Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Chapter 1180 The Holy Spirit Legion?

At dawn, when the sky was just getting light, the whole Hong Kong Island was boiling.

Incredibly strange scenes appeared in the streets and alleys.

The police and gangsters working together to investigate a case is simply an unprecedented spectacle.

Usually, one or two uniformed police officers, accompanied by five or six short mules, would go door to door to arrest people, once they confirmed the believers who were burning incense on the list.

Without saying a word, he quickly took the person away.

There were some die-hard elements who put up a desperate resistance, but the police-criminal coalition was well prepared and was not at all susceptible to any ill effects.

If the opponent is unarmed, he will be beaten to a pulp. Anyone who dares to pick up a weapon will be decisively chopped down or shot dead on the spot.

Although this method is simple and crude, it is incredibly efficient.

From five in the morning to eight in the morning, in just three hours, more than three hundred incense followers were successfully captured.

Among them, there was no case of unjust, false or wrongful conviction, and the casualty rate was not high. There were only dozens of people in total, and most of them were followers.

Only two people on the police side were slightly injured, which is completely under control. The casualties are even less than those in large-scale anti-pornography operations.

With such brilliant results, even Uncle Nine, who usually had a sullen face, smiled for a rare moment.

Of course, the leaders of the three major societies couldn't laugh at that, as they were responsible for paying for all the expenses incurred by this joint operation.

In addition, the three of them each donated 100 million to the Welfare Association of Hong Kong Island to care for the elderly and children.

This was of course Du Weiguo's punishment for them, even if it was just a small punishment but a big warning.

Before that, the three of them took advantage of Zou Yaozu's serious injury and the lack of leadership in Zhongyi Hall to mobilize the dwarf mules across Hong Kong Island to wipe out the incense followers, causing chaos and disorder in the place.

Of course, there are ulterior motives for doing this.

In the past two years, due to the rules set by Du Weiguo, the dwarf mules did not dare to fight in the streets, let alone large-scale group battles.

This has led to a significant weakening of the society's deterrent power. People are no longer afraid of them, and they can even hardly collect protection fees.

Therefore, seeing this opportunity, they wanted to restore their prestige, and even Zhen Guolong, who always understood the big picture, did not object.

In the final analysis, everything is for profit.

At Baisha Bay Villa, after the tone of the matter was set in a few words, everyone dispersed.

At this moment, besides Du Weiguo, there were only Xiao Ma Ge and Rick in the study.

Rick said impatiently: "Sir, I just received an urgent message from Gibson in Muscat."

Having said that, Rick stopped talking, moved his eyes slightly, and glanced in the direction of Xiao Ma Ge imperceptibly.

Rick was very sensible in his actions. After all, it involved confidential information, so he didn't say it directly, but he didn't embarrass Xiao Ma Ge either.

Brother Ma was also very perceptive and immediately understood:

"Sir, I'll go out and arrange breakfast for you."

Du Weiguo pressed his hand towards him and said, "It's okay. Just sit still. Rick, Xiao Ma is not an outsider. Go ahead and talk."

"Okay, sir."

Rick nodded in response, and his opinion of Xiao Ma Ge became even higher. He made up his mind to get closer to him in the future.

"When the Brotherhood was tracking down members of the Masar gang in Somalia, they were ambushed. The Sand Wolf was killed on the spot and the Falcon was seriously injured. Now Shopkeeper Yu and Lu Yan have both arrived in Muscat."

"grass!"

Du Weiguo was furious and punched a big hole in the solid wooden table top, with murderous aura rising to the sky.

He was really angry. Muscat was in a good situation and on the verge of success, but it suffered setbacks one after another and even suffered heavy casualties.

"Who can do it?"

Rick shuddered. "No, not sure. Gibson didn't go into detail on the radio."

Du Weiguo cursed: "Damn it, what a waste! Go get the radio and contact Gibson immediately!"

After a moment, Du Weiguo put down his headphones, turned off the radio, then lit a cigarette, exhaled a long puff of smoke, and leaned back in his chair without saying a word.

His face was gloomy and the air pressure was so low that he almost suffocated.

Xiao Ma Ge and Rick were silent, not daring to say a word, and could only exchange glances.

"Dangdangdang~"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. Du Weiguo raised his eyelids and glanced at it, then said in a muffled voice:

"Come in."

