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

"Tangier?"

Harper's pupils suddenly contracted, and even Reina, who had been watching the show silently, sat up straight.

This place sounds obscure, and ordinary people may not even know where it is, but for intelligence chiefs like Harperena, it is like thunder in the ears.

Tangier is an undeveloped natural deep-water port located in the northernmost part of Morocco and at the end of the Strait of Gibraltar.

It is stuck in the narrowest throat between the Atlantic Ocean and the Mediterranean Sea. At the same time, Tangier is the closest springboard between the two continents of Europe and Africa.

It can be said that this nameless small port is a global shipping hub, connecting all land masses in the world.

Especially for Citibank in North America, if it wants to go to the Middle East and Asia by sea, the Strait of Gibraltar is the only way, otherwise it will have to take a detour of tens of thousands of nautical miles.

Once this channel is blocked, Citi will lose connection with Asia, and the consequences will be disastrous.

If Quiana is a dagger against Citigroup's chin, then Tangier is a scalpel across Citigroup's aorta, and the threat is absolutely fatal.

It is precisely because of its important and sensitive location that Tangier, despite its unique geographical conditions, has not been developed for many years.

At present, it is still just a tiny town whose main business is offshore fishing.

Du Weiguo slowly exhaled the smoke, his tone calm but firm, and he said word by word:

"Yes, I want to lease the port of Tangier from the Moroccan government."

"That's impossible!" Harper blurted out almost without thinking:

"The Strait of Gibraltar is the lifeblood of Citigroup. They will not allow anyone else to get involved. Mr. Wesley, if you do this, it will lead to extremely serious and uncontrollable consequences!"

"Ha~" Du Weiguo sneered, his tone full of disdain:

"What are the consequences? Citibank going to war with me? Do you think I'll be afraid?"

Harper frowned, stared into his eyes, and said sharply:

"Mr. Wesley, I know you are very capable, but not enough to confront a big country head-on, especially a superpower with nuclear weapons.

If you really occupy the port of Tangier, Citibank will fight you desperately, and Guyana will bear the brunt. Are you sure you can bear such consequences?"

She said this very bluntly, and the threat was evident in her words.

"Sigh~"

Reina, who was watching the show, couldn't help but gasp, secretly admiring Harper's courage.

But what Harper said was exactly what she wanted to say, so she didn't interrupt her. Besides, she was hoping that this woman would become enemies with Du Weiguo.

"Hahaha~" Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears came out.

After a long while, he stopped smiling and said coldly, "Harper, are you trying to scare me?"

It has to be said that Harper is also quite tough, and he directly and bluntly said:

"Mr. Wesley, I'm not exaggerating. This is the truth."

"Facts? Ha~" Du Weiguo sneered:

"Harper, let's make a bet. Even if I occupy the port of Tangier, Citibank won't dare to bomb St. Petersburg. Do you believe it?"

After a pause, before Harper could reply, he changed the subject and said quietly:

"Besides, how big is Quiana? It's just a tiny place. A big pineapple is enough to completely wipe it off the map.

But Citigroup is different. They have a vast territory, and I think they can eat even dozens of pineapples."

"Swish~" Harper stood up suddenly, her face flushed with excitement.

"Mr. Wesley, do you want to start a nuclear war?"

"Tsk! Bullshit nuclear war?" Du Weiguo curled his lips in disdain:

"After all my calculations, I only have one independent territory like Quiana. Where else can I bomb after bombing? Pattaya? Or Hong Kong Island?"

Those with bare feet are not afraid of those who wear shoes. This is the reason why Du Weiguo dares to break off relations with Citibank.

Although his business is now quite large, when all is said and done, his only independent territory is Guyana.

The rest are enclaves of a parasitic nature.

Whether it is Hong Kong Island, Pattaya, East Persia, or even the Triangle, they are nominally sovereign territories of other countries.

No matter how crazy Citigroup is, it is impossible for it to plow all these places with a pineapple.

"Uh, this~" Harper was choked by him and was speechless.

At this moment, she figured one thing out.

Although Du Weiguo's words sounded like bragging, they were ironclad facts.

