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

Chapter 760 Killing is like mowing the grass
The Kowloon Walled City looks very magical from the outside, with an indescribable beauty, but the inside is hard to describe.

The layout is like a maze, the roads are narrow and tiresome, the dirty water flows horizontally, and the filth is unbearable. The densely packed houses and archways are piled up in an incredible way, like a beehive, which makes people dizzy.

Inside the walled city, near the center, there is a building facing south, which looks like an ancestral hall and a government office. There are two majestic bronze statues of Xiezhi standing at the door.

This building has three entrances and occupies a large area. In the second hall, on the right side of the carved wooden and gilded statue of Guan Gong, Du Weiguo sits with a golden sword on his horse.

Opposite to him and on the left hand side of the grand master's chair, sat a thin and hale old man wearing a satin long mandarin jacket, white beard and hair, surnamed Tang, known as Qigong, everyone called him Grandpa, his real name is unknown.

Tang Qigong is the president of the Neighborhood Welfare Association in the Kowloon Walled City. This title sounds a bit ridiculous, like the women's director of a fucking neighborhood committee, but his power is outrageous.

The Kowloon Walled City is a country within a country, a place of lawlessness, a small world of its own, with a high degree of autonomy, shallow waters and many kings, and small temples with strong winds.

And this Neighborhood Welfare Association is basically equivalent to the yamen gate in the Walled City, no matter how big or small the situation is, it basically decides with one word.

Tang Qigong is basically equivalent to the local emperor here, he is a typical old school, he behaves elegantly, with drooping eyelids and long nails.

Qigong unhurriedly took a sip from the blue and white porcelain teacup on the table, smacked his lips, and spoke slowly and in a tone:

"Young man, try it. This is the authentic Wuyi rock tea. It is brewed with water from Wanlu Lake. It tastes pretty good."

From Qigong's words, it's not difficult to hear that this old guy is also a veteran of smuggling by sea, and he's also the kind with great powers, otherwise he wouldn't use Dafei to dump such flashy things as tea and lake water.

Du Weiguo was calm and calm, without the slightest feeling of restraint, he lit a cigarette on his own, and waved his hands with a smile:
"Qigong, I won't drink tea. I was drenched in the wind and rain just now, and I'm already full. I'm a rough person with a quick temper. Let's get straight to the point."

"Hehehe~"

Tang Qigong stroked his snow-white goatee and laughed:
"Young man, don't be impatient. After all, it's a matter of life and death. It should not be ignored. It's better to be cautious."

Du Weiguo didn't really like his posturing and lethargic manner. To put it bluntly, this Tang Qigong was essentially a poor vampire.

Relying on squeezing the bottom of the society, the ants who have fallen into the abyss, the scavengers who have fattened themselves, dare to pretend.

Don't talk about an old coffin like him, just ask Lei Luo, the underground emperor on Hong Kong Island, if he dares to be so big in front of Du Weiguo now.

Now Du Weiguo's temper is getting bigger and bigger, and his eyes can't help showing impatience. This has nothing to do with self-cultivation, but the inevitable result of his status promotion.

Just imagine, Lei Na, Natasha, a high-ranking and powerful spy (agent) leader who is in charge of one party, revolves around him all day long.

But big bosses like Soros and Lei Luo have to bow their heads and obey their ears. Members of Congress can kill whatever they say, how could they allow a maggot to show off in front of him.

Du Weiguo's face darkened:

"Qi Gong, the reason why I'm sitting here now is to save face for Huo Wei. I'm not here to discuss with you, but to inform you to hand over Wu Shihao's subordinates as soon as possible."

Du Weiguo turned his face and was aggressive. Tang Qigong frowned slightly, and couldn't help but increase his tone:

"Young man, don't be domineering, stay on the front line, so that we can meet each other in the future, now Wu Shihao is dead.

