Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

"Ow!"

A shrill, inhuman roar suddenly sounded, deafening.

The secret base of the Freemasons is located on the island of Kalimantan. In the deepest part of the second underground floor, the light is dim. A tall and thin figure with extremely fast speed pulls the phantom and rushes in front of Du Weiguo.

"Shh!"

The figure's arms danced like a giant axe, so powerful and heavy that it almost split the space.

But even so, it was still lonely. Du Weiguo just took a step back calmly, and then dodged without a moment's notice.

The owner of the figure is a monster that is barely humanoid. He is completely naked, and his skin is covered with a layer of long dark hair. He is more than two meters tall, with blood-red eyes and fangs turned out.

After missing a hit, the monster roared and rushed towards Du Weiguo again. His arms suddenly crossed and he grabbed like giant steel scissors.

But Du Weiguo was tired of it now and didn't want to tease it any more.

After just a few rounds of testing, he has roughly figured out this guy's identity. This monster is Experimental Subject No. 43, and it is also the most successful experimental subject in this secret base so far.

There was also a weaker one, whose brains had been blown out by Du Weiguo with a custom-made pistol just now.

Its power and speed are 4 to 5 times that of ordinary people. It can see at night, its dynamic nerve reflexes are stronger, certainly more than 6 times, and it also has a strong self-healing ability.

Generally speaking, this monster is very strong. In terms of melee combat ability alone, it should be above Lu Yan and below Merlin.

After dealing with it for a while, Du Weiguo was convinced that this thing definitely had no human consciousness. It was a monster that relied purely on instinct to kill. It had no value in cultivating it and no possibility of taming it.

"Shh!"

In the dark space, a cold light burst out, and Experimental Subject No. 43's arms were cut off at the elbows, and the cuts were as smooth as a mirror.

"Ow~"

The monster was in pain and couldn't help but howl loudly.

However, it only screamed for half a sound before it suddenly stopped. The Kusanagi sword slashed across its neck like lightning, and the monster's ugly head suddenly rose into the sky.

Du Weiguo shook off the blood stained on the Kusanagi sword and looked around with cold eyes. At this moment, the secret base had become a purgatory on earth.

Hundreds of blood skeletons were all killed by headshots. Du Weiguo didn't bother to pay attention to the remaining scientific researchers and logistics staff.

This base will definitely be completely destroyed by Du Weiguo later. By then, even if these weak ordinary people are lucky enough to survive, they will definitely die if they are trapped behind the vast primitive rain forest.

A moment later, a dazzling mushroom cloud suddenly rose in the dense forest.

Merlin, who was hundreds of miles away, felt the slight vibration of the ground beneath his feet. A smile appeared on his lips, and he looked at each other in understanding with Sukari.

Su Kali smiled helplessly: "It's just a waste of time, we don't have to work anymore."

January 1968, 1, winter.

Central Europe, Hungary, Budapest.

Budapest is a beautiful, quiet and simple Central European city. It is full of ancient buildings and statues with a sense of vicissitudes of life, mixed with newly built high-rise buildings, but it is magically coordinated without any sense of disobedience.

On the icy blue Danube River, a new and inconspicuous small yacht slowly sailed. Du Weiguo slowly walked out of the cabin and pressed down the hood of his coat.

Today he wore a hooded, cloak-like black woolen coat with a turtleneck sweater underneath, which basically covered his face and made him look a bit mysterious.

"Wesley, according to the radio frequency you provided, we can only track it to the vicinity of Budapest. If we want to further locate a more precise location, we must contact it directly."

Manny also walked out of the cabin and whispered behind Du Weiguo. Manny's face was flushed and her eyes were moist. She had obviously just finished doing what adults love most.

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette, glanced casually at the buildings on both sides of the river, and nodded noncommittally:

"We will contact you as soon as we land ashore. Do you have all the equipment?"

Manny replied ably:

"Well, the equipment at the safe house is all ready, as well as off-road vehicles and motorcycles, and mobility is guaranteed."

