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

Chapter 759
At night, with light rain, the last flight at Kai Tak Airport in the northeast of Kowloon, almost scraped the corner of the building, piercing the sky dangerously and dangerously.

Towering into the sky, the Kowloon Walled City, full of post-modern cyberpunk temperament, stands quietly in the darkness like a huge monster, overlooking all living beings.

This absurd giant city that cannot be described in words is inlaid with countless bright or dark lights, like the dense eyes of a monster, which makes people shudder, but is full of an indescribable strange beauty.

At this moment, Du Weiguo was quietly standing on a road more than 400 meters away from the Walled City, smoking under the awning of a coffin shop.

The rule of the coffin shop is to close the door and not turn off the lights after nightfall, so at this moment, there are two pale lanterns hanging under the eaves of the door, fluttering gently with the wind and rain, making Du Weiguo's face flickering.

The Kowloon Walled City is a small world independent of the world. Although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of internal organs and everything. Basically, you can find any kind of shop in it, but there is no coffin shop.

The dead cannot stay in the city. This has been a rule for hundreds of years. It is unknown who made the decision.

"Whoo~"

Du Weiguo let out a long puff of smoke, raised his sword eyebrows, looked at the quiet city crawling in the rainy night, and said to himself in a faint tone:
"Huo Wei, I came from Korea in 54. I have a northern accent. Damn it, I'm afraid the flood has washed up on the Dragon King Temple. I'm afraid he's still an old squad leader? Well, I'll take it easy later, don't get hurt. he."

At this sensitive time in 54, the sharpshooter who came from Korea and spoke a northern accent, these factors are combined.

Huo Wei's true identity was about to be revealed, but he didn't know why a raptor like him had to live in a miserable place like the Kowloon Walled City.

Du Weiguo wore a Barbour navy blue hooded waterproof long-length windbreaker today, which is cool and rustic. This dress is said to be a luxury brand used by the Royal Eagle Kingdom.

It can be seen from this that the vision of the royal family of the Eagle Kingdom is just that. Cut, a shitty luxury, to put it bluntly, isn't it just a raincoat?

Du Weiguo withdrew his gaze, threw away the cigarette butt, put on the hood, stepped on the light rain, stepped on the stagnant water, and strode towards the city ahead.

About 200 meters away from the city wall, Du Weiguo suddenly stopped, because a sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart, and the point was still very clear, which was the position of his heart.

ohh~
The corner of Du Weiguo's mouth grinned, and he smiled silently. He had already been set to death by the sight, and the target was aimed at the heart, a typical army style.

Headshot, although it sounds like a cowhide, is actually extremely difficult to operate and is very easy to miss. However, for sharpshooters trained by the army, the first priority targets are the chest and torso.

It can be seen from this that even if Huo Wei's ability is far superior to that of ordinary sharpshooters, he can completely shoot without missing a shot and hit wherever he points, but the inertia in the army remains unchanged.

The limit range of the Thompson submachine gun is 200 meters. Beyond this distance, no one can control the ballistic trajectory, but Huo Wei's limit should be far beyond that.

"Well, I can have night vision, and my eyesight and aim are pretty good, indeed, it's about the same level as Bai Jian, but this old man has a pretty violent temper.

If you don't say a word, you will fight to the death, okay, it seems that you have to practice, and see the real chapter under your hands, so that people can talk to me calmly. "

Du Weiguo said to himself with a smile, and shook his head helplessly. Immediately, he took out the MP5 equipped with a silencer from the hem of the windbreaker, pulled the bolt decisively, took big steps, and continued to walk towards the city wall .

"Tatata!"

When Du Weiguo took the first step and his left foot was about to hit the ground, Thomson's unique typewriter gunshot exploded instantly.

The classic three-point burst, the bullets dragged the dazzling flames, and shot towards Du Weiguo's heart mercilessly.

This Huo Wei is a ruthless character, he kills decisively, he doesn't make any false moves, and he kills with every shot.

"Puff puff!"

At the same time as the gunshot from the typewriter, Du Weiguo's left foot landed firmly on the ground, and the MP5 in his hand shimmered.

Three rounds of 3mm Parabellum bounced out of the chamber, as if they had been enchanted and had eyes.

At a distance of about 30 meters in front of Du Weiguo, he shot down three 3mm Colt automatic pistol rounds in a volley.

Time seemed to stand still for about a second, and then, Huo Wei turned on the continuous shooting mode, and the bullets instantly pulled into a straight line.

Like a flaming spear, it pointed straight at Du Weiguo's heart and stabbed fiercely.

