Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Chapter 1188: It’s your own fault and you won’t survive

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

Before Cersei finished her words, a soul-stirring scream suddenly rang out, and Du Weiguo, this grandson, had no moral principles and turned against her directly.

The exquisitely carved bullet head spun at high speed, like the fangs of a demon, biting towards Cersei.

The custom-made pistol produced by the Brotherhood's Hammer Master, with a special bullet, has a muzzle velocity of up to 800 meters per second, more than twice the speed of sound.

The speed is incredibly fast and the power is ridiculously great.

Now, Cersei is the only enemy left, and with no one to restrain him, Du Weiguo is too lazy to continue acting recklessly and simply starts to act like a rogue.

The key point is that the process of being "spitted out" by space is so painful. Although he has an immortal body, the pain is a little unbearable.

"Crack!"

As the bullet approached, two straight arcs of electricity suddenly lit up around Cersei.

The electric arcs were very short, less than half a meter, and stood parallel to each other, about one meter apart, blocking her in front of them like a small door.

These two arcs were very thin, thinner than chopsticks, but unlike other arcs, they did not disappear quickly. Instead, they lasted for several seconds before disappearing.

During these few seconds, Du Weiguo emptied the 13 carved bullets in the magazine.

However, all the bullets fired at Cersei were directly repelled by the unique force field formed by the electric arc, or deviated from their original trajectory.

Anyway, no bullet could get close to her.

"Ha~"

Du Weiguo laughed loudly, and descended from the sky like a night owl, landing lightly a few dozen meters in front of her.

"Tsk tsk, good fellow, you bastard, you really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve."

On the surface, Du Weiguo looked like a carefree person, but in fact, he was feeling very jealous.

See how powerful they are? Sparks and lightning, cool and practical, with a variety of modes, not only can attack from a distance or close up, but also can attack and defend at the same time.

"Fuck! Why is my system so shabby? The abilities I configured are all very demanding.

Damn, you're still immortal, that sounds awesome, but aren't you just afraid of my sandbag skills?"

Du Weiguo complained silently in his heart and casually put the pistol with an empty magazine behind his waist.

"Okay, okay, come on, let's continue. Let me see how much pee you have left."

As he spoke, he took out another custom-made pistol from his arms.

"Wait!"

When Cersei saw the gun, she collapsed immediately. Her eyes bulged out of her head because she was too excited.

She really couldn't understand where Du Weiguo took out the pistol from, and the strange-shaped wavy double-edged wrist blade that appeared so abruptly.

Du Weiguo was wearing a gray-green base and three-color camouflage canvas uniform tonight. This was the unique training uniform of the Shate Royal Guard.

As it was produced by a wealthy man, this set of military uniform was not only beautiful in style but also of excellent quality. Du Weiguo was so excited that he asked Faisal to get him several sets.

But no matter how strong the clothes are, they can’t withstand the damage made by Du Weiguo, right?

At this moment, the clothes had been torn into pieces, revealing the flesh, and could not hide anything at all.

  Cersei was mad in her heart. Gods be above! Was this beast the Sha-God a magician in the past?

In fact, it’s no wonder that she was so surprised.

All of Du Weiguo's abilities are of the simple and unpretentious type, which is what the saying goes: the meat is in the bun, not in the folds.

Among them, the least obvious is the system space. After all, this thing cannot be directly converted into combat power.

But it is also the most incredible thing.

You know, this is a fucking stable, constant, and materializable space that can be communicated through thoughts.

With it, Du Weiguo can always create something out of nothing and turn the tide at the most critical moment.

From a scientific point of view, the system space must come from ultra-high dimensions and the most advanced technology.

If we understand it from a metaphysical perspective, this is called the mustard seed Sumeru and three thousand dust particles, which is extremely awesome. Even in the legendary fairyland, it is considered the most advanced magical power.

Not to mention Cersei, the ignorant country bumpkin who lives in remote areas all day long, even Miss Hu, Merlin, and Shopkeeper Yu, who have lived for a long time and are knowledgeable, are equally confused.