  Xiao Liao, the plainclothes inspector of Yau Ma Tei, pushed the door open and walked in. His tone was unusually efficient:

"Sir, according to the list, we have captured more than 300 followers so far. Basically, all the small leaders and the main missionaries have been captured."

The list he was talking about was naturally provided by Du Weiguo.

He found this thing in Sui Zhongxiang's residence in Jinmu Temple. It was hidden in a secret compartment under the bed. On it were lists of the core members and leaders of the White Lotus Sect.

This guy was born in the underworld, he is a rough man, and his brain is average, so he still retains the fatal habit of remembering the roster.

Also seized were some cash, gold, jewelry and the like, which together amounted to probably hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars.

He had forgotten this list when he separated from the City Hunter trio.

But since he took it out with his own hands, naturally no one dared to question its source, let alone its authenticity.

Du Weiguo pinched his sore nose and said, "Xiao Liao, where is that Ziyang Master? Did you find out anything?"

  Xiao Liao shook his head:

"I'm very sorry, sir. We have conducted preliminary surprise interrogations of all the key personnel and no one has seen him."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo's brows immediately frowned tightly, and then slowly relaxed.

"Xiao Ma, Rick, Xiao Liao, I have something urgent to do and I have to leave Hong Kong Island soon. I will leave the rest to you."

No one spoke, and everyone waited for his next order with a serious expression.

  After extinguishing the cigarette, Du Weiguo's eyes sparkled and he held up two fingers:

"First, Bai Lian is a scourge. This troublemaker must be eradicated in Hong Kong Island. Even those low-level followers must be fully educated and monitored from time to time to prevent them from reviving."

  Put away one finger:

"Secondly, we must thoroughly investigate the charlatan who calls himself Zi Yang Zhenren. We must find a way to make a copy of his portrait and send a copy to the KGB and the Freemasons."

Du Weiguo clenched his fists, and his tone suddenly became stern:

"We must find this bastard who dared to stir up trouble in Hong Kong Island no matter what, regardless of life or death."

"Yes, sir!"

The three people responded almost in unison, with solemn expressions.

However, they all looked at each other implicitly, and in each of their eyes, there was a sense of relief.

As the old saying goes, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger, and it is absolutely true.

Although they are all Du Weiguo's henchmen, they all hope to become closer to the boss.

But when facing him directly, especially when Du Weiguo was in an extremely bad mood, the pressure was too great, like a thorn in the side, and he was terrified.

What was Du Weiguo's look like? Naturally, the little movements of these people could not escape his sharp eyes, but he could understand it.

  So he didn't expose it, but stood up and said:

"Rake, my submarine is a little slow on its return trip. Please arrange a plane for me to Oman immediately."

"Yes." Rick replied loudly, suppressing the urge to ask about the submarine.

12 hours later, late at night.

A military airport on the outskirts of Bogra, the capital of Bangladesh.

The huge SC-5 Belfast transport plane landed on the runway like a giant steel bird. Before the plane stopped, Du Weiguo jumped out of the cockpit.

On the track, Reina trotted over to meet him.

She has been staying near Tianzhu recently, on the one hand to coordinate military actions, and on the other hand to fill the power vacuum left by the original CIA.

Tonight, Reina's eyes were a little tangled, and her tone was a little hesitant:

"Wesley~"

Reina came all the way to pick him up in person at the airport, so Du Weiguo certainly knew what she wanted to say.

"What? Hasn't the Russian bear withdrawn its warships yet?"

  Reina licked her lips subconsciously:

"Well, they haven't withdrawn yet, but now the terms of both sides have been negotiated, and there is basically no possibility of war."

"Let's go over there and have a cigarette." The gas truck had already driven over. Du Weiguo curled his lips in an ambiguous manner, put his arm around Reina's shoulder, and walked to the side.

About 800 meters away, at the end of the runway and the edge of the airport, Du Weiguo sat on the hood of a Land Rover jeep.

He stretched himself, took out his cigarette case, pulled out a cigarette and put it between his lips. Reina was very perceptive and immediately took out her lighter to light it for him.

  Du Weiguo glanced at her with a half-smile and said teasingly:

"Tell me, what's so hard to swallow? Why would you, a young minister, come to this remote place to stop me?"

