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

The key points were hit one after another, and the tyrannical Zha Lun couldn't hold on anymore, pushed the golden mountain topple the jade pillar, and fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

The girls with ivory in their hands and vacant eyes fell limply to the ground like marionettes that had lost control.

"Da~da~"

The sound of calm and calm footsteps came from outside the door, like the tempo of death.

Du Weiguo walked into this luxurious bedroom with his whole body wet, and Ye Dire's eyes glowed red, and he followed him lazily.

After brushing the rain from his hair casually, Du Weiguo pursed his lips and glanced at Charun on the ground with disdain.

It's really too high to think of him. How can he be so self-confident Dharma King?I thought it would be a tough battle, but it turned out that there was no use for Du Weiguo to make a move.

Only relying on Dire's long-distance mental disorder, he was brought down by a few ordinary girls. The pure silver-like pewter gun head, it's easy to vent at the touch of a finger, shit isn't it.

At this moment, Zha Lun was lying on the ground leaning on the sofa, spitting out blood, obviously dying, but still staring glaringly at him.

In the long and narrow eyes, there was an undisguised strong hatred, staring at Du Weiguo viciously, and said with difficulty:
"Sha, Sha God, you, you don't even want to live, leave~"

"Tom~tom~"

At this moment, outdoors, a deep and powerful gunshot suddenly exploded, and then it was very rhythmic and continuous, like a drumbeat.

Tsk tsk, that's right, one-shot bursts, two shots per second, with a strong sense of rhythm and no chaos at all, like jade hitting ice, pleasing to the ear.

Du Weiguo hooked the corners of his mouth, showing a joyful expression of enjoyment.

This is Ellie clearing the place. Near the luxurious blue building where Chalun lives, there are many bungalows built, and the people living in them are his most loyal and toughest subordinates.

Hearing the gunshots from the main building, these wolf-like thugs were not slow to react. They quickly yelled and rushed over with weapons to support them.

The distance of about 300 meters is Ellie's most powerful killing radius. This is also the first time since she joined Du Weiguo's command, she has fully demonstrated her fierce combat power.

In the dark night, these ferocious thugs with weapons in their hands and teeth and claws, as if they were named by the god of death, their heads exploded one after another, two in a second, almost falling down in pieces.

Du Weiguo turned off the fuse of the MP5, leaned over his shoulder, took out the cigarette case slowly, lit one, and exhaled the smoke for a long time.

Glancing at the naked girls who had fainted on the ground, he scratched Charun with cold eyes, and spoke contemptuously:
"You're Charun, and you're the only one who dares to call himself the Dharma King of Dazizai. If no one backs you up, you're just a piece of shit! A beast in human skin!"

Killing people, Du Weiguo speaks English, and Zha Lun obviously understands it. He has always been arrogant and conceited.

Even though he was on the verge of death, his eyes were still protruding with anger, and he sat up with force, spitting black blood from his mouth, and glaring with his halberd:

"Sha, Sha God, don't be arrogant, dare to touch me, you will die, don't even think about leaving Siam alive~uh~"

Zha Lun suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood, his eyes began to lose sight, Du Weiguo flicked the cigarette ash, squinted and sneered:
"Oh, why, are you not convinced? Are you still counting on your good brother-in-law Kuncha to back you up and take revenge?
Don't think about it, don't worry, he and your father will be next, don't worry, your family will be reunited in hell soon. "

"Uh, you~you~"

At this moment, Zha Lun was unable to speak, his eyes were blood red, and he opened them wide open with all his strength, his eye sockets were almost cracked.

"Okay, why are you staring at a dead fish, who are you scaring? Die quickly."

Du Weiguo became a little impatient, his eyes sharpened, he flicked his finger, and the cigarette butt flew up, like a bullet, and hit Zha Lun's forehead directly.

Blood spattered everywhere, Charun fell on his back, breathless, Wulong Dazizai Dharma King, the once prominent hero, settled for this.

After a while, Du Weiguo, Ai Li, and Tang Li got a truck out of nowhere and drove directly to Lan Lou.

The three of them went back and forth many times, until the back of the truck was fully loaded, and then they took advantage of the rainy night and left.

As for the police and the like, I didn't even see a single ghost during the whole process, which shows that Charun is very powerful in the local area.