They simply didn't dare, and wouldn't associate it with another dimension, because it was far beyond their understanding.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand if you think about it. If a flashlight suddenly appeared in ancient times, everyone would be amazed by it.

It was also based on this point that Du Weiguo dared to take out weapons from the space unscrupulously.

"What? You want to kneel now? Haha, it's too late."

Du Weiguo sneered and teased.

Of course he understood Cersei's little thoughts immediately, but he didn't even give her a chance to answer and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

With his combat experience, he could of course see that Cersei was on the verge of exhaustion and could visibly not hold on any longer.

In Du Weiguo's vision, at this moment, almost every muscle in her body was spasming and twitching, and even her brain was shaking strangely.

I have to admit that Cersei is really powerful and extremely dangerous.

Among all the enemies Du Weiguo has encountered since his debut, Cersei can be ranked in the top five, or even the top three.

If you think about it carefully, apart from Xiangpan and Baoye (Venom's fellow countryman), almost no one can suppress her.

The key is that this woman's electric arc is so fucking weird that it can actually restrain Du Weiguo's biggest trump card, teleportation.

Fortunately, she has been hiding in Somalia, this godforsaken place. If she had appeared earlier and been spotted by the Freemasons or Leonard, it would have been a disaster.

Du Weiguo was also very afraid of her. If he didn't completely destroy her, she might fail even if she had a little strength left.

As for the secret that Cersei kept silent about and was willing to die to keep, that damn place of creating gods, Du Weiguo actually didn't care that much about it.

Of course, he must find this place.

However, it is not necessary to ask Cersei. This is undoubtedly the most labor-saving and ideal way. However, even if you can't ask, it doesn't matter. There are other ways.

Everything, as long as it exists, will leave traces.

What's more, Cersei has the Three Holy Spirits, several living people who are so active. How could they appear out of thin air?

It is known that they are all native Somalians, so skin color, appearance, body shape, blood type, language, accent, relationships, and even bones and ear prints are all clues.

With Du Weiguo's current all-powerful power and the human and material resources under his control, he can always find out their secrets by tracing back to the source.

"咻~咻~咻~"

Du Weiguo, this villain, fired slowly and calmly.

The interval between each bullet was just right, neither more nor less, one shot every one and a half seconds, like the cold hand of death strangling the throat, gradually tightening.

With this shooting frequency and Cersei's skill cooldown time, she simply couldn't and dared not disperse the arcs, and could only grit her teeth and hold on.

She had indeed been forced into a desperate situation by Du Weiguo and had no other means left.

19.5 seconds, when Du Weiguo emptied the magazine again.

"Plop~" Cersei fell to her knees like a wooden stake, rolled her eyes, and fell limply to the ground.

She was not pretending. Even her pupils were dilated and thick, latex-like white mucus was flowing out of her nostrils. This was cerebrospinal fluid.

This woman was only a hair's breadth away from being worked to death.

"Damn it, I finally got it done. I'm so tired."

Du Weiguo licked his newly grown, sharp canine teeth and let out a long sigh of relief.

  Then he sat down on the ground, took out a cigarette box, lit one, took a few puffs, and then turned around and asked:

"Hu Da, I've fucked this bastard into such a mess, and you still can't handle it?"

At this moment, Miss Hu walked slowly out of the woods. Her face was pale and bloodless, and her expression was gloomy, without any joy after a great victory.

Hearing Du Weiguo's question, she shook her head and said only two words: "No."

"Damn it, this bastard is so damn hard to deal with! Hu Da, let me tell you, this bastard is not only bad for you, but also for me.

"Damn it, I haven't fought such a tough battle in a long time. I'm half dead. I'm so tired."

Du Weiguo was indeed tired. He lay on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. He closed his eyes, exhaled smoke into the sky, and muttered to himself, completely unaware of the gloomy look on Miss Hu's face.