Reina's current official position is Deputy Minister of MI6. In addition to serving as the general director of the Asia region, she is also a member of the Security Committee, commonly known as a member of the small cabinet.

It is definitely a high-ranking position with great power.

Du Weiguo spoke so bluntly that Reina felt a little embarrassed, but she did come with a purpose, so she didn't hide it and went straight to the point.

"The Russian bear is going to set up a naval base at Veraval Port in Kempad Bay, which is only 30 nautical miles away from our Dahanu base."

"Port Veravor?" This place name was very unfamiliar, and Du Weiguo had no idea where it was.

  Reina immediately explained:

“The Veravoor port is just northwest of Dahanu, across the sea, and has not been developed yet. Currently, it can barely accommodate a few small fishing boats.

However, this is a natural deep-water port with great development potential. It can even accommodate cruisers and even aircraft carriers. It turns out that it is one of our alternative naval bases. "

As the old saying goes, you cannot allow others to snore beside you.

The request made by the Russian bear is really too much. It is like putting a bayonet to the throat of the sun that never sets. It is simply unbearable.

Du Weiguo frowned and thought for a while.

That's not right. No matter how domineering the Russian bear is, it is impossible for it to make such a brainless request. No matter how cowardly the British Empire is, it is impossible for it to agree.

Damn it, the Russian bear’s real goal was Kachila Port while openly repairing the plank road. Du Weiguo figured it out instantly.

In fact, the Russian bear has long wanted to establish a naval base in Port Kachira. They also want to plant a flag in the Arabian Sea and compete for the right to speak.

Now, their Seventh Fleet is staying here under the name of lease.

Previously, the Russian bear’s plan to build a base was ruined by the British Empire and Citigroup, which caused quite a stir at the time.

Now the Russian bear has learned its lesson and knows how to retreat in order to advance and adopt a roundabout strategy.

"Bah! None of these old silver coins involved in politics are good people. They are full of tricks and calculations."

Du Weiguo spat fiercely in his heart and exhaled the smoke for a long time.

"Reina, there's no need for us to beat around the bush. Let's get this straight. Where is your bottom line, England?"

Reina really didn't waste her words:

"Kachira Bay, Wesley, we can guarantee that we will no longer hinder the Russian bear from establishing a naval base in Kachira Bay."

"Haha~" As expected, everything is for profit. Everyone knows the stakes. Du Weiguo sneered and nodded:

"Okay, I get it, Reina. I'll try to persuade her when I get back on the plane."

"Wesley, thank you." Seeing Du Weiguo agree so readily, Reina was very happy.

"You're welcome. Do you have any other instructions?" Du Weiguo sounded a little uninterested and spoke in a sullen tone.

Reina was very observant and instantly sensed Du Weiguo's emotions. She immediately came over and put her arm around his arm.

  She explained in a gentle tone with a hint of coquettishness:

"Weisley, I know you feel uncomfortable, but you are in the underworld and have no choice. You know that I am not utilitarian and I don't have the ambition to climb up.

I don’t want to bother with this bullshit political nonsense, but there’s nothing I can do, this time it’s the Foreign Minister himself~~"

"That's enough." Du Weiguo patted her shoulder and interrupted her defense:

"Reina, how long have we known each other? How many things have we experienced together? There is no need for us to talk about these nonsense. Your business is my business."

  Reina was moved, and her eyes were slightly red:

"Wesley, I thought that you would no longer look down on me now that you are surrounded by so many people."

Her words were a pun with two meanings.

First of all, the entire KGB is now completely subservient to Du Weiguo, and even the CIA has taken the initiative to extend an olive branch.

With the world's top two intelligence agencies as lackeys, the role of the Sixth Bureau, which has always been the third, is naturally not that important.

Secondly, Miss Hu has been following Du Weiguo recently, and Reina has not had any chance to get close to Du Weiguo.

In fact, ever since she was seriously injured by Blood Fang in Hong Kong Island, she has been a nun and a vegetarian for almost a year, and she is full of resentment.

  Du Weiguo rubbed her red hair vigorously:

"What are you thinking about? You are always the best here with me. Weren't you injured before?"

"I, I'm well." Reina's eyes lit up and were watery, as if they were about to drip.

