Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Chapter 484 Night Slaughter

After Du Weiguo left the University of Hong Kong, he randomly found a restaurant with a luxurious appearance, and made a serious meal.

He spent a whole 178 yuan for a meal alone, without even drinking any alcohol. This is no longer a luxury that can be described, it is simply extravagant!
Anyway, his money is also a windfall, so it is natural to spend it without hesitation. If the money is gone, it will come back!
After drinking and eating, Du Weiguo changed several buses and taxis in a row before returning to his residence.

Although Du Weiguo is confident that he will never be followed unknowingly, he should be careful, after all, there will be no problem.

In such a special environment, with a top-secret mission that must not fail, no matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful.

When Du Weiguo returned to the invincible sea view apartment he rented, it was already past 3:3 in the afternoon, but Hua Feisan hadn't come back yet.

When he was about to leave this morning, he and Hua Feisan made an appointment to meet before 4 o'clock this afternoon and share information with each other.

As a hardcore comrade on the hidden front, punctuality is definitely one of the rigid requirements, and the third brother will never be late.

After waiting for 10 minutes, it was already 4 o'clock. Du Weiguo couldn't help frowning, and his sword eyebrows came out of their sheaths!
Today, he and Hua Feisan split into two teams, each taking charge of a stall. Du Weiguo went to the University of Hong Kong to continue to monitor Mr. Tang's eyeliner and security situation, while Hua Feisan went out to find a boat.

Third brother's original Da Fei has been swallowed by Fat Pig Forest. Although Fat Pig Forest is gone, his ship is also gone, so his top priority is to get a new Da Fei as soon as possible!
This is a necessary and indispensable thing to take Mr. Tang out of Xiangjiang. As for the land route, there is no use at all.

If it was Du Weiguo himself, with the Blinking skill at his side, it would be unimpeded, but it would be a bit powerless to lead people!

There is a limit to his flickering skills, he can't take people at all, let alone people, he can't take any living things!

At 4:5, Du Weiguo stood up calmly. Hua Feisan must have had an accident, so he decided not to wait any longer.

He started to change clothes, a black safari leather jacket, black jeans, and a pair of black British high military boots.

Hong Kong Island is very good at this point. As a duty-free port, the market economy is very developed, and all kinds of cutting-edge goods can be easily bought from all over the world.

After taking the elevator downstairs, Du Weiguo left the apartment building on foot instead of driving. His BMW was too conspicuous.

Walking to the side of the road, Du Weiguo reached out and stopped a taxi casually, and then went straight to the pier.

The emergency contact address that he and Hua Feisan had agreed before was still the Zhan Kee Tea Restaurant, and that restaurant was in Mong Kok, so they had to cross the sea!

Although there is only a short distance of 2 kilometers between Hong Kong Island and Kowloon, there is no cross-sea bridge, and the only way to get there is by ferry, which is the famous Star Ferry.

As for why the cross-sea bridge was not built, most of the arguments are to preserve Victoria, a natural deep-water harbor. Of course, there is a mysterious argument, which we will not mention here.

Du Weiguo arrived in Kowloon by ferry, hired a taxi, and headed straight to Mong Kok, when he arrived at the tea restaurant.

Just when the door of the restaurant was pushed open, the boss named Uncle Gen greeted him with a bluff, shouting anxiously:

"Boss, Boss! Something happened to the third brother, he was beheaded!"

Although he spoke Cantonese, Du Weiguo still understood. Du Weiguo pinched his shoulder and said in a deep voice:
"Uncle Gen, tell Lei slowly, what's the matter?"

Uncle Gen's shoulder was pinched by Du Weiguo's hand, as if bitten by a giant beast, half of his body went numb in an instant.

Cold sweat broke out in an instant, soaking his back, and just as he was about to cry out for pain, he suddenly saw Du Weiguo's eyes that were burning like dark fire.

Uncle Gen is an old Jianghu, with a very wink, he immediately swallowed the shout in his mouth, and said with great pain:

"This afternoon~~"

Uncle Gen is an old Cantonese, he can't speak Mandarin at all, and he stumbles in English. It took a lot of effort for Du Weiguo to barely understand.

At 2 o'clock this afternoon, Hua Feisan was at the intersection of the restaurant when he was preparing to take the ferry to Wan Chai at the pier.

He was chopped up by a group of short mules with a knife, and then dragged away bloody. Now he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and he doesn't know where he was taken.

Uncle Gen only knew that this group of dwarf mules were people with the prefix K. As for the others, Uncle Gen's level was too low, so he didn't know.

"K prefix!"

Du Weiguo repeated the word in a harsh tone. When he was in Yangcheng, he also learned some knowledge about the current clubs in Hong Kong Island.

The strength of this society is not bad, but Hua Feisan can be regarded as a member of the Xiangtang, and it is currently the most popular and prefix on Hong Kong Island.

