Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Chapter 1050 How rich is Du Weiguo?

Early in the morning, in the Far East, within the territory of the Republic of Yakutia, which belongs to Mao Xiong, the airspace of Neryungri Continent.

An An-22 transport aircraft painted in gray green with a sword, shield and five-pointed star engraved on the fuselage was soaring steadily above the clouds.

You can tell by looking at the logo that this is a landline aircraft belonging to the KGB.

"Director, Tokyo Emergency!"

In the renovated cabin, a blond, blue-eyed, white-American guy with a capable expression ran up to Natasha in a hurry, holding a fresh message in his hand.

Natasha, who was smoking and thinking, suddenly became stern when she heard this. She stood up and took the telegram, reading it at a glance.

Natasha's brows furrowed into a big knot. She repeated a few key words in a low voice, her tone looking particularly solemn:

"Tokyo is under total martial law, SJ Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., Wakasu Island secret biological laboratory, Mitsui family."

"Whoo~"

Taking a long breath, Natasha pressed hard on her temples, which were throbbing with pain. Her face was so gloomy that she was almost dripping with water, and her voice was full of exhaustion:

"One day, just one day without contact, he started an all-out war with the Mitsui family. Why can't he just calm down for a few days? Is he a perpetual motion machine? He keeps causing trouble."

A behemoth like the Mitsui family, which has existed for hundreds of years, has its tentacles in almost every corner of the world.

Even within the territory of Mao Xiong, there are numerous industries and interests belonging to the Mitsui family. Especially in the Far East, the Mitsui family has a considerable say.

As the saying goes, pulling one hair affects the whole body.

Nowadays, the political situation in Mao Xiong is undergoing drastic changes, and the situation is turbulent. It is not difficult to predict that a new round of political purge will soon usher in.

In this context, even Nikonov, the head of the KGB, had to lie low and dormant, and then took the wrong approach, intending to use the most extreme means to kill political opponents in order to protect himself.

At such a time of crisis, Du Weiguo brazenly launched an all-out war with the Mitsui family.

Then, the KGB, which has always had a close relationship with him, especially the 13th branch under Natasha's command, will inevitably be affected or criticized to a certain extent.

The Nikonov tree has big roots and deep roots, so it is definitely safe to protect itself, but it is hard to tell for Natasha, which is why she behaves so violently.

The capable young agent is called Ivan Trovich. This name is particularly common in Mao Xiong, and is roughly equivalent to Wang Jianguo and Zhou Jianjun in China.

Although Ivan didn't think as deeply as Natasha, as a close assistant, he also knew who the "him" the leader was talking about was.

Subconsciously licking his lips, Ivan tried to persuade him:

"Director, this matter may not be the work of Mr. Wesley, right? At least so far, there is no evidence to prove it~"

"Cut~"

Natasha interrupted him with a cold scoff: "Ivan, use your brain more. Do you think there is anyone in Japan who would dare to provoke the Mitsui family?"

Before Ivan could reply, Natasha continued:

"Also, do you think, besides him, who else in this world dares to single-handedly defeat monsters like the Mitsui family?"

From Natasha's tone, it is not difficult to hear her fear of the Mitsui family.

In fact, this is indeed the case. In the entire Asia, the Mitsui family is the only family that can be handed down for hundreds of years and still stand firm.

Ivan glanced at Natasha's face, bit his lip, and bravely reminded:

"Director, the cable says that the headquarters building of SJ Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. was destroyed by a flock of crows. It is suspected that the animal controller took action. Mr. Wesley does not have this ability."

Natasha was in an extremely unhappy mood at this time, and was refuted by her subordinates one after another. She could no longer control her temper. She raised her eyebrows and cursed coldly:

"Ivan, shut up! Do you think I'm blind? This beast controller who can command crows is most likely his new subordinate, or he just took action for this beast controller."

It has to be said that Natasha, the director of the Special Operations Division who specializes in serving Du Weiguo, is very competent.

At least she knew Du Weiguo well enough to hit the nail on the head with just a few lines of scrawled text.

Ivan had a scolded expression on his face and didn't dare to say anything anymore. Natasha didn't bother to pay attention to him. She just lit a cigarette and smoked most of it in one breath.

Then he exhaled smoke heavily, looked at the telegram again, and cursed angrily:

"Made, you can control tens of thousands of crows. Damn it! We have been looking for him all over the world for more than a year.

Until now, only 5 ability users have been found, and 3 of them have useless abilities and cannot be used for much purpose.

Having said this, Natasha became even more angry and hammered the table hard:

"Mader, how come Wesley is so lucky? No matter where he goes, he can easily meet powerful people with abilities."

In fact, the minority group of capable people has existed since ancient times.

Such as Yabailong, Jiuju Clan, Brotherhood, Order Society, Tsuchimikado Shinto, Noah Legion, these are all organizations of capable people.

It's just that these people used to act very low-key, or hide in the city and remain invisible, or live in isolation and rarely appear in the public eye, or they are cruel and ruthless and directly silence them and eliminate all witnesses who have seen them. .

The most important thing is that although the abilities of these ability users are weird and beyond imagination, they are not that terrifying and rarely have a huge impact.

