Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

At 2 o'clock in the morning, dark clouds covered the moon, and the city of Baman was as dark as thick ink, without even a shred of light.

And it's very cold, the cold air penetrates to the bone, the kind of coldness that refreshes the heart and lungs, this is the characteristic of the climate here.

It's hot as hell during the day and freezing cold at night, with a huge difference in temperature.

At this moment, Baman City was dead silent, and even the walking corpses wandering the streets had disappeared.

Either he found a way out and returned to his kennel contentedly, or he collapsed to death in a dark corner in despair.

In the current Baman City, it was as quiet as a dead city. Suddenly, Mancha's luxurious mansion lit up with a flash of fire.

A moment later, a few disheveled young women ran out of the house staggeringly as if they were going crazy. Immediately, the mansion burst into flames, instantly dyeing the dark sky red.

Du Weiguo is already very familiar with the business of murder and arson!

On the way out of the city, Du Weiguo drove the White-Browed Monkey's World War II rice army open-top jeep at high speed, and drove away in a hurry.

"Damn it, it's a pity that those two luxury cars are fancy but useless things. This is a broken road. Rolls-Royce is not as smart as a tractor!"

Just after leaving the city, Du Weiguo had to slow down the speed of the car, and complained in a tone of anger, there is no way, the dirt road outside the city is bumpy and full of potholes, and it is extremely easy to overturn when driving too fast.

At this moment, the handsome big fox was sitting on the co-pilot's seat facing the wind, letting the cold and fierce night wind blow the fiery red fur on its body fluctuating like a brocade.

It glanced at Du Weiguo with squinted eyes, and did not argue, but groaned comfortably:
"It's really comfortable!"

This big fox was born in Yiwulu Mountain in the northeast, and he is used to the cold winter. Although he has no fear of cold and warm after he became enlightened, he still doesn't like the hot and humid winter.

In recent days, it has complained about the weather in southern Xinjiang more than once. In fact, Du Weiguo feels the same way. Although the cold and heat don't invade, he doesn't like the weather here either.

The speed of the car slowed down, Du Weiguo took out two cigarettes, lit them together in his mouth, and handed one to the big fox.

The big fox hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his dexterous little paws to take it, took a sip beautifully, and suddenly asked:
"Du Da, why didn't you let me into the secret room just now?"

Hearing this, Du Weiguo's eyes flickered immediately, and he almost choked on the smoke, uh, why didn't he let him enter the secret room just now?is a good question.

Why?

Of course, it was because it would affect Du Daguan's ability to make money. After all, the supernatural power of mustard seed storage must never be used in person.

As the saying goes, money touches people's hearts, and gold charms eyes!

Du Weiguo has always claimed that he is not a greedy person, but in the face of the real Jinshan, he still couldn't hold back his inner desire after all.

Almost all the stored food in the space, as well as the Type 56 automatic rifle, were discarded by Du Weiguo and replaced with an equal volume of gold.

Two boxes, a total of 48 boxes of canned beef, 4 boxes of compressed biscuits, a rifle and 4 magazines, all replaced with gold of the same volume.

Well, the conversion is almost in units of tons. Of course, even so, Du Weiguo managed to move less than one-sixth of the gold mountain in Mancha.

This batch of gold, with the logo of the Commonwealth of Nations printed on it, should have been stored by the British army in northern Burma back then. I don't know why it was obtained by Mancha.

The system space is too small, but even so, this deal is definitely worth it, no!It is simply a profit.

There are now more than 2 tons of gold in the space, Du Weiguo has now completely realized the freedom of wealth in the true sense, on a global scale, at any timeline~
This is the true murder and arson gold belt!

Facing the big fox's questioning, Du Weiguo spoke lazily, and casually made up a very indiscriminate reason:

"Didn't you have to help me wipe that stupid pig for me just now? Besides, how can there be any pickled objects in this world that can fall into the eyes of your fox fairy?"

"Cut! Talk nonsense, run the train with your mouth full~"

The big fox curled his lips in a very humane way, and made a sarcasm, but he didn't continue to dwell on this topic. Although Du Weiguo's praise was perfunctory, it still felt quite useful.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, the town of Delai, which is about 100 kilometers away from Baman City.

This small town is a bit interesting. The buildings are a bit like a small town in the south of the Yangtze River during the Republic of China. The area is small, and it is barely neat and clean.

On the empty stone road, Du Weiguo, like a ghost, walked quietly to the door of the only medical center in the town.

This medical clinic is a two-story wooden building, facing south from the north. The original color of tung oil primer is antique, and there are two unicorn beasts at the door. There is a signboard on the door, which reads "Tang style Medical Hall".

Tsk!It's finally here.

The corner of Du Weiguo's mouth lightly raised, and he gently unloaded the backpack, and put it against the wall. The big fox sat on the backpack, his feet seemed to be rooted, and he didn't move at all.

