Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

When the sky brightened again, the city of Madras was completely quiet.

The cries, shouts, gunshots, cannon fire, and even the barking of wild dogs had all disappeared. All the citizens who were able to move had basically left the city.

There are still people in the city, some cannot walk, some are unwilling to walk, and of course, there are also "smart people" who want to take advantage of the opportunity to gain benefits.

But not much.

Any thugs who dared to openly loot, smash, and burn were completely wiped out by Du Weiguo and his group of evil spirits last night.

Picking up, stealing and robbing are three completely different things, but it is difficult to define them in an empty city where order has collapsed.

Therefore, whenever these "smart people" are encountered by the evil spirits, most of them will be sent directly to the Western Paradise with a single bullet.

In troubled times, severe punishments are used, and drastic measures are used to treat serious illnesses. Du Weiguo is no longer a saintly person and would rather kill someone by mistake than let him go.

From early morning to dawn, in more than four hours, more than two thousand people died in the city.

It feels so good! I have killed more people in my entire life than I did tonight! These are Hu San's original words.

As he spoke, his eyes were as red as blood, as if he had been mad with killing intent. Shenwu, Shenle, and Yuan Ying were in a similar situation. They were all filled with murderous intent and were driven to bed by Du Weiguo.

At this moment, the entire city of Madras was eerily quiet, without even a sound.

Only a few huge piles of cremated corpses remained outside the city, constantly emitting thick, inky black smoke and occasionally making crackling sounds.

In the center of the empty city, on top of the clock tower, the tallest building, Du Weiguo was standing with his hands behind his back, the sea breeze blowing in his face, making his clothes flutter.

"Master Du, the Russian soldiers have all left, and the warships have also left. There have been no incidents, and everything has gone smoothly."

Miss Hu jumped up like a bird and came side by side with him. After a night of rest, she had regained her former vitality.

"Yeah, I saw it."

Du Weiguo nodded. From where he was now, he could have a panoramic view of the entire Chennai Port.

The control of the "dog-man" plague in the city of Madras has come to an end, at least the battle involving the evil spirits has ended.

Naturally, there is no reason for the warships and marines that came to support from the Russian Bear to stay any longer. They have all evacuated and returned to the Karachi Naval Base.

Of course, it must be because Du Weiguo gave the order that these Russians left so easily.

Otherwise, even if they don't rely on the Chennai Port, they will have to scrape off some of the profits. The Russian bear has never been a good man.

"Du Da, what should we do next?"

Du Weiguo didn't say anything, but just looked at the thick smoke rising in the distance with a distant gaze. He was a little absent-minded and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Du Da, what are you thinking about?"

Miss Hu touched him gently, and Du Weiguo slowly withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice:
"Hu Da, more than 100,000 people died, and a good city was destroyed beyond recognition."

After a pause, his voice became drier:

"Although it was the Vi Sect that committed the crime, this incident was ultimately caused by me. Tell me, are these people indirectly killed by me?"

"Okay!" Miss Hu answered very straightforwardly, without even a second of hesitation.

"It's not even indirect. These people died because of you. Also, the entire city was destroyed because of you.

What then? Du Da, what do you want to do? Feel guilty, blame yourself, get angry, cry a little, or simply die to apologize? "

"Uh~"

Du Weiguo was stunned by Miss Hu's series of sharp soul-searching questions, and muttered weakly:
"Hu Da, shouldn't you comfort me at this time?"

"What kind of comfort!" Miss Hu rolled her eyes at him unhappily.

"The people are dead, and the city is destroyed. Do you have the ability to bring the dead back to life, or can you turn back time?"

Du Weiguo was left speechless.

Every word spoken by Miss Hu sounded like the morning bell and evening drum:

"Du Da, now that it has happened, we have no time to be discouraged or blame ourselves. What we need to do is to solve the problem once and for all as soon as possible and prevent the same tragedy from happening again!"

"You mean, to completely eradicate the Kui Sect?" Du Weiguo's eyes refocused, shining with brilliance.

"Yes, uproot them!"

Miss Hu clenched her fists and spoke in a tone as sharp as a knife.