This time, Du Weiguo's secret infiltration into Budapest was the result of the joint efforts of the KGB and MI6.

He first took Natasha's plane and flew all the way to the Romanian city of Grosi, then crossed the border and smuggled into the city of Polgar, and then boarded the yacht driven by Manny and followed the Danube River to Budapest.

His itinerary was decided on a temporary basis, and currently only two people know about it, Natasha and Manny, not even Raina and Nikonov, and they are absolutely unaware of it.

This time Du Weiguo came to Budapest, he had two things to do. The first goal was to behead the current head of the Freemasonry, Burne Perez.

This old Yin Coin is a typical smiling tiger. On the surface, he keeps a low profile, but secretly he is intensively studying blood beasts and trying to create monsters.

His intention is self-evident, naturally it is to deal with Du Weiguo.

The Freemasonry has now been suppressed by Du Weiguo and is not as good as before, and there are even signs of falling apart. However, these are just appearances.

You must know that the essence and core of Freemasonry is a group of extremely wealthy, unscrupulous businessmen, with an entire ethnic group all over the world as the backing, and they will never fall so easily.

Now, as long as Du Weiguo is dead, the Freemasons can be resurrected with full health almost instantly!

Therefore, the old silver coin like Bourne must die, and then be replaced with an obedient, timid one, so that the Freemasonry will fall into internal friction, and the dull knife will pierce the flesh, slowly eating away at this behemoth.

In addition, Du Weiguo's second goal is to kill the lone wolf's ability user killer, Stinger.

This bastard tried to assassinate Yang Caiyu in Sijiu City before, but was discovered by Hao Shanhe, who got angry and killed old Hao Tou.

Du Weiguo has never forgotten this hatred, and has always entrusted the KGB and MI6 to find him all over the world.

However, this bastard was very alert and never showed up. However, on the day Du Weiguo destroyed the base where the ink was used, things finally took a turn for the better.

To be precise, this guy finally took the bait. Du Weiguo paid for it, and Natasha sent an assassination commission to various parties.

The commission price is as high as 300 million US dollars, and the assassination target is a retired general in Munich. This guy was a former Gestapo and had done all kinds of bad things.

He was very wealthy, lived in a large manor in the suburbs, hired dozens of professional bodyguards, and raised dozens of fierce hounds.

But Sting, a greedy guy, couldn't resist the temptation of money after all, so he accepted this commission just yesterday afternoon.

It was winter weather and the cold wind on the river was strong. Manni couldn't help but shiver. She hugged Du Weiguo from behind and asked softly:

"Wesley, that stinger has also emerged? What if he is near Munich and completes the mission before you take action?

Also, what if you made too much noise to assassinate Bourne this time, startled him, and made him escape again? "

Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke and held her in his arms with a smile: "Well, Manny, you have considered it very carefully, but you have two cognitive errors."

Strictly speaking, this is the first time Manny has cooperated with Du Weiguo on a mission alone. She cherishes this rare opportunity very much and wants to do her best to perform well.

Upon hearing this, she immediately asked with a serious expression: "What's the mistake?"

Du Weiguo smiled and rubbed Manny's smooth cheek, and said softly:

"First, you did not study Stinger's record carefully and overestimated his strength. Second, you did not study my record carefully and underestimated my assassination ability."

Stinger, a person with the ability to control objects, also has the ability to sense within a certain range. His ability is not weak, but it is definitely not too strong.

Otherwise, Hao Shanhe would not have been forced to jump over the wall, and the security department of the steel rolling mill would not have been so scared that he ran away.

In addition, he is a Korean-American with a typical Asian face. He wants to assassinate a powerful local gangster in Munich, which is all white.

It is necessary to plan, investigate and formulate a careful action plan in advance. Otherwise, there is not only the risk of capsizing in the ditch, but also death!

The stinger is not invulnerable, nor does it have the ability to heal itself. If it is hit by a bullet, it will still die!

