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

It's a cloudy day in Tokyo today, with low clouds and a howling north wind.

In the biting cold wind, Du Weiguo crossed his legs, smoked a cigarette, and leaned against the door frame. He had no intention of letting Ryota Takahashi in.

"Mr. Wesley, it's been a long time since I saw you. Your style is even better than before."

Takahashi Ryota didn't seem to care at all, and his tone was as clear and enthusiastic as ever.

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, exhaled the smoke, and said in a ruthless tone:

"What? Minister Takahashi? What does it mean for a powerful man like you to suddenly visit a humble abode? Surveillance or accountability?"

Du Weiguo had no good impression of Takahashi Ryota. This ambitious guy was full of bad intentions. He was definitely a ruthless character who could kill without blinking an eye and could turn around and smile.

Matsushima Nanako was seriously injured and was rescued by Du Weiguo, but later died in an unknown manner, and it was most likely inseparable from him.

And last time, the inducement that finally made Du Weiguo decide to destroy the secret base of the Mutsu Town Freemasonry, the so-called sunken ship from China was probably made up by him.

It is very possible that Nanako Matsushima knew his secret, so she was killed and silenced.

It's just that Du Weiguo has no feelings for Nanako, so he will die if he dies. He has no intention of helping her take revenge.

Facing the cold reception and Du Weiguo's ridicule, Takahashi Ryota, an old silver coin, still smiled calmly:

"Haha, Mr. Wesley, what are you talking about? You are coming to Tokyo. As a landowner, I should come and visit you.

As for the fire at the Hezhenghui headquarters last night, I have found someone to deal with it as soon as possible, so you can rest assured. "

"Oh, is it so hard? That's really thanks to Minister Takahashi. You really handled it in a timely manner~"

Du Weiguo also laughed, but his smile was superficial, his eyes were cold, and his tone was teasing.

Pachinko's freshly baked, fragrant piece of fat meat has been coveted for more than a day or two. With Takahashi Ryota's energy in Japan, it is impossible not to know.

But he always turned a blind eye and ignored him. Now that Du Weiguo had just arrived in Tokyo, he rushed over to show off his merits.

His heart can be killed.

However, Takahashi Ryota has really mastered the qi-nurturing skills that he just pretends to do. It seems that he didn't hear the joking in Du Weiguo's tone at all, and his expression remained calm and he smiled in front of him.

"Mr. Wesley, you are too polite. You are our most distinguished guest. It is my honor to help you deal with your worries."

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and asked meaningfully:

"Worries about the future? Minister Takahashi, what do you mean by this? Are you talking about the murder and fire at the Heshengkai headquarters last night?"

Before Takahashi Ryota could answer, Du Weiguo smiled and continued:

"Minister Takahashi, I was on the plane when the crime occurred. I was helpless and had absolutely no evidence of my absence. As for the murderer, it has nothing to do with me. You can catch him and find out."

To be honest, upon hearing this, the eyes of Takahashi Ryota, a man with a deep temperament, straightened up. Du Weiguo was obviously acting like a rogue.

His meaning is very obvious. I definitely did not do it anyway. As for the real murderers separated by a wall, Merlin and Sukari, who are murderous, if you, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, have the ability, then go and catch them yourself.

You must know that apart from the most heaven-defying skill of teleportation, Merlin and Sukari are extremely skilled, and their abilities are as profound as those of Du Weiguo.

The two of them have a tacit understanding. Once they join forces, even Du Weiguo will have to avoid his attacks, and even the gods who pass by will probably have to bite their tongues.

What's even more terrifying is that Merlin and his wife have no ties at all in this world. Once they go crazy, they can do anything without restraint.

Anything means that they dare to kill anyone and are fully capable of killing anyone.

Therefore, just relying on Takahashi Ryota to catch them is simply a fantasy. If it really angers them, they may be easily counterattacked.

After all, Ryota Takahashi is an old fox who has become a spirit. After being slightly stunned, his expression returned to normal and he laughed heartily:

"Yes, yes, Mr. Wesley, you are right, I made a slip of the tongue."

Du Weiguo curled his lips, his limited patience basically exhausted, and he was too lazy to continue chatting with him, flicked the cigarette butt, and his tone suddenly turned cold:

"So, Minister Takahashi, what else do you have to do now?"

