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

Chapter 744
Xiao Biesheng was newly married, and Du Weiguo and Zhao Yingnan kissed each other unrequitedly, lingering and turbulent.

Unbeknownst to him, the pony who stayed at the venue was already devastated and anxious, and Zhao Yingnan disappeared without a trace, and he was going crazy!
At this moment, the few Japanese left-wing thugs who rushed into the banquet hall to attack were all taken away by the belated police.

There were 2 dead and 6 injured at the scene. Others were also terrified, and it was a mess. Most of the casualties were reporters from various newspapers in Korea.

Brother Xiao Ma, who was burned inside, was surrounded by police and reporters, and he couldn't get his head around. Thank you, interviewers, and interrogators came one after another. Korean, English, and Chinese were intermingled, making his head as big as a bucket.

Both he and Brother Xiaolong were heroes. Xiao Ma subdued two thugs in succession at the scene, and Brother Xiaolong knocked down the most vicious leader alone.

In such a big scene, no matter what, they are bound to go to the police station to take notes. Xiao Ma has no choice but to settle for the next best thing. He can only arrange a few men to try to find Zhao Yingnan.

Xiao Ma's eyes were empty, and he walked out surrounded by the crowd with a numb expression. He kept his hand in his pocket, clutching the life-saving pen that suddenly appeared just now, and kept chanting in his heart:

"Sir, is that you?"

No one even knew the existence of this pen except the pony and the long hair who had his finger cut off and fainted.

Brother Xiao Ma's heart is like a mirror. If it weren't for this pen that came out of the blue to save his life, he would have been smashed into a sieve by the submachine gun, and he would have hated him on the spot.

Not to mention him, if it wasn't for this god who suddenly flew out and changed the situation at that time, everyone present, including Brother Xiaolong, would probably have died.

No matter how powerful your fists are, it's impossible to beat a submachine gun!
Possessing such a miraculous ability, and being able to display it without any trace, Xiao Ma only knows one such god-man, and that is Du Weiguo.

Xiao Ma is not stupid. Thinking of Zhao Yingnan's sudden disappearance and the mysterious man's instant rescue, there is a high probability that the husband is here.

In the afternoon, despite such a huge setback, "Fist of Fury" was released as scheduled, and the Seoul Central Cinema, where Brother Xiaolong personally visited, was besieged and empty.

The Seoul police dispatched a total of 300 police officers to maintain order. It was an unprecedented move for a movie.

The hot news that happened at the North Korean hotel in the morning, since there were all the media present, has now been widely advertised through broadcasts and reprinted newspapers, spreading to the streets and alleys of Seoul.

This kind of heroic plot, which is extremely exciting, and the reality is more exciting than the movie, is naturally popular, and according to the broadcast.

Brother Xiaolong actually subdued the gun-wielding thugs in Dongpu with his bare hands. This kind of news pushed the people's national sentiment and curiosity to the limit.

The businessman's sense of smell is the most sensitive. At present, almost all movie theaters in Seoul are playing "Fist of Fury" on a loop.

Even so, the movie tickets for "Fist of Fury" are still sold out in an instant, and some smart movie theaters have even launched pre-sales for the first time, but it is still hard to find a ticket.

Westin Chosun Hotel, executive suite, after the cloud and rain, Zhao Yingnan's face was flushed, and he was lazily leaning on the sofa, his eyes slightly absent-minded.

The pony sitting opposite her looked a bit unhappy, and there was a hint of sadness in his tone:
"Miss, sir, did he really just leave like this? He didn't even see me?"

Xiao Ma has always claimed to be Du Weiguo's champion in Hong Kong Island, but he escaped from death, and he didn't even see him, so he felt a little disappointed.

Zhao Yingnan has come to his senses at this moment, knowing that the pony is a taste, as the mistress, in order to prevent the hard-core subordinates from alienating Du Weiguo, she feels that she needs to explain.

"Xiao Ma, do you think he came to Seoul to travel or to watch our premiere? All he did was with his head tied to his waistband, earth-shattering.

His enemies are the most dangerous guys in the world. If we meet rashly, I'm afraid it will hurt us. If it wasn't for the emergency just now, he probably wouldn't even meet me. "

Xiao Ma woke up like a dream when he heard the words, his expression turned pale, and shame quickly appeared in his eyes:
"Miss, yes, I'm sorry, I was too naive. Sir is a person who does great things. In his busy schedule, he took the initiative to save me. I, I am really useless. I have failed sir, I~ "

Xiao Ma's eyes were red, and his throat was choked. His character was upright, and his loyalty to Du Weiguo had already been fully established. Thinking about it in another way, he instantly blamed himself.

Zhao Yingnan lived in a house with hairpin tassels since she was a child. After reading and seeing these techniques of controlling people, she also has a deep understanding of each other. She changed the subject:
"Okay, Xiao Ma, you don't have to blame yourself too much, he has always valued love and righteousness, and you are his confidant, once you meet him, you will never ignore him.