"From the perspective of justice, we must give an explanation to the hundreds of thousands of citizens who died in Madras, Tianzhu, and even everyone else."

"From a personal point of view, the crazy people of the Hu Cult are fighting us to the death. If we don't kill them, we won't be able to sleep peacefully."

"Ah~"

Du Weiguo frowned and sighed deeply.

What Miss Hu said was right. Every word made sense. How could he not want to uproot the damned Viper Cult? He even didn't hesitate to use the Big Pineapple.

However, these beasts are not only treacherous but also very cunning. They hide very well, so it is impossible to find their roots and thus to start with.

Tianzhu should be their base. Under his pressure, they have just begun to secretly visit and investigate temples in various places.

There is not even a hint of something happening, and we haven't even started to clean up the area yet.

The Viper cult created such a shocking tragedy in the city of Madras.

When leaving Demon Mist Mountain, Rao had already made it very clear that the Indian government had given in and would not dare to provoke the Viper Cult again, at least not for the time being.

There was no way out. The northwest was at war with the State of Pakistan, and the northeast was now about to face an insect plague that could wipe out the country and the race. Not only did they have to build massive trenches, but they also had to prepare heavy defenses.

Tianzhu has a weak foundation and cannot afford any more trouble.

In Central Asia where the Hun religion is deeply rooted, India is the most powerful country among them. The others are just trash like Oman, so it is better not to mention them.

Seeing that Du Weiguo's eyes began to wander again, Miss Hu suddenly reached into his pocket and took out a cigarette case and lighter.

Then he sat down on the mossy tiles, lit two cigarettes, and handed one to Du Weiguo:
"What? No idea?"

After taking the cigarette, Du Weiguo sat down next to her, took a deep puff, and exhaled a long breath of smoke.

"Well, it is indeed difficult to deal with. These beasts of the Hu Cult hide very deeply and act in an extreme way. If we cannot eradicate them all at once,

By then, the tragedy that happened in Madras will surely happen again, and it will most likely happen outside of India."

His fear was not unnecessary, as the Viper sect would never let go of any grudge, and did things without any taboos.

If they cannot be completely killed with one blow, they will definitely launch the most violent revenge, and they will choose Du Weiguo's territory.

Kayseri had experienced a "dog-man" plague before. Although the severity was not high, it still caused a lot of damage.

The remaining Pattaya, Hong Kong Island, and St. George's, no matter where they are, cannot withstand a single attack. It will be a devastating blow to these places.

Miss Hu nodded:
"Well, these beasts are indeed a bit crooked. To put it bluntly, they can also be considered as raising Gu."

Slowly exhaling the smoke, she continued:
"During this campaign to eliminate the 'dog people', I dissected several bodies and found the worms you mentioned in their brains."

"But the man died, and the bugs died with him. They were burnt and crispy, and they broke into pieces when touched. We couldn't find any useful clues."

"Well, I also observed this kind of worm before in Kayseri, but didn't gain anything." Du Weiguo replied in a muffled voice.

"But!" At this moment, Miss Hu suddenly changed the subject:
“I also captured several live ‘dog-men’ and discovered that when they were frozen, they were in a state of suspended animation.

At the same time, the worms in their brains do not die, but instead fall into a state similar to dormancy.”

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo's eyes suddenly lit up, he stood up abruptly, and asked anxiously:
"Hu Da, so, do you have a way to find the same kind or the source of these dormant worms?"

"No, I can't." Miss Hu shook her head, and Du Weiguo immediately collapsed again like a deflated ball.

"But!" Miss Hu changed the subject again: "I know who might be able to do it."

"Snapped!"

Du Weiguo could no longer bear it, and slapped her on the plump part of her lower back, threatening her unhappily:

"Speak calmly, don't breathe so hard! If you keep me in suspense, I will punish you according to the family rules!"

"Hiss~" Miss Hu took a breath of cold air half-seriously and half-pretendingly, and her eyes immediately turned red.

"Du Da, are you going to kill me? I've worked like a slave for you, risking my life for you. Even if I haven't done anything good, I've worked hard, right? Is this how you treat me?"