"Uh~"

Takahashi Ryota was speechless again. He had just adjusted himself and wanted to answer, but was coldly interrupted by Du Weiguo:

"Okay, Ryota Takahashi, stop talking nonsense. If you have something to say, just say it. If you don't have anything else, get out."

These words were very harsh. Takahashi Ryota was considered a big boss after all, so his face inevitably darkened. However, he was still not angry, but quickly adjusted himself:

"Okay, then let me tell you something straight. From now on, similar things like this in Yokohama will never happen again. Mr. Wesley, let this end here."

His tone was quite sincere, and his eyes were very sincere.

However, Du Weiguo was not moved at all, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes, and his tone became cold:

"Takahashi Ryota, so you are here as a lobbyist today and you came here specifically to warn me?"

His meaning is self-evident. From now on, no one in Japan will have the idea of ​​​​Pachinko, but Du Weiguo must also put down his butcher knife and stop pursuing it.

In fact, behind all large-scale gangs, there must be a certain boss, or simply the white gloves of a certain boss.

A large, top-notch society like Hezhenghui is more likely to be directly endorsed by the court boss.

This old silver coin was probably shocked by the ruthless methods shown by Merlin, and he also knew that the boss behind Pachinko was the evil god Du Weiguo.

Only then did Takahashi Ryota come in to mediate, but this condescending and arrogant attitude was unacceptable to Du Weiguo.

Damn, the wild monkeys in this archipelago country are really arrogant, arrogant and domineering.

They probably don't know the true horror of Du Weiguo, so they adopt such a contemptuous and ignorant attitude.

Thinking about it, although Du Weiguo has done many earth-shattering events, he has never caused much commotion in Japan.

Whether it's the attack on the Kyugi Clan, Kamakura Mountain, the fierce battle on Mutsu Town, Ryukyu Island, or the God-Slaying Battle on Mount Ongoku.

All of Du Weiguo's achievements were either massacres of Jianghu gangs or unknown underground battles.

Therefore, the arrogant Gonggun princes in the Japanese temples who habitually turned their nostrils to the sky did not understand Du Weiguo's cruelty at all.

After all, it was because Du Weiguo had never hurt them.

Of course, these people did not include Takahashi Ryota. Seeing Du Weiguo's angry look, his eyes showed a hint of excitement that was not easy to detect.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wesley, please forgive me. After all, my identity is limited and I have trouble speaking. I'm just telling the truth."

Du Weiguo sneered, looked at him with interest, and said in a teasing tone:

"Reparaphrase? Oh, okay, Takahashi Ryota, just tell me directly, who is the big boss? Save me the trouble of checking it out myself."

This time, Ryota Takahashi didn’t have any ink marks, so he simply whispered a person’s name:

"Shouta Matsumoto, Deputy Speaker of the Upper House."

"Hehehe~"

Du Weiguo smiled, his smile was so penetrating and meaningful.

Japan's upper house, also called the Senate, is the most powerful institution in the country and even has huge power to legislate and amend the constitution.

Almost all Japanese Prime Ministers came from here, so in Japan, the Senate is also called the cradle of Prime Ministers.

The Deputy Speaker of the House of Lords, even if he does not work part-time in other provinces of the cabinet, is definitely a high-ranking figure.

It is estimated that this old man named Shota Matsumoto's power in Japan can at least be ranked in the top ten, and it is only higher but not lower.

As for Takahashi Ryota, this bastard is not here to lobby today at all. He is here specifically to make a fuss.

This dogfight was clearly intended to use Du Weiguo's extremely sharp knife to get rid of Shota Matsumoto, a political enemy.

The key is that his trick of borrowing a knife to kill people is still an upright conspiracy, there is no way to hide or avoid it.

The arrogant Deputy Speaker Matsumoto Shota took a fancy to Du Weiguo's lucrative Pachinko business, and he even put out his hand to test it out.

If Du Weiguo behaves a little weaker this time and does not dare to fight back directly, but just kills He Zhenghui and ends the matter hastily, then he will definitely face endless temptations and provocations in the future.

Although Ryota Takahashi promised just now that similar things will never happen again in the future, promises made by politicians are like used wipes. Whoever believes them is a fool!

As for the gangsters, it doesn't matter. They are like weeds. Once one clump is eradicated, another, more lush clump will immediately grow in its place. No matter how many people die, the big guys in the court won't care.

