo nodded without comment: "Well, thank you, Colonel Wang."

  After getting in the car, King Merlin asked again tentatively:

"Mr. Wesley, I heard that something happened in Tokyo again, and the whole city is now under martial law."

  Du Weiguo rolled down the window, lit a cigarette, and slowly exhaled the smoke, his tone slightly rogue:

"I'm not sure. Just before I left Haneda Airport, I vaguely heard that there was some commotion in Tokyo, but it definitely had nothing to do with me."

"Fuck you! How could you not know? As soon as you came to Japan, the Mitsui and Iwasaki families were in trouble, and almost all the men died. Even if it wasn't you who did it, it must have something to do with you."

  King Merlin complained madly in his heart, but he still had a warm smile on his face and nodded in agreement:

"Mr. Wesley is indeed a man of luck. As far as I know, Tokyo was locked down after the flight you took took off."

You idiot, you can't even speak Chinese properly, how can you use such a few words in front of me? Du Weiguo curled his lips:

"Oh, really? That's quite a coincidence. By the way, Colonel Wang, no one knows that I'm coming to Okinawa this time, right?"

"No, according to your telegram, no one knows your itinerary except me and Lieutenant General Mason."

(Lieutenant General Mason is the commander of the Citigroup garrison in Okinawa, and the one who promised to help Du Weiguo's special plane load weapons.)"

At this point, King Merlin glanced at Du Weiguo through the rearview mirror. To be honest, he was actually very puzzled by this request for confidentiality that was obviously like taking off pants to fart.

You came to Okinawa on a commercial flight so openly, why are you still keeping it a secret?

But what surprised him even more was that Du Weiguo and his group of people were able to leave the airport without any hindrance despite the strict inspection at the airport.

Even when the evil spirit came to Okinawa, even the CIA and the Military Intelligence Bureau were very quiet and did not make any movement, as if they were playing dumb and turning a blind eye and a deaf ear.

Du Weiguo dusted off his cigarette ashes and said in a gloomy tone:

"That's good. I came to Japan this time just to pick up a few friends. I don't want to cause any more trouble, and I don't want to take the blame.

Before this, no one must have known my whereabouts, Colonel Wang, please don't let me down."

Upon hearing this, King Merlin was suddenly awed and his face turned pale instantly. He couldn't help but tremble because he was too frightened.

Du Weiguo's tone was normal, but it concealed a murderous intent. King Merlin heard two meanings.

First, Du Weiguo and his companions came to Okinawa from Tokyo, and contrary to their usual practice, they took a commercial flight. However, no one knew they were coming along the way.

This was undoubtedly achieved because Du Weiguo had someone with strange abilities hiding around him who could conceal their whereabouts without anyone noticing.

Second, according to Du Weiguo, the only people who knew that he led a team to Okinawa Island were himself and Lieutenant General Mason. If the news leaked, then there must be a problem on their side.

At that time, they will definitely face the wrath of the evil god!

Thinking about the past battle records and fierce methods of the God of Evil, as well as his unscrupulous behavior, King Merlin was instantly horrified and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

Lieutenant General Mason might have some room for maneuver and a chance of survival due to his status and position, but he is just an insignificant ant, and Du Weiguo will crush him to death without hesitation.

Seeing his eyes darting around and his lips tightly pursed, Du Weiguo became a little impatient, snorted, and asked coldly:

"Why? Colonel Merlin, is there any difficulty?"

Originally, King Merlin had an extra mission tonight, which was an order given to him by General Mason. He wanted to meet with Du Weiguo in private.

As for the purpose, the two giant chaebols, the Mitsui family and the Iwasaki family, are about to be reshuffled, which will inevitably produce countless interest vacuums and unimaginable benefits.

As Lieutenant General Mason was the chief officer of the Citigroup garrison on Okinawa Island and also held other positions, he naturally wanted to take advantage of the situation and get a piece of the pie.

But looking at the current situation, his life is about to be in danger, so how could he dare to say any more nonsense to King Merlin?

"No, no problem. I understand, Mr. Wesley. The news of your visit to Okinawa will not be leaked."

That night, Du Weiguo and his friends stayed in a three-story luxury villa with its own entrance and courtyard located on the western suburbs seaside.

Perhaps in order to keep the secret of his coming to Okinawa Island, several houses around were urgently evacuated, and warning signs prohibiting passage due to road construction were erected at the intersections on both sides of the villa.

In order to save his life, King Merlin sat in the van and waited there personally. In other words, Du Weiguo and his family were the only residents left on the street where the villa was located.