Du Weiguo patted the big fox on the head, and said softly:
"Hu Da, I'll leave the security around the perimeter to you. What kind of Ma Long will I meet when I go in~"

The big fox didn't speak, but impatiently waved its front paws, and did not forget to separate the paws, making a movement of pinching the cigarette.

Miss Hu has a huge addiction to cigarettes, she is an old smoker for more than a hundred years, Du Weiguo shook his head helplessly and amusedly, and gave her a cigarette.

Immediately, the Jiuyou lock in the sleeve shot out suddenly, and it was nailed to the slanting beam on the roof of the second floor.

With a sudden tug on the Jiuyou lock, Du Weiguo's figure instantly rose from the ground like a night owl with the help of the pulling force.

"Crash!"

Du Weiguo violently smashed through the wooden window, and broke into a room on the second floor of the medical hall very violently.

This is an illegal place, and Du Weiguo came to Triangle to kill people, so there is no need to follow the rules as usual, be cautious, and walk on thin ice.

Lawlessness, what a joy!

Ever since the handover of Hong Kong Island and being imprisoned, Du Weiguo has been suppressing a raging flame in his heart. Now, Nilin Yang Caiyu's coma has added fuel to the fire.

The raging fire in his chest has evolved into a boiling volcano, and now it's finally time to erupt!
Du Weiguo himself doesn't know how terrifying it can be when he is unscrupulous, has no taboos, and completely lets go of his hands and feet?
The room on the south side of the second floor is a bedroom. On the bed is a half-grown old man of about 50 years old. He reacts quickly.

When Jiuyousuo had just been nailed to the beam, he was awakened by the sound, his eyes sharpened, and he turned over abruptly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

When Du Weiguo broke through the wooden window and rushed into the house, the old man's hand flashed a cold light, and six thin needles came out of his hand.

The thin needle made a sharp and shrill sound of breaking the wind, and pierced Du Weiguo's body extremely fast.

This thin needle is basically a silver needle used in acupuncture. It is very rare for such a light and flimsy thing to make such a frightening breaking sound.

It can be seen from this.This little old man has real kung fu in his hands!
Not only that, Du Weiguo's eyes were piercing, and he keenly discovered that when the thin needle was flying in mid-air, the needle body had already changed its color, turning blue and poisonous~
However, these seemingly dazzling techniques are actually not enough in front of Du Weiguo.

Before the person landed, when he was in mid-air, a light flickered in Du Weiguo's hand, and with just one swipe of Xiao Tang's knife, several fine needles had been swept into powder.

Du Weiguo has never had any fancy tricks. He relies on two things to move across the world. First, he is powerful and heavy, and second, he is as fast as lightning.

The moment Du Weiguo landed on the ground, the silver cold light flashed away, and the little old man let out a muffled groan.

When I looked at him again, a fish killing knife had already penetrated his right shoulder, and the huge inertia directly nailed him to the wooden wall of the bedroom.

Before he could let out a scream, another sharp fish-killing knife was nailed to his other shoulder.

It wasn't until this moment that the sound of the flying knife piercing through the air sounded.

"sough!"

The little old man lost his speech due to the headache!At this time, there was a burst of very hurried footsteps outside the bedroom, mixed with the inconspicuous sound of pulling the bolt.

Just by the sound, Du Weiguo could tell that there were two people outside, their weapons were Thompson submachine guns and the famous Chicago typewriter.

Du Weiguo's eyes were fixed, and without hesitation, he swiped his right hand behind his waist, and took the Huakou luzi with the silencer installed in his hand.

The action is extremely smooth, there is no loading action at all, and there is no aiming, just raise your hand and hit:

"Pfft~~"

A muffled gunshot sounded, and the bullet directly penetrated the bedroom door. Behind the door, there were muffled groans and the sound of heavy objects falling, and then it became silent.

At this time, Du Weiguo quickly put away the pistol, took out a gas mask from the back of his waist, and quickly put it on his face.

He let out a long breath, and his voice was muffled due to wearing a mask:

"Damn, you are a doctor who treats diseases and saves lives, and you actually specialize in playing drugs. It's really ridiculous!"

This half-old man is also a supernatural person. After a short fight, Du Weiguo has already judged it.

This guy can release a light blue poisonous gas through his hands and mouth, which can be attached to quench the poison, or breathe through his mouth and nose, which is extremely sharp.

This is a poison master!Fortunately, his poison is colored. If it was colorless and odorless, Du Weiguo would be easily caught by accident.

Although he has self-healing magic skills, Du Weiguo still doesn't want to test the efficiency of self-healing to resist the poison, so he has been holding his breath before.

The specific scope and intensity of this half-old man’s poisoning are still uncertain, but within 3 meters, there must be no problem. In addition, whether he can use other parts of his body to release poison is also unknown.

At this moment, nailed to the wooden wall, this little old man, who looked like Jesus, was nailed to the wall, his face was distorted in pain, his eyes were bloodshot, and he hissed:

"Old man Ge! Du Yan Wang, you really dare to come to die?"