Du Weiguo, on the other hand, was not afraid, and kept walking without stopping, holding the MP5 in one hand, hesitating the flames, just like this, facing the terrifying flaming spear, strolling in the garden, with indescribable freehand and chic.

The bullets collided in the air, the muffled sound was endless, and incomparably brilliant sparks sputtered in the air, but not even a single bullet could get as close as 10 meters in front of Du Weiguo.

This picture is very magical, unbelievable, like a miracle, but for Du Weiguo, it is the basic operation, easy and enjoyable.

Before, Du Weiguo's limit was that he could shoot down pistol bullets, but now, even rifle bullets are no problem.

For the Thompson submachine gun, the initial velocity of the bullet leaving the chamber is theoretically 280 meters per second, which is far from being achieved in practice.

And Du Weiguo's super vision, combined with his super high agility attribute, his dynamic vision is about 20 times that of ordinary people.

What kind of concept is this? It is equivalent to the flying speed of a bullet, which has been reduced to less than 14 meters per second. In conversion, it is less than 50 kilometers per hour.

Think about it, at a speed of less than 50 miles, with a distance of more than 100 meters, it is estimated that even the elderly can avoid it, let alone Du Weiguo, who is defying the sky.

After a moment, the gunfire stopped.

With a smile on his face, Du Weiguo continued to walk forward while slowly changing the magazines, his steps were terribly steady, but the gunfire did not ring out again.

When there were still tens of meters away from the Walled City, Huo Wei walked out slowly from the gate of the Walled City of Kowloon, step by step, with empty hands, empty eyes, lost soul, and heavy footsteps.

His confidence as a super shooter was shattered by Du Weiguo.

When the distance was 5 meters, the two stopped at the same time and stared at each other. Huo Wei's eyes were blood red, staring straight at Du Weiguo.

His eyes were full of unconcealable astonishment, he was dumbfounded, he couldn't believe that there was such a heaven-defying marksmanship in the world.

Du Weiguo also looked at him with a smile, about 36 or 7 years old, with dark skin, height 175 2/`, slightly thin, short hair, firm and upright face, but at the moment, his eyes are very confused and a little out of focus .

After a long time, Huo Wei will stabilize his emotions, refocus his eyes, and speak hoarsely:

"Are you the evil god?"

He speaks authentic Chinese, and he also has an obvious Northeast accent. If he is more detailed, it is clearly the accent of Liao Province.

This unique flat-tongue pronunciation is simply too ecstasy, and the recognition is too high, Shashen directly becomes Sashen in his mouth, which sounds like provocation.

Du Weiguo reached out to take off the hood, smiled and nodded, his tone was very casual, as if he was making a routine:
"Well, I am, brother, didn't you ask me to come and find you? Now that I'm here, what's the matter, what can I say?"

Du Weiguo also spoke Chinese, with an authentic Beijing accent. Huo Wei's pupils constricted violently, somewhat agitated.

But as if he had thought of something, his eyes dimmed again, and he bowed his head in silence for a while before raising his head again.

A faint flame ignited in his eyes, he stared at Du Weiguo without blinking, his voice hoarse:

"Shashen, I, I am not your opponent. If you want to kill or cut, I admit it. The people living in this dilapidated village are all poor people who have nowhere to go. They have no money, so you just let them go."

Good guy, Du Weiguo called it a good guy in his heart, what the hell did you say, damn it, I look like some heinous villain.

Du Weiguo did not immediately refute, but smacked his lips, took out the cigarette case, lit one unhurriedly, exhaled the smoke, and said in a teasing tone:
"Brother, those hard-core subordinates of Laihao are all inhuman tobacco dealers, full of crimes, are they also poor people who have nowhere to go?"

A trace of anger flashed in Huo Wei's eyes, and he pouted his neck and growled:

"It's true that they are not, and they should be damned, but they are all from the Jianghu. As the saying goes, the Jianghu is a matter of the Jianghu, and innocent people should not be affected, and a top expert like you should not reach out."

Du Weiguo sneered:
"Heh, Jianghu is a matter of Jianghu. Well said, old brother, that's why I didn't participate from the beginning to the end, but you didn't put martial arts first, broke the rules, started killing, and then you took the initiative to call me by name."

"Uh~"

Huo Wei was so pissed off that he couldn't hold back a word in an instant. He is a typical Northeast person, his hands are faster than his mouth.

It's the kind of straightforward personality that don't beep when you can do it, not good at sophistry, just a few words, but Du Weiguo, a strong mouthed king, stopped him.

