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

Chapter 747 Invincible!

The crispy elemental control mage, what will happen if he is approached by a sensitive warrior? The answer is obvious, he must die!

This man in black robe who can manipulate metal is the best example, he is too arrogant and too careless.

He thought that his ability to restrain Du Weiguo would be sure, so he just stood there with a big face.

He failed to pretend but was overtaken, and the result was that Du Weiguo got close to him in an instant and was led by a dog.

Du Weiguo's figure was like a mad bull, relying on the huge inertia generated by the vertical leap, he slammed into the black-robed man heavily.

Following his muffled grunt and the piercing sound of bone cracking, he slammed into the guardrail of the bridge like a broken sandbag.

"Boom~"

The black robe slumped to the ground like a puddle of mud, and the out-of-control Mercedes-Benz also fell back to the ground, making a loud noise.

Du Weiguo was still a little uneasy, and made another fierce hand knife, slashing on the neck of the man in black.

His body trembled subconsciously, and he suffered a proper concussion, and he would never wake up for a while.

Du Weiguo returned to the Mercedes-Benz car with a black robed man who looked like a dead dog. The trunk was already full, so he had to be thrown on the back seat casually.

On the road, many cars had already stopped, trustworthy people stuck their heads out to watch the excitement, what's more, they got out of the car and stopped to watch, pointing, Du Weiguo frowned and spat irritably Take a sip:
"Damn it, it's too ostentatious to appear holy in front of people, and it's all because of this damn fool!"

He sat back in the driver's seat again, lit a cigarette, exhaled the smoke for a long time, calmed down a little, then started the car, and drove away in the Mercedes-Benz that didn't even have a driver's door.

Four hours later, the sky was just getting dark, and at the southern foot of Bukhan Mountain in the suburbs of Seoul, under the cover of dense forest, there was a two-story wooden building similar to a holiday villa in the forest.

This is the safe house of MI, which Reina belongs to, in Seoul. There are two floors underground, and there are permanent fortifications of concrete structure.

At this moment, on the second basement floor, in a secret room where even the door frame has been removed, Lena frowned tightly:

"Wesley, is it really necessary to do this? Not even a single piece of iron is left, and without the necessary support, this place is easy to collapse."

An hour ago, Du Weiguo joined Leina's elite tactical team and rushed here, and immediately began to dismantle all the metal products in the villa, even the wires embedded in the wall were pulled out, causing dust to rise. It's like a violent demolition.

Du Weiguo leaned against the wall, with a cigarette in his mouth, a little ruffian:

"Ha, of course, it is very necessary. This guy is not an ordinary person. His ability is to manipulate metal. Even if there is still a piece of iron sheet left here, he can kill you all in an instant."

Reina's face was gloomy, and her brows were almost wrinkled:
"Controlling metal, and displaying it on the street without any scruples, is the Freemasonry already acting so high-profile and arrogant now? Unscrupulous."

Du Weiguo exhaled smoke, curled his lips:

"Who knows? It may be that the Freemasons are deliberately demonstrating and showing their muscles, and of course it may be that this stinky batch is arrogant and assertive."

At this moment, a few candles were lit in the secret room, and on a wooden bed against the wall lay a naked, thin white man. He was the man in black robe who was stunned by Du Weiguo, a copycat version of "Magneto".

At this moment, his whole body was tied up with hemp rope like a cocoon, firmly fixed on the wooden bed,

After the injury was checked and treated, an anesthetic injection was given, and he was in a deep coma, and he couldn't wake up for a while.

This guy is about 30 years old, white, brown hair, long face, beard, skinny, with a black eye of God totem tattooed on his forearm. Obviously, he is a Freemason.

Du Weiguo seemed to have thought of something suddenly, reached out and patted the wall vigorously:

"By the way, Lena, are there any steel bars in the concrete walls of the basement?"

Reina was caught off guard by the question, her eyes were full of bewilderment, and her tone stuttered a bit:
"I, I don't know, he was injured and injected with such a large dose of anesthetic, he won't wake up for a short time, Wesley, isn't it?"

Du Weiguo sneered:
"Ha! No, in case he suddenly wakes up, there is only metal at hand, and when he explodes, let alone you, even I will be able to restrain him.

Leina, do you understand what metal control is? Not to mention steel bars, even iron filings in the soil, he can instantly temper them into weapons, and transform them into weapons of any shape at will. "

Hearing this, Leina felt like a thorn on her back, and her face turned pale when she was bluffed:

"So powerful? Wesley, that's how you subdued him at that time."

Du Weiguo crushed the cigarette butt and flicked it away, and said in a calm tone:

"He was too careless at the time. He thought he was sure of me, and the distance was too close, and he was knocked unconscious by me in an instant."

Lei Na nodded her head with sympathy, she knew exactly how terrifying Du Weiguo's explosive power was, she understood it, and stopped talking nonsense:

"Okay, then I'll find someone to confirm it right away."

Lei Na is also a decisive character, she was about to turn around and go out as soon as she finished speaking, but Du Weiguo grabbed her and shook her head:
"Leina, forget it, time is running out, you go and send me that night devil boy here, and I will watch it together.