Let’s talk about Du Weiguo. His recent behavior is indeed a bit reckless. He habitually uses force to break through and push forward.

In particular, his most earth-shattering record in the past, the brutal killing of Su'ato among thousands of troops, and the many times he was hardened into an elite regiment, gave people the illusion of being violent, reckless, and unscrupulous.

In fact, assassination is Du Weiguo's special skill. The second-in-command of the CIA and the deputy speaker of the Japanese Senate all fell to his assassination methods.

And his elusive ability can indeed make him the strongest assassin in history. Now, he can confidently shout:

"I am the king of assassins!"

Manny reacted quickly and instantly realized her problem. She was too anxious to show off in front of Du Weiguo, and instead ignored the background check. She was very smart and did not make excuses to excuse herself. Instead, she admitted her mistake straightforwardly:

"Sorry, Wesley, it's true that I didn't do my homework properly. I promise that next time, I will do the most detailed background check in advance."

Du Weiguo's tone was very calm: "It's okay, it won't affect the final result. You just need to do your job well."

Manny vowed: "Okay, I will do my best."

Du Weiguo smiled and tickled her chin:

"By the way, Manny, you said before that the person in charge of Central Europe belongs to the opposite camp to you. Is it really okay for us to borrow the safe house in Budapest?"

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. As long as there are more than three people, they will definitely form gangs, and MI6 is naturally not exempt from this rule.

Even if Mr. J, the head of the Military Intelligence Department, is cunning and has a tight grip on power, he cannot prevent his subordinates from dividing their camps and fighting among themselves.

Of course, this situation may not have been brought about intentionally by him. Decentralization of powers and checks and balances are essential skills for those in power.

Needless to say, Manny is an upstart from the Six Bureaus, the youngest member of the mini-cabinet in history, and a loyal supporter of Reina.

Raina's original backstage was senior councilman Reg, and their camp's sworn enemy was Deputy Director Owen.

Under Irving, he controls the Americas region and several offices in Europe, which can be said to be a very powerful position.

Previously, Du Weiguo helped Reina obtain the distribution map of mineral resources in the Americas in Venezuela, just to steal food from their mouths.

Later, Du Weiguo surrounded Kuiana and started a large-scale construction project. Reina even set up an office in Saint Georgetown, with Manny in charge, which was equivalent to inserting a nail in the anus of Irving and his party.

The two gangs are now really fighting, almost to the point of life and death. This is also the reason why Reina has been staying in London for recuperation.

Don't underestimate the cruelty of internal fighting, especially the internal fighting on hidden fronts, which is even more ferocious and not even inferior to the destructive power caused by a war.

There are countless examples of this throughout the ages, so I won’t go into details.

Du Weiguo was very worried that Manny's behavior of borrowing the safe house and mobilizing resources would be deliberately leaked by Irving.

After hearing this question, Manny thought for a while before answering:

"Probably not. This time I did not apply through official channels. Instead, I directly asked a familiar colleague for help. He was at the same time as my training period. I have known him for many years and we have always had a good relationship."

Du Weiguo nodded noncommittally: "I hope so."

A moment later, in the northern suburbs of the city, there was the Holiday Safari.

The zoo is very large, with dense vegetation, and an abandoned warehouse on the edge. Under the warehouse is the safe house of No. 6.

The space of the safe house is not large, only 7 or 80 square meters in total, but although the sparrow is small, it has all the essentials.

Not only are rest areas and living areas divided, but there are also professional medical areas, and emergency food, water, medicine, weapons, cash, passports, and various equipment are prepared.

Portable long-wave high-frequency radio stations, the latest model of signal locators, batteries, generators, signal interferometers, monitoring equipment, etc. are all available. "

Du Weiguo sat in front of the radio station, lit a cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke, and asked in a relaxed tone:

"Mannie, is there any problem with the equipment?"

Manny expertly adjusted and tested various instruments and equipment while replying calmly:

"no problem."

