Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

In the afternoon, the wind started to blow in St. George's.

It was a sunny day with no clouds in the sky just now, but in the blink of an eye, dark clouds gathered from nowhere and it felt like they were about to press down on our heads.

Judging from the situation, it will rain soon, and it will be heavy rain. The weather here is like this, it changes at any time.

In the private room in the northwest corner of Manhan Building, the conversation between Du Weiguo and Yu Hanliang continued.

Two streams of thick smoke blew out of his nostrils, and Yu Hanliang's face became somewhat hazy:
"Brother Haonan, I'm not trying to shirk my responsibility. I just run a small business to make ends meet."

He spread his hands and said helplessly:

"A few years of chewing may not be as much as what you spent on Kunpeng. How can there be a way to accommodate a true Buddha like you?"

"Okay, it's true that I was too presumptuous, so I won't force you. Goodbye, Brother Yu."

Du Weiguo's tone was bitter, with a mixture of regret and helplessness on his face. He clasped his fists towards him and made a gesture to get up and leave.

His facial expressions, movements, and expressions are coordinated seamlessly, and his acting skills have been honed to near perfection.

Since someone is willing to act with him, he will naturally not hesitate to perform a segment.

"Hey, brother, don't be so impatient. You have such a bad temper. I haven't finished what I want to say yet."

Yu Hanliang quickly reached out to hold him back, and Du Weiguo stopped:

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Yu Hanliang placed the cigar on the ashtray on the small table and said mysteriously:
"Although my small temple cannot accommodate you, I know that there is no opportunity for you to display your skills in Saint Zhidun."

"Oh?" Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows: "Brother, what opportunity? Tell me in detail."

"Hehe~" Yu Hanliang laughed meaningfully:

"Brother, Kunpeng is not the only place in Shengzhidun where you can play with money."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo's expression became obviously disappointed, and a hint of contempt could not help but appear in his tone:
"Black spots?"

The black spots he mentioned were jargon, referring to those underground casinos that were not worthy of being shown on the stage. Yu Hanliang nodded:

"That's right, brother. I know you are a big shot, so you naturally don't care about these black spots. But I know there is a place in Shengzhidun, and the plate is no smaller than Kunpeng."

"Is it true?" Du Weiguo was a little surprised. This was not an act, he was really surprised.

You should know that Kunpeng is an officially licensed casino that has been operating painstakingly for more than two years and is becoming increasingly prosperous. It can handle tens of thousands of gamblers every day, with a daily turnover of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

St. Georgetown is a place where many gamblers gather, so naturally there are some bold and smart guys who try to get a piece of the pie.

This kind of underground casino came into being and has been banned repeatedly, not to mention St. George's, even Tai O and Las Vegas are the same.

But most of these underground places are small-scale and cannot become anything big.

If what Yu Hanliang said was true, then the umbrella above this place must be big enough and high enough.

Damn, there are even termites in Saint Zhidun! Du Weiguo's eyes narrowed subconsciously, murderous intent rolling.

However, there was a barely perceptible cunning in Yu Hanliang's eyes that flashed by quickly.

"Of course it's true. Besides, there's no demigod like Ghost King Ye to keep the place under control. To Brother Haonan, isn't it just an unguarded vault?"

A moment later, heavy rain came.

Du Weiguo and his group came out of the Manhan Building holding umbrellas, walked to the roadside not far away and got into the car.

"Sir, where are we going now?" Du Tie asked in a deep voice as he started the car skillfully.

After drinking a pound of liquor and experiencing heavy rain, it did not affect his driving at all, and the car ran fast and steadily.

Of course, the car is really good. The Maserati that rolled off the production line at the St. George Motor Factory at the end of last year is the President version.

The car factory jointly built by Fiat Group and Du Weiguo three years ago has now borne fruit and has three production lines that can produce three types of models.

They are the low-end Fiat sedan, the mid-range Lancia, and the high-end Maserati.

Not only that, a new car factory and production line are under construction, and the Quiana version of Ferrari will be available within two years at the latest.

It must be said that Gianni is worthy of being called the Italian Godfather, he is indeed courageous.

He went against the majority's opinion and placed all his treasures on Guyana, or more precisely, on Du Weiguo.

Not only did he transfer most of his assets to Guyana and reside in St. Georgetown, but he also opened all of the car factory's core technologies to Guyana.

The reason why Su Li is so confident and wants to build both tractors and rocket cars is also related to the strong support of the Fiat Group.