  Miss Hu stopped and said in a quiet voice:

"Du Da, things are almost done here. I am going back to Persia."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, even if Du Weiguo was slow-witted, he could tell that something was wrong with her, and he immediately forced himself to sit up. "Hu Da, what's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

Du Weiguo narrowed his eyes and looked her over carefully from top to bottom.

"No, I'm not injured. With you protecting me, I didn't even lose a hair."

Miss Hu crossed her arms somewhat awkwardly, then sat down next to Du Weiguo, her tone somewhat unhappy.

In fact, she was not unharmed. Just now, she released two mental spikes in succession, severely damaging the God of Light and the God of Earth one after another.

However, these two guys are no ordinary people. Their consciousness is extremely strong, and Miss Hu also suffered a certain degree of mental backlash.

This was also the main reason why her reaction was always a beat slow and sluggish during the battle just now.

Of course, because Miss Hu now has the ability to heal herself, her injuries were not serious and she has almost recovered now.

Du Weiguo blew his nose hard to blow out the blood that had already coagulated and dried in his nasal cavity, and then found a relatively clean place on the clothes in his arms to wipe his hands.

I rummaged through my pockets and luckily the cigarette box was still there, it was just twisted and deformed beyond recognition. I managed to pick out two smokeable cigarettes and lit them up.

He held one in his mouth, handed one to Miss Hu, and gently touched her shoulder.

"Big sister, what's wrong with you? Do you suddenly not want to hang out with me? What do you support?"

Du Weiguo saw that Miss Hu was in a low mood, so he made a joke in her native dialect.

Speaking of this, I have to digress. The big fox came down from Yiwulv Mountain, and her native dialect is, of course, Northeastern dialect.

It is the most representative Jinzhou dialect, without a doubt. The ending tone of each sentence is raised, just like singing a Errenzhuan, which is inexplicably funny.

Miss Hu had no expression on her face, not even a hint of a smile, and spoke in a stiff tone:

"Du Da, I'm not kidding you, I really want to go back to Persia."

What she said just now was "want", and now she said "need". There is a big difference between the two sentence structures. The former is to discuss, and the latter is to notify.

Seeing that Miss Hu spoke so seriously, Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, his expression became serious, and his tone became earnest.

"Hu Da, what happened?"

"We've been through so much together. We've been through life and death together. Is there anything we can't talk about? You have to tell me what's going on, right?"

"Whoo~"

Miss Hu did not answer immediately. Instead, she took a deep breath and then exhaled the smoke for a long time, while also exhaling the foul air in her chest and abdomen.

"Du Da, I don't want to be a burden to you."

Her voice was faint, indescribably low and hoarse, and her tone seemed gloomy and full of melancholy.

  Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo was stunned, and it took him several seconds to react:

"Hu Da, what are you talking about? How can you be a burden to me~~"

  Miss Hu interrupted him:

"Okay, Du Da, stop comforting me. I know how much I weigh. If I weren't here tonight, you might be able to relax a lot."

While speaking, Miss Hu reached out her hand to wipe away the blood stains on Du Weiguo's ears and eyes, and her eyes were red.

"Nonsense! Hu Da, are you stupid?"

  Du Weiguo did not respond to her tenderness, but instead shouted loudly with a red face and thick neck:

"Hu Da, if you hadn't helped me tonight, I would have been badly injured, even if I didn't die. What's more, the most likely scenario is that I would have been defeated miserably, seriously injured and dying, and then escaped."

Miss Hu didn't believe it at all. Tears quickly filled her eyes and she was about to cry:

"How is that possible? Hu Da, don't scare me. I'm not blind. You were clearly injured and vomiting blood, but you still had to teleport over to protect me, and it happened more than once~ Ouch~"

She was suddenly hit on the head by Du Weiguo. She grimaced in pain and her self-criticism came to an abrupt end.

"Du Da, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Is there water in your brain? Let me help you pop it out!"

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

"Tonight, we dealt with four bastards in total. You killed two and I killed two. You call this a burden?

In fact, compared to this mixed-blooded bastard, the ugly one with shining eyes is the most puzzling. I was injured mainly because of her. If it weren't for you, I would definitely be hurt more seriously."

