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

Chapter 1113 I am afraid of the dark and cannot sleep by myself

It was already very late at night, and the secret bunker deep underground was pitch black, without a trace of light.

At this moment, Du Weiguo had not rested for several days and nights. Even with his superhuman physique, his eyes were bloodshot and full of fatigue.

However, he was still not sleepy at all. He sat alone in a chair, his eyes distant but unfocused. He smoked one cigarette after another, and the ashtray on the small table in front of him was already full of cigarette butts.

"Du Da, what are you thinking about? Why are you so absent-minded?"

A refreshing fragrance blew over, and Miss Hu walked over slowly with a cup of steaming hot tea, and then sat down next to him.

Miss Hu did not turn on the lights because there was no need to. This group of perverts all had night vision abilities to varying degrees and could see the night as clearly as the day.

  Taking the teacup and placing it on the small table, Du Weiguo spoke in a low voice, mixed with a sense of decadence and depression that was difficult to conceal:

"Hu Da, I'm really a little tired. It feels like the troubles are endless, as if they will never end."

While speaking, Du Weiguo had a very depressed expression, and his eyes, which were usually bright and lively, now looked dull and lifeless.

  Miss Hu frowned slightly, stretched out her hand and took the half-smoked cigarette butt, put it in her mouth and took a sip, and said in a faint tone:

"Du Da, didn't you choose this path yourself? When you were in Japan and had just wiped out the Jiujiu Sect, you actually had the opportunity to stop."

Miss Hu's words instantly brought Du Weiguo back to his memories. Although it had not been long, perhaps because he had experienced so much, it felt very distant.

He did have the opportunity to choose another path.

At that time, Du Weiguo wiped out the Eight Hundred Dragons entrenched in the Triangle Land, and also crushed the Jiuju clan, and by the way, he got rid of Venom's fellow villager Baotun.

Except for the poisonous dragon in Sijiu City, all the enemies, both overt and covert, have been basically eliminated.

At that point in time, as long as Du Weiguo was willing, he could indeed continue to stay in Japan, or live in seclusion in any other place where no one knew him and lead a leisurely life like a wild crane.

He actually did so and stayed quiet in Hong Kong Island for a while.

However, when I clashed with the Freemasons in Seoul, I witnessed their almost omnipotent and omnipresent terrifying power.

While Du Weiguo was wary, he also inevitably developed ambitions.

The plot development then became uncontrollable, and he seemed to be pushed forward by an invisible hand.

The more interests involved, the more enemies he has, and the more powerful they are, almost endless. He can only continue to conquer and kill without rest.

"Huh~ Yes, Hu Da, you are right, I chose the path myself."

Du Weiguo exhaled a long breath, slowly closed his eyes, and pinched his sore nose.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze had become as cold as a knife again, and his tone also became stern:

"Since the enemies keep coming one after another, I will just keep killing them all the way! Damn it, I don't believe that these bastards are really endless and can't be killed."

A loud drum does not need a heavy hammer. Du Weiguo has killed countless people and experienced countless blood and tricks. His mentality has long been tempered as hard as a rock and he does not need anyone's comfort.

"Hehehe~"

  Seeing that he had figured it out, Miss Hu smiled, put her arm around his shoulders, and teased him in a slightly scoundrelly tone:

"Well, although it sounds a bit reckless and a bit fierce, the truth is there, Du Da, you are right to think so.

You don't need to hesitate. This is just the beginning. It's far from the point where we can put our weapons into storage and let our horses go to the mountains. If someone is blocking the way, just get rid of him."

Hearing Miss Hu's hooligan-like consolation, Du Weiguo smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Okay, Chief of Staff Hu, stop talking nonsense and give me some practical suggestions. How do you think we can solve this situation?"

The current situation is indeed a bit tense. Mikhail, the old silver coin, obviously anticipated Du Weiguo's assassination plan and had made full preparations.

In order to deal with him, they even went so far as to make peace with their mortal enemy, the CIA.

The combination of the two people with special abilities, the shapeshifter and the invisible man, seems sharp, but Du Weiguo actually doesn't take it seriously.

Even if it's that damn wizard hiding in the dark, or any other person with special abilities, he's no match for him.

Du Weiguo has absolute confidence in his current combat power. He is invincible. No matter who his opponent is, the worst that can happen is that he can just display his ability to teleport.

No one can resist the killer combination of teleportation and the floating and sinking knife. If it doesn't work, then just use another knife.

But the problem now is that Du Weiguo's goal is to kill Mikhail and help his ally Nikonov return to power as soon as possible, rather than to fight with the CIA's capable people.

Moreover, the assassination has to be carried out in secret, and it cannot be known to everyone or be caught with evidence. Otherwise, even if it is just for the sake of face, the Russian bear will have to turn against him completely.

Going into a full-scale war with a stubborn superpower is undoubtedly a stupid move!

However, Mikhail, this cunning old man, was very afraid of death. He hid himself very well and it was impossible to find a way to stop him.