As the saying goes, people are dead, and his younger brothers are all children of our city. It is a bit out of order for you to kill them all like this. "

Du Weiguo sneered, exhaled smoke like a long arrow, and said in a teasing tone:
"Ha! Rules? What rules, where are the rules, did you order them? You old coffin, you deserve it too?"

Du Weiguo's patience was exhausted, he tore his face directly, and spoke rudely, even though the Qigong City Mansion was deep, a look of sullenness flashed in his eyes, he put his teacup heavily on the tea table, pointed his halberd and glared:

"That's right, it's the rules of our Kowloon Walled City, as long as the children of my Walled City die outside, they will resign themselves to their fate and never blame others.

But as long as the children are still in the city, outsiders can't touch them, not even the king of heaven! "

As Qigong pouted his tea cup lightly, the stairs and corridors on both sides of this meeting room suddenly sounded like the tide of footsteps. Listening to the movement, there must be no less than a few hundred people.

Even in the back hall of the conference hall, there were people approaching quickly, and even the sound of heavy breathing and the sound of sharp weapons being unsheathed could be clearly heard.

Yoho, the game is so classic, throwing the cup as a sign, the knives and axes swarmed up, and chopped Du Weiguo into fine powder.

The smile on Du Weiguo's face remained undiminished, without a trace of nervousness, he slowly crushed out the cigarette butt, with a faint tone:
"Qigong, what do you mean by that? You can't be soft, but you can be hard? If you want to rush up, is this also the rule of your city?"

Qigong rubbed the blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand, sneered, changed his benevolent expression before, and spoke in a gloomy tone:
"Young man, this is the Walled City of Kowloon. It's not a place where you can run wild. You'd better be sensible. Here, you can get a dragon plate, and a tiger can lie down."

Hearing Tang Qigong's stern face and unashamed utterance, Du Weiguo quickly lowered his eyelids, barely resisting the desire to laugh out loud.

Damn, this old hooligan obviously wants to play the trick of a strong dragon not overpowering a local snake, but with the rabble of swordsmen under him, it's like playing big swords in front of Guan Gong.

Du Weiguo got up playful, suppressed his smile, gently rubbed the ashes on his hands, and assumed a somewhat guilty gesture:
"Qigong, according to your old saying, how should we deal with this matter?"

Seeing that Du Weiguo confessed, Tang Qigong chuckled, like an old fox who had succeeded in a plot, stroked his goatee, and began to play tricks again.

"Hehe, young people, that's how it should be. Knowing how to advance and retreat, knowing the general situation, I also roughly understand the ins and outs of this matter.

The grievances and grievances between Wu Shihao and you all happened outside the walled city. He is not as skilled as others, and he died at your hands, we have nothing to do with it. "

The old man spoke in a cadence, as if he was singing an opera. Although Du Weiguo was tired of it, he still held his temper, lowered his head, and did not interrupt his performance.

Tang Qigong glanced at Du Weiguo, who had drooping brows and brows, and became more and more complacent, with a sly look in his eyes. He lightly stroked the teacup, and suddenly changed the topic:
"However, Wu Shihao is a member of our Walled City after all, and his disciples are all in the Walled City. Therefore, according to the rules of the Jianghu, his property and livelihood must be taken over by the Walled City."

Good guy, the fox's tail was finally exposed, and Du Weiguo almost broke his defense and laughed out loud.

Bullshit rules, bloody unity, the reason why the Kowloon Walled City is so tough to protect those drug dealers under the lame man.

If you say a thousand words and ten thousand, it's not all for profit, money touches people's hearts, dare this old fox want to take a chestnut out of the fire, and accept a business like a lame man who is like a golden mountain and a sea of ​​silver.

Du Weiguo didn't answer Qigong right away, but looked at Huo Wei who was waiting in the outer hall. He was not qualified to enter the inner hall, and he always sat outside with a few guys like elders.

Huo Wei's complexion is very ugly at the moment, his physical fitness is extraordinary and his hearing is amazing, he can hear the inner hall's words clearly, Qi Gong's greedy intentions, like Sima Zhao's heart, make him ashamed.

