Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

In the small red brick building, including the basement, except for Manny, there were a total of 15 people, all of whom were fierce and strong men.

There are three people in the basement, who are currently interrogating Manny. There are five people on the first floor, all armed with weapons and on guard at various key positions. On the second and third floors, there are several big men sleeping in their clothes.

Du Weiguo sneaked in from an empty room on the third floor. The Kusanagi sword was extremely sharp and cut through the window with silky smoothness without even a sound.

As long as the weapon is sharp enough, it will penetrate the flesh silently. The two big men who were sleeping on the third floor returned to the arms of the Lord in their dreams and walked away quite peacefully.

Following the same pattern, Du Weiguo quietly eliminated a few people on the second floor, and then came to the stairs on the first floor like a ghost.

There were two people standing by the window of the living room, eyes unblinking, always paying attention to what was going on outside. There were two people standing at the entrance to the basement, smoking and chatting softly.

The last guy was swinging a shortwave radio on the coffee table in the center of the living room.

When Du Weiguo suddenly appeared at the door of the basement, the two big men who were smoking seemed to have seen a ghost. Their eyes suddenly opened wide and their cigarette butts dropped to the ground in fear.

The next moment, a thin line of blood appeared in their throats almost at the same time. Just as they were about to raise their hands, their heads slipped silently, and hot blood rose into the sky from their necks.

"Chi~"

The sound of blood splattering still attracted the attention of several other people, and a look of annoyance suddenly appeared on Du Weiguo's face.

Damn, I lost my skills! I'm used to teleporting and beheading, and I forgot to hold back my strength!

"Puff puff~"

Now that he was exposed, Du Weiguo simply stopped pretending and suddenly had a silenced pistol in his hand, which instantly blew the heads of three minions.

Almost at the same time, Du Weiguo kicked open the basement door and jumped in like a gust of wind.

The three big men below had just heard the door knock, and subconsciously turned their heads, only to see a blurry shadow, and were shot in the head before they could make any reaction.

As for the living mouth? Du Weiguo was not interested, nor did he care who they were, they were just dead people.

The next day, in the early morning, the genius was bright.

On the outskirts of Bratislava, heavy snow falls.

When we arrived here, we were already in the territory of Czechoslovakia. At present, this country has not been disintegrated and divided, and it can be regarded as one of the few industrial powers in Europe.

On the empty road, an ice-blue Skoda Octavia car crossed the road at a top speed of 110 kilometers per hour. A burst of snow and fog suddenly rolled up from the rear of the car.

The person who dared to drive like this on a road as smooth as a mirror in a world of ice and snow, the driver was naturally Du Weiguo, a highly skilled and courageous driver.

At the current speed, we will arrive in Munich around noon.

However, there is always an insurmountable chasm between ideas and reality, and even Du Weiguo cannot cross it.

At this moment, Manny, who was lying in the back seat, her face was as red as blood. She had a high fever and fainted. If she didn't go to the hospital, she would be burned into a fool even if she was lucky enough to survive.

Early this morning, while Manny was waiting for Du Weiguo in the safe house, she was suddenly attacked by a group of Irish lunatics.

Although she resisted desperately and killed two people brazenly, because she was outnumbered, she was eventually knocked unconscious by a concussive bullet and was taken away.

Afterwards, Manny encountered abuse, torture, and torture. She seemed calm, but in fact, she had reached the limit both mentally and physically.

After being rescued by Du Weiguo, the string that had always been tight in her heart was instantly broken, and she fainted directly and lost consciousness.

"Damn, this is so troublesome!"

Through the rearview mirror, Du Weiguo glanced at Manny, who had shrunk into a ball and was trembling. He patted the steering wheel heavily and cursed angrily.

About a few dozen kilometers further west is the border of Vienna. Of course, the mere border cannot stop the powerful Du Weiguo.

However, without Manny's help, Du Weiguo would still be blind even if he teleported all the way to Munich. He didn't know where to find the old Nazi's manor, let alone the slippery stinger.

Du Weiguo had no choice but to turn the steering wheel hard and pull the handbrake. The Skoda instantly swung its tail beautifully, drifted and turned around, heading towards the city.

Bratislava was the capital of later Slovakia and the second largest city in Czechoslovakia today, but it only had a population of several hundred thousand.