Du Weiguo turned his head, looked at the Manhan Building which was gradually receding, and asked in a deep voice:
"Xiaotie, where does Su Li usually work?"

Du Tie quickly glanced at his watch: "At this time, Uncle Li should be in the military headquarters."

The military department is the Ministry of National Defense of Guyana. Su Li now holds two official positions: Minister of National Defense and concurrently Chief of Police.

In addition, Guyana’s intelligence system is also in his hands.

On the surface, there is only an intelligence department under the Ministry of National Defense, with a total of only a hundred people. But in fact, the intelligence personnel under Su Li's command already number several thousand.

In a word, all of Guyana's weapons, whether openly or covertly, were firmly in Su Li's hands.

As for whether the situation would become too big to be solved? Du Weiguo was not worried about this issue at all. No matter when and under any circumstances, he had the ability to set things right.

As for Yu Hanliang and the underground casino he mentioned, Du Weiguo did not intend to take action personally, as it would be a bit like overkill and meddling in other people's business.

He planned to let Su Li handle it, which was also a disguised warning.

After lighting a cigarette, Du Weiguo seemed to suddenly think of something, and his thoughts were a little scattered. Du Tie didn't know where to go, so he could only remind him:

"gentlemen?"

Du Weiguo came back to his senses: "Xiaotie, do you know Su Li's office phone number?"

"Uh~this, this, I don't know." Du Tie was speechless. His little face turned red instantly because of embarrassment.

This kid usually stays in the basement of the Green Building for hard training. Even if he takes action occasionally, he is always under the command and dispatch of Hanwen.

Although he and Su Li were familiar with each other, they had no direct intersection.

"Sir, I know Mr. Su's phone number." Du Lan spoke up to help Du Tie out of the predicament. After all, she was a girl and she was much more careful.

Du Weiguo rubbed Du Lan's little head lovingly:
"Well, our Xiaolan is the most careful. Okay, then you can find a public phone and ask Su Li to go back to the Green Building immediately."

"Okay."

Duran's little face turned red immediately after receiving the praise, especially when he felt the warm big hand on his head, his eyes narrowed with satisfaction.

Half an hour later, Su Li rushed back in a hurry, arriving almost at the same time as Du Weiguo. He thought something big had happened.

"Wesley, what happened?"

"Brother Su Li, did you know there is a Manhan Restaurant in the city?" Du Weiguo didn't waste any words. He handed him a cigarette and got straight to the point.

Su Li blurted out without thinking:

"Manhanlou, the Chinese restaurant on Central Street. The owner's surname seems to be Yu. Is this the one you are talking about?"

Du Weiguo nodded: "Yes, it's this store."

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this store?" Su Li frowned, his expression slightly solemn.

He was an intelligence officer and was extremely sensitive to such matters. He also knew Du Weiguo and would never do anything without a purpose.

Du Weiguo exhaled smoke:
"Brother, it seems that you have already checked the background of this store. Where does this Yu come from?"

Su Li recalled briefly:
“He is not an immigrant from China, but a gold digger from Jakarta. It is said that his ancestors were imperial chefs in the Qing court.

In addition to Manhanlou, he also has other businesses. It seems that he has opened a winery in the suburbs. What? Is there something wrong with him? "

The gold diggers Su Li was talking about were not really those who were digging for gold, but were referring to those opportunistic investors in general.

In the past two years, Quiana has soared and risen at an incredible speed. There are quite a few gold diggers like him.

"Jakarta? Gold diggers?" Du Weiguo curled his lips in disbelief.
"So, this guy named Yu took the initiative to come to Saint Georgetown to invest and open a store?"

Su Li nodded and said:
"Yes, I also noticed him at the time, and even sent someone to monitor Manhanlou for a period of time. The feedback I received from the people below was that there was no problem. This Yu is a shrewd businessman."

Su Li was not shirking his responsibility. He was now in control of the entire military, police and intelligence system of Guyana and was busy with a lot of things every day.

With his status, it is impossible for him to personally manage a restaurant. Of course, he has to leave it to his subordinates and will not even put too much energy into it.

After a pause, Su Li stared at him intently and asked in a deep voice:

"So, Wesley, what did you find out?"

Du Weiguo did not keep the secret: "There is a basement and a radio station in the backyard of Manhan Building."

"What? Are you sure?" Su Li suddenly stood up, his face instantly covered with a cloud. "Uncle Li, I saw the basement with my own eyes, and I also found the radio station." The sensible Duran took the initiative to stand up and said.