However, ever since Du Weiguo came into being and accomplished countless earth-shattering things, governments around the world have begun to pay attention to this extremely small group of people with abilities.

Currently, officials from various countries, including intelligence agencies, are intensively searching for ability users, trying to take them into their own hands, or to form an army of ability users.

However, little success was achieved.

People with abilities are not big radishes in the fields, they can be found everywhere, but a rare species that can only emerge with a population base of one million or more people.

What concept? A megacity with a population of tens of millions can only produce a few. In other words, a large country with a population of over 100 million can only have a few dozen capable people, which is equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack.

Besides, not all esper abilities are obvious and useful, and many are useless abilities.

For example, hair can grow freely, skin can grow spikes, local limbs are shiny, can chew and digest steel, have a particularly loud voice, are immune to electric current, or are particularly resistant to cold and heat, and so on.

Anyway, all these abilities are useless.

In view of this, ability users who can truly transform super powers into combat power or other effective assistance are extremely rare, and it is even more of a pipe dream to form an army of ability users in a short time.

Like Freemasonry, it has been recruiting and cultivating capable people from all over the world since World War II. It has spent huge amounts of money and made great efforts. After nearly 30 years, it has only managed to recruit and form the Noah Legion with only a few dozen people.

Then, in less than a year, the Noah Army was defeated by Du Weiguo almost single-handedly!

Therefore, he is the only evil god!

After being silent for a while, Ivan seemed to have thought of something and asked bravely:

"Director, now that the entire city of Tokyo is under martial law, do we still maintain the original route?"

According to Natasha's original route plan, she would fly to Vladivostok first, and then take a civilian flight to Tokyo.

But now such a travel plan is obviously not feasible. The situation is too sensitive and she cannot appear in public. Natasha thought about it for a while and said solemnly:

"No, Ivan, you immediately apply to change the route. We will fly directly to the Sakhalin Naval Base and arrange the ships in advance. We will set off overnight to Japan's main island."

"Yes, I'll make arrangements right away."

As evening approaches, the sky is getting dark, in Yokohama, Kazama Izakaya.

It's not yet time to get off work, and the streets are under martial law, the wind is rumbling, and people are panicked, so the store is extremely deserted, and there is not even a table of customers.

The proprietress, who still retains her charm, is holding a fat tabby cat in her arms. She is lying lazily on the bar, petting the cat for a while.

"Damn it! The business in the store was originally not good, but now that the martial law is in place, this business is no longer possible! This is forcing me to sell myself~"

"Ding bell!" The doorbell rang, interrupting the proprietress's complaint. The shop door was pushed open, and a tall figure walked in with the cold wind.

The man was wearing a crisp black double-breasted lapel-collared wool coat. His figure was almost perfect, with a sharp outline and dark eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate a person's soul.

The landlady was stunned for a few seconds, then she quickly dropped Fat Cat, stood up in a panic, and subconsciously tugged on her dress:

"Welcome, sir, what would you like to drink?"

"Do you have One Hundred Years of Solitude from Kuroki Honten here?"

The man's voice was a typical baritone, slightly deep and magnetic, with an authentic Kyoto accent. Upon hearing his request, the landlady's eyes lit up even more.

Kuroki Honten's One Hundred Years of Solitude is a shochu, and it is also the ceiling of Japan's shochu industry. Currently, a bottle costs 5000 yen, equivalent to nearly 50 US dollars, which is quite expensive.

This wine has always been high-end, and now it is only slightly famous. In the 80s, the emperor personally endorsed it, and it became famous and fetched a sky-high price.

The location of this izakaya is a bit remote, and the business has never been good. Now it is even more difficult to open.

The proprietress simply broke the jar and wanted to try the high-end route. She gritted her teeth and paid a huge price to buy two boxes of One Hundred Years of Solitude. She also specially bought Hokkaido deep-sea sturgeon caviar to go with the wine.

Unfortunately, it backfired. For two whole months, she didn't even sell a bottle of wine or even a piece of caviar, and everything was lost.

Du Weiguo, the grandson, accidentally saw the advertisement posted on the wall outside the store, and came in this time.

I heard Jiro Kamada mention this wine before when I was chatting with him. It is said that it tastes very good, sweet and refreshing.

"Sir, you really have good taste. May I ask what side dishes you need to go with the wine? We also have the most authentic Hokkaido deep-sea sturgeon caviar in our store."

The proprietress took two steps forward attentively, took his arm affectionately, and rubbed her plump chest intentionally or unintentionally, her eyes so charming that they were almost dripping with water.

Du Weiguo is now considered a veteran of Hua Cong. His face did not change and he asked loudly:

"How many bottles of One Hundred Years of Solitude do you have here? How much caviar?"

Upon hearing this, the landlady immediately realized that she was meeting a major customer, and her excited voice became shrill:

"I, I have 2 boxes of One Hundred Years of Solitude, a total of 24 bottles, and 8 boxes of sturgeon caviar. Sir, if you buy all these wines, I will give you the caviar."