Whoops!
What kind of way is this?Knowing how to use such an unpopular hidden weapon as a silver needle, and also using poison, his surname is Tang, and he has a Shu accent, is he some kind of Tang sect master?
Du Weiguo couldn't help muttering in his heart, dammit, if the legendary Tang Sect really existed, it would be a giant!

But after thinking about it, since this old guy in front of him is mixed with a group of vicious ghosts and snakes like Ba Bailong, there are only two possibilities.

If this Ma Long is a traitor of the Tang Sect, or the entire Tang Sect is a low class, then I don't have to be polite.

Du Weiguo's current state is that there are too many lice and he is not afraid of being bitten, and his enemies are all over the world, so he doesn't care about having one more Luoshizi Tangmen.

Until now, Du Weiguo had time to take a look at this little old man, in his 50s, with silver hair, well-proportioned figure, and a good appearance.

But at this time, there were two sharp knives stuck in his shoulders, his face was distorted beyond recognition, his eyes were blood red, ferocious and frightening, and there was no trace of arrogance.

After slightly adjusting the gas mask on his face, Du Weiguo sneered, with a harsh tone:

"Heh! Now that you know me, it's easy for us to talk nonsense, you are Ma Long from Eight Hundred Dragons, right?

Let's talk about the specific strength of your eight hundred dragons, and there are still a few supernatural powers in total. If you are satisfied, I can give you a happy one. "

Hearing this, Ma Long's pupils shook violently, as if he didn't expect Du Weiguo to have obtained so much information, even his nickname.

"Du, King Du Yan, there is absolutely no way you are alive~ah~"

Du Weiguo's face was grim, and before he could finish his ruthless words, another fish-killing knife flew out of his hand, pierced Ma Long's collarbone fiercely, and nailed it deeply to the wall.

A mouthful of blood spewed out of Ma Long's mouth, and he cursed heartbreakingly:

"Du Yanwang, I'm Nima~ah~"

On the other side of Ma Long's collarbone, he was stabbed again. The grandson of Du Weiguo, he is somewhat obsessive-compulsive.

Pleasant to watch!

Now Malone is more hideous than Jesus, and God only nailed two nails, but he was good, and he inserted four knives at once.

At this moment, Ma Long was in so much pain that his brain had stopped functioning due to the severe pain, and he had no time to think at all.

Where did Du Weiguo get the almost endless, slender and sharp fish-killing knives from?

At this moment, there was a sudden noise on the street, which was the sound of footsteps that could only be made by many people running at the same time.

Ma Long forcibly held back the screams, his face was ferocious, and his tone was cruel:
"Zinima, if you can walk out of this town of Delai today, I will use your surname from now on~"

Before he finished speaking, the noise outside had completely stopped, and it became silent again. Ma Long was stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Before he had time to think, two fish-killing knives were nailed to his thighs whizzingly.

"Ah~~"

After a while, Ma Long's wailing gradually stopped. At this moment, Du Weiguo took out a fish-killing knife from his back and gently stroked the sharp blade with his fingers.

Ma Long's eyes showed a look of despair and fear. His hands and feet were crippled, and he had no ability to resist.

This damned Du Yan Wang was extremely cunning, he put on a gas mask immediately, and Ma Long's sharpest means of using poison was easily abolished.

The most frightening thing is that this Du Yan Wang has powerful helpers, and the gunmen outside the medical hall can be dealt with silently.

People have limits of endurance, and Ma Long was stabbed six times in a row, all of which were stabbed in the nerve cluster with incomparable precision.

The pain was indescribable. Ma Long was originally in charge of liaison and sales, which was of an internal nature. He hadn't charged in battle for many years, let alone got injured.

Du Weiguo guessed right, he is a traitor of the Tang Sect, he is a kung fu master, proficient in hidden weapons, and also has the talent to use poison, which can kill people invisible.

Possessing unique skills, Ma Long was naturally not reconciled to the rules of the Tang Sect, and spent his time hiding in the backcountry and eating chaff and vegetables all day long.

As early as 41, when he was only in his 20s, he resolutely resolutely left the Tang Sect and directly voted for a certain authority.

At that time, he was working for a certain authority, and most of the time, he was dealing with small days, so Tangmen just turned a blind eye.

Later, the situation reversed, and Ma Long left the border with Li Long and joined the Eight Hundred Dragons, and the Tang Sect was out of reach.

Ma Long has been abroad for so many years, with his back against the big tree of Babailong, he has delicacies and delicacies, pampered and pampered, his bones are a little crisp.

Six knives was his limit, he couldn't take it anymore, and no matter what, he didn't want to suffer any more.

At this time, Du Weiguo gently spun the sharp blade in his hand and made a gesture of preparing to launch. Ma Long immediately cried out with tears and begged for mercy:

"Don't, don't! Du Yan Wang, don't pierce, I said, I said~"

Du Weiguo's face hidden under the gas mask showed a sly smile, what a shitty master of the Tang sect?
Sure enough, the bastards like Babailong who only hide in the dark are nothing more than a group of soft bones who bully the weak and fear the hard.