As for Paul King, you take it away directly, and take the time to interrogate on the road. You don’t need to stick to the formality, and quickly ask where the design is, the sooner the better, understand. "

Du Weiguo's meaning was very clear, let Lei Na immediately use torture to extract a confession at all costs, while he stayed behind to attract firepower and delay time.

The commotion he made on the Hannan Bridge at that time was too great, and the news could not be concealed from those special agents with keen sense of smell.

The matter is serious, whether it is the CIA, Turgenev, or even the Freemasons, they will immediately swarm like hyenas with red eyes. Here, there will be an attack like a storm.

Lei Na and the others are here, not only can't help at all, but also become a drag on Du Weiguo.

Du Weiguo is naturally not afraid of ordinary attacks, but now that there is this guy who can manipulate metal, and night demons, and he may even face other supernatural beings, the situation is very complicated and full of variables.

Lei Na's expression froze, she naturally knew what Du Weiguo was going to face, she squeezed her lips tightly, gritted her teeth, and said cruelly:

"Wesley, otherwise we'll just get rid of this kid, and then this guy will stay here, let's evacuate together."

The kid that Lei Na talked about was a night demon, and she actually thought about it very carefully. Indeed, having him as a monster that can be mind-controlled is already troublesome enough.

Now there is another guy who can manipulate metal. Once the Night Demon suddenly wakes up and controls "Magneto", the chaos of the situation will be unimaginable.

This "Magneto" belongs to the Freemasonry, has a deep background, and cannot be easily killed. If a monster with terrifying abilities like the Night Demon cannot be used by it, it will naturally eradicate the scourge.

Mu Xiuyu will be destroyed by the forest wind, surrender or destruction, only one of two choices, this is the consistent way of the superior.

Du Weiguo was almost at the end of his rope in Forty-Nine City before, and some of these factors were involved.

His combat power was too tough, almost invincible, and his behavior was too rebellious and bold, which naturally aroused the fear of some superiors.

Du Weiguo thought for a while, then shook his head lightly:
"No, they have already been injected with a large dose of anesthetic. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be that easy to wake up. Even if I wake up suddenly, I still have enough power to protect myself.

Lena, while there is still time, you leave quickly, abandon the car halfway, take the mountain road instead, and act separately. You take Paul Jin yourself, don't trust anyone, pay attention to your back, understand? "

Du Weiguo instructed in an unusually serious tone, while Lei Na listened quietly, with a particularly dignified face, nodded vigorously, her eyes were red, and her voice was hoarse and choked:
"I, I understand, Wesley, you, you should also pay attention to safety, I will wait for you, see you soon."

The strong wind knows the strong grass, and the raging fire sees the real gold. In countless times of crisis, Du Weiguo stood up and stood in front of her.

Between the two, an unbreakable trust has been established, the kind that transcends interests and depends on each other for life and death.

At night, the sky was cloudy, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and a wind rose in the dark forest. The biting north wind blew over the withered treetops, and there was a shrill howl like a ghost dying.

At this moment, in the woods on the left and right sides of the villa in the forest, there were two elite tactical squadrons wearing black combat uniforms and armed with live ammunition, approaching the house extremely swiftly.

The concept of the tactical squadron is unique to Citi’s green beret special forces. The tactical squad has a total of 12 people, and the squadron has 3 squadrons, with a total of 36 people. system.

When the distance from the building was about 150 meters, the two tactical squadrons stopped almost at the same time. Everyone was the first to move quickly and quietly found the bunker.

Under the conditions of the middle of the night, from extremely dynamic to extremely quiet, during the period, there is no chaos, silence, orders and prohibitions, and the combat quality is beyond the charts. He can definitely be regarded as the elite among the elite.

Commanding the raid was a burly white colonel with camouflage painted on his face, code-named Captain, who was the commander of the Green Beret's South Korea base.

Incheon military base, stationed a full brigade of green beret special forces, under the jurisdiction of 3 detachments, in addition, there is a legendary black unit.

The black unit, as the name suggests, is specialized in doing black work. It is a different kind of green beret, the elite among the elite.

Tonight, the captain led the black unit with the most ferocious and powerful fighting capacity under his command. There are a total of 2 squadrons, which can be regarded as costly.

The captain is an actual combat commander. He did not hide behind to command, but chose to personally lead the tactical squadron on the left.

At this moment, the experienced captain put down the night vision binoculars in his hand with a solemn face, his brows were furrowed, and his long and narrow blue eyes were full of viciousness.

At this moment, the villa was pitch black, without even a ray of light, and it was defenseless. Even the doors and windows had been removed, and the four doors were wide open.

Just like the mouth and nose of a monster crawling in the darkness, it looks extraordinarily weird and penetrating.

Of course, the captain is also a ruthless man who has waded from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. He has performed countless missions and has countless dead souls in his hands. Naturally, he will not be frightened by this small scene.

What really made him feel afraid was a plaque above the door frame of the villa, and the extremely strong palpitations hovering in his heart. This was the perception of danger, which was extremely clear, like a thorn on his back.