If he was taken away by the police, Du Weiguo still had some clues, but if he was taken away by these guys, Du Weiguo's eyes would be blackened.

Why can't he be like a second-hand man, carrying two machetes with a cold light, hacking all the way from Mong Kok to Tsim Sha Tsui East?

Du Weiguo frowned, and slowly sat at the table, while tapping the table with his fingers, thinking about the countermeasures.

Just at this moment, the phone in the tea restaurant suddenly rang. After Uncle Gen picked it up, he quickly nodded and answered the phone, then handed the receiver of the phone to Du Weiguo.

"Boss, I'm looking for you."

Du Weiguo frowned suddenly, huh?Hua Fei three down?This is absolutely impossible, right?It's only been a few hours, there's no way he can't stand the test like this!

Du Weiguo picked up the handset of the phone with some doubts, and his voice was very calm:
"I'm Wesley, Who are you?"

There was silence on the phone for a while, and then I heard a loud curse in a Chaozhou accent:
"Fuck you, Eminem, this ghost speaks bird language, let Xiao Wu come here!"

Soon, a young voice changed over the phone and said in somewhat blunt English:
"Your horse, Hua Feisan, is now in our hands. If you want him to live, hurry up and take 5 yuan to redeem him."

Du Weiguo frowned even tighter at this time, what a mess, he pretended to be angry and cursed:
"Cao! Do you know who I am? Are you sick? That guy is just one of my drivers!

Cao Nima's!You still want 5 yuan, are you crazy poor?Get rid of him quickly, I'm just looking for another driver! "

(It’s still the old rules, the above are all in English, but the old dog can’t, please understand it yourself.)
This young voice was immediately stunned by Du Weiguo's scolding. He paused for a long time, and told someone what Du Weiguo meant in Chaozhou dialect.

The other party's fingers seemed to block the microphone, and Du Weiguo couldn't hear the voice clearly, so he hung up the phone without saying a word.

Du Weiguo's thoughts suddenly changed at this time, what is the situation?Could it be that someone saw that Hua Feisan had recently picked up a fat sheep like himself, and then had other thoughts?
This should be the most reasonable explanation, other reasons are simply not valid!

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and leaned on the counter. Uncle Gen had already emptied the diners in the store with a wink, and then hung up the closing sign.

Du Weiguo smiled faintly, took out 100 yuan and handed it to Uncle Gen, and was too lazy to talk, just made a gesture of eating, and then made a gesture of booing.

Uncle Gen hurriedly nodded his head to express his understanding, and then he turned his head and went to the back kitchen to make arrangements.

Seeing plums in the bar, Du Weiguo casually picked up one and threw it in his mouth, chewing vigorously, after adapting to the short-term sourness, the sweet taste surged up.

The phone at the bar rang again, Du Weiguo stared at the phone with cold eyes, until the fifth ring, Uncle Gen hurried out from the back kitchen.

Du Weiguo motioned him with his eyes, and Uncle Gen answered the phone smartly, and after saying a few words, he handed the receiver to Du Weiguo.

Du Weiguo answered the phone, and without further ado, he yelled:
"Stupid! You bastard, what a bitch, I'm eating, what the hell did I say, kill that idiot quickly, I'll find another driver!"

A weak voice came from the phone: "Boss, help me! I'm Hua Feisan, please!"

Du Weiguo frowned, what the hell is going on, Hua Feisan actually asked for help, this situation is very abnormal.

"Cao, you son of a bitch, do you think you're worth 5 yuan?"

Du Weiguo's thoughts changed sharply, and he said in a harsh tone, Hua Feisan on the other end of the phone screamed at this moment, and after a while, he said intermittently:

"Boss, these big brothers with knives in their hands, they said, as long as 1 yuan is enough, boss, please help me, I will definitely pay you back!"

The corners of Du Weiguo's mouth were raised at this time, he understood, but he still said in a rough voice:
"Made, I'm not free, let them bring you to the restaurant to find me!"

At this time Hua Feisan screamed again, and then he said in a crying voice:

"Boss, you can just do it, please come here, I swear that I will serve you well in the future!"

Du Weiguo spat out the words in his mouth on the ground forcefully, and said very unhappy:
"Cao, what a trouble, give me the address, and I'll go after dinner!"

Three hours later, when the sky was completely dark, two short mules were blowing water and smoking outside a dilapidated warehouse in the New Territories.

Suddenly, a dark blade suddenly appeared on the neck of one of the short mules, and blood immediately sprayed the other short mule's face.

When he was in a daze in amazement, a small Tang knife with a blade as black as ink quickly cut his neck open, and he clutched his neck in an instant, and fell to the ground without saying a word.

The strong smell of blood began to permeate the air!

Du Weiguo took a deep breath of the familiar bloody smell, his eyes flickered coldly, and his body was full of evil spirits!

Tremble, fools!The King of Hades called the roll call, the killing in the dark night has already begun!

(End of this chapter)