To put it bluntly, it is just a small town. In the vastness of China, it is probably not even as good as a larger county town.

At the largest People's Hospital in the city center, although Du Weiguo doesn't speak the language and has an awkward Asian face, fortunately he has the ability to make money.

“Who knows English!”

Du Weiguo stood at the door of the hospital, supporting Manny, and casually took out a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills from his travel bag, which amounted to several thousand dollars.

As soon as he finished speaking, several doctors who were proficient in English came out and received him very warmly.

Ten minutes later, Manny went through a series of examinations and was pushed into the single ward with the best conditions. The most expensive medicine was hung up, and everything was arranged properly.

This is the scary thing about money's ability, money can communicate with gods!

Manny's syncope was caused by a high fever. Due to her strong physical condition, she woke up in less than an hour after taking special antipyretics.

"Hug, I'm sorry, Wesley, I held you back."

The first time she woke up, Manny struggled to get up, opened and closed her chapped lips, and apologized hurriedly to Du Weiguo.

Indeed, if it hadn't been for her delay in the trip, according to the original plan, they would have arrived in Munich and made arrangements in advance before Foxiao.

"It's okay. There should be enough time. You should have a good sleep first and we'll set off again in the afternoon."

The deal was done, the matter was at this point, and there was no point in complaining. Du Weiguo reached out to support her, and handed her a glass of warm salt and sugar water with a smile, speaking in a gentle tone.

Manny was also very thirsty, so she nodded gratefully. She drank it all in one breath, and became more energetic, and her brain became more active.

"Wesley, how about I contact Director Reina and ask her to send some people to Munich first to monitor Dim's manor?"

Dim is the old Nazi, and Manny is very smart. She knows that the most urgent task at the moment is to rush to Munich immediately and kill the Stinger as soon as possible.

This guy is cunning and slippery, and his skills are not weak. If he goes too late, he may have killed Dim and escaped.

Du Weiguo shook his head:

"No, Stinger is a very thief. I already showed up in Budapest last night. If we expand the scope of the situation now, it will easily scare him.

In addition, this bastard is also a superpower, possessing the ability to sense space. If he rashly asks ordinary people to monitor him, it will be easy to alert him. "

Du Weiguo's words have two meanings. First, he doesn't trust the ability of the Sixth Bureau to keep secrets secret, or he doesn't trust the power of Reina's family in Europe.

On this point, Manny, who had just been stabbed in the back and almost lost her life, also felt the same way, and it was irrefutable.

Secondly, Du Weiguo also vaguely reminded Manny that the world of capable people is treacherous and unpredictable and cannot be understood by ordinary people. Ordinary people are just lambs to be slaughtered.

Manny was smart and understood instantly. She had a shy look on her face and muttered:

"I'm sorry, Wesley, it's all my fault for being so useless~"

Du Weiguo pushed her back onto the bed and interrupted her:

"Okay, you go get some sleep. I'm hungry, so I just want to go out and look for something to eat."

As soon as I walked out of the ward, I saw a white woman standing at the door. This woman was very young and beautiful. She was very beautiful.

She was very tall and wore a dark gray, unusually loose, long woolen coat, but she still couldn't hide her round and graceful figure.

The woman is blond, has three-dimensional facial features, is handsome, and has fair skin, like the most delicate mutton-fat jade. Of course, these are not the focus.

The key point is her temperament, which is cold and gentle at the same time, and there is a hint of holiness in her big blue eyes.

Yes, she is holy. Her eyes are calm, serene, compassionate, solemn, and distant, just like the angels in shrines and murals.

Ever since Du Weiguo went out, the woman's eyes had not blinked for a moment, staring at him, obviously directed at him.

Du Weiguo's curiosity was aroused by this woman with a unique temperament: "Looking for me?"

"You are a sinner!"

The woman's red lips parted slightly, her voice was cold, and her tone was particularly determined, as if it was a final judgment, with a hint of no rebuttal.

She spoke British English with a clear accent, but when she heard this, Du Weiguo smiled, and at the same time his sword eyebrows were raised, like a sword being unsheathed.

"Sinner? Who are you? A nun from the church?"

Du Weiguo's tone was playful and cynical.