"Really?" Miss Hu's face looked a little better.

"nonsense!"

Du Weiguo curled his lips:

"This ugly laser beam is too fast, and there is almost no gap, one shot after another, like a fucking machine gun.

Do you know why I used a knife instead of a gun? Because there was no chance to fire a second shot, and one shot wouldn’t solve the problem.”

Du Weiguo flicked the cigarette butt and put his arm around Miss Hu's shoulders:

"Hu Da, I've said before that the enemies I'm facing are getting stronger and stronger, so it's inevitable that there will be times when the horse is too high and the stirrup is too short. That's why I'm looking for you to help me hold the fort.

These guys were quite difficult to deal with tonight. If you hadn't killed the ugly one and broke the situation first, I wouldn't know where to start."

Hearing this, a smile finally appeared between Miss Hu's eyebrows and eyes.

She also imitated the way of flicking cigarette butts and rubbed her fingers together: "So, I am the first to win the battle tonight?"

Du Weiguo nodded: "Of course, it's not only the first merit, but also the first merit."

"Hey~"

Upon hearing this, Miss Hu finally smiled. Her eyes were full of charm, just like a myriad of flowers blooming, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

Even Du Weiguo couldn't help but feel his heart wavering.

"So, Du Da, are you unable to leave me now?"

While he was distracted, the big fox leaned its head on his shoulder and asked in a gentle voice.

Following the context of the previous conversation, Du Weiguo subconsciously replied, "Yes, we can't be separated. We can't be apart for even a moment."

  Miss Hu's eyes flashed with cunning, and she clapped her hands suddenly:

"Okay! In that case, I won't leave. I will always be with you, Duda. From now on, wherever you go, I will go."

"Okay, great~ Hmm? Hu Da, what did you say? Where I go, you go?" Du Weiguo suddenly reacted.

Miss Hu's smile was as beautiful as a flower. At this moment, there seemed to be bright stars in her eyes. She stared at Du Weiguo without blinking.

"Yes, I will never be separated from you for a moment from now on, okay?"

  The atmosphere was already tense, and Du Weiguo was also being pushed to this point. He could only bite the bullet and make up for it:

"That's fine, but if you follow me in the future, what will we do with Persia? It's such a large piece of territory, how can we just throw it away?"

  Miss Hu waved her hand and said in a heroic tone:

"It's okay, let Hu Laosan take care of it. If he really can't control it, then we can find time to go over there. We can't turn the tables."

"Uh~" Du Wei was stumped by Mandarin.

Miss Hu glanced at him with a half-smile and said jokingly:

"Why? Du Da, are you unwilling to do this? Are you afraid that if I follow you, your girls will scatter?"

"What Yingying Yanyan? That's nothing. Hu Da, if you could stay with me every day, I would be so happy."

Du Weiguo agreed reluctantly.

The smile on Miss Hu's face grew even wider: "Okay, it's a deal then!"

Damn it, it's really his own fault! Du Weiguo roared in his heart, really didn't want to continue this topic, so he decisively changed the subject:

"Okay, it's almost time to rest. Let's deal with this mess right now."

Du Weiguo stood up, pulled Miss Hu up with him, and pointed at Cersei who was lying not far away:

"By the way, Hu Da, what's wrong with this woman's brain? Is she so difficult to deal with?"

Hearing this question, Miss Hu's expression turned serious and she nodded.

"Yes, it is very interesting indeed. Her brain area is somewhat similar to yours."

"Similar to me?"

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo's brows instantly frowned, and his two sharp eyebrows were like swords drawn from their sheaths, piercing the sky.

Miss Hu nodded:

"Well, it feels like a world of its own, impenetrable and inaccessible. I can't get along with it at all. Anyway, I don't know what to do."

"Fuck you, could it be that this Cersei is the illegitimate daughter of the system father? Could it be that she met a fellow disciple?"

Du Weiguo broke out in a cold sweat instantly.