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

Chapter 577 The King of Hades Descends!

An hour and a half later, in the eastern suburbs of Sijiu City, an empty grass-green transport plane took off and flew south.

Du Weiguo leaned on the window of a cabin and looked out, watching the old and ruined Sijiu City slowly go away until he couldn't even see it with his eyesight.

The plane entered the stratosphere, and the turbulence became better. Du Weiguo withdrew his gaze and picked up the leather travel bag on the side.

There are a few pieces of clothes inside, all prepared by Si Li for him to wear casually in Xiangjiang, uh, that's it, just make do with it, there's nothing to say.

Du Weiguo left in such a hurry today that he didn't even have time to go home. After leaving Hu Fei's office, he went straight to the airport.

Du Weiguo picked up a file bag, which contained an envelope containing several thousand Hong Kong dollars, and searched for it.

Other than that, just a few photos, three to be exact.

A 1-inch bareheaded ID photo, a group photo, and a single photo.

The man in the photo is in his 30s, with neat short hair, tough facial lines, piercing eyes, and a slender and muscular figure.

"Bai Jian, Bai Wuchang, the King of Soldiers, was injured in the front line in 53 and quit the army, joined the Secret Service in 54, and joined the Secret Service in 61.

Tsk tsk, what a ruthless person!Hu Fei, this old thief, really won't forget me even if there is any good thing? "

Du Weiguo put away the photos, muttered to himself, and then laughed at himself:
"That one? Do I count as being licensed to kill people now? Damn, I've been messing around for 2 years, and I've finally made it through."

One day later, in the morning, at the Tsim Bi Tsui Pier in Yuen Long, Hong Kong, the weather was sunny and the breeze was gentle.

Du Weiguo was wearing a white shirt, black slim-fit trousers, with his hands in his pockets, with a leisurely demeanor and easy steps.

In front of him was a black and thin young man, about 17 or 8 years old, smiling all over his face, carrying Du Weiguo's travel bag.

"Boss, my father is waiting for you in front."

Du Weiguo smiled, and his tone was unhurried: "Fei Yuzi, how did your father get injured?"

This young man named Flying Fish Aberdeen answered fluently:
"Boss, when my father went fishing yesterday, the wind and waves were too strong, he couldn't stand firmly, and accidentally sprained his foot."

Du Weiguo nodded, and spoke softly: "Oh, Feiyuzi, besides fishing, what business does your father do?"

Flying Fish said carelessly:

"My father also often picks up people from the north, but he is the first one to be as handsome as you. Boss, we are here."

Fei Yuzai pointed to a dilapidated blue pickup truck in front of him, and a middle-aged man with a stubble face was leaning against the door of the pickup truck.

He has a thin body, and his left calf and foot are all covered with plaster. His appearance is carved out of the same mold as that of a fish boy.

Seeing Du Weiguo, he waved his hands and said enthusiastically, "Boss, here!"

Du Weiguo also raised his hand. This man is the new connector provided by Hu Fei. His name is Yu Dong, nicknamed Feiyu, and he is also a water snake.

He is different from Hua Feisan. He is from Xiangjiang. Twenty years ago, when the war was in chaos, his whole family came to Xiangjiang from Guangdong Province.

His family lives in Yuen Long, and he usually makes a living by fishing, and occasionally takes people across the sea from the north to earn some extra money.

Walking up to him, Fei Yu rubbed his hands together, and stretched out his hand with a smile on his face:

"Boss, I'm sorry, I was injured yesterday, and my legs and feet are inconvenient, so I had to ask Fei Yuzi to pick you up."

Du Weiguo shook hands with him, turned around to look at Fei Yuzai, and smiled:

"Brother Feiyu, we're just showing off like this, in broad daylight, isn't it a bit too ostentatious?"

"Hahaha!"

Feiyu laughed heartily, and waved his hands disapprovingly:
"Boss, we are here in Yuen Long, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, dozens of people come from the north every day to make a living.

Even Sir is too lazy to take care of these things, no one will care!Fei Yuzai has worked with me since he was a child and knows everything.

Boss, get in the car, I'll take you to Kowloon, the Street Fighter you're looking for is hiding in Kowloon Walled City right now. "

Du Weiguo frowned slightly, without speaking, and silently boarded the back seat of the pickup truck.

Fei Yuzi drove, the car started, Fei Yu sat beside Du Weiguo with a smile on his face, and handed over a box of wife cakes:
"Boss, you haven't had breakfast yet. This is the wife cake in our town. It tastes good and it's still hot. Try it."