Du Weiguo is the most bizarre existence in history. He cannot be judged by common sense. His current power and status are all due to his own miraculous combat power.

The so-called territory, money, power, and even the evil spirits are all burdens to him. Without them, his threat becomes even greater.

Without any restraints, the Evil God can become his complete form, and also his most brutal state.

Harper is a political creature. In just a moment, he figured out all these problems. His face suddenly turned blue and red, which was extremely interesting.

"Heh~ How's it going? Are you out of things to say?"

Seeing Harper's frustrated look, Du Weiguo chuckled and teased, then he stood up and patted her shoulder:

"Okay, it's almost dawn. Now that you've figured it out, get to work."

"Work? What work?" Harper was a little confused at the moment and couldn't react immediately.

Du Weiguo said shamelessly:

"Of course, you want me to help you quickly finalize the lease of the Port of Tangier. Do you really want me to go to Marrakech in person?"

Upon hearing this, Harper shuddered and his mind instantly became clear.

The area she is in charge of is North Africa, and there are only three serious places in North Africa: Elgeria, Egypt, and the last one is Morocco.

The remaining ones are worse than the other. They are all poor and destitute and can’t even afford to wear fucking pants.

Among them, Morocco is the richest and has the most important strategic location. At the same time, it has the closest and most harmonious relationship with her and cannot be lost.

Du Weiguo is an absolute killing god. If he were really asked to go to Marrakech in person to seek justice for Liao Sha.

If things go wrong, there will be a huge storm and many people will lose their lives.

Given his usual character, he will definitely start a massacre and cause rivers of blood to flow. He might even replicate the situation in India in Morocco.

The whole country is turned into a mess, and finally even the big pineapple is taken out. By then, the situation will be out of her control.

"No, I'll go and help you right away, Mr. Wesley. I will do my best to satisfy your request."

At this moment, Harper had fully realized the severity of the situation and had to give in.

"Hey, I just like dealing with smart people, go ahead."

Du Weiguo showed a wicked smile on his face, holding up two fingers and issuing an ultimatum:

"My time is limited. I will only give you two days."

"Okay!" Harper had already accepted her fate. She didn't dare to refute or delay, and left in a hurry.

"Ding~" Du Weiguo lit another cigarette and turned to Liao Sha. "Liao Sha, you have two choices now. First, find a place where no one knows you and live your life peacefully as an ordinary person."

Exhaling the smoke, he pointed at Reina who had remained silent all night and continued:

"Second, you follow her and accept unimaginably rigorous training, and work hard to become a qualified special services agent."

Liao Sha asked hesitantly, "Sir, I, I don't understand, what is a special agent?"

Du Weiguo was too lazy to explain and winked at Reina, who immediately understood and took over the topic:

"Special agents, to put it simply, are a group of people with special talents who are assigned to complete special missions. You can think of them as spies, secret agents, secret agents, and secret police."

Reina tried her best to explain in a concise manner, using words that Liao Sha could understand.

"Spy, secret police!" Liao Sha's eyes widened and her mouth opened so wide that she could fit a fist in.

After a long while, she turned to Du Weiguo with a look of surprise and asked tremblingly:

"Sir, so, you are?"

Du Weiguo shook his head and made a throat-cutting gesture with a playful expression:

"No, I'm not, Liao Sha. I'm an assassin. I've killed countless people. I'm a notorious assassin."

"Assassin?" Liao Sha was shocked again.

After a few more seconds, she regained her ability to speak:

"Sir, is it only by becoming a special agent that I will have the chance to see you again?"

Liao Sha was an extremely smart girl. At this moment, she had realized that it was time to say goodbye to Du Weiguo.

Moreover, no matter whether what Du Weiguo just said was true or false, it would be extremely difficult to see him again.

"Uh~" For a moment, Du Weiguo was stunned by her question.

Fortunately, Reina answered this question for him:

"That's right. If you become a special agent, you may have a chance to see Wesley again. If you are an ordinary person, you will never see him again in your life."

Then she urged:

"Your name is Liao Sha, right? Wesley is very busy. He doesn't have much time to waste on you, so make your choice quickly."