She regarded Du Weiguo's words as an imperial decree. She did not forget that he had asked her to keep her ability to see through things a secret.

"The guy from Mala next door! Damn it!" Upon hearing this, Su Li was so angry that his veins popped out and he cursed with gritted teeth.

There is a secret room and a radio station. This must be the base of an intelligence agency in Saint Georgetown.

Of course, if it were just that, Su Li wouldn’t be so angry.

After all, due to the free trade zone, there are countless foreign populations in Saint Georgetown, and Guyana has been madly absorbing immigrants recently.

Hundreds of thousands of immigrants pour into Guyana by land and sea every month, and in such circumstances, it is inevitable that good and bad are mixed in.

Those spies and secret agents mixed in with the players and immigrants and came in all at once, and no one could identify them one by one.

There are no less than dozens of intelligence bases of different affiliations that have been controlled so far, and there are countless unknown bases and hidden spies.

What made him angry was that he had clearly sent people to investigate the Manhan Building and Yu Hanliang, but such obvious clues as the basement and the radio station were glamorously missed.

There are two situations for this mistake.

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The first is that his subordinates are not doing their job well. At the same time, Yu Hanliang is a senior old fox with rich experience and no loopholes.

The second type is more terrifying. His subordinates were bribed and corrupted by Yu Hanliang, and they just went through the motions or even took the initiative to cover up for him.

No matter which situation it was, it was a slap in the face for Su Li. Especially since this situation was discovered by Du Weiguo, it made his old face hurt.

Su Li said nothing and was about to walk out with a dark face, but was stopped by Du Weiguo.

"Brother Su Li, don't leave in a hurry. I think this Manhan Building and Yu Hanliang may not be that simple."

"Hmm? So, is he also a user with special abilities?"

Upon hearing this, Su Li's eyes lit up. Due to the relationship between Du Weiguo and the evil gods, he had a very deep understanding of people with special abilities.

If Du Weiguo could say that this Yu Hanliang was not simple, then this Yu Hanliang must be an extraordinary person, and most likely a person with special abilities.

Du Weiguo shook his head:

"No, Brother Su Li, you misunderstood. This Yu is not a person with special abilities. What I mean is that his background is not simple."

"The background is not simple? What kind of background could it be?" Su Li was a little surprised.

"The CIA of Citibank, the French Seventh Bureau? The Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs? Or Mossad? The Illuminati? Wesley, to this day, are there any intelligence agencies that you take seriously?"

Su Li's tone was slightly teasing, but what he said was an indisputable fact.

Now the KGB and the Freemasons have completely surrendered to Du Weiguo, MI6 has basically sided with him, and even the CIA and the Illuminati are constantly showing goodwill.

The rest are just two or three small cats, either they are not strong enough or they are out of reach. Not to mention Du Weiguo, even Su Li is not taken seriously.

"Haha~" Du Weiguo chuckled and said meaningfully: "Brother Su Li, I'm afraid you missed one family?"

"Did it slip through?" Su Li frowned, then he immediately reacted and his eyes widened instantly.

"You mean, this Yu guy came from the east?"

"At least this possibility exists." Du Weiguo nodded:
“I saw a clerk in the store with calluses on his palms, base of the thumb, index finger, and shoulders, although he tried his best to hide it.

But it is not difficult to tell from his behavior and gait that he is a military man, and I have only seen this kind of temperament in one place."

After extinguishing his cigarette, he continued:
"This Yu Hanliang is similar, and he has gunshot wounds on his body, not just one. The most interesting thing is that he can also get the formula of Xinghua Village."

After a pause, Du Weiguo counted on his fingers, one by one:

"The overseas Chinese in Jakarta are gold diggers, shrewd businessmen, but they have also served in the military and fought in wars. They are also the descendants of the imperial chefs in the palace. Isn't the probability that they can brew Fenjiu a little too low?"

In fact, Du Weiguo had this guess as soon as he discovered that there was something else hidden under the Manhan Building.

After all, in just two years, Quiana alone had a large-scale organized immigration of more than 2 million people from the east.

If we add Hong Kong Island, Pattaya and East Persia, the total number of immigrants from these places is close to 500 million.

With such a big commotion, even though the immigrants did not leave from one place, it was bound to attract the attention of some people.

In addition, Yang Caiyu suddenly appeared in Hong Kong Island, there was that damn "Landlord Association" in Hong Kong Island, and Lao Lei's backstabbing.