"Okay! Thank you Brother Feiyu."

Du Weiguo took the paper box, took out a piece of wife cake, took a bite, the color was golden yellow, the skin was as thin as tissue paper, layer upon layer, the filling was sweet but not greasy, moist and smooth, the taste was really good.

After a while, the pickup truck came to an extremely remote place, surrounded by jungle, and no one was around.

The car stopped, and a few muscular men emerged from the woods, holding murder weapons.

Flying Fish shouted impatiently:
"Pujie, hurry up and unload this pig."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and patted Du Weiguo's face twice with his hand. At this moment, Du Weiguo was sleeping soundly, and Feiyu spat, his tone full of contempt:

"Bah! Fucking the street, you fucking dragon crossing the river, with your virtue, you still want to deal with Bai Wuchang, you are worthy!"

Several men came over, opened the car door, quickly lifted Du Weiguo down, and Feiyu cursed:
"Hurry up and use the rope to tie up this pig tightly, you lose the dog, you go and pick out all his limbs~"

"okay."

A man responded, and pulled out a long and narrow black boning knife from the back of his waist, and Flying Fish stopped him:

"Father, let me do it, don't you always say that I need to see more blood? Let me practice!"

As he spoke, he took the boning knife from the man's hand, licked his tongue, and kept smiling, but his eyes were full of cruel and tyrannical light.

At this time, Du Weiguo was already tied up with hemp rope, lying on his side like a dead pig.

Feiyu was counting the cash in Du Weiguo's travel bag, glanced at it casually, and said disapprovingly.

"Be quick!"

"okay!"

Holding the knife, Fei Yuzai walked over slowly, squatted down in front of Du Weiguo, grinning grinningly, and patted his cheek with the sharp knife.

"Father, I don't like his pretty face, can you give him a knife?"

Feiyu frowned, raised his head, and angrily reprimanded:

"Push the street, you're going to die! It's a waste of face, what if the other party refuses to admit it? This guy is worth 10 hidden flowers! Hurry up! I'm paralyzed, how much have I counted?"

"Oh, I know."

Fei Yuzai pursed his lips, with a disappointed expression, stood up, stepped over Du Weiguo's body, held the boning knife backwards, and slowly bent down.

"Pfft! Ugh~"

Fei Yuzi's body froze in place, and then he flew into the air, knocking down the nearest man.

There was a blood hole on his neck, and with his movements, the blood threw a beautiful parabola in the air.

Du Weiguo slammed his hand on the ground, and at the same time his legs struggled, the hemp rope that bound him broke immediately, and he turned over like a cheetah.

Du Weiguo's eyes were piercing, his evil spirit was soaring, the King of Hades is coming!
With such a change, everyone was caught off guard and froze on the spot.

The boning knife had already appeared in Du Weiguo's hand, and it moved quickly to a horse boy, and the cold light flashed across his neck.

"Hey! Let's go together and kill him!"

Flying Fish, who was counting the money, realized it, shouted loudly, threw down the envelope containing the money, and reached out to touch his back.

"Whoosh!"

"what!"

The boning knife in Du Weiguo's hand instantly turned into a black light and pierced Feiyu's right shoulder.

The huge force not only caused him to stagger back, but also directly pierced his shoulders, the tip of the knife protruding from his back, Flying Fish wailed, and fell on his back.

The hatchet in Du Weiguo's hand appeared in Du Weiguo's hand for the boy whose neck was wiped by Du Weiguo, and it was nailed to another man's forehead the next moment.

The man who was hit by Fei Yuzai was dizzy, and had just struggled to get up when Du Weiguo appeared behind him, making a mistake with both hands.

"Crack it!"

With a crisp sound, the man's head turned at an inconceivable angle, and his body slowly fell to his knees like a puddle of mud.

The guy named Sanggou saw that the situation was not good, so he ran to the pickup truck. A dagger caught up with him and nailed it to the back of his head.

There was a muffled sound of "poof".

Counting the flying fish, there were a total of 6 strong men, and within 5 seconds, none of them survived except for the half-mutilated flying fish.

Du Weiguo walked up to Feiyu, who was supporting his body and sitting up, his left hand was still struggling to touch the back of his waist.

Du Weiguo kicked him hard on the shoulder, the pistol fell to the ground, and Feiyu let out a scream and lay on the ground.

Du Weiguo's kick was so strong that Feiyu's left shoulder was twisted visibly to the naked eye.

His wailing was piercing, his eyes were desperate, his shoulders were crippled, and he was writhing on the ground like maggots.

(End of this chapter)