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows in a playful tone:

"Brother Huo Wei, you understand what this old bastard is up to. Tell me, should I continue pretending to be a grandson?"

Although Huo Wei was upright, he was not stupid, his face was livid, and he cursed in a muffled voice:
"Fuck it, it's as black as a crow in the world, Shashen, you can do whatever you want, I don't care."

"Hahaha! Easy to say~"

Du Weiguo laughed, jumped up, stretched his waist leisurely, and hooked his fingers at Tang Qigong, provocatively:
"Tsk, since the conversation has collapsed, I can only see the real chapter under my hands, and I won't bully you, come on, old clapper, throw the cup quickly.

Let me show you the axemen under your command, hey, I feel uncomfortable after sitting for a long time, and it's time to move my muscles. "

Tang Qigong also has a ruthless and decisive character, he also stood up, and said a cruel word with a dark face:
"You don't know how to live or die, you asked for it yourself!"

Before he could finish speaking, the teacup in his hand slammed hard on the green brick floor, breaking it into pieces.

"Boom~"

With the sound of throwing cups, the sound of footsteps like huge waves also exploded violently. Countless capable young men, wielding knives and axes, poured in from the outside and the back hall shouting.

I don't know how many of these men there are, densely packed, you can't see the end at a glance, each of them has a cruel face, with dragon and phoenix tattoos, and a ferocious expression.

Holding sharp weapons in their hands, shouting and cursing, they rushed towards Du Weiguo like a tide, with such a terrifying momentum that even Huo Wei couldn't help but change his face, and hurriedly dodged aside.

Too many ants killed elephants, and punched the master to death. This is no joke.

The terrain here is narrow and there is no space to move around. Without a gun in hand, once surrounded by these thugs, even a top expert like Huo Wei would have to hate the northwest and be chopped into a pulp in an instant.

Before entering the city, Du Weiguo's weapons were left outside. At that time, he said that he wanted to show Huo Wei face and show his sincerity.

At this moment, Huo Wei also broke into a cold sweat for Du Weiguo, feeling very guilty and annoyed.

He has a clear personality of grievances and grievances, and he has made up his mind in an instant. If Du Weiguo really falls here, he will definitely take revenge on Tang Qigong in the future.

However, Huo Wei was definitely too worried. He was used to big scenes. How could Du Weiguo, who came out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, be hacked to death by a mob.

The people in the back hall got closer and came faster, and they were close in an instant. Du Weiguo's smile narrowed and his eyes sharpened.

A black light suddenly shot out from his sleeve, Jiuyou Suo straightened instantly, like a long spear, its sharp tip pierced through the bodies of several people in succession.

"Drink~"

Du Weiguo growled in a low voice, the veins on his neck popped up, his feet took root, and his thighs, waist, hips and arms worked together to exert force.

The few unlucky ones who were pierced by Jiuyousuo were immediately regarded as meteor hammers by him, and he swung them vigorously.

"Crack, ah~~"

Howling, screaming, yelling, begging for mercy, crying, and the sounds of broken bones and tendons rang out at the same time, and the small hall instantly became like a purgatory.

Du Weiguo's strength attribute is the weakest in the measurements, only about 5 times that of ordinary people, but even so, the explosive power is still very terrifying.

The speed of the human meteor hammer was astonishing. The dozen or so men who charged the fastest were instantly sent flying like wheat, and knocked down a lot of people behind.

As long as those who were hit directly, none of them were whole, and none of them could stand up again. With just one move, no less than 20 people were killed in a flash.

Du Weiguo didn't need to use any long-range means to deal with these native chickens and dogs. It was also easy and enjoyable.

"Hey~"

One blow worked, and after the Jiuyou lock was retracted, it shot out again, directly piercing the back of the old fox Tang Qigong who was about to turn around and run away.

"puff!"

Tang Qigong's thin body was pierced through, and he couldn't even scream. Like a human kite, Du Weiguo easily swung it up.