Behind all these things, one by one, there seems to be an invisible hand pushing them forward, and there is also a familiar smell.

"There's a shitty chance!" Su Li gritted his teeth with his back teeth.

He is not so easy to fool. The chance of success when several completely unrelated identities are combined together is zero.

His men didn't notice such an obvious flaw, there was a high probability that they were bribed. Su Li now wished he could strangle them to death immediately.

But he changed his mind, suddenly smiled, slowly sat down, and his tone became a little playful:
"Wesley, if this guy really came from the east, what are you going to do?"

If he really came from the east, then this Yu Hanliang is most likely of the same origin as Du Weiguo. Su Li would of course have to test his position.

"Heh~" Du Weiguo sneered, and his tone suddenly became gloomy.

"What a mess those people from the east are. We are now outside the Three Realms and are no longer in the Five Elements. We don't need to care about anyone's face. If anyone gets in our way, we will kill them. If Buddha gets in our way, we will kill Buddha. We will do whatever we have to do."

"Okay, I've been waiting for you to say this!" Upon hearing this, Su Li excitedly clapped his hands and cheered:

"Wesley, that's right. You are quite clear now. You know clearly who is close to you and who is not!"

Du Weiguo smacked his lips and said helplessly:
"You are the one who said this. I am not stupid. I can eat a hundred beans without feeling disgusted. How can you not understand this? Besides, I don't owe them anything anymore."

"Okay!" Su Li nodded heavily, his eyes gleaming with ferocity:
"I'm relieved that you can figure it out. I'll immediately send people to tear down the Manhan Building, and then bring this bastard named Yu back to punish him!"

Du Weiguo waved his hand:

"There's no need to make such a big fuss and cause panic among the people on the street. Find him, bring him back, and then let Honey see what secrets are in his mind."

"Hani, are you sure?"

Su Li turned his head to look at Du Hani who was standing obediently behind Du Weiguo, his brows slightly frowned, with a somewhat conflicted expression.

Du Weiguo put his arm around Du Hani's shoulders:

"Yeah, sure, Honey's grown up now. She's not a kid anymore. It's time for her to help out."

"Yes, yes, Uncle Li, I'm not a child anymore, I can help." Du Hani jumped three feet high with excitement, her little face flushed with excitement.

Don’t be fooled by the innocent and harmless look of the little girl, in fact, her abilities are extremely terrifying.

Mind reading, no one has any secrets in front of her.

However, Du Weiguo, Su Li and Guo Fu strictly ordered her not to abuse her abilities, and would not let her participate in any operations easily.

Duhaney’s previous experience was not good, and she was also young.

Her mind is still immature, and they are worried that the little girl will be exposed to the filth and dirtiness of the world too early and too much, which will make her psychology become twisted and dark.

However, Duhani is now 14 years old, and she is a person with special abilities, and a member of the Sha-Shien. She is destined not to live an ordinary life like ordinary people.

Since we have to face these bloody storms sooner or later, now is about the time.

"Okay, you have the final say, let's do it!" Su Li looked at Du Hani deeply again, then turned and walked out.

At the same time, the city of Nouadhibou is separated from Saint-Jean-de-Guizhou by a sea.

In the desert on the outskirts of the city, in a deep cave, Leech walked in hurriedly, carrying a huge bag.

"how is the situation?"

Seeing him, the elder of the Viper Cult, Teletubbies, asked impatiently, and the few living people in the cave also turned to look at him.

"He must be in St. Georgetown now." Leech put the big bag on the ground and replied in a muffled voice.

"Damn it! How come he got here before us? Could he have predicted the future? Or did someone leak the news?"

Teletubbies suddenly became furious, and a terrifying aura suddenly rose from his ferocious body. Among all the monsters in the Viper Cult, he had the most humanity.

The leech ignored it, walked around it, and strode straight towards Krishna:

"He should have seen through our plan and was not transferred by Marsar. Instead, he realized our true purpose. His behavior, as the Chinese idiom says, is called waiting for the rabbit by the tree."

Leech's tone was cold and full of questioning.

"Pope Krishna, it was you who came up with the idea. What do you think we should do next?"

At this moment, Krishna, who seemed to be illusory, was sitting cross-legged quietly on the ground, and Rebola was lying flat in front of him.

Although this dying sick man still hadn't woken up, his breathing had become much slower and longer, and even his complexion had regained its healthy rosy color.

This miraculous change was naturally his (its) work. (End of this chapter)