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

Chapter 596 Don't get close to strangers!

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the night wind is blowing, making the leaves rustle softly.

In the New Territories, at the gate of that beautiful Chinese-style villa, Du Weiguo stood there leisurely, with a cigarette in his mouth, and the wind was calm.

If it weren't for his pale face, some torn and stained clothes, and the hideous corpses all over the place inside and outside the villa, as well as the doors and windows that seemed to have been ravaged by a typhoon.

Just looking at Du Weiguo's demeanor, he is clearly leisurely, just like his host who just went out to enjoy the moon.

After this battle, this beautiful and exquisite house was completely abandoned, the doors and windows were broken, and the building was destroyed in a mess, not to mention these for the time being.

This house was originally built in the wilderness, with a gloomy atmosphere, but now there are no fewer than dozens of corpses lying inside and out.

Even if Zhong Kui came to this house now, he would be crushed by ghosts when he was sleeping.

Uncle Nine has always known that Du Weiguo is very strong, very strong, a fierce dragon crossing the river, and a god-like figure, but he was still dumbfounded when he saw such a tragic scene with his own eyes.

Dozens of walking corpses with headshots, several black-clothed ninjas who were nailed to the wall with fish-killing knives, and Onitsuka Sangki, who was dressed in iron armor and had a strong body like a bear.

Rao Jiu Shu, who was used to seeing scenes, couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and swallowed subconsciously, "I'm fucking, is this still a human?"
Changing places, if Uncle Nine encounters an attack of this scale himself.

Uncle Jiu thought to himself that he would never be able to resist no matter what, and it might not be possible to escape, and hating the northwest seemed to be the only end.

Uncle Jiu stammered a bit:
"Little friend, these, these are all done by you alone? How did you do it?"

Du Weiguo let out a puff of smoke, and said in a calm tone:
"That's all, it's just a small scene. They have so many corpses, and they don't even have a gun. It's not worth mentioning!"

"Uh~"

Pujie, is this still a human language?Uncle Jiu's face suddenly looked as if he had eaten a stool, and he was completely speechless.

Du Weiguo of Versailles smiled happily, and successfully pretended to be so happy.

To put it bluntly, in fact, these walking corpses and ninjas are just bluffing people, and they pose no threat to Du Weiguo.

Although there are a large number of walking corpses, they move slowly and have no long-range weapons. They shoot one at a time, which is similar to shooting a fixed target, without any effort.

Tonight, if there were no snipers ambushing in the distance, Du Weiguo would have just pulled out the AK, which would have been much easier.

Although those ninjas moved swiftly like the wind, and their tricks were treacherous and vicious, but the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, under Du Weiguo's perverted vision.

Their movements were all slowed down by 12 times, and they became almost like old people in their dying years, without any threat.

Even the last little boss, Onizuka, who was wearing iron armor and ordered the giant power attribute, if Du Weiguo hadn't inadvertently taken a mouthful of poison gas, he would have no burden, there are a hundred ways to kill him.

The so-called one power drop ten times, it must be done under the condition of comparable speed, you can't even touch the corner of the other party's clothes, what are you talking about?

Ninth Uncle was overwhelmed by Du Weiguo's Versailles magical skill. He felt depressed and didn't want to speak. With a sullen face, he carefully examined the corpse on the ground.

Du Weiguo exhaled smoke with a smile, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with his feet, and walked in front of Uncle Jiu.

Nuzui glanced at Onitsuka Sangki's body, and said calmly:

"Uncle Nine, don't look at these idiots, this big stupid man in the courtyard is a well-known man, he said his name is Onizuka Sangmu.

It's the altar master of Jiuju's sect, he's a ruthless stubble, I really can't survive, you're always troubled, let's see if we can find their other accomplices in this situation. "

"it is good!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu subconsciously licked his lips, and nodded solemnly.

Uncle Jiu is a cheerful person, since he has already promised Du Weiguo to help, he naturally won't shirk.

He didn't talk nonsense, he took out various unknown guys from his satchel, squatted down and moved closer to Onizuka's body.

Uncle Nine struggled to lift Onizuka's helmet first. This guy died a terrible death, his eyes were directly pierced by Xiao Tang Dao.

Brain mixed with blood filled the helmet, and the whole head was soaked. The appearance that was not good at first became extremely ferocious at this time, and it also smelled bad.

Uncle Jiu didn't care, with a calm expression, he methodically took out a small porcelain bottle, pulled out another yellow talisman, and silently recited a few mantras.

The yellow talisman ignited spontaneously without fire, Uncle Jiu immediately threw the yellow talisman into the porcelain vase, and quickly pinned it on Onizuka's forehead.

At this time, Uncle Jiu took out another compass, put it on top of the porcelain bottle, and recited the formula silently. Uncle Jiu's movements were smooth and smooth, which was pleasing to the eye, but Du Weiguo didn't understand it at all, so he could only watch the excitement.

After a while, Uncle Jiu stood up, walked to Du Weiguo's side, and nodded lightly. The corner of Du Weiguo's mouth slightly curled into a nice smile.