Damn it, this guy is possessed by a spirit of drama. Du Weiguo quickly put his hands together and bowed:

"Grandma Hu, I was wrong. How about you fight back? I'll let you punch me ten times, okay?"

"Humph~"

Miss Hu turned her face away, looking very pitiful, as if she was about to cry. She thought to herself, only a fool would hit you, your whole body is as hard as cast iron, you don't mind the pain, but I still mind the pain in my hands.

Du Weiguo's current body is somewhat similar to a non-Newtonian fluid.

It is usually in a normal soft state, but once it suddenly encounters a huge external force, it will become as hard as iron.

After spending a long time together, Du Weiguo has gotten to know Miss Hu. This vixen couldn't have been acting unreasonable by suddenly acting like this; she must have had a purpose.

"Okay, stop acting. Tell me what you want to do. Haven't I already given you the money and the person?"

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Miss Hu immediately put away her resentful expression, turned her head, and said with a stern look in her eyes:

"Du Da, take me to Demon Mist Mountain!"

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows: "Devil Mist Mountain? Hu Da, what do you want to do?"

Miss Hu's eyes were so bright that people dared not look directly at them: "Let's go together and pull out that half-dragon!"

"No, didn't I tell you that the Magic Mist Mountain is covered in fog? You will get lost if you go in. The underground space is ridiculously large. Besides, that old worm is cunning and you won't be able to find it at all~"

Du Weiguo refused decisively and found a bunch of reasons, but Miss Hu made him shut up with just one sentence.

"I can find it!"

"How to find it?"

Miss Hu flicked away her cigarette butt and said softly:

"If I'm sensing humans, my sensing range is only about 3 kilometers, and it will be restricted and interfered by the environment."

"But if we are sensing a spirit, especially a large demon that is about to transform into a dragon and has a strong magnetic field, this range can be greatly increased."

"A substantial increase? How big is the exact extent?" Du Weiguo finally became interested.

"It depends on how strong the half-dragon is. If it's based on your description, I can conservatively estimate that it's more than ten kilometers away. I can sense it, but it's far away, not close!"

Miss Hu's words were so convincing that Du Weiguo was immediately attracted.

The sensing range of more than ten kilometers can theoretically cover hundreds of square kilometers. At Miss Hu's speed, she can search the entire underground world in one day, or at most two days.

That's enough!
"Hu Da, does this old worm spirit also have relics on its body?"

Before, when Du Weiguo killed Xiang Pan, an evil bone relic exploded and was finally given to Miss Hu, who gained extraordinary self-healing abilities as a result.

Miss Hu had given him a brief scientific introduction to the relics. To put it simply, they were relatively rare crystals of energy.

Humans can form it, and so can animals.

Then, through some special methods that are not passed on, the energy condensed on the relics can be absorbed or even copied.

Now, Miss Hu is so keen and eager to hunt down the old worm spirit, it is likely that she wants to get the relics again.

"Well, now that you have horns, you should have beads in your brain as well."

The old worm spirit is not dead yet, so it definitely does not have any relics, but rather a living bead, which is the legendary inner elixir.

Miss Hu nodded without hiding anything, and even her eyes revealed undisguised greed.

You have to know that she is a wild beast, and the jungle law of the survival of the fittest is engraved in her bones, and she will not be ashamed of it.

"Du Da, if I get the live bead of this half-dragon, it is very likely that I will be able to take away its ability to control Gu."

Miss Hu added another sentence, and it was this sentence that completely strengthened Du Weiguo's determination.

He extinguished his cigarette, stood up suddenly, and said with murderous intent:
"Damn it! Damn it, kill that old worm spirit and take out its beads!"

This temptation is irresistible. If Miss Hu really inherited the old worm's ability to control the poison, then the army of hundreds of millions of poisonous insects with the ability to destroy the world in the Demon Mist Mountain would belong to him.

With this power, Du Weiguo is truly confident of unifying the world and becoming the true king of the world.

Although he didn't have such a silly and second-year idea, he didn't mind having such ability.

Two days later, when I saw Lao again, tears appeared in the eyes of this cunning old man.

"Mr. Wesley, I have sent people into the mountains to check. Due to the weather and fog, the snow is melting faster than expected. The outermost snow will melt in three days at the latest."

