Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

At 4 o'clock in the morning, everything is silent. The night before Buddha's dawn is extremely dark.

Changhua County, Lukang Ship Repair Yard, when the CIA's field operations commander, Jones, nicknamed Big Bear, led the team back to Guishou's office.

The two remaining men lay on the cold ground, both in a deep coma caused by the physical impact.

And it is foreseeable that they will remain in a coma for at least the next few days, and the ghost hands and the bag of cash on the table have also disappeared.

"Dangdang!"

Jones smashed several steel engravings on the table angrily.

Although this big brown bear-like man looks grumpy, he is actually quite powerful.

Tonight's encirclement and suppression operation was carefully planned in advance, and the North Korean special agent named Kim Zhongxun was finally killed by him.

Although the sniper he dealt with escaped, the most important gravure steel mold sea was snatched back by him, but this thing was completely useless.

No, it's a bit inaccurate to say it's a waste product. This 10-yuan dollar bill engraving is only a semi-finished product, and some of the patterns haven't been finished yet.

It doesn't require any professional equipment, let alone experts. Even if you just observe it carefully with the naked eye, you can easily distinguish it.

Therefore, the cunning guy Guishou who sacrificed his life rather than his wealth, even if he was about to die, he still dealt a cruel blow to Jin Zhongxun.

This old fox must have calculated the time accurately. He didn't tell where the half-finished product was buried until he definitely didn't have time to look carefully.

"Madefak, who came out of nowhere to interfere again?"

Jones scratched his scalp vigorously and muttered to himself angrily, then turned and yelled at the men beside him:

"Donald, what the hell are you doing? Have you finished the investigation? What on earth were Doug and the others knocked unconscious by?

Also, who is this bastard who suddenly jumped out to disrupt the situation? How did he escape with the ghost hand? "

Jones knew very well what his men were capable of, and Gui Shou would never be able to knock them out. He was also very confident in his arrangements, and Gui Shou would not be able to escape on his own.

Therefore, someone must have rescued him, or of course, he might have been kidnapped.

Donald is a short, fat, short-sighted, slightly balding middle-aged man. He is Jones's trace inspection expert.

Perhaps out of habit, Donald simply ignored Jones's rage and continued to patiently examine the injuries of the two special agents and the traces left on the ground.

After a long time, he slowly stood up, his face a little solemn:

"Head, Doug and the others suffered severe concussions. They were probably knocked unconscious by a ball-shaped hard object, an iron object the size of a baseball."

"Iron ball? Is it the kind of iron gall that Chinese people rub on their hands?"

Jones frowned, and Donald shook his head firmly:

"No, the iron balls are all smooth. The iron balls that knocked out Doug and the others had obvious lines on the surface. They were more like baseballs, uh, or grenades."

"Wardfark, are you saying that this guy knocked out Doug and the others with a grenade? Donald, are you drunk?"

"Of course not, Jones, I'm sober and I feel incredible."

Pushing up his glasses frame, Donald's eyes flashed with complexity, and he continued:

"But there is something even more incredible. As for how this guy escaped with his ghost hands, based on the current investigation results.

I can only say that he jumped out of the window with his ghost hands, but he did not land. "

Upon hearing this, Jones became furious and grabbed his neck:

"What? He didn't land, what the hell do you mean? Donald, you mean he flew away with ghost hands?"

Donald looked helpless, slowly opened Jones's palm, and shrugged:

"Boss, I also know that this cannot be explained at all, but judging from the current traces, the conclusion is this.

For further more detailed inspections, we can only wait until daybreak, visibility improves, and more professional equipment is invested, and then we may be able to make other discoveries. "

"Fake!"

Jones punched the table hard, impotent and furious.

At this moment, about 50 kilometers east of Changhua County, there is Wandou Mountain and Changguan Temple.

Wandao is actually quite a magical place. Even though it is not a big place, there are a lot of temples, dojos, churches and the like. It is said that there are more than 10,000 of them.

Moreover, the people here have a very wide range of beliefs, and they live in peace with each other. Almost all the gods and Buddhas who can be named can find their own dojo here. It can be called a place where gods gather.

For example, this Chang Guan Temple located in the dense forest is the dojo of Samantabhadra and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, one of the three sages of Huayan.

This temple is not large in size, old and deserted, but it is still tidy.

In a secluded Zen room in the backyard, Du Weiguo held a cigarette in his mouth, leaned lazily on the bed, and glanced sideways at the ghost hand lying on the ground.

"I said, Wu Dongyuan, it's almost over. The ground is quite damp and quite cool. Are you addicted to pretending to be sleeping?"

Wu Dongyuan is the original name of Guishou, this old guy is very clever.

Du Weiguo held back his strength when he attacked him. In fact, he had woken up an hour ago, but he endured the pain and pretended to be unconscious.

He was probably stalling for time, waiting for rescue from the CIA, or trying to confuse Du Weiguo and take the opportunity to escape.

Hearing Du Weiguo's voice, Guishou remained motionless and paralyzed on the spot, as if he really fell into a deep coma. His acting skills were superb, and even his eyeballs did not move at all.