It is said to be a plaque, but it is actually a broken white door panel, which is randomly fixed on the wall with wooden thorns, and a warning in English is written on the door panel with dripping blood:

"Approaching 150 meters, you will definitely die!"

The inscription is a flying Chinese character, "sha!" This is the first time Du Weiguo has used the name of the god of evil to issue a warning.

The nickname Shashen sounds a bit like a second school, but it's not funny at all. It's ASIA5 currently on the CIA's blacklist, and its KGB number is X11. It's really majestic.

What kind of concept is this? According to the evaluation of the CIA, Du Weiguo ranks as the fifth most dangerous person in Asia, while the KGB ranks him as the 5th in the world.

Such a ranking does not seem to be high, but you must know that Du Weiguo is a lone ranger, alone, without any background blessing of armed forces, and he does not even have the endorsement of the country.

Kuncha of the Triangle Land is a separatist party, with tens of thousands of private armed forces and heavy weapons. Even so, his ranking in the CIA is only a mere ASIA17, ranking 17th.

The military dictator of the country of Thousand Islands, Su A Tuo, is the lord of a country with a population of over 4 million. He has millions of troops under his command, but only ASIA.

According to the CIA's evaluation, Du Weiguo's single-person combat effectiveness is at least comparable to that of an elite Green Beret brigade, which is equivalent to a special battalion.

The older the world is, the less courageous it is. This is not a derogatory term. Only those who have experienced countless dangers in the old world will know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

Learn to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and resolutely avoid deadly traps. This is the experience accumulated by countless flesh and blood lives.

Those stunned youths who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and can only bury their heads and do things recklessly, usually die early on the way, with their bones and dregs rotting away.

Obviously, the captain, who has experienced countless storms and waves, is this kind of calm and cautious old Jianghu, who is well versed in the principle of knowing himself and the enemy, and has long studied the opponents he may encounter very thoroughly.

Combining the CIA's assessment of Shashen's capabilities and previous battles, especially the battle against Kuncha's subordinates in the Triangle, and the two attacks on the berets at the Orinoco River Wharf.

The reason why the captain attached importance to these two cases was that Du Weiguo was facing regular troops at that time, which was the most valuable reference.

The captain silently calculated in his heart, and quickly came to a conclusion, considering the current environmental factors and landform characteristics, the fighting power of Shashen could even match that of a reorganized elite brigade, absolutely invincible!

The captain gestured decisively to the communication soldier behind him, and the communication soldier immediately leaned over nimbly, and quickly dialed a satellite phone on his back.

The captain picked up the topic, his voice was deep and deep:
"Eagle's Nest, Eagle's Nest, I am the captain. I encountered ASIA5 during the mission and received his clear warning. There is no exchange of fire so far. I am applying to lead the team back the same way."

Eagle's Nest is an old voice, with a steady breath, but with a slightly accusatory meaning:

"Application withdrawn? Captain, how do you assess the difficulty of the current mission?"

The captain gave the answer without hesitation, succinctly: "It can't be completed, if you forcefully continue the mission, there is a high probability that the black unit will be wiped out."

Eagle's Nest was silent for a while, and the sound of breathing became heavier: "Tell me the specific reason."

The captain has a stubborn temper, and he also has heels, so he replied without hesitation:
"ASIA5 has super vision and night vision capabilities, as well as super long-distance sniping capabilities over 600 meters, and marksmanship that is close to divine skills. We should all be within his crosshairs by now.

And we didn't lock his position at all. Currently, we are 150 meters away from the mission destination, and it takes at least 15 seconds to sprint, which is enough for him to empty at least 3 magazines or 2 drums. "

Eagle's Nest's tone was sullen:
"Captain, isn't 15 seconds enough to determine the position to launch a counterattack? Is the sniper of your black unit dead?"

The captain said calmly:

"Yes, they will be attacked first by the Fiend God, and they will become dead immediately. There is absolutely no doubt about this."

After a while, Du Weiguo slowly stood up from a big tree near the villa, looked at the black elite who was slowly receding, and the corners of his mouth curled up:
"Damn, I didn't expect that I was really frightened away. It seems that I have a fierce reputation now, and I have completely stood up."

At the same time, in the study room on the second floor of an extremely luxurious courtyard villa in Cheongdam-dong, Seoul, a white old man with a cold face and silver hair was furious at a burly Asian man with one eye.

"Trash! Thunderstorm, how on earth did you manage the team, that bastard magician, why did he act alone? Who gave him the courage?"

Thunderstorm looks like a Korean, with a typical pancake face, high cheekbones, five big and three thick, bald head and one eye, and looks very fierce.

But at this moment, he looked submissive, even a little flattering, bowed his head and said in a low voice:
"Mr. Doug, I'm very sorry. It was my mistake. The discipline is not strict. The magician is withdrawn and arrogant. He is also eager to make contributions, so he acts alone."

Soros is sitting on the sofa next to the old man at the moment, holding a cigar in his hand. He sneered, with a dark tone:

"Oh, avoid the most important and take the lightest? Thunderstorm, Mr. Doug didn't release the mission at all. How did the magician know the target? How did he lock the position of the evil spirit in the first place? As far as I know, he has no perception ability."

(End of this chapter)