Good guy, this is a big mistake for treating him as the takeover, but it doesn’t cost much, only less than 1200 dollars in total.

This amount of money is really just a drop in the bucket for Du Weiguo, who is extremely rich, and he doesn't even blink an eyelid.

How rich is Du Weiguo now?

While shopping in Milan, Du Weiguo suddenly became interested and went to the bank to check his overseas account.

Currently, he has a total cash savings of US$7 million and 6 million pounds in his seven bank accounts.

In the system space, there are about 10 tons of gold, more than 1 million grams, and according to the current market price, it is tens of millions of dollars.

(After checking the information, the price of gold was relatively stable in the 60s, about US$40 per ounce, but it began to skyrocket by nearly 70 times in the 20s.)

In addition, there are hundreds of kilograms of various diamonds, gems, and dozens of antiques stored in the space. The price range of these items fluctuates widely, so the value is somewhat ambiguous.

However, a rough estimate is that it is still worth tens of millions of dollars, and it will be even more valuable in later generations. After all, it is a piece of jewelry from a prosperous age.

Du Weiguo was too lazy to count the cash in the remaining space, including U.S. dollars, Japanese yen, Hong Kong dollars, pounds, etc. The amount was unknown. All converted into U.S. dollars, it should be several hundred, less than 10 million.

Therefore, in total, Du Weiguo's total assets are about 7 million, just a little more. Of course, this money is just his personal treasury.

Du Weiguo no longer accepts tasks, and he actually has very few sources of personal income left.

The most important thing is the share of the triangle, which can amount to tens of millions a year.

The rest basically came from Japan. One was the flour business that cooperated with the Yamaguchi-gumi, and the other was the pachinko that cooperated with the Sumiyoshi Kai. Together, they amounted to tens of millions.

Therefore, Du Weiguo's current personal annual income is about 1 million. If we talk about his entire net worth, it is incredible.

He himself didn’t know how much all the assets in the four territories of Hong Kong Island, Guyana, Pattaya, and Persia East were worth together.

But no matter how you calculate it, it will not be inferior to a medium-sized sovereign country. Therefore, Du Wei State is now truly a wealthy country.

Getting back to the topic, Du Weiguo randomly pulled out a wad of dollars from the space, counted out 12 and handed them to the landlady:

"Okay, bring them all to me."

The landlady hurriedly took the banknotes, bowed to him with gratitude and said:

"Okay, okay, thank you sir, do you want to enjoy it in the store, or~~"

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and replied nonchalantly:

"Take it away. My car is outside. You can take it to me. By the way, bring me some wine glasses."

The landlady nodded quickly and agreed: "Okay, okay, sir, I will go to the back to get you a drink."

Du Weiguo's temporary car today was a black Toyota Crown. After the proprietress put the wine box for him, she asked tentatively with her charming eyes and shyness:

"Sir, I'm a good cook. I have a few good dishes to go with wine. In addition, I can also sing. Do you want~"

"Need not."

Damn, what you are thinking is quite beautiful, even though you are an old lady, you also want to covet my beauty. Du Weiguo said a cold word, decisively started the car and left.

Late night, KGB safe house.

In the dark room, Du Weiguo walked up slowly from the basement. He had just changed the medicine for Kagura who was locked down below, and then he fainted again.

Du Weiguo had no intention of communicating with her now. Just like a prairie man boiling an eagle, he had to wait for ten and a half months to get rid of her energy.

"Sir, what do we do next?"

In the darkness, Shota Shiina's voice suddenly sounded, low, hoarse, and full of overwhelming hatred.

Hatred completely changed him, from being timid and submissive to being cold-blooded and ruthless, and even showing signs of turning completely evil.

Du Weiguo walked up to him, picked up a bottle of One Hundred Years of Solitude and gave it to him:

"Shouta, do you want revenge?"

"Yes, I want revenge." Shota's tone was sharp and decisive, his eyes flashing in the darkness.

Du Weiguo nodded noncommittally:

"Okay, then let me ask you, do you want to end it by just killing the culprit Mitsui Ueki, or do you want to destroy the entire Mitsui family?"

"Uh~"

Shota was immediately stopped by the question. To be honest, he had been blinded by the anger of hatred before and really didn't think much about it.

Du Weiguo also picked up a bottle of shochu and took a couple of sips. Needless to say, the wine was really good. It was refreshing in the mouth and neither irritated the throat nor burned the stomach.

"Shouta, if you only kill a few leaders of the Mitsui family, this matter is not difficult, but if you want to destroy the entire Mitsui family."

After a pause, Du Weiguo glanced at him and continued in a faint tone:

"The Mitsui family has been rooted in Japan for hundreds of years. The trees are big and deep-rooted, with branches and leaves spreading out. They are naturally huge in size.

There are countless people and families involved. To eradicate the Mitsui family is tantamount to launching a war, and countless people will die. "

Hearing Du Weiguo's sinister words, Shiina Shota seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in front of his eyes, and in his ears he seemed to hear the wailing and crying of countless people on the verge of death.

His cold sweat broke out instantly, and he stammered in defense: "First of all, sir, I, I never thought about killing innocent people."

(End of this chapter)