While speaking, his eyes were focused, and he looked up and down at the woman like a knife. He still had a certain baseline and rarely used his clairvoyance eyes to scan women.

This woman's assets are quite high, and she is definitely not a swindler. She has a slim figure and a well-shaped body, which is almost as good as Anna, the vase specially trained by the KGB. However, this woman's body is covered with tattoos. Her arms, thighs, shoulders, abdomen, and even ankles are all densely covered with dark cursive tattoos on her fair skin.

These words were all in Latin. Du Weiguo didn't even know a single word, but at first glance, they looked like some kind of religious teaching.

"You are a sinner! Every pore in your body is filled with sin. You need to repent immediately and forgive your sins."

The woman did not answer Du Weiguo's question, but continued to speak righteously, with firm eyes and a stern tone, as if she was reading out a verdict.

Killing one person is a sin, but killing ten thousand people is considered a hero!

Du Weiguo holds tens of thousands of lives in his hands. Even if he really goes to the underworld, the Lord of Hell will probably have to fawn over him. Who dares to judge him?

Damn, this bitch must be a lunatic who has been brainwashed by religion. Du Weiguo laughed angrily at her and waved his hand impatiently:

"Huh? Are you really mentally ill? Are you a patient who escaped from the psychiatric ward? Get away now."

Facing Du Weiguo's expulsion, the woman remained unmoved. She took two steps forward slowly and stood in front of him, her eyes blazing and her tone faint:

"You must sincerely repent and atone for your sins, otherwise, you will inevitably fall into the endless flame hell like the filthiest maggot, and endure the scorching fire day and night for eternity."

Damn it!

This was already considered a curse, and it was also very low-level and childish, with no technical content. Du Weiguo's violent temper suddenly came to his fore.

If he hadn't seen that this woman was pretty enough, had a hot figure, and pitied her for being stupid at such a young age, Du Weiguo would have kicked her away.

"Go away!"

Du Weiguo suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed her shoulder as if to shoo away flies.

With his current explosive attributes, his movements and movements were filled with irresistible force, and the woman suddenly flew out sideways like a rag doll.

"boom!"

The woman hit the corridor wall hard and fell to the ground like mud.

Du Weiguo was too lazy to pay attention to this crazy bitch and raised his feet to leave. Unexpectedly, the woman gritted her teeth and climbed up, blocking him again.

"Indiscriminate use of force is the most incompetent sign. You have fallen into too deep a trap. You must repent immediately. I guarantee you will be reborn."

The woman was hit quite hard this time, and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, but her tone was still firm, with a touching and sacred meaning.

"Oh, it's hopeless."

Du Weiguo sneered in his heart, but at this moment, he was curious about the church that brainwashed this woman. There was something about it.

"Then where should I go to repent? The Catholic Church? Should I squat in a prayer room and confess the sins I have committed to the Supreme Lord?"

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and said in a teasing tone, but the woman firmly shook her head in denial and said seriously:

"No, those Catholic idiots are all liars who believe in evil gods."

"Oh? Then how do I repent?"

Du Weiguo was really surprised to hear that the woman did not hesitate to slander Catholicism and even defined God as an evil god.

You know, this is Europe, the stronghold of Catholicism, and there are absolutely very few people who dare to speak like this.

The woman raised her hand and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and her voice became calm and cold again: "Come with me."

After speaking, the woman turned around, no longer looked at him, and walked towards the stairs.

Du Weiguo looked at the background where she had disappeared. Even though he was well-informed, he was a little confused. Damn it, is this playing hard to get? Are you overconfident?

But he had to admit that this woman really aroused his curiosity, and now he really wanted to follow her and have a look.

Turning back, he glanced at Manny lying on the hospital bed through the door. She was not sleeping, but just closing her eyes and concentrating. The hand hidden under the quilt was tightly holding the silenced pistol with the safety open, and she was on guard. Very strong.

It's clear daylight now, and it's in a crowded public place like a hospital. It's too easy to reveal flaws. No one should be stupid and reckless.

Thinking of this, Du Weiguo no longer hesitated and walked in the direction the woman left.

At the entrance of the hospital, heavy snow was falling. The woman hugged her shoulders and stood quietly on the roadside, letting the snowflakes fall on her shoulders, her aura feeling cold.