Miss Hu was also not vague. She straightened up and flicked the cigarette butt accurately into the ashtray.

"Since we can't find Mikhail's real body, why don't we start with his family? Doesn't he have a son?"

Mikhail's only son is named Vladimir Nikolayevich, or Mir for short. He is the former deputy director of the KGB's Third Department, specifically in charge of the Chinese region's business.

Strictly speaking, Du Weiguo and Mikhail became mortal enemies because of him.

This guy was the culprit who provided intelligence to Sting, planned the assassination of Yang Caiyu, and ultimately led to the tragic death of Tang Ahong.

The hatred between Mir and Du Weiguo can be traced back to Turgenev, the Minister of Internal Affairs who appeared in South Korea. He was Mir's uncle who brought him up.

Even the confrontation between Du Weiguo and the Freemasons began at this time.

From the moment he set foot in Seoul, the gears of fate began to spin wildly, heading in an uncontrollable direction and never looking back.

Hearing Miss Hu's suggestion, Du Weiguo shook his head and lit another cigarette:

"I've thought about this plan, and just discussed it with Nikonov. No, this bastard named Mir is just like his father.

He is extremely afraid of death and very cunning. Since leaving Mongolia, he has been hiding in Siberia and has not been seen since. "

"Even the all-pervasive KGB couldn't find it?"

Miss Hu frowned, and Du Weiguo nodded:

"Yes, this bastard was originally a nail planted by Mikhail in the KGB, so he knows everything about their business. Siberia is large enough, and there are countless uninhabited areas, so he hid very well."

"Fuck, they are really not a family. They don't even share the same door. Are all of them bastards?"

  Miss Hu couldn't help cursing and asked angrily:

"So this old man Mikhail only has this one child? What about the rest of his family? They can't all be hiding in Siberia, right?"

  Du Weiguo curled his lips helplessly:

"He also has a daughter, but she is now serving as an ambassador in London. In addition, Mikhail also has a wife, but he has not been home for many years, and the relationship between the couple has long been in name only."

"As for other distant relatives, Mikhail is indifferent. Even if these people died in front of him, he wouldn't even blink an eye."

Miss Hu was still not giving up: "What about the person he trusts the most?"

"No, this old silver coin doesn't trust anyone."

  Upon hearing this, Miss Hu couldn't help but sigh:

"He is indeed a ruthless man without blood or flesh. Perhaps only such a person can accomplish great things."

  Du Weiguo nodded in agreement to this comment:

"Maybe, but the problem now is that if we can't find this old silver coin, we won't know where to start. We can't just waste time in the tunnels of Moscow, right?"

  Hearing this question, Miss Hu was silent. After a long while, she said in a quiet voice:

"Then let's first get rid of the traitor named Vanyusha, clear the obstacles for Nikonov, and force him to return to power.

Let the all-pervasive KGB start to work, first turn the tide, and then find the right opportunity to purge those capable people in the CIA."

"Hmm?" Du Weiguo's eyes suddenly gleamed. Now, the reason why they were so passive and had to hide in the tunnel like mice was because Nikonov had lost control of the KGB and became a blind commander without troops.

Although Mikhail's real body was hidden in the dark, he still firmly controlled the huge Ministry of Internal Affairs and firmly held the upper hand.

If Nikonov could return to power, even if the KGB was still at a disadvantage, at least they could form a confrontation and avoid being completely crushed in terms of intelligence and resources.

The most important thing is that this will give us a chance to find a suitable or even official reason to clean up those people with special abilities from the CIA and force Mikhail to show up.

"good idea!"

Du Weiguo gave Miss Hu a thumbs up, flicked his cigarette butt in a hurry, stood up and went to discuss with Natasha and Nikonov.

But just as he raised his foot, he was pulled back.

"Du Da, why are you in such a hurry? Do you think everyone can work as hard as you do? Not to mention that Nikonov is just an ordinary person and he is seriously injured and needs to rest.

Even Shota and the others, who followed you all the way from Japan and went through several days and nights, are exhausted. "

  At this point, Miss Hu handed him the tea, which had become warm:

"Du Da, I know you're anxious, but haste makes waste. You're the backbone of everyone, you have to stay calm. Now, drink some water first, then take a rest. We'll talk about everything in the morning."

Du Weiguo followed suit and drank the tea in one breath. Suddenly, he felt a sense of enlightenment.

Putting down the teacup, he suddenly picked up Miss Hu by the waist, opened his bloody mouth and gave her a beautiful kiss, then his big hands began to wander around dishonestly.

Miss Hu blushed and said coquettishly: "What are you doing?"

Du Weiguo curled his lips and said in a scoundrelly tone, "Hey, I'm afraid of the dark and I can't sleep by myself."

Miss Hu was reluctant to accept the offer: "Du Da, let me go, you stinky rascal, oooo~"

The following numbers are omitted.

The next day, early in the morning, Du Weiguo took a shower, shaved, changed into new clothes, and even had his hair cut.

He appeared in front of everyone refreshed and in high spirits.