Seeing this smile, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but shudder!
At this time, the lights of the car came on in the distance, and then there was the heavy roar of the car motor.

Hearing this movement, it should be the "Gao Ma" armored truck unique to the Hong Kong Island Police Force in this era, and it is not one.

Du Weiguo's eyes were fixed, and the pistol appeared in his hand unknowingly.

What's the situation?The armored vehicle was actually dispatched. Could it be that Lei Luo became angry and wanted to fight me hard?

In fact, facing the Hong Kong Island police who are fighting against the five scum, Du Weiguo has no troubles in his heart. Let alone armored and bulletproof vehicles, even if it is a special tank, Du Weiguo is not afraid of this group of wine bags and rice bags.

But if he really had a head-on confrontation with the Xiangjiang police, after returning to Sijiu City, he probably would have no good fruit to eat.

But right now there is no retreat at all, so I can only bite the bullet and go on, and I can only talk about the future.

Damn it, if this Lei Luo really dares to kidnap Tiger Beard, I will send you back to the west, the five-million-dollar detective, can your forehead withstand a bullet?
Du Weiguo made up his mind, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, his evil spirit rose, and his tone was low:
"Uncle Jiu, please, go to the villa first to see if there are any other clues. There are a few guys dressed like ninjas on the second floor."

What Du Weiguo said was cryptic, but Uncle Jiu, who is so sophisticated, naturally understood what he meant, and he just didn't want to involve him.

Uncle Jiu hesitated for a moment, but finally turned around and walked towards the villa.

It's not that Uncle Jiu doesn't talk about loyalty, let alone his position, whether he will work hard for Du Weiguo who met by chance.

Just talking about Uncle Jiu's combat effectiveness, even if he is a cultivator, his ability is more than ordinary people, but he is not indestructible, facing the hail of bullets, he will still be caught blind.

In addition, Du Weiguo is a master gunman at this level. Once a conflict breaks out, he really can't help.There is even a high probability that it will be delayed.

In the era of the end of the Dharma, the emergence of hot weapons has turned Kung Fu and Taoism into tasteless and completely declined.

Casually training a gunner for three months, with a gun in his hand, even a Lianjiazi who has practiced martial arts for many years will have to kneel obediently.

Within seven steps, a knife is faster than a gun, hehe, yes, it is indeed faster to die!
Therefore, staying away from the battlefield and not causing chaos is Uncle Jiu's best choice.

Soon, four "Gao Ma" police bulletproof vehicles painted in light green stopped in front of the villa, and the convoy was about to stop, and the smoke and dust had not yet dissipated.

A middle-aged fat man with a good build got down from the co-pilot of the first car, and walked up to Du Weiguo with a smile on his face.

This fat man weighed at least 200 kilograms by visual inspection. He had fair skin, short hair, and his fat face was flattened, like a Maitreya Buddha.

Glancing at Onitsuka's hideous corpse on the ground, his body trembled involuntarily, and his tone was unusually humble, even slightly flattering:
"Mr. Wesley, hello, I'm Lard Boy, and Boss Lei Luo asked me to come over to handle the follow-up finishing matters. What instructions do you have?"

"Lard boy"!
Tsk tsk, Du Weiguo thought to himself, he really lives up to his name, as fat as a fat pig standing upright.

This guy seems to be a celebrity too, Lei Luo's chief descendant, Touma, is also a well-known figure in Xiangjiang.

Walking between black and white, long-sleeved and good at dancing, Du Weiguo looked at the big white fat man in front of him with interest, and said politely:

"Brother Lard, you are too polite, I don't have anything to instruct, it's late at night, I'm causing you trouble."

Lardboy smiled all over his face and scratched his scalp:
"Ha! Mr. Wesley, you are a real god. I will never allow you to call me brother, but you can just call me lard boy."

Du Weiguo smiled, and had something to do, and didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he changed the subject directly:
"The scene is a bit noisy. There are dozens of corpses inside and outside the villa, and you will be troubled."

"How many, dozens of corpses?"

Hearing this, Lard Boy's small eyes stared like light bulbs, his whole body trembled, and cold sweat burst out instantly, running down his face.

You know, this is an era of peace, and Hong Kong Island has been at peace for a long time. Even in the most intense club fights, if a few people die, it will be a big deal.

What is the concept of dozens of corpses?
And this was created by Du Weiguo alone, there was obviously a little more fear in the eyes of Lard Boy looking at him at this moment.

Du Weiguo understood when he saw his expression, curled his lips, a little helpless, and finally explained:
"Brother Lard, it's like this. I didn't kill these corpses. They were already dead before they stormed the villa, and they were all walking corpses manipulated by people using secret methods.

As for the heels of these corpse controllers, I believe Chief Detective Lei Luo has great powers and must be well aware of them. "

"Oh, oh, so that's the case, then you are also a god descending from the earth, and you can deal with dozens of walking corpses who are not afraid of swords and guns by yourself."