"What are the requirements for positioning? How long will it take?"

"As long as he replies to our message, it takes about a few minutes to locate the other party."

Du Weiguo nodded with satisfaction: "Mannie, you already know the communication methods I told you before, right?"

Manny took out an Old Testament from her schoolbag and spoke with a firm tone:

"Yes, every three groups of Morse codes correspond to rows, pages, and columns, marking a word."

As the saying goes, there are specialties in the profession. When it comes to killing, no one in the hundred Mannie can be a match for Du Weiguo, but she is a professional spy. In terms of the professional methods of these special agents, Du Weiguo cannot catch up with others.

Du Weiguo raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was now 11.37 noon, and the ink pad should be 10: pm. The time was just right.

"Okay, let's get in touch right away."

Manny quickly found paper and pen, opened the Bible, and asked emphatically: "What's the content?"

After Du Weiguo pondered for a while, he said in a deep voice:

"On January 68, 1, at 4:9 a.m., Experimental Subject No. 24 suddenly showed the ability to teleport to a distance of 43 meters. He then collapsed and fainted. He is currently in an anesthetized sleep state with stable vital signs."

"Okay, I'll be ready soon."

Manny responded and immediately began to search for the corresponding words page by page in the Bible.

A moment later, in the west of Budapest, at the foot of Mount Gliert on the banks of the Danube River, there was a simple and quiet small manor.

The manor is surrounded by dense pine forests, like an isolated island in a dark green ocean, with only a winding path connecting the road.

The area of ​​the manor is not large. The main body is a three-story building. Even the appearance looks a bit old. It is all made of gray-white granite, with a strong sense of aging.

Although the outside of the small building is dusty, the inside is unique and extremely luxurious.

Qingyishui is full of black walnut furniture, royal horse leather sofas, pure crystal chandeliers, and precious antiques placed everywhere.

Even the fire burning in the fireplace is Ancona red walnut from the Alps, and the whole house is filled with a light fragrance.

In the study room on the second floor, Burne Perez, the current head of the Freemasonry, sat behind a large desk, frowning and tapping his fingers lightly on the solid tabletop.

On the table, there is a message written in ink, which is the message Du Weiguo just compiled.

The frequency of the radio station is correct, the code of the message is correct, and the content is also correct. However, the method and habits of this message are different from those in the past.

The connection between the secret base and him has always been personally responsible for Janesa. This old-fashioned old woman has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

She used to find all the words needed for the message within one page, but this time it took three full pages.

"Dylan, what do you think of this message?"

Dylan is a thin, middle-aged white man. He is Bourne's most trusted staff member and his think tank. He usually helps him manage confidential matters and knows most of his secrets.

After thinking about it for a while:

"It's unlikely. If Janessa knew about the situation outside and had extra thoughts, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to send this telegram with obvious loopholes."

Bourne's eyes flickered, he picked up the briar pipe that had been coated with pulp and took a slow puff. His pipe was exactly the same as that damn Charles's.

Bourne slowly exhaled the smoke, nodded first, and then shook his head. His voice was muffled:

"Dylan, is it possible that this message is a trap set by the evil god?"

Dylan frowned slightly and thought for a while before speaking:

"It should be impossible. Base 3 is hidden in the primitive rainforest in no-man's land and is heavily guarded. Even if the Evil God is extremely capable, he will not be able to capture Janessa alive."

After hearing his explanation, Bourne's face brightened slightly, but he was still not reassured and continued to ask:

"Dylan, is there anything unusual in the recent news coming from Murrah County?"

Dylan shook his head and said firmly:

"No, the last contact was three days ago. The base had just completed resource replenishment. Everything else was as normal.

However, due to the intervention of the Evil Gods in Kalimantan, recently there have been scattered resistance forces near Mera County. "

Upon hearing this, Bourne's brows suddenly frowned, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes:

"We must get rid of this beast as soon as possible. His expansion speed is too fast and has seriously oppressed our living space." (End of Chapter)