Seeing that he was dumb, Du Weiguo, a bad thief, became more and more proud. He glanced at him playfully, took a puff of cigarette leisurely, and continued to shoot with slanted eyebrows:

"As the old saying goes, if you don't have diamonds, you won't do porcelain work. Brother, if you want to be fair, it's okay. I'll come here obediently. Now you can't beat me, and you can't even say it. According to the rules of the world, what should I do?"

Huo Wei's old face was black and rosy, and the veins on his neck burst out. He tore off his coat, revealing his strong chest, and said while biting his back molars:
"Skills are not as good as people, there is nothing to say, I admit three knives and six holes, and I will pay you this cheap life, but evil god, if you are a man, don't hurt innocent people, leave a note for these poor people live."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo couldn't hold back anymore, and laughed angrily:

"Ha! Brother, you are a pure Mai Tai person. When the hell am I going to embarrass those poor people in the city?"

"Huh? What do you mean by that? Didn't you order those club thugs to come over to besiege the city and grab the territory?"

Huo Wei's eyes were straight and his mind was in a daze. Du Weiguo said angrily:
"Brother, please use your brain, okay? I don't belong to any association, so what are you doing grabbing this dilapidated site? Do you do charity? It's obvious that those associations have ulterior motives and use chicken feathers as arrows."

"Uh~"

Huo Wei was completely stunned, his poor brain was running crazily, and his tone stuttered a bit:
"You, you don't belong to the society, so why did Grandpa say that you are the leader of the three major gangs? Why do you want to kill Lai Hao's subordinates?"

Seeing his stupid and cute expression, Du Weiguo immediately understood that this old man who didn't hear anything outside the window clearly knew nothing, and was foolishly instigated and used as a gun.

One inadvertently, the cigarette was extinguished by the raindrops. Du Weiguo threw away the cigarette butt helplessly. His hair was also wet and a little uncomfortable. He stroked his hair, shook it lightly, and put on the hood again:
"Brother, Laihao, that bastard, he sent people to attack my woman's company yesterday, killing one of them without any indiscriminate blood flow.

He also tied up my woman and buried hundreds of catties of explosives in the cave to deal with me. The murderer is now hiding in the walled city. "

A person like Huo Wei who is resolute in killing and fighting, and who values ​​love and righteousness must respect the old-school rules of the rivers and lakes, paying attention to revenge with revenge, and revenge with hatred.

Upon hearing this, Huo Wei blushed immediately: "Really, really, you didn't lie to me?"

Du Weiguo asked angrily:

"Brother, do I have to lie to you? If I really want to besiege the city, grab territory, or even massacre the city, who do you think can stop me?"

As soon as an expert stretches out his hand, he will know whether it is there. Putting aside his standpoint, Huo Wei admires Du Weiguo's almost Taoist marksmanship.

Shooting down the bullets in the air, and the bursts of shots fired by a top sharpshooter like him with a submachine gun are simply supernatural powers, like a god.

Huo Wei is a sincere person, he nodded with sympathy:
"Indeed, your marksmanship has already reached perfection. With one shot in your hand, no one can stop people from killing people and gods from killing gods."

Hearing Huo Wei's praise, Du Weiguo smiled, and suddenly changed the subject, chattering in a big way:

"Ha, brother, listen to your accent, you are from the Northeast, you have been to Korea before, I heard that you came to Hong Kong Island in 54, tell me, what's going on?"

Huo Wei wiped the rainwater from his head and face, looked far away to the north, and said in a melancholy tone:
"Actually, there is nothing to say. I am from Tieling Changtu. When I was in Koryo, I was young and vigorous. I violated the order. I left the team and ran for hundreds of miles. I chased and killed a few damn beasts on the edge of Seoul.

At that time, the head of the regiment was soft-hearted, and he was not willing to shoot me. He reported me a death in battle, and let me stay in North Koryo to fend for myself. "

Du Weiguo secretly sighed in his heart, and sure enough, it was as good as he guessed, and it happened that it was raining heavily, so he gave Huo Wei a hand, and spoke softly:

"Brother, it's raining heavily, let's go, let's take shelter from the rain and smoke a cigarette."

It was still under the canopy of the coffin shop, with pale white lanterns on top, and the two chatted passionately like this.

As for the taboos, hey, they all wade out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. They kill people and fill the wild with evil spirits. Even if there are ghosts, they have to go around. Naturally, there are no taboos.

Du Weiguo took out the cigarette case and handed Huo Wei a red panda with a filter tip. When he took the cigarette, his hands trembled and his voice trembled:
"Here, this is the little panda specially made for the chief? Sha Shen, you still have a Beijing accent, who the hell are you?"