Du Weiguo flicked away the cigarette butt, raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his long arms to embrace Reina in his arms, and his big hands moved up and down without any hesitation.

"Really? Come, come, let me take a good look at you. Do you have any hidden illness?"

Reina's reaction was very intense. Not only did she take the initiative to offer a deep French kiss, she also reached her hand under Du Weiguo's body with ease.

In the darkness, a charming and erotic sound was suddenly heard, and the Land Rover also began to rise and fall rhythmically.

Ten hours later, when Du Weiguo arrived in Muscat, the Soviet-British confrontation on the sea had ended.

The demands of the Russian bear have been met, and it has officially planted its flag in the Arabian Sea. The British Empire has also gotten a way out and saved its face, so it can be said that everyone is happy.

"Du Da, you're finally back. I know you definitely don't like me now. I'm leaving."

At the airport, as soon as they met, Miss Hu used a tactic of retreating to advance and to gain advantage through submission.

She is a real vixen, so there is no need to say much about her acting skills. Her voice is mournful, her expression is gloomy, and her eyes are sad. I really feel pity for her.

"Okay, there's no one else here, what are you going to do?"

Du Weiguo rolled his eyes at her and scolded her unhappily.

"Tsk, that's boring, Duda, you've been lazy and quit this trip, but you've been having a lot of fun, haven't you?"

Having her trick exposed, Miss Hu stopped pretending and sniffed and said sarcastically.

She had an extraordinary sense of smell, so she could naturally not hide Azhi's Reina's unique body odor from her. The key point was that she specifically asked in Japanese.

Upon hearing this, the two sisters Shenwu and Shenle looked at him with resentment. Du Weiguo felt a little embarrassed and quickly changed the subject:

"Stop talking nonsense. Where are Shopkeeper Yu and Lu Yan? Why didn't they come?"

Those who came to the airport to pick him up today were all his close relatives, including Miss Hu, Shenwu, Kagura, Shota, Rod, Gibson, and Sergei.

The only outsider was Rah, who was waiting far away on the periphery.

Lei Qianjun and Gousheng were not there either. They were sent away by Miss Hu and taken to Tianzhu with Nim to continue their search for the national treasure.

  Miss Hu curled her lips in disdain:

"Tsk, this stubborn old man has no ability but still cares about his reputation. He took the Brotherhood's group of small fry to Berbera. Lu Yan is almost there, so he's going with them to seek revenge."

  Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo frowned immediately:

"Nonsense, isn't it said that the Holy Spirit Legion is very powerful in the local area and can hold the sky with one hand? How can you let them go by themselves? Hu Da, no matter how much you look down on me~"

The Brotherhood has suffered heavy losses in Somalia, and their opponent is a new and unprecedented force called the Legion of the Holy Spirit.

Hu Da's face darkened after being scolded:

"Okay, stop it, don't make a big deal out of it. They left on a cargo ship and it's only been a few hours. We have planes and submarines, so we can catch up with them anyway."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo immediately breathed a sigh of relief and stopped arguing with Miss Hu. Instead, he turned to Rhodes:

"Rod, when going to Berbera, should we choose airplane or submarine?"

  Rhode, a nobody, was somewhat excited for a rare opportunity to show his face:

"Sir, the plane is definitely faster, but there is no airport near Berbera, and you need to parachute! It's easy to be exposed."

Of course Du Weiguo understood what he meant. If he went there by plane, he would have to return the same way and would have no sense of participation at all.

"Can the submarine catch up with Shopkeeper Yu and his men?"

"Yes, you can arrive at least 4 hours in advance."

Du Weiguo nodded without comment, then turned to Gibson and Sergei and asked, "Do you have any connections near Berbera?"

  Sergey immediately took a step forward:

"Sir, we have already deployed a tactical team in the jungle near Berbera, and there are three military Gaspika off-road vehicles."

Du Weiguo smiled and patted him on the shoulder:

"Well done. Gibson, you stay in Muscat to coordinate. Sergei, come with me. Rod, let's set off now and test how fast my Kunpeng is!"

"Yes!" Rhodes was very excited for the rare opportunity to show his face.

"Yes!" Sergei was equally energetic.

Gibson glared at him fiercely. Although he didn't say a word, he cursed him in his heart.