The villa has a refrigerator and is well stocked with rice, flour, grain, oil, and various seasonings, as well as Okinawa's specialties Ishigaki beef and Agu pork, as well as seasonal fruits and vegetables.

In the kitchen, Shiina Shouta was preparing dinner with the sisters Kamui and Kagura. These two beautiful girls knew nine out of ten things about cooking, but they knew nothing about it.

On the sofa in the living room, Miss Hu was chatting with Du Weiguo.

"So, Duda, you called me here this time just to deal with this damn Illuminati that I've never heard of?"

Miss Hu was leaning lazily on the sofa with a cigarette in her mouth, and her tone was also lazy.

Du Weiguo nodded:

"Yes, that's right, but now the Church of Light is only in name only. To be precise, we have to deal with the current Pope of the Church of Light, Marsal.

This old man had previously assassinated Yang Caiyu in Switzerland, and now he's jumping around and gathering some bastards, intending to target me. I must kill him."

"Shota, I hate spicy food, so don't add chili powder. Also, don't add wasabi or pepper!"

At this moment, Hu Da suddenly sniffed, turned his head and growled towards the kitchen.

Shota shuddered all over, immediately put down the pepper in his hand, and replied awkwardly:

"Okay, okay, Ms. Hu, I understand."

In a short period of time, Miss Hu not only subdued Shenwu, but also established her full authority in Shota's heart.

After hearing a satisfactory answer, Miss Hu turned to Du Weiguo again:

  "What's the matter? Du Da, is this guy named Masar very powerful? Does he make you so afraid? Not only did he leave a few helpers, but he also made me suffer." Du Weiguo shook his head, his tone somewhat annoyed:

"To be honest, I don't know how powerful he is. I have never fought him directly. I only know that he has the ability to control the wind and moves very fast."

This old man, Marsal, was cunning and crafty, and he hid very deeply. Neither the Sixth Bureau nor the KGB could uncover his true whereabouts.

The world has always had both a light and a dark side, and the dark world is a general term for the dark side, which is also divided into levels and classes.

It can be roughly divided into three levels, among which those social societies, gangs and the lowest class of people who make money through illegal means are all at the bottom.

Of course, even the bottom class will be further divided into different levels. For example, among the lower nine classes, tomb robbers are at the bottom, and above them are bandits, thieves, prostitutes, prostitutes, and thousands of other classes. I will not go into details.

The intelligence departments of various countries, those agents who walk the line between black and white, as well as multi-faceted spies, intelligence, arms dealers, professional killers, etc., belong to the second class.

The top layer is people with special abilities and organizations built around people with special abilities, such as the Noah Legion, the Eight Hundred Dragons, the Brotherhood, the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect, the Church of Light, etc., all belong to this class.

Although the boundaries between the various levels of the dark world are not particularly clear, the information channels from top to bottom are very smooth. However, it is extremely difficult to explore in reverse from bottom to top.

For example, it is always easy for spies to investigate gangs or societies, but conversely, no matter how hard they work, they cannot find any information about the spies.

Those with special abilities are even worse. Most of them hide themselves very well, like a dragon that is hard to find. Even a ubiquitous spy organization like the KGB finds it difficult to detect their traces.

At the beginning, Du Weiguo wanted to find the lone assassin Sting to take revenge, and even with the full cooperation of the KGB, it still took him more than half a year to find him. This shows his ability.

Of course, Du Weiguo and the evil spirits under his command are currently at the top of the dark world, the tip of the pyramid.

"Wind control?"

Miss Hu frowned and said in a slightly more serious tone:

"Well, this ability is indeed a bit troublesome. If you encounter special weather and terrain, and have a capable helper, once he gets the upper hand, it will be very difficult to deal with."

Miss Hu was knowledgeable and experienced, and based on her knowledge alone, she was able to basically reconstruct the scene of Marsal commanding the night attack at the lakeside villa that night.

Recalling the critical situation that night, Du Weiguo still feels a little scared. He put out the cigarette butt with his fingers, and his tone became particularly cold:

"Yes, when he commanded the wolf pack and fanatics to attack Yang Caiyu at night, Merlin and Sukari couldn't stop them together, if I hadn't arrived in time~~"

Seeing Du Weiguo's frightened look, Miss Hu's jealousy suddenly came up again and she interrupted him coldly:

"Okay, Du Da, stop reminiscing. Isn't your beloved Yang Caiyu safe and sound now? Don't worry, I will help you kill that old immortal Masar."