Du Weiguo smiled wryly, and didn't want to hide it from him, but his tone was a bit sad and sad:

"Heh, brother, I used to be a member of the Special Service Division of Forty-Nine City, and later I made a mistake. Now I am just like you, a living dead with no home and no country."

Hearing this, Huo Wei's expression suddenly became solemn, and his tone became involuntarily friendly:

"Forty-Nine City Special Service Division? Damn, you are a master, no wonder your skills are so buff!"

The Secret Service is not a master in the field, and there are other bodyguards in Zhongnanhai, but Du Weiguo just shook his head with a smile, without explaining too much, took out his lighter, and helped him light his cigarette.

Huo Wei held the little panda cautiously, took a greedy breath, and slowly exhaled the smoke. He closed his eyes and savored for a long time before he murmured:
"Good smoke, really tasty!"

Du Weiguo also smiled and lit one, exhaling the smoke slowly:

"Brother, what happened afterwards? Why did you come to Hong Kong Island again? Why do you still stay in the Kowloon Walled City?"

"Ah~"

Huo Wei sighed a long time, his expression was gloomy:

"In 53, I found a country woman in Kaesong, North Koryo, and lived a quiet life for more than a year~~"

Huo Wei's story is not long, and it's quite tragic. The guy he chased and killed in Seoul at that time was quite the son of a high-ranking official, so he planted the root of disaster.

He lived incognito in Kaesong for more than a year, but his identity was suddenly discovered for some unknown reason, and he encountered revenge organized by the National Intelligence Service, and his wife was blown to pieces at that time.

At that time, Huo Wei dragged his injured body and chased and killed more than 300 kilometers abruptly, before finally killing his enemies, but he himself was exhausted.

In a panic, Huo Wei tried his best to hide in the coal pile in the bottom warehouse of an ocean-going freighter, and then drifted across the ocean to Hong Kong Island in a daze.

When approaching Hong Kong Island, Huo Wei was discovered. At this moment, he was already on the verge of death. He had been lying in the coal pile for several days, and he was no longer human.

In that world at that time, human life was as cheap as worthless. After the crew found out, they didn't take it seriously, and threw him into the sea like a dead dog.

Huo Wei, who was dying, was washed ashore and was rescued by a kind-hearted granny who lived in the Walled City of Kowloon.

Huo Wei is a man who attaches great importance to love and righteousness, he will repay his kindness, and he has no family and no country, and his heart is ashamed. From then on, he and his grandmother depended on each other for life.

Grandma didn't die until the end of last year. After Huo Wei took care of her, she lost her purpose in life. She ate and waited to die all day long.

The little panda filter had already burned to the end of the cigarette, and Huo Weicai reluctantly threw it away, with a dull voice and a sad tone:
"It's almost like this. I'm not a human, a ghost or a ghost. I don't know what to live for. Although this city is dilapidated, I'm used to living in it, and I'm too lazy to move."

Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke, stuffed him with the remaining half pack of red pandas, and smacked his lips:
"Brother, you are not very old this year, are you? Didn't you think about finding another wife to carry on the family?"

Huo Wei shook his head bitterly:
"Heh, my Gorya lady is an ignorant country girl who throws all the cluster grenades in front of her face, and she stupidly picks it up to see what it is~~"

Huo Wei's voice became smaller and smaller, his eyes became red, and tears flickered. Du Weiguo immediately understood his emotions. At that time, his wife's death was so tragic that he couldn't get over it.

Du Weiguo didn't speak any more, just reached out and patted his shoulder. Huo Wei wiped his eyes, suppressed his emotions, and sniffled:

"I'm laughing at you, by the way, how can you, a top-notch figure like you, have an enmity with a low-level person like Wu Shihao?"

Du Weiguo didn't shy away from it, but explained in a concise and concise manner:

"Brother, to tell you the truth, I was the one who introduced Wu Shihao to him in the Triangle, and I took a cut from it. Later, he felt distressed and wanted to turn his back on the table."

Huo Wei frowned, and asked without hesitation, "Then why do you want to get involved with this insane thing?"

Du Weiguo didn't care about this, and shook his head lightly, with a very light tone:

"Brother, I've never sold this thing before, it's just a coincidence that I got to know the source of goods in the Triangle and made a bridge.

This thing makes huge profits and makes people go on and on, no matter what, it can't be stopped. Brother, just now you said that you don't know what you live for now, how about mixing with me in the future? "

Du Weiguo suddenly changed the topic, his eyes were burning, and he was fascinated.

(End of this chapter)