One hour later, near the dawn of Buddha, in the north of Udon City, a freight yard belonging to the Udon caravan suddenly burst into flames, and many people were directly turned into fly ash in their sleep.

Countless disheveled and panic-stricken caravan thugs just rushed out of the room with weapons in their hands, and they were called by Ellie with a gun, and their heads exploded into a ball like rotten watermelons.

Ellie squatted steadily on the wall of the freight yard, with a stern face and sharp eyes, carrying an M16 on her shoulders, while pulling the trigger calmly, clenching her teeth while counting to herself.

"52, 53~~Made, there are still 167 short, my mother will finish the famine, and I won't have to work for nothing!"

Because of her background, Ellie is extremely obsessed with money. In order to save her life in Sumatra, she bought her own life for 500 million dollars.

Du Weiguo made an agreement with her that every time Ellie kills a miscellaneous soldier, she will be charged 2 yuan, which means a full 250 lives, which can completely end the famine.

Du Weiguo is really too strong, with all-powerful means, Ellie didn't even have a chance to help her before.

Especially when fighting Gu Masters before, the flames burned the mountains and the earth shook, and the scene was like a fight between gods and gods. Ellie was frightened, but she was inevitably a little discouraged.

Fortunately, this action to wipe out the Wulong caravan finally made her see a possibility of repaying the debt as soon as possible, and regained her spirits.

At 6 o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the black clouds cleared away. The caravan base camp in the northern suburbs of Wulong City, together with hundreds of gang members, was completely burned to the ground by a fire.

So far, the elite Udon caravan, which has been entrenched in northern Siam for decades, has lost its elite and has been unable to recover after a fall.

Later, these surviving ghosts and snakes were uprooted by Huo Wei Tangli and his team, and they completely withdrew from the stage of history, but these are all for later.

50 kilometers south of Udon Thani City, in the city of Khon Kaen, there is a simple wild stall run by Chinese on the side of the street.

Under the dusty canopy, there were a few old dining tables, surrounded by a few bamboo stools that had burst into pulp and couldn't see their original color.

Du Weiguo sat in front of the table in a stately manner, devouring everything, and poured half a bowl of red oil into his throat in one breath, and a fine layer of oily sweat appeared on his forehead and nose in an instant .

"Cool!"

Although this wild stall is dilapidated and inconspicuous, the owner's craftsmanship is decent, and the handmade materials are fresh and solid, which is very authentic.

Especially the red oil chili made by his family, the taste is really good, Du Weiguo ate it heartily, and he was full of praise.

Du Weiguo wiped his mouth loudly, and greeted the black and thin boss who was busy at the stove:
"Boss, it's very good to make Chao Shou Ba, cook another 10 bowls, remember to add more sea peppers!"

"I want~"

Hearing the authentic Sichuan accent and the heartfelt praise, the boss's dark face immediately pulled out a simple smile, showing his white teeth, and he replied happily.

The owner's son, probably around 12 or 3 years old, is very clever and aggressive, and is helping out at the stall.

Hearing Du Weiguo's yelling, the kid suddenly widened his eyes and asked in a surprised tone:

"Boss, one bowl of Chao Shou with soup and ingredients in our family weighs half a catty. You guys have already eaten 18 bowls, and you can eat another 10 bowls? Are you afraid you will burst your belly?"

Among the 18 bowls of copying hands, Du Weiguo actually ate only 4 bowls, Ellie and Tang Li each ate 2 bowls, and the rest was dazzled by Ye Dire.

Nightmare is not a picky eater at all, and he doesn't mind meat or vegetables. Basically, he licks it with his big tongue, and the bowl goes straight into his stomach. The bottom of the bowl is clean, so he doesn't need to brush it.

Although Dire looks like an ordinary-sized black dog, it actually weighs more than 800 catties. With this amount of chaoshou, it can eat it endlessly.

Tang Li has a calm personality and is able to take care of things. This meeting has basically recovered from the shock in the early morning. He found this stall, so he is naturally familiar and knows this kid. He joked with a smile:
"Ha! Tiger boy, what's the matter? Are you still afraid that the customers will eat too much? Are you afraid that I won't pay the bill?"