Therefore, there are only two choices before Du Weiguo now. To kill, Che decided to form a deadly feud with the Japanese officials. Once he was too high and too short, he would surely face a storm of revenge.

If he doesn't kill, he will give people an image of being weak and can be bullied. From now on, his interests in Japan will face endless harassment.

The root cause of such a dilemma is that this is the first time that Du Wei has planted his flag on the territory of a powerful sovereign country.

His previous territories were either overseas enclaves like Hong Kong Island, a corner of a small and weak country, or simply unclaimed land, naturally without much resistance.

However, this is not the case in places like Japan. When interests reach a certain level, they will inevitably conflict with the original local vested interests.

This situation is the same in places like Citigroup, Mao Xiong, Britain, France and Germany. Sooner or later, it will inevitably happen.

Du Weiguo's mind was racing, and he figured out the twists and turns in an instant. However, even after he figured it out, his heart was still burning, even a little desolate.

At this moment, Du Weiguo deeply realized the helplessness of being in the arena and having no control over one's own actions.

Today, the forces under his command can be regarded as the leader of the dark world, and his personal combat power is unparalleled in the world and unrivaled.

However, he still couldn't move his legs and ended up being a pawn. He was plotted against everywhere. This was the case in Hong Kong Island, and it was still the same in Japan.

The world is like a cage, and everyone is a pawn!

Thinking of this, a ball of evil fire suddenly rose in Du Weiguo's chest, his eyes showed a fierce light, and the evil spirit rose into the sky.

"Takahashi Ryota, how dare you plot against me and seek death!"

Du Weiguo's current evil spirit has almost condensed into substance. It is not only cold and biting, but also exudes a faint smell of blood.

Takahashi Ryota felt like he instantly fell into a sea of ​​blood hell. His eyes turned black, his hair and eyebrows were covered with white frost, and his whole body seemed to be tightly held by countless pairs of withered hands, unable to move at all.

In a daze, he seemed to see the God of Death himself, with a sharp, bloody sickle already pressed against his neck.

"Wei, Mr. Wesley, you have misunderstood. I just conveyed the deputy speaker's original words truthfully. The specific decision is in your hands."

Should I say it or not, Takahashi Ryota is indeed not an ordinary person, he just withstood the pressure of mountains and seas, and defended himself.

Moreover, everything he said was reasonable and logical. Indeed, Du Weiguo had the final say in this matter.

As for Takahashi Ryota, he was also the Minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. No matter how crazy Du Weiguo was, he couldn't kill him in broad daylight for no reason.

"Humph!"

Du Weiguo suppressed his anger and glanced at him coldly: "Get out! Don't show up in front of me again in the future."

He had just returned to the villa with a gloomy face. In the living room, Kazuo Okada was standing solemnly and bowed solemnly to him:

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Wesley, we really didn't know in advance the Hezheng Council's actions against your property.

From now on, our Yamaguchi-gumi will completely withdraw from the Kansai-kai. From now on, we will be incompatible with the Tsurumasa-kai. "

Okada Kazuo's posture was very humble, as low as the dirt. He was really afraid that the lessons learned from the Tsurugai Council were bloody before his eyes.

He was really worried that due to Du Wei's national prosperity, he would not miss his old friendship and just rip off his head, uprooting the Yamaguchi-gumi as well.

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and exhaled the smoke irritably: "President Okada, this matter has nothing to do with you. You can't stop it even if you want to."

What he said was the truth. You must know that the man behind this incident was the deputy speaker of the House of Lords, a mere gangster named Yamaguchi Gumi.

But upon hearing these words, Okada Kazuo suddenly felt as if he had been granted amnesty, bowed deeply, and wished he could burst into tears of gratitude:

"Thank you for your understanding, sir. We, the Yamaguchi-gumi, are willing to be the vanguard for what your next step will be."

Du Weiguo waved his hand:

"Okay, President Okada, it's enough for you to have this intention. You don't need to participate in this matter. I can just handle it myself."

Okada Kazuo licked his lips subconsciously:

"Hey, I understand. I'll take my leave now. Sir, if you need anything, please let me know as soon as possible. Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, our Yamaguchi group will never refuse."

After Okada Kazuo left, Mei Lin came over, glanced at Du Weiguo with a half-smile, and said in a teasing tone:

"What? Boss, have you provoked a big tiger? What should we do next? Should we continue to fight, or should we go home directly?"