Seeing Du Weiguo following him out, her eyes subconsciously glanced at the leather travel bag in his hand, and a trace of undetectable confusion flashed in her eyes.

"It's good that you're here. You can still be saved. As long as you sincerely repent, you~~"

Du Weiguo was a little tired of her nagging words, so he interrupted her rudely:

"Stop talking nonsense and lead the way."

Half an hour later, Du Weiguo followed the woman and walked in circles to a somewhat remote theater on the Danube River.

This theater is called the Rose Theater, but it must have been closed and abandoned for a long time. Even the outer skin is faded and peeling.

Du Weiguo flicked the cigarette butt away and said jokingly:

"That's it? Hela, your place of repentance is simple enough, what? Is the god you believe in bankrupt?"

Hela is this woman's name. Facing Du Weiguo's disrespectful blasphemy, her face remained calm and her voice remained calm:

"Only those corrupt, stupid, and greedy evil gods will pursue magnificent virtual images. The true God we believe in doesn't despise these at all."

She is so stubborn. This crazy bitch is so poisoned that she is definitely hopeless. She has lost her good skin for nothing.

Du Weiguo thought secretly in his heart and kept talking:

"Oh, Hela, let me ask you, who is the true god you believe in?"

When Hela heard this question, Hela frowned rarely, her eyes showing obvious confusion. This was the first time she showed such a strong emotional expression.

Just now, when she hit the wall, her face remained calm, but in just a moment, she returned to her poker face:

"Come in with me and you will know."

At this moment, in Sijiu City, which is thousands of miles away, it is also snowing all over the sky, and it is extremely cold.

At the train station, a military jeep with a shed drove directly to the platform. Yang Caiyu, wearing a 63-style military coat and carrying a small travel bag, got out of the car.

Tang Ahong was already waiting at the platform. When she saw Yang Caiyu, she quickly ran over:

"Caiyu, why did you only bring so few things? We have to go for many days."

Yang Caiyu's eyes were red, it was obvious that she had just cried, her voice was hoarse, and she steeled herself to reply:

"It's okay. I brought compressed biscuits and cans, which should be enough."

Tang Ahong was going to go abroad with her as a follower this time. She was very excited and ignored Yang Caiyu's emotions. Her tone was full of excitement:

"Caiyu, I heard it's also very cold in Berlin. You have such a small bag, don't you bring a change of clothes?"

Yang Caiyu's expression was stifled and speechless.

She knew very well that when she got outside, even if she couldn't see Du Weiguo right away, someone would definitely make arrangements for her.

"Okay, Ah Hong, please stop saying a few words. The train will leave soon, so get on the train quickly."

Lei Qianjun gently patted Tang Ahong and relieved Yang Caiyu.

Lei Qianjun and Chen Jiansheng came to see her off today. They were both recalled by Hu Fei and joined the reorganized fifth department.

Lei Qianjun still served as deputy section chief, and Chen Jiansheng was promoted and became his deputy section chief, making a difference.

This time, Yang Caiyu had to take a train for four days and four nights to Erren City (Erenhot), and then someone would pick her up and send her across the border to Ulaanbaatar.

Then, Yang Caiyu will take a plane to Nur-Sultan, transfer to Kiev, and finally arrive in East Berlin.

"Woo!"

The train whistles for a long time, which is a signal that it is about to depart, reminding passengers to board the train quickly.

Yang Caiyu took a deep breath, suppressed the overwhelming emotions and the tears that were about to fall, frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"Brother Lao Lei, Jiansheng, I'm leaving. From now on, I'll be in charge of you and my mother~"

She finally choked up and couldn't speak anymore. Lei Qianjun solemnly promised:

"Caiyu, don't worry, we are at home, as well as Wang Yang, Wang Xiao, Bart and the others will take care of you. Everything will be safe."

Chen Jiansheng also patted his chest and promised:

"Sister-in-law, Aunt Sun will be my biological mother from now on. As long as I am still alive, I will never let her suffer any injustice."

"Okay, okay, thank you, I, I'm leaving!"

Yang Caiyu was so emotional that she could no longer hold back her tears. She covered her face in embarrassment and ran towards the car.

She is about to leave Sijiu City, where she was born and raised for more than 20 years, and even leave her motherland. Her return date is far away! (End of chapter)