Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Chapter 743 Small Scenes

"Going out? Alone, what does that mean? Wesley, where are you going?"

Upon hearing this, Lena's beautiful big green eyes immediately stood up, with a slightly indignant and nervous expression, and asked a series of questions in one breath.

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, and asked in a playful tone:
"What? Director Lei Na, do I need to report my itinerary to you now? Am I being supervised?"

Lena gave him a blank look angrily:
"Don't change the subject, who dares to supervise you, you clearly know that I don't mean it, Wesley, this is not Hong Kong Island.

South Korea here is the territory of the CIA, and they are here, acting even more arrogantly than in their own country, there is a deep hatred between you and them~"

Du Weiguo rubbed his hands together, with a half smile on his face:
"So what? I'm just going to do some private affairs, and I won't take the initiative to provoke them, but if they dare to tease me, hehe~"

Du Weiguo laughed until Leina was terrified, and couldn't help but shudder, and said anxiously:
"Wesley, don't be fooled. I'm not kidding. The CIA is really strong here. In the base in Incheon Port, there are hundreds of thousands of meters of troops stationed, and there is an entire brigade of green berets."

Du Weiguo was angry and funny:
"Leina, you're getting more and more nonsense, I've said it all, I didn't go out to cause trouble, tens of 10 people, what about the berets of the whole brigade, heh, you scared me to death.

What's the matter, they can still swarm me up to deal with me, okay, I'm convinced, I promise, I won't provoke the CIA, and I won't kill anyone, that's fine. "

Seeing the weeping expression of this showman, Du Weiguo, who was as big as a bucket, quickly made a promise, which made her look a little pale.

However, Reina still did not give up, and continued to ask the bottom line:

"Wesley, tell me, what are you going to do? You don't understand the language, and you don't know the road conditions well. Why don't I send Lake to be your driver?"

Du Weiguo became a little impatient at being pestered by her, so he slapped Leina's fart hard, and put on a straight face:

"I don't want to go to the house for three days, Lena, is it endless, right? I told you, I'm going out to do some private affairs, do you understand private affairs?"

Leina clutched her painfully beaten butt, her expression was aggrieved, her eyes were red with half-truth, and her voice was mournful:
"Wesley, I'm also worried about you. You actually beat me to death. Sure enough, only the newcomers laugh. Who cries when they see the old ones? You despise me now, right?"

Lei Na, a dramatist, fell ill again, and Du Weiguo angrily carried her on his shoulders:
"No, I have to enforce the family law on you. I want to see if you are crying or laughing!"

"let me go!"

Leina put on a show, kicking her hands and feet and struggling, but there was a cunning flash between her brows and the corners of her eyes.

At the moment, the situation in Seoul is chaotic and anxious, and she is actually a little worried that Du Weiguo may get in touch with Natasha, and take the chestnut out of the fire, and grab the food from the tiger's mouth.

Therefore, she wanted to do her best to squeeze Du Weiguo dry. She had used this trick on Hong Kong Island before, and it worked well.

It's a pity that she made a mistake this time. After Du Weiguo upgraded his flickering skills, his physique jumped to another level, strength, endurance, explosive power, speed, all improved, hehe~
The result after omitting 10 words was that in the early morning of the next day, Director Lei Na, the head of MI[-] in Asia, was injured for non-combat reasons and could not get out of bed at all.

Last night, Lei Na's earth-shattering shouts also resounded throughout the office building, and even today, all the female staff looked at Du Weiguo with burning eyes.

After all, no woman would dislike a strong man.

10 am, Seoul, Jung-gu, Myeong-dong, Westin Chosun Hotel.

In the banquet hall on the 7th floor, the press conference for the premiere of "Fist of Fury" is being held. Brother Xiao Long is sitting in the chairman C seat with high spirits, full of hesitation, looking forward to the sky.

The nominal general manager of Kunpeng Films, the fat old man in England, Donald, introduced the movie with eloquence, and his mouth was full of foam.

"This is an unprecedented and great movie. The fighting scenes make people's blood spurt, and the patriotic complex is even more soul-stirring~~"

With a plain face and professional attire, Zhao Yingnan sat in an inconspicuous corner off the stage, lacking in interest.

Ma, who was dressed in a neat suit, was sitting upright beside her, with sharp eyes, watching around vigilantly.

Near Brother Xiao Ma, there were a few capable young people scattered in the crowd, vaguely guarding Zhao Yingnan in the center.

Near the rostrum, a Kodak Brownie camera was set up. After changing his costume, Du Weiguo was watching Zhao Yingnan quietly through the lens.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered to himself:
"Heh, Xiao Ma has also grown up. It's a good idea, and the protection measures are quite comprehensive, but it's too open, and an insider can see the clues at a glance. It's a bit of a cover-up."

The grandson of Du Weiguo, he started to stand and talk again without pain in his back. Xiaoma's current identity is Zhao Yingnan's bodyguard and driver, but how can there be any real elite masters under his command?

As an ordinary person, to be able to achieve such a level of protection, Xiao Ma is also working hard, it is already his limit.

At this time, Donald had finished his vernacular, and the audience applauded thunderously. Due to historical reasons, Goryeo also hated Dongying deeply at this time, and the ethnic hatred was extremely strong.

Therefore, this "Fist of Fury" can still resonate strongly in the Koryo area. Reporters from various media are very enthusiastic about asking Bruce Lee in the chairmanship.