Damn, he is really a piece of meat. Du Weiguo was angry and funny, and winked at Wu Chang who was already eager to try.

After receiving Du Weiguo's signal, Wu Chang was immediately excited. He nodded solemnly, and then without saying a word, he flew up and kicked the wound on Guishou's thigh hard.

"what!"

The heartbreaking pain caused the ghost hand to break through his defense instantly. He could no longer continue the performance and couldn't help but let out a shrill wail.

However, Wu Chang has a dull personality, and besides, he also wants to perform well in front of the Patriarch.

He didn't care that Guishou was no longer pretending to be dizzy. He just kept a sullen face, pursed his lips, and kicked hard one after another without saying a word.

"Ah~ah~ no, no more kicking, I, I'm convinced!"

The ghost hand was kicked until he howled like a ghost and rolled on the ground like a reptile. He begged for mercy without any words, but Du Weiguo did not stop, but continued to smoke expressionlessly.

This old man is very scheming and cunning as a fox. It is really necessary to show off his power and make him suffer a little.

As for these laborious tasks, Du Weiguo now maintains his own identity, so it is really difficult for him to do it himself.

Impermanence is a rough guy, but he also knows that Du Weiguo must keep this person useful. Therefore, although he tried his best with every kick, he cleverly avoided the vital points and only caused pain.

After a long time, Guishou was kicked to the point of dying, and even his whining became weak. Only then did Du Weiguo raise his hand and call out Wu Chang.

After putting out the cigarette butt, Du Weiguo said in a joking tone: "What? You woke up now? It's still early, how about you sleep a little longer?"

"No, no, boss, I, I was wrong. I don't dare to do it anymore. I will definitely obey your orders."

Guishou's nose was kicked open, his face was covered with blood, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he looked particularly miserable. He tried his best to get up and knelt on the ground, without dignity, and begged like a mangy dog.

"Wu Dongyuan, the engravings that Jin Zhongxun took just now are only semi-finished products, so where are the finished products?"

Du Weiguo's tone was very indifferent, as if he was stating an insignificant matter, but when Guishou heard it, it was like a bolt from the blue, and he was completely dumbfounded.

"Ah~ What, what engraving? I, I don't know~"

Even though he was as smart as a ghost, he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly.

The matter of making engravings for the North Korea General Investigation Bureau was both top secret and a disaster. Apart from himself and Kim Jong-hoon, only Jones from the CIA knew about it.

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered:

"Oh? It seems that your mind is still not fully awake? It's okay, don't worry, you can slowly recall it."

After saying that, he winked at Wu Chang again, Wu Chang immediately understood, rounded his arms, and slapped Guishou's thin face hard.

"Snapped!"

With the loud slap, two black and yellow back molars also flew out. This guy was used to eating betel nut, and his teeth were ruined.

Guishou relied on his craftsmanship to make a living. He was short and thin, with not much flesh on his body. And this slap was given by Wu Chang with great force. How could he withstand it? He was whipped so hard that he spun around in circles several times, half of his face was red and swollen, and his eyes were spinning and turning black.

Guishou has been around for a long time and knows how to survive. Although he was dizzy, his survival instinct still prompted him to hurriedly apologize:

"Uncle, don't, don't fight, I said, I said!"

"Snapped!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he received another powerful and heavy blow on the face. Du Weiguo hadn't shouted to stop, so Wu Chang would not get sick naturally.

This time Wu Chang was using his backhand, and he couldn't hold back his strength, and his eyes were a little straight when he looked at the ghost hand.

"Okay, stop for a moment." Du Weiguo was afraid that he would be stunned, so he quickly shouted to Wu Chang.

Ghost Hand's current image is extremely miserable, with his left and right cheeks all swollen, his eyes slightly blurred, and blood constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Du Weiguo ordered Chao Wuchang: "Go and get some water, help him wash his face and keep him refreshed."

"Okay, sir." Wu Chang responded happily, turned around and walked out neatly.

This Bodhisattva ashram located deep in the mountains has little incense and is extremely quiet. There are only a few old monks in the huge temple.

The host is a distant relative of Wu Chang. After he was orphaned as a child, he lived here for a few years during the most difficult time. As an adult, he has continued to support and support this place. He is very familiar with it.

"Wow~"

A moment later, Gui's hand was showered with a basin of cold well water. He shivered violently, and his eyes instantly returned to clarity.

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette again and looked at the ghost hands kneeling on the ground with trembling eyes:

"How is it? Wu Dongyuan, have you recovered your memory now?"

Guishou looked into Du Weiguo's seductive black eyes, and trembled for a moment. He no longer dared to cheat, and nodded honestly:

"Boss, I have hidden the finished carvings. I can take you to get them."

Du Weiguo curled up the corner of his mouth and teased with a half-smile:

"Oh, you old fox, you really don't shed tears until you see the coffin, impermanence, again~~"

Guishou glanced at Wu Chang in fear, waved his hands anxiously and said:

"No, no, boss, I really didn't lie. I hid the carving in the Longjing Mountain Cemetery. The terrain of that place is complicated, and only I know the specific address."

Du Weiguo frowned slightly. He knew nothing about the nearby terrain and could only turn his head and cast an inquiring look at Wu Chang.