  Miss Hu's eyes flickered, and she suddenly changed the subject:

"But, Mr. Du, I can't work for nothing. According to what we agreed before, I must have a piece of the Japanese pie, and it has to be the biggest piece!"

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo's face suddenly turned dark and he no longer had any interest in talking.

At 2 a.m., the night on Okinawa Island was as dark as ink and the silence was eerie.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

King Merlin, who was half asleep and half awake, was suddenly awakened by a knock on the window. He subconsciously reached for the pistol at his waist.

"Colonel Wang, don't get excited, it's me."

Du Weiguo's low and cold voice rang through the car window, and King Merlin froze instantly, as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head.

After realizing what was happening, he quickly pushed the door open and got out of the car. It was foggy in the middle of the night and it was chilly. King Merlin couldn't help but shudder, his voice trembling a little:

"Wei, Mr. Wesley, why did you come out? Do you need anything?"

Du Weiguo opened the car door and got in:

"Come on, take me to see Lieutenant General Mason."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, King Merlin's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost. Du Weiguo rolled his eyes at him and said jokingly:

"Why? Are you so surprised? Doesn't he want to see me now?"

Mason Selfoss, Vice Admiral of the U.S. Navy, is currently the commander-in-chief of the Okinawa garrison. He is 55 years old, graduated from the West Point Military Academy, and participated in World War II and the Korean War.

He was a brave general and had won the Purple Heart, but he was not the same kind of person as Richard, the commander-in-chief of the Japanese garrison.

Mason was a true Jewish descent and a member of the Freemasonry, a typical radical expansionist.

However, Mason is not a member of the highest-ranking High Table of Freemasonry, not because of his low status, but because his position is high enough and too sensitive.

As the garrison commander, Mason could not leave Okinawa during his term of office. He had neither the time nor the convenience to participate in the Masonic High Table meetings.

Mason's future has already been paved. He has two years left in his term. After that, he will run for and become the governor of his hometown of Maine. At that time, he will naturally become a member of the High Table of the Freemasons.

Some people may say, stop talking nonsense, the governors of the United States are all elected democratically. In this regard, I can only laugh.

For most ordinary people today, 55 is already an age when they are already buried in the dirt. However, for politicians, it is still the golden age and there is a lot to be done.

Mason is in very good shape and does not have the big belly that is common among middle-aged white people. Even if he is woken up in the middle of the night, he is still full of energy.

Anyway, who wouldn't be excited to meet Du Weiguo, the killer, alone? If he didn't pee his pants, he would be considered brave enough?

"Mr. Wesley, you are younger and more handsome than I thought. In my army, at your age, you can only be a sergeant at best."

"It's hard to imagine that you are the invincible evil spirit. This is simply amazing!"

Lieutenant General Mason had never met Du Weiguo directly, and had only reached some tacit understanding through King Merlin. This was their first meeting.

He is a tall and strong white man who possesses the arrogance and prejudice inherent in Citibank politicians as well as the shrewdness and mercenary nature of Taiwanese businessmen.

He had his own unique rhythm in negotiations, but Du Weiguo didn't buy it at all. He took out a cigarette case, lit one slowly, and went straight to the point:

"Lieutenant General Mason, it's already late and everyone is busy, let's just get to the point!"

"Okay, Wesley, I know about the secret agreement between you and Richard."

Sure enough, changing one's expression is a basic quality of a politician. The next moment, Mason switched to a serious expression, and his tone became serious and smooth.

Richard is the commander-in-chief of the Japanese garrison, a redneck native of the United States, and a representative of the hawkish faction. He had been kidnapped by Du Weiguo before.

In the cave of Otama, Richard and Du Weiguo reached an offensive and defensive alliance agreement regarding Freemasonry.

Only the two of them knew about this agreement at the time, and no one knew how Mason found out about it, but it made sense.

After all, Freemasonry is now in decline and is no longer what it once was, and Citigroup hawks have begun to counterattack strongly, so there is no need to keep this agreement strictly confidential.

After thinking this through, Du Weiguo shrugged indifferently: "So what?"

Tonight, the two people met at a seaside villa near Ginowan on the outskirts of the city. The environment was very quiet.

Mason took out an oak cigarette case from the drawer, pulled out a cigar and threw it to Du Weiguo:

"Mr. Wesley, try this, Cuban Bolivar cigar, the strongest cigar, no doubt about it."

Du Weiguo took it with a smile, and then took out a cigarette with a gold tip and a black stem and gave it to him: "President Kunpeng, I made it myself."