However, the faces of Shota, Kamu and Kagura in front of him did not look very good. They had dark circles under their eyes and obvious bags under their eyes, and it was obvious that they did not sleep well.

The underground base is quite large and has quite a few rooms. Logically speaking, even if Du Weiguo claps for love vigorously, it won't affect other people.

But, are these people in front of me ordinary people?

Each of them was a freaking pervert with extraordinary hearing, and the underground bunker was eerily quiet, so it was like they were listening to a live broadcast, and naturally they didn't sleep well.

Because Miss Hu was too shy to show up in the morning, Du Weiguo's face was thicker than a city wall now, and he was still very flamboyant, without any sense of shame at all.

"Shota, did you make this meal? It's really good. You have the potential to be a great chef."

Breakfast was prepared by Shiina Shouta, which consisted of canned potatoes and beef on rice. The food supplies in the underground bunker were sufficient, but extremely monotonous.

Most of them were canned food, pressed biscuits and other easy-to-preserve things. Fortunately, there were potatoes and rice noodles, so Shota, who couldn't sleep, got up early and used the existing ingredients to make a hot meal for everyone.

"Sir, as long as you like the food, I'll be honest with you. My biggest ambition before was to retire at the age of 45 and then open a restaurant."

Hearing the compliment, Shota's face immediately turned red and he explained with a wry smile.

Du Weiguo ate the rice in big mouthfuls and said incoherently:

"Well, that's a good wish. When your restaurant opens, I will definitely bring Shenwu and Kagura with me to support it every day."

Upon hearing this, not only Shota smiled, but even Shenwu and Kagura couldn't help but look at each other, with joy showing between their brows, because they were included in Du Weiguo's future plans.

Just then, Natasha came out of the room pushing Nikonov in a wheelchair.

Although he is no longer young, he is in good health and still strong. After sufficient rest, he looks much better. Although his face is still pale, he can communicate normally.

"Wesley, I'm sorry for making you hide in this shabby place without seeing the sun."

  Du Weiguo waved his hands and said self-deprecatingly:

"Ha, this is still shabby? It's already pretty good. To be honest, last summer in Okinawa, I was forced to not even wear pants and run around naked in the jungle all day long."

"Haha, even a mighty demon god, an invincible being in the world, can be so embarrassed?"

Nikonov had indeed recovered well. His physical condition was secondary, but his spirit was back and he could talk and laugh calmly again.

"What do you mean I'm invincible? I'm just a reckless man who can only hack and kill."

Putting down the lunch box, Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and glanced at the wound on Nikonov's leg. It had recovered well and had already scabbed over.

"Nikonov, you look much better."

With Natasha's help, Nikonov stood up from the wheelchair, slowly moved to sit opposite Du Weiguo, and nodded slowly.

"Yeah, much better. Besides, I can't keep being depressed and let you clean up the mess for me."

  Du Weiguo handed him a cigarette, lit it for him, and got straight to the point:

"Nikonov, if the current situation continues to drag on, it will be very disadvantageous to us. I plan to kill the traitor Vanyusha first and push you back to the position of KGB (Chairman).

Then we will use official channels and methods to eliminate those CIA experts and force Mikhail to show up."

  At this point, Du Weiguo paused:

"As long as he dares to show up, I am sure I can get rid of him. If he insists on not showing up~"

  "Huff!" Nikonov exhaled a long breath of smoke and continued:

"If he insists on not showing up, the Ministry of Internal Affairs will have to appoint a new minister. By then, without power and status, Mikhail will be an insignificant living dead. I can easily crush him to death."

"Cough cough~"

After coughing twice, Nikonov's face turned red:

“Wesley, our ideas coincide with each other. Just now, I have arranged for reliable people to investigate Vanyusha’s location.

However, Wesley, Vaniusha is also very cunning, and he should be on guard now, and there is a Black Swan around him~~"

  Du Weiguo raised his hand to interrupt him:

"These are not problems. I just need to know his real location. You don't have to worry about the rest."

  After crushing the cigarette butt, Du Weiguo changed the subject and suddenly added in a light tone:

"But, Nikonov, I want to remind you that even though I am the one stepping into this difficult situation, you must remember your promise."

Nikonov was silent, his fingers holding the cigarette turned slightly white. He certainly understood what Du Weiguo meant.

Everything comes at a price.

What Du Weiguo is about to do is extremely risky and is simply going against the will of the world.

He wanted to assassinate senior KGB officials and the Minister of Internal Affairs one after another in order to force himself back to power. This move would inevitably anger the Russian bear and might even lead to a full-scale war with the entire Russian bear.

Then the price of letting Du Weiguo take action is.

As long as Nikonov returns to the throne, the entire KGB, including himself, will have to open up all authority to Du Weiguo and give him whatever he wants from now on.

In a sense, from now on, the KGB is his private investigation department, and all agents are under his command and follow his lead.

Nikonov was a decisive and courageous man. He did not keep Du Weiguo waiting for long and made his promise in a serious tone.

"I will keep my promise until I die."