Merlin has been ups and downs for hundreds of years, and he is already familiar with the basics of human nature. When he saw Du Weiguo's black face, he immediately guessed it.

After Du Weiguo pondered for a moment, his tone became determined and murderous:

"We must keep fighting!"

Merlin raised his eyebrows: "Copy that! Then Sukari and I will continue tonight."

Du Weiguo shook his head and held his shoulders: "Merlin, you can rest and take a look around Tokyo. I will do the work tonight myself."

Merlin shrugged nonchalantly: "Okay, you are the boss, you have the final say."

Du Weiguo turned to Kamada Jiro again: "Kamada, please help me immediately check the residence of Senate Vice President Shota Matsumoto."

As soon as he heard this name, Kamada Jiro was so shocked that his pupils trembled and his whole body trembled. However, he did not dare to have any doubts. Just when he was about to agree, he heard Du Weiguo add another sentence in a faint tone.

"Forget it, I guess you can't find it either. I'd better ask Ryota Takahashi directly."

Jiro Kamada lowered his head in shame: "I'm sorry, sir, I'm so useless."

At night, Tokyo, Chiyoda District, Jimbocho, is a traditional Japanese garden that is quiet amidst the bustle, simple on the outside and luxurious on the inside.

This is Shota Matsumoto's residence.

This courtyard has a three-part layout, and Shota Matsumoto’s living room is located in the middle courtyard.

At this moment, in the reception room of the central courtyard, Shota Matsumoto was sitting on his knees on the floor, drinking tea and chatting with a middle-aged man in a leisurely manner.

Shota Matsumoto has white beard and hair, tall, thin, and sinister. He is 52 years old. He was born in the Kwantung Army. He was a fierce general when he was young. He participated in World War II and visited Nomonhan, China, and Iwo Jima. He was decisive in killing.

The person talking to him was also a big shot, the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Hiroshi Sanada.

The two of them spoke very softly and slowly, occasionally taking a sip of tea, leisurely and leisurely. It was not until nearly midnight that Sanada Hiroshi got up and left.

After seeing off Hiroshi Sanada, Shota Matsumoto's face suddenly darkened, and he stood in front of the bedroom porch for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

A moment later, a young and pretty woman wearing a traditional plain kimono, walking quietly, came behind him and gently put a coat on him.

"Sir, it's getting cold and the night is deep. You have an old injury. Please rest early."

Shota Matsumoto turned his head, frowned, and his voice was low and full of oppression:

"Kayano Ai, from your point of view, is this evil beast really invincible?"

Kayano Ai is a ninja, and her family has served the Matsumoto clan for generations. Yes, even in the 20th century, Japan still retains some of its barbaric ancient traditions of hereditary service.

She has superb skills and elusiveness. She is not only the best bodyguard, but also the most awesome assassin. She has silently helped Matsumoto Shota deal with his enemies many times.

After pondering for a moment, she still chose to state truthfully:

"Sir, my knowledge is limited. I can't be sure whether the Evil God is invincible. However, I estimate that I can't even block one of his moves, and I may even die without even seeing his face."

"Huh? Such an exaggeration? Do you have any basis for it?"

Upon hearing this, Shota Matsumoto's brows suddenly furrowed even deeper, and Ai Kayano explained softly with a complex expression:

"Yes, sir, let alone the past achievements of Evil God in other regions, he has also made several attacks in Japan, most of which occurred in unknown underground areas.

He once single-handedly destroyed the long-established Jiuju sect, and even forced back nearly a hundred Onmyoji from Tsuchimikado Shinto with just one person. "

Having said this, Kayano Ai paused and moaned in an almost chanting tone:

"Sir, any one of these people is a master that I may not be able to deal with even if I try my best. The God of Evil is a recognized god in the dark world, and he is an extremely elusive master~"

In fact, Kayano Ai had vaguely advised Matsumoto Shota not to covet Pachinko and provoke Du Weiguo.

However, she spoke softly, and Shota Matsumoto was always arrogant, so he didn't listen at all.

At this moment, on the eaves of the house more than ten meters above their heads, Du Weiguo squatted like a statue, barely breathing, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Hey, this little girl knows her stuff. I'll let you live later." Du Weiguo thought to himself. (End of chapter)