He came to Seoul to carry out a top-secret mission this time, and he would rather expose himself than to make a move?By the way, Xiao Ma, about the pen, did you cover it up for him at the police station? . "

Xiaoma nodded quickly:

"Don't worry, miss, I said that I shot that pen out of desperation. The impact of this case is very bad. Those gangsters in the Seoul police station are in a hurry to close the case and don't care about these details at all."

Zhao Yingnan nodded slowly, sat up straight, and let out a long sigh:
"That's good, I hope everything goes well for him, pony, Seoul is not a place to stay for a long time, we will return to Hong Kong Island tomorrow."

"Yes."

At the same time, in Qingtan Cave, an antique-style courtyard villa with a large area, in front of the tea table in the living room, Du Weiguo and a middle-aged man with a resolute appearance, a burly figure, and a lion-like figure were sitting opposite each other, with Lei Na as their companion. .

This middle-aged man is not young, his name is Jin Douhan, this guy is a legend in South Koryo, a hero in troubled times.

He was originally the godfather of the underworld. During the civil war between the North and the South, he miraculously unified the gangsters in South Korea and became the underground emperor.

Later, he was miraculously cleansed, and transformed into a political boss again, calling the wind and rain, and a proper winner in life. Many film and television works in later generations were shot based on him.

Kim Doo-han is currently a member of the National Assembly and has been re-elected for two terms. At the same time, he is also the leader of the Liberal Democratic Party, the third largest party in South Korea, which can be described as a high position.

Jin Douhan still has a hidden identity. He is the largest underground usury banker in South Korea. He cooperates with HSBC and lends money in various cities in South Korea. Among them, Seoul and Busan are the most powerful.

There are almost a few hundred people in the direct underworld that he can call, and no fewer than a few thousand people under his subordinates. The annual turnover involved is as high as 3 million U.S. dollars, and the profit is as high as 3000 million or more.

In this place of South Korea, whether it is the present or future generations, the rich are the masters. This Jindouhan, straddling the black and white, is a powerful and wealthy man, which should not be underestimated.

"Mr. Wesley, I don't know what advice you have to ask me through Commissioner Reina today? If it's about finding that Paul King, it's in progress now, and there is no slack."

Jin Douhan speaks Chinese with a strong northeast accent. His father took him to live in Northeast China for a while when he was young, so he can speak Chinese.

The reason why he speaks Chinese is also to secretly show his strength, he is well-informed, and knows Du Weiguo's heels.

Du Weiguo didn't care about this, he held a cigarette, with a casual expression and a smile on his face, and said unhurriedly:
"Mr. Jin's Chinese is pretty good, but I don't care much about Paul Jin. I came to you today to discuss a business with you."

Jin Douhan frowned, a little surprised:

"Business? Hehe, I'm just in the business of raising money. Does Mr. Wesley need money?"

He was quite straightforward, and he didn't shy away from it. He went straight to the point, but Du Weiguo shook his head:

"No, I don't need money right now, Mr. Jin, you are a person with good ears and eyes, and you must also know my footsteps. I want to cooperate with you in Koryo to do the same business as the Yamaguchi-gumi."

Jin Handou's expression remained motionless, but his pupils shrank violently. He obviously understood Du Weiguo's meaning, and his tone became a little dignified:

"Shashen, do you want to sell flour in South Koryo?"

Jin Handou stopped pretending, and directly exposed Du Weiguo's identity. Shashen is not only a nickname, but also represents a series of appalling achievements. Of course, he also showed his intelligence ability from the side.

As a giant crocodile who eats black and white, it is reasonable to know his identity, Du Weiguo nodded calmly, and admitted it openly, with a very calm tone:
"That's right, it's the flour business, the right to sell flour for the entire peninsula, how about it? Mr. Jin, are you interested?"

Jin Handou's brows were tightly wrinkled, his eyes flickered, and even Lei Na's brows were slightly wrinkled.

Jin Han fights from a young age, he is cruel and merciless, and he never does bad things. Naturally, he is not a good man and a faithful woman, and he is now in control of the hugely profitable business of usury.

Cracking the bones and sucking the marrow can often drive people to the point where their families are ruined, which makes people hate it, but compared with flour, it is nothing.

When it gets bigger, flour is so poisonous that it can even destroy the country. If there is too much, you can’t say it. Let’s talk about the Opium War, which opened up the dark history of China’s centuries-old weakness. Everyone knows this.

Although opium is not the only factor, the harm of this thing's ability cannot be ignored.

Du Weiguo is not short of money, and it is not too much to say that he is as rich as a country, and he himself hates poison, but now he is willing to sell flour in Korea. This intention is beyond reproach.

Jin Handou stared at him with scorching eyes. As a real power tycoon who has called the wind and rain for many years, he still felt a little bit oppressive:
"Mr. Wesley, as far as I know, your wealth is far beyond imagination. I'm curious, why do you want to run such a disgraceful business like flour?"

His words sounded a bit harsh, but Du Weiguo was not angry, still smiling, with a casual tone:

"Ha, I used to have a little money, but recently, I was fooled by Director Lei Na and invested in a business in the South American rainforest, but I lost a lot of money.