The children of poor families are in charge of the family early, and the tiger boy is clever. He has already developed a good eloquence at a young age:
"How could it be? Who doesn't know that brother Li is a big business, and every day is like gold and silver.

Moreover, Brother Li is the most moral person, he helps the poor and the poor, and he is innocent, so how could he rely on us for a few bowls of money. "

Tang Li was amused by him, took out a few Thai bahts and handed them to Hu Yazi:
"Haha! I haven't seen you for a few days. You have already learned the method of aggressiveness, and you can still come up with a few idioms, okay, you are promising, go to the store and buy me two packs of Camel cigarettes, and the rest of the money will buy you candy. "

Tang Li smoked a total of 2 baht. A pack of Camel cigarettes would sell for about 50 baht in Siam, which is equivalent to giving Hu Yazi a tip of 100 baht.

For a child, this amount of money can be regarded as a lot of seriousness. You must know that a bowl of pure meat Chaoshou in his family only costs 20 baht.

Although Hu Yazi has never been educated, his eyelids are not shallow. He didn't see Qian's eyes open, so he quickly declined:
"Brother Li, you don't need so much, and you can do things for you because you think highly of me."

The down-to-earth boss also quickly chimed in:
"Brother Li, you always take care of us, and today you brought the big boss to take care of my small business. It's already interesting enough, don't spoil the child again."

Tang Li pretended to be stern, and he emphasized his tone: "Don't be so wordy, tiger boy, I'll take it for you, go and come back quickly."

The boss glanced at Tang Li, hesitated, and said helplessly, "Okay, tiger boy, why don't you hurry up and thank Brother Li!"

Hearing this, Hu Yazi immediately smiled and took the banknote in a hurry, thanking him without saying a word:
"Thank you, thank you brother Li, I'll go right away."

Just as Hu Yazi was about to turn around and run away, Du Weiguo stopped him again. He also took out a few banknotes and handed him an empty cigarette case:
"Your name is Huyazi, right? Go to a few more stores, if you can't do it, just go to a department store and help me buy a few packs of this kind of cigarettes."

Seeing the banknote that Du Weiguo handed over, Hu Yazi was stunned. He knew the money. It was a US dollar bill, and it was a large dollar bill with a denomination of yuan.

At present, a US dollar can be exchanged for more than 20 baht, and the black market is even higher. Du Weiguo randomly pulled out four hundred-dollar bills.

That's more than 8000 baht, which is already equivalent to Hu Yazi's family's turnover for a month, and the net profit for less than half a year.

Even Tang Li couldn't help but say a word of persuasion:
"Sir, the black gold hundred-year-old you smoked is relatively rare, and Khon Kaen's mansion is poor, so I'm afraid you may not be able to buy it."

Du Weiguo waved his hand indifferently, with a casual tone:

"It's okay, tiger boy, you can go and look for it, buy it if you have it, forget it if you don't have it, go quickly."

After experiencing the thrilling operation to wipe out the caravans early this morning, Tang Li was convinced of Du Weiguo and was secretly in awe.

He didn't dare to disobey Du Weiguo, so he had no choice but to take the dollar bills and cigarette case in his hand, and stuff them into the stupid tiger's hand:

"Hurry up, Huyazi, and help Mr. find it."

"Oh, oh~"

Hu Yazi nodded in bewilderment, clutching the money tightly, turned around and ran away as if flying.

Just as his figure ran away, a few sluggish guys in dusty longi (long skirts) walked up to the end of the street, with fierce faces and black Burmese knives in their hands.

These guys, with fierce expressions, swearing, and very arrogant steps, quickly moved towards the direction of the wild stall.

Seeing these ghosts and ghosts, the boss suddenly changed his face, and said in a panic:
"Li, brother Li, um, I'm in a hurry today, so I'll close the stall first, and I don't want the meal money, you guys go away quickly."

Tang Li is a master of the Tang Sect, with sharp eyes, so he naturally saw these half-human, half-ghost Burmese street skaters in Longji, and immediately understood Du Weiguo's intention to send off the tiger boy.

His eyes flickered, he frowned, and asked the owner of the wild stall in a deep voice:
"Old Qin, what's going on, did you offend the Myanmar Gang?"