Du Weiguo glanced at Parma, who was squatting not far away, smoking with a look of deep hatred and a bitter look on his face, and he understood instantly.

Before Palma went down the mountain, Du Weiguo told him to go home first and wait for him to come back and take him away. Now he appeared in the Demon Mist Mountain again.

There is no doubt that he was forcibly recruited.

Du Weiguo smiled and asked, "President Lao, so, you have verified the Jiao insect swarm, right? Now you believe me."

"Of course we do, Mr. Wesley. We have always believed in you."

Having his little trick exposed, Lao adjusted the frame of his glasses with a bit of embarrassment.

"150 million tons of grain, half rice and half wheat."

Du Weiguo was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and directly quoted his price.

"What?" The change of topic was so abrupt that even the shrewd Rao couldn't react.

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and threw the remaining half of the box to Parma.

The old blind man fluttered his ears to listen to the sound and determine the location. Then he suddenly raised his hand and accurately grabbed the cigarette box.

Damn, his movements are more agile than those of a sighted person.

"150 million tons of food. I can go into the mountains and try to kill the Gu Master and completely resolve this Jiao insect crisis."

Du Weiguo curled the corners of his mouth, retracted his gaze, and repeated his request.

"1 million tons, isn't this too much?" Rao's forehead suddenly broke out in sweat and he stuttered.

India is a major agricultural country and also the world's largest grain exporter, accounting for 40% of the total export volume in later generations, with an export volume of up to 4000 million tons.

However, this figure has not been reached yet at the moment. The annual export volume is only more than 1000 million tons, and Du Weiguo asked for 15% of it.

Add to that the 30 tons that Miss Hu had extorted before, accounting for 18% of the total exports, with a total value of more than 3 million US dollars, which was simply a death sentence.

Du Weiguo smacked his lips. "How much? Tsk, it seems like it is indeed a bit too much."

Upon hearing this, hope suddenly appeared in Lao's eyes, but Du Weiguo's next words directly brought his mood to the bottom again.

"Okay, Prime Minister Rao, I won't force you. I will leave Tianzhu today. This will be my official farewell to you."

After saying that, Du Weiguo called out to Pa:
"Palma, stop smoking cigarette butts. Let's go. I'll take you to smoke the most authentic American cigars. All you can eat!"

"Okay, boss."

Parma quickly threw away the cigarette butt that was about to burn his fingers, stood up, and ran over happily.

"Mr. Wesley, please stay!"

Seeing that Du Weiguo really turned around and left, Lao was instantly frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. He stopped him at a speed so fast that even he couldn't believe it.

"What? Prime Minister Rao, do you have anything else to do?"

"Well, Mr. Wesley, can we discuss this? It's spring now, and we don't have much food left in Tianzhu."

"and then?"

Du Weiguo, with a cigarette in his mouth, legs crossed and his arm around Parma's shoulder, looked like a gangster extorting elementary school students on the street.

Lao's mind was spinning rapidly, and sweat was pouring down his face, as if he had just been fished out of the water:
"Then we can deliver part of the grain first, and deliver the rest after the autumn grain is stored in the warehouse."

"Hmm~"

Du Weiguo rolled his eyes and drew out the word, and Lao's mood suddenly reached its peak like a roller coaster.

"Okay, I'll give you a favor and send 50 tons of food to Hong Kong Island first, and the remaining 11 million tons will be sent to Guyana before November."

"This, this~"

Lao originally wanted to bargain further, but when he met Du Weiguo's half-smile, he immediately gave up all his plans.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Wesley, then we have a deal. You help Tianzhu solve the dragon worm crisis, and we will pay you 150 million tons of grain as a reward."

"Hehe~" Du Weiguo chuckled and said jokingly:

"Prime Minister Rao, don't play word games with me. I never promised that I could solve the dragon worm crisis."

Du Weiguo flicked the cigarette butt and suddenly his face turned stern. He spoke in a stern tone, word by word:

"Don't even mention that I'm willing to go into the mountains and give it a try. Even if I force you to give it to me, do you dare not give it to me?" (End of this chapter)