Hearing this, Zhu Youzai wiped the sweat from his forehead and heaved a sigh of relief. His eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something.

Obviously, Zhu Youzai also knows about Jiuju's method, and not everyone knows the characteristic of not being afraid of swords and guns.

Thinking about it, no matter what the prefix is, it is nothing more than a source of income for them, and lard boy is Lei Luo's spokesperson in the club.

Therefore, he should know some inside information, but Du Weiguo was not interested in continuing to compete with him in acting, so he patted him on the shoulder:

"Brother Lard, I still have something to do, and I will trouble you with the rest."

After Du Weiguo finished speaking, he was about to turn around when Lard Boy quickly stopped him with an unusually polite tone:
"Mr. Wesley, please stay!"

"Ok?"

Du Weiguo's face darkened, full of evil spirits, his eyes like falcons fixed on Lard Boy.

Ma De, being polite is because I have the quality, if you dare to point fingers, hum~ being rushed by this surging evil spirit, the fat man trembled all over his body, even his tone trembled:
"Boss, don't get me wrong, Boss Lei Luo specially asked me to bring you some local products from Hong Kong Island before I came.

Tonight, there was a little unnecessary misunderstanding between us, I hope you have a lot of misunderstandings, please forgive me. "

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo immediately put on a warm smile, and said in a teasing tone, "Oh? Special products? Heh, Boss Lei Luo is so polite."

"Hey, wait a minute."

Lard Boy apologized, wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and didn't dare to say anything more. He turned back to the vehicle, struggled to carry a heavy travel bag, and handed it to Du Weiguo:
"Mr. Wesley, this is a little thought from our Boss Lei Luo. It is not a respect. Please accept it."

Du Weiguo was not too polite, he stretched out his hand to take it, he already knew it, at least 50 catties, judging by its size and weight, it could only be gold.

50 catties of gold, 2 kilograms, is equivalent to 5 large yellow croakers and more than 160 small yellow croakers, which is probably hundreds of thousands more in Hong Kong dollars.

Tsk tsk, a big deal!Du Weiguo smacked his tongue inwardly. No wonder he is the helm of the Black Gold Empire, so his actions are really arrogant!

Just this time, it is already lower than half of Du Weiguo's family property, but think about it, his family's assets are measured in hundreds of millions, only a few hundred thousand, sprinkle water!
In other words, Du Weiguo's trip to Hong Kong Island this time, among other things, in terms of property, the harvest is really not for cover, it really made a fortune.

Gold banknotes and the like were piled up in the space, and I had to discard two rifles and two boxes of compressed biscuits to put them down.

Considering the gold tonight, Du Weiguo's total income in Hong Kong Island this time is no less than one million Hong Kong dollars, and he has no time to count it down, it may be even more.

Du Weiguo was carrying this travel bag in his hand, as light as nothing, with a calm tone, neither sad nor happy:
"Brother Lard, thank Boss Lei Luo for his generosity for me. Even if this incident is over tonight, there will be a lot of trouble in the future cooperation. Uncle Jiu, let's go!"

At this time, Uncle Jiu saw that there was nothing wrong outside, so he also came out of the villa. Du Weiguo greeted him, carried his travel bag on his shoulder, and walked away side by side with Uncle Jiu.

Looking at the back of Du Weiguo going away, Lard Boy's face was cloudy and uncertain. Even if he has been in the world for a long time, he still can't see through this young master's way.

But I instinctively want to stay away from him, this guy is an out-and-out plague god, strangers should stay away!
In the middle of the night, on the deserted streets, Du Weiguo was driving an extremely cool jet black BMW 3200CS, driving fast.

This car was bought by him to disguise his identity when he came to Hong Kong Island last time, so it was naturally Lei Luo who helped him find it.

Helping him find this luxury car, on the one hand, is to show Lei Luo's absolute control over Hong Kong Island, and it is also a way to show his muscles.

On the other hand, it also reminded Du Weiguo from the side that Lei Luo had a clear understanding of what he had done before, and it was a kind of warning not to go too far.

At this time, Uncle Jiu was holding a compass in his hand, and the porcelain vase was still under it, and there was a small shaman plate under the porcelain vase.

Between the compass and the shaman is an incense stick, which is drawing irregular lines on the shaman. Uncle Jiu's method is also known as the chasing method of holding the shackles!

At this time, Uncle Jiu's voice was calm and low: "Turn left ahead."

Uncle Jiu's order was somewhat delayed. At this time, the vehicles had already crossed the intersection, but Du Weiguo took his time.

As soon as I turned the steering wheel, the BMW made a shrill brake sound, and completed a beautiful drift and swing. The front of the car swung to the left, and the whole process was extremely smooth.

You know, this BMW was originally installed in Germany, and it is a top-notch car at the moment. To be honest, it is not inferior even if compared with the luxury cars of later generations.

Even the steering wheel has power steering, strong power, strong grip, and an extremely comfortable driving experience.

It's not the same thing as the stupid eight-handed jeep he usually drives in Forty-Nine City.

(End of this chapter)