There was a biting cold wind, and it slammed heavily on the other swordsmen. They lost their human forms in an instant, and their death was extremely miserable. Fortunately, it was not painful. In less than 3 seconds, Qigong was completely shattered.

Tang Qigong can be regarded as a generation of heroes. He has been in charge of the Kowloon Walled City for more than ten years.

This is also where Lei Luo is afraid of Du Weiguo. His personal force is so strong that it cannot be increased. He is reckless and unreasonable.

Jiuyousuo was originally a treasure of Jiuju's sect. It was a strange weapon that was specially refined to kill people.

This thing can be long or short, soft or hard, it won't stain blood, it's extremely tough, and the tip is terribly sharp, almost breaking a blade.

This thing is very sharp and evil. In the words of the big fox, it is an evil soldier. The more it is stained with wronged souls and blood, the sharper it will be. When it reaches a certain level, it can even affect the master's sanity.

Du Weiguo usually used Jiuyousuo as a tool for traveling, and seldom used it as a weapon, but today's situation is special, Jiuyousuo has been silent for a long time, and finally he was able to eat human blood.

"咻咻咻~~~"

Jiuyousuo is like a black spirit snake, under the control of Du Weiguo, like an arm, it keeps getting into the flesh and blood of the human body.

There were more than 30 men who rushed out from the back hall. Because they were close and rushed fast, Du Weiguo mercilessly gave priority to attacking them.

Now, in just a few seconds, these people have been slaughtered by Du Weiguo, and even Tang Qigong, the speaker of the Kowloon Walled City, became corpses all over the ground.

Of course, there were also a few lucky guys who didn't die on the spot. They were all knocked down and couldn't get up because of broken bones. Of course, Du Weiguo was too lazy to make up for this kind of ants.

Those swordsmen who rushed in from the outer hall were about to run to the door of the inner hall, and when they saw this scene, their livers and gallbladders were shattered and their eyes were shattered in shock.

Fuck you Eminem!

In less than ten seconds, dozens of people were lying on the ground, including a few unlucky ones, whose bodies were smashed to pieces, limbs and arms were broken, the ground was in a mess, blood flowed into rivers, and the stench was pungent.

Everyone was as if they had been cast a holding spell, and they stopped moving forward one after another, stunned like a wooden chicken, some of them were timid, their crotches were hot, and they had already urinated.

Not to mention the mob like them, even Huo Wei, who had really experienced the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, was shocked by Du Weiguo's methods and was dumbfounded.

How is this a human method?Even if you use a submachine gun to massacre, I'm afraid they won't be able to produce such a terrifying effect. Killing people is like mowing grass.

The smiling, immovable man in front of him was infinitely elevated and magnified in the eyes of the swordsmen, and he had become an existence like a demon god.

Shashen, he really deserves his reputation!
Du Weiguo stood on the spot in a leisurely manner, gently flicked the blood stains on the Jiuyou lock, and the Jiuyou lock after drinking blood and human life.

In the darkness, there is still a faint red light shining. This red light is twisting gently like a living snake, which looks very strange.

But right now, Du Weiguo didn't have time to observe carefully. Instead, he hooked his hands towards the shattered city wall swordsmen in the outer hall, with a relaxed tone, as if inviting others to eat and play cards:
"Come on, let's continue!"

It was silent, no one dared to move, even held their breath, there was no sound at all, a needle could be heard, and the air seemed to be condensed.

Du Weiguo dismissed it disdainfully, and said to himself: "Okay, since you don't come in, then I will go out."

After finishing speaking, Du Weiguo took the Jiuyou lock and walked towards the outer hall like a leisurely stroll.

"Whoa~~"

As if being pushed away by an invisible big hand, the crowd retreated abruptly, leaving a huge vacuum.

Among them, there was a timid one with a bruised face, a ferocious expression, protruding eyes, and a stream of feces and urine. He fell limply on the ground and was so frightened to death.

(End of this chapter)