This group of guys is getting closer and closer, and the boss is sweating profusely, urging:

"Brother Li, I can't explain clearly in one or two sentences, you guys go away quickly, these people are very vicious, so you don't get into trouble."

Hearing this, Tang Li couldn't help laughing, and subconsciously glanced at Du Weiguo's face, what the hell, what are you playing?Face to face with the evil god, who dares to be fierce?

Du Weiguo also shook his head with a smile, and joked casually:
"Boss, I haven't had enough copying hands yet. There's no reason for a shop owner to drive customers out."

After such a short delay, those Burmese men with dark complexions, black teeth, and ferocious expressions had already arrived in front of them.

These guys were really fierce, and they didn't have any opening remarks. They were yelling and cursing in unintelligible bird language, and while running, they were waving long knives that were shining with cold light, and they were about to tear down the stall.

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and ordered in a casual tone:

"Ah Li, take care of all these idiots, don't let them disturb my interest in eating, by the way, what's going on?"

"Yes, sir!"

Tang Li replied calmly, then squinted his eyes, and swiped his left hand hard on the table like lightning, a large thick porcelain bowl containing handwriting flew out whirling and whirling.

"Whoa~"

"Ah~"

The big coarse porcelain bowl was thrown out by Tang Li with the ingenuity of hitting a hidden weapon. The speed was very fast and the force was very strong, and it directly hit the head of a bald head in front.

The guy was caught off guard, and the ladle was opened directly, the blood on his scalp burst out, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, his screams were earth-shattering. .

The few remaining Burmese men were stunned for a moment, then bluffed, raised their long knives, and wanted to rush forward. At this moment, a sharp sound of piercing the air suddenly sounded:
"Chirp chirp~"

A black light suddenly appeared, and several bamboo chopsticks in the chopsticks cage on the table were thrown by Tang Li with a hidden weapon shuttle, spinning, and with a strange screaming sound, they shot towards the group of scumbags.

"Ah~~"

In the next moment, the thighs and shoulders of these Burmese men were hit one after another. The chopsticks thrown by Tang Li were fast and spinning, similar to steel picks. The damage was super high, and it penetrated more than an inch of flesh.

This group of stern-looking monsters and monsters were immediately knocked down to the ground, crying and howling, jumping like chickens and dogs.

Tang Li also intentionally showed off his skills in front of Du Weiguo, and directly opened his hand, using Tangmen's hidden weapon stunt, the rainstorm pear blossom needle technique.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the way. With just one glance, Du Weiguo saw through the technique Tang Li just used.

It is true that Tang Li's strength and speed are far from Du Weiguo's, but the chopsticks he hits with a unique technique has an extra layer of strange rotation force, and the power surges.

Within 10 meters, its power may not be inferior to the chopsticks thrown by Du Weiguo with brute force. Ellie's eyes flickered, thoughtful.

In the later generations, fighting became popular, and people have always had disputes about the transmission of martial arts, especially after the eye-catching pheasant masters were hanged and beaten by modern fighting.

Chuanwu is in decline and notoriety, the wall is overthrown and everyone pushes it, the drum is broken by thousands of people, and everyone casts aside.

In fact, there is no need to argue at all. It is certain that martial arts can be fought. Huaxia has a long history and a long history.

Dynasties have changed, wars have continued, how many peerless generals have been produced through the ages?These human slaughters all came up step by step on the bones of the dead. How could it be possible that they were all ostentatious tricks?
When the old dog was in elementary school, around the millennium, he was fortunate enough to witness a real trainer displaying his skills.

His hand was like a cattail fan, and the front of his fist was full of calluses. When he punched down, he left a very clear fist mark on the concrete wall, which was more than an inch long. It was shocking.

The future generations will be dominated by guns. Besides, the peaceful and prosperous society, the harmonious society, and the transmission of martial arts with the core purpose of taking human life have long since lost their living environment.

Due to various reasons, Chuanwu was repeatedly suppressed, castrated, and finally reduced to a pure ornamental routine, which lost its practical significance.

Far away, returning to the present, Du Weiguo has learned very precious practical combat skills from Tang Li's unique throwing technique.

With a little practice, the lethality of his Shashen Shuttle can be at least doubled, and within 20 meters, its power is comparable to that of a rifle bullet. (end of this chapter)