Liao Sha's eyes were red, and she looked at Du Weiguo with great reluctance, as if she wanted to imprint his appearance in her mind.

In fact, she didn't want to choose either of the two options. She wanted to stay with Du Weiguo forever.

But she was very sensible and knew that this was impossible, so she suppressed this idea deep in her heart and did not dare to utter a single word.

And she didn't hesitate for long, and quickly made a choice:

"I, I want to become a special agent."

"Good! Smart choice." Du Weiguo and Reina nodded almost at the same time, expressing their high approval of her choice.

It's very simple. To put it bluntly, ordinary people are just ants who live in a muddle and have no ability to resist, while the special agents are the lackeys of those in power, dancing on the edge of a knife all day long.

Although there is not much room for choice, the classes are completely different, so it is clear what to choose.

"Olive!" Raina called out to the door.

"Boss!"

A strong woman who was 1 meters tall and looked more manly than any man came in immediately. She was one of Reina's recent subordinates and had just rushed over from England yesterday.

"Her name is Liao Sha. Take her to the hospital to treat her wounds. Also, have her body checked thoroughly."

"Okay, boss."

Hearing Reina's order, Olive took a few steps to Liao Sha, stretched out her hand, and directly put the thin Liao Sha under her armpit, then walked out in a hurry.

Liao Sha was dumbfounded, shocked and frightened, and even forgot to say her final goodbye to Du Weiguo. At this moment, she was already regretting her choice.

"A person with special abilities?" Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows as he looked at Olive's majestic back as she walked away.

Reina nodded, not avoiding the topic:

"Well, Olive is a strength expert. Her current limit is that she can carry about one ton of weight."

"That's right." Du Weiguo nodded without comment, with no intention of poaching anyone.

He no longer has any shortage of people under his command, and his vision has become more discerning.

What's more, those with strength expertise are relatively at the bottom among those with special abilities. If they were born in the era of cold weapons, they might be quite powerful, as their strength could defeat those with great skills.

However, in this era of hot weapons, no matter how strong you are, you cannot withstand a bullet. If you wear heavy armor, you will lose your mobility.

Unless you are like Du Tie, who can carry hundreds or thousands of pounds and still be as fast as a horse, but this Olive is almost like that.

"Wesley, what do you want to do with that little girl just now?" Reina asked tentatively.

With her keen eyesight, she could certainly see that Liao Sha was still a virgin, and that she had a very good foundation and huge room for improvement.

If you take good care of her and dress her up a bit, she will definitely become a charming and beautiful girl.

Du Weiguo waved his hand casually:

"She is just a poor little girl I accidentally saved. Our fate ends here. I leave her to you. You can make your own arrangements in the future."

"I understand." Upon hearing this, a look of joy suddenly appeared on Reina's face.

Seeing that the atmosphere was good at the moment, she asked the question that had troubled her all night with a little urgency:

"Wesley, do you really want to occupy the port of Tangier? This is not your style."

"Oh, what's my style?" Du Weiguo looked at her with a smile.

Reina said solemnly:

"Wesley, you've never been afraid of trouble, but you've never taken the initiative to cause trouble, let alone blackmail like you did tonight."

"Is there anyone who is not a scoundrel when it comes to blackmail?" Du Weiguo asked.

"Uh~" Reina was choked.

"Heh~" Du Weiguo laughed:

"Forget it, I won't tease you anymore, Reina. I'm really short of money right now. I'm short of a lot of money. The only bank that can fill that gap is Citibank.

Just as you said, I always have a good reason to extort money, but I just can't find a suitable reason now."

Reina's eyes widened in astonishment:

"So, your ultimate goal in leasing the port of Tangier is to extort money from Citi?"

Du Weiguo shrugged and curled his lips:

"What else? Do I think I've lost my mind? Forcing Citibank to go to war with me and destroy both of us?"

What he said was half true and half false.

Du Weiguo must occupy the vital point of Tangier Port. The rogue nation of Citibank must be kept in check by putting a knife to its neck.

But now, the time has not come yet. This time, he just wants to find an excuse to extort money and test Citibank's bottom line. (End of this chapter)