"Where is the cemetery in Longjingshan? Is it Cemetery No. 6 or Sankuacuo Cemetery?"

Wu Chang had already entered into the role. He was very clumsy and naturally took the microphone from Du Weiguo.

Upon hearing this, Guishou was shocked all over and looked at Wu Chang in astonishment. Apparently, he had been asked something important.

"Here, boss, you, are you a local?"

Wu Chang slapped him on the head unceremoniously:

"Sa Xiao, I am impermanent. In front of my boss, you better not play tricks."

"Nothing, impermanence?"

Guishou was stunned, his pupils were shaking, he looked at Wu Chang blankly, and then subconsciously turned to look at Du Weiguo.

Of course he knew about impermanence. This guy was a popular member of the underworld in Bay Island. He killed a high-ranking official in the street, got into a fight with the military and police, and retired with great success.

Such a peerless fierce man has basically touched the ceiling of the Jianghu people, and the brothers on the road naturally admire him.

However, for a person like him, he kept calling Du Weiguo boss, and he was submissive and respectful.

So, what is Du Weiguo's earth-shattering identity?

Seeing his eyes rolling around, he must be scheming something, Wu Chang didn't even bother with Du Weiguo's instructions, slapped him again without hesitation, and shouted:

"The Yan family shovel! What am I asking you? Why are you pretending to be stupid?"

Seeing that Wu Chang was about to move again, Guishou quickly huddled up and raised his hands: "No, don't fight, Brother Wu Chang, I say, I say."

Immediately, he raised his head tremblingly, glanced at Du Weiguo's face with a sly look, and asked cautiously:

"Boss, this, I have been doing this carving for nearly 2 years from copying to engraving. I am old and my eyesight is no longer good~~"

"Sa Xiao, you dare to make terms, I will kill you!"

Wu Chang yelled and interrupted him, and kicked him to the ground. He was about to deal with it harshly, but was stopped by Du Weiguo.

"Impermanence, you are right in what you said, thieves also have their own ways, we are not bandits, robbers, we have to be reasonable.

Mr. Wu Dongyuan is a craftsman, and it is only natural that people make money from their craftsmanship, don’t you think? "

Du Weiguo looked at Guishou with a teasing look. When he heard this, he burst into tears. He quickly got up and knelt on the ground, bowed and said with choked sobs:

"Boss Yuntian is righteous and his eyes are as bright as a torch. You are my Wu Dongyuan's reborn parents..."

"Haha, so, how much do you want?"

Du Weiguo sneered and changed the subject, interrupting his rainbow fart.

Guishou was choked and choked on his words. He quickly glanced at Du Weiguo's face and then muttered:

"Big brother, the quality of this engraving is extremely high, and it can be mistaken for the real one. Once the counterfeit banknotes are printed, they will appear in the world.

I immediately became a thorn in the CIA's side, and I definitely couldn't stay in Bay Island. I had to run away, and I had to remain anonymous..."

Guishou was rambling on, but Wu Chang interrupted him rudely: ""Beibei, let's get straight to the point! "

"Yes Yes."

Guishou glanced at Du Weiguo with an extremely flattering look:

"Boss, you have a majestic and majestic attitude. You can tell that you are a man of great skill and great things. I, I want 3, no, 500 million US dollars for retirement."

Good guy! Du Weiguo's face was expressionless, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this ghost hand really wants money rather than his life.

The old saying goes that people die for money and birds die for food. This is absolutely true. This ghost hand is a living example.

Even though his life was in someone else's hands, and he knew clearly that the person standing in front of him was a murderous master, he still dared to speak like a lion.

"Are you crazy about money? Today next year, can I burn it for you?"

Before Du Weiguo spoke, Wu Chang became angry. He didn't know what the engraving in Guishou's mouth was, but he knew the value of 500 million US dollars.

The current Taiwan dollar is worthless. 500 million U.S. dollars, according to the current exchange rate, is almost 2 million Taiwan dollars.

Before Wu Chang, a killer who licked blood every day and worked as a killer for several years, only accumulated about 2000 million in total.

"Boss, this carving is my hard work. It's a cornucopia of money that can make money. Let alone millions, even hundreds of millions, even billions!"

When it came to his professional field, Gui Shou actually forgot about his situation and became uncharacteristically tough, with an extremely confident tone.

Wu Chang was so angry that his head was filled with smoke, and he was about to explode, but Du Weiguo pressed his hand on him, signaling him to calm down.

He glanced at Guishou indifferently and questioned with a chuckle.

"Oh, money is not the problem. The question is, have you tried this engraving? What if it turns out to be just waste paper like shit?"

Upon hearing this, Gui Shou got really excited. He straightened up subconsciously, increased his volume, and retorted with a stiff neck:

"It's impossible. I've already tried it. The engravings and patterns I made can definitely look fake and real. Even Citigroup National Bank can't tell the difference!"

"Really? Very good. Since you are so confident, when I get the engraving, I will print 5000 million for you first."

"Uh~"

Guishou was stunned, and his face visibly fell down, as if he was mourning for his heir. (End of chapter)