That place is a bottomless pit. Now that my money is tight, I can't ride a tiger. I urgently need to find new sources of income to meet my urgent needs. "

Du Weiguo's tone was relaxed, and Jin Douhan was dubious, and looked at Leina with doubts in his eyes. Leina cursed in her heart, and greeted the eighteenth generation of Du Weiguo's ancestors, but her face was calm and her tone was calm:

"Mr. Wesley has indeed recently invested tens of millions of dollars in Quiana, South America, to build a free trade zone. He is still investing more, and he is a bit unable to make ends meet."

No matter how reluctant, Lei Na still has an intimate relationship with Du Weiguo, who sleeps in the same bed and wears a pair of pants.

Jin Handou lowered his eyelids, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip lightly, thoughtfully. After a while, he raised his head and asked in a low tone:
"What if I refuse to cooperate? Mr. Shashen, how are you doing?"

Faced with such a blatant provocation, Du Weiguo curled his mouth, with a half-smile expression on his face, slowly crushed out the cigarette butt, rubbed his fingers, and spoke in a very soft and calm tone:
"I must be selling flour in South Koryo. Mr. Jin, if you are unwilling to cooperate, but you know my identity and purpose, you will die."

Upon hearing this, Jin Douhan's eyes instantly became extremely sharp, and awe-inspiring evil spirit rose up. He is not weak, on the contrary, he is very powerful.

Jin Douhan started in the infancy, and reached his current position through a pair of fists, forcibly relying on killing. In his life, he has killed countless enemies with his hands. He has never lost a single defeat. Come out strong.

Jin Douhan stared hard at Du Weiguo, his tone was no longer polite, and he said word by word:

"Shashen, this is Korea, not Siam, Japan, or Huaxia. Are you talking too loudly?"

Facing Jin Douhan's fierce and fierce aura, Du Weiguo was like a breeze blowing on his face, his expression remained unchanged, and he curled his lips lightly:

"Oh, so, Jin Douhan, are you officially rejecting my proposal?"

Before Jin Douhan could speak, Lei Na pressed Du Weiguo's arm with an anxious tone:
"Wesley, don't rush to do it, just speak up if you have something to say."

Immediately, she turned to Jin Douhan again, and mercilessly scolded:

"Jin Douhan, are you looking for death? I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, do you think Wesley is one of those hooligans you met on the street?"

Lei Na seems to be ruthless, but she is actually saving the life of Jin Douhan. She has worked with Du Weiguo for a long time. She is too familiar with this man's ability. It has long exceeded the limit of human beings, beyond imagination, and is unfathomable .

To put it bluntly, this Jin Douhan is just a strong man in the category of ordinary people, and even he is % sure to kill him, let alone a majestic evil spirit.

At the current distance, if Du Weiguo is offended and he wants to kill him, it only takes a moment, probably because of his thoughts, the effect is that the head will fall to the ground, even if Jesus comes, he can't stop him.

Jin Douhan Haolai is also a big boss. He has been in a high position for many years and is pampered.

First he was threatened with death by Du Weiguo, and now he was mercilessly reprimanded by Lei Na. No matter how good his energy-raising skills are, no matter how deep the city is, he will lose face.

His face was livid, and just about to burst into rage, he suddenly felt a blur in his eyes, and then a chill in his neck. Du Weiguo's hand seemed to move, but didn't seem to move.

Jin Douhan was startled, and subconsciously touched his neck, and at some point, there was already a water mark, which was hot and painful.

Du Weiguo, who was on the opposite side, happened to flick the stained tea on his fingers in his spare time, his eyes were full of contempt, and his tone was joking:

"Jin Douhan, if I give Leina some face today, the blood will disappear. Tomorrow morning, give me a definite answer. If the answer is still refusal, you should prepare your funeral in advance."

After Du Weiguo and Lei Na left, Jin Douhan's face was gloomy, he retreated from the crowd, and sat alone for a long time, until the moon was in the sky, he let out a long sigh.

Du Weiguo's casual little dew completely shocked him, only the ignorant will be fearless, as a senior Lianzi with rich combat experience.

Jin Douhan knew very well how terrifying the speed and precision that Du Weiguo showed just now was beyond the reach of manpower.

He didn't even see the phantom of Du Weiguo's movements clearly. If it was a life-and-death struggle, with the speed Du Weiguo showed, he would die instantly when he met him, and he couldn't even react.

Moreover, according to the information he has collected, Shashen's strength is not fists, but the miraculous marksmanship.

Thinking of this, Jin Douhan knew in his heart that Shashen didn't brag, and wanted to kill him, but he really wanted to get something out of his bag, and no one could stop him.

As for the so-called identity, it's not worth mentioning. He even dared to kill Siam's congressman, the powerful mayor, and even the chief of operations of the CIA, and he would never be merciless in killing him.

His life was threatened. Jin Douhan couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up, picked up the phone at hand, and made a call with a very respectful tone:

"Mr. Soros, hello, there is something I need to report to you~~"

(End of this chapter)