When interviewing the protagonist, it is natural to give the camera. Du Weiguo had no choice but to adapt to the situation, turned his body, and pointed the camera at Brother Xiaolong on the stage to shoot.

Zhao Yingnan, who was drowsy under the stage, glanced inadvertently, his eyes tightened suddenly, and his body froze.

This back view looks so familiar. Du Weiguo's cross-dressing has obvious flaws. He only modified the face and front of the body, but ignored the back.

For ordinary people, this kind of cross-dressing can be regarded as flawless, but for the person next to the pillow, it is a bit incapable.

How did you say that sentence, even if you peel the skin, you will know your bones!
Zhao Yingnan's eyes were shining brightly, his expression was in a daze, and he stared at Du Weiguo without blinking for a moment. Xiao Ma was keenly aware of her strangeness, and quickly asked with concern:
"Miss, what's the matter with you? Is there any question?"

Zhao Yingnan's tone was hesitant: "Uh, pony~"

At this moment, there were two very sudden "pops", and then the door of the banquet hall was slammed open with great force.

A man who looked like a security guard clutched his chest, staggered and fell to the ground, his chest fainted with blood, obviously he had been shot.

As the gate opened, three men with handkerchiefs covering their faces and guns in their hands rushed in from outside. The leader was a strong man with a turban on his forehead and a dazzling sun flag painted on it.

He held an M2 carbine rifle in his hand, hissed at the top of his lungs, and shouted in mixed Japanese and Korean:
"Baga! You bastards, kneel down to me!"

While yelling, he also fired a few shots towards the ceiling. The hall suddenly became chaotic, and everyone screamed.

"Clap clap~"

The brawny man got angry, and fired several shots at the panicked crowd without any scruples, blood spattered all over the place, and the unlucky ones who ran around in a panic fell to the ground in an instant.

The strong man shouted again at this moment: "Bastard, kneel down for me!"

His two accomplices also fired and roared together. Most of the people in the hall, who were photographed by the coercion, had already reacted, and they squatted or knelt obediently.

Xiao Ma and the others reacted quickly. The moment the incident happened, they surrounded Zhao Yingnan in the center and hid in a corner.

Zhao Yingnan was initially shocked, and then glanced in the direction where Du Weiguo was just now. There was only a lonely camera left, and there was no sign of him.

In the chaos, Brother Xiaolong was the calmest one in the field. Until now, he was still sitting firmly on the rostrum. At this moment, he has roughly recognized the situation.

These unscrupulous guys are undoubtedly from Japan, and they are also the most extreme and radical left-wing thugs.

Regardless of his dignity as a Chinese, or his bloodiness as the leading actor in the movie "Jing Fu Men", Brother Xiaolong cannot kneel down, even to die.

At this moment, the brawny man has obviously noticed Brother Xiaolong on the rostrum, and roared with fierce eyes:

"Ba Ga, bastard, go to hell!"

While roaring, he raised the rifle in his hand towards Brother Xiaolong, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Clap~"

Although Brother Xiaolong is not afraid of death, he is not a fool waiting to die. The moment the strong man raised his weapon, he moved, an agile lunge, followed by a smooth forward roll.

Brother Xiaolong's movements were as fast as lightning, and his predictions were also very accurate. Not only did he dodge the strong man's shot without delay, but he also dodged the extended firepower afterwards.

Needless to say, Brother Xiaolong's skill is definitely not a show, it's real.

At the same time, the strong man's companion, a guy with long hair, also noticed Zhao Yingnan and his party hiding in the corner.

This guy was more ruthless than a strong man, he didn't shout, his eyes were red, and he didn't say a word, he directly raised the Thompson submachine gun in his hand at the pony and the others, and pulled the bolt.

"Surround Miss!"

The pony roared fiercely, and at the same time, there was a gleam of sternness in his eyes, and he threw a chair by his side towards Long Mao viciously.

The moment Chang Mao dodged the chair, the pony rushed towards him, even though he saw that Chang Mao's black muzzle had turned to point at him, he still didn't flinch.

"Ah~"

At the moment when the pony went to die generously, Changmao suddenly let out a mournful cry, and the middle finger of his right hand was cut off abruptly by a sudden black light.

After Wu Guang cut off his finger, it was firmly stuck behind the trigger of the Thompson submachine gun. It turned out to be a pen.

The pony narrowly escaped death, but he didn't bother to check the origin of the black light. With a roar, he fit the long hair and threw it to the ground.

The pony made a decisive move, and at the same time he threw his fists down, like a sledgehammer, he slammed on Chang Mao's forehead, knocking him unconscious.

Xiao Ma snatched the submachine gun from his hand, sat up on his knees, caught a glimpse of the pen caught behind the trigger, and quickly reached out to break it.

At the same time, the burly man's rifle magazine was also emptied, and while he was changing the magazine, Xiao Long jumped up from the ground like a cheetah and rushed towards him.

The strong man's reaction was quick, he immediately threw away the rifle without hesitation, took out a small tachi from behind him, and slashed at Brother Xiaolong.

Brother Xiaolong leaned back and made an exaggerated long bridge of iron plates before he dodged the blade. The strong man's skill was not bad, and he punched Brother Xiaolong with his left hand, viciously hammering on Brother Xiaolong's chest.

Brother Xiaolong lost his balance and fell to the ground. The strong man swung his knife and slashed down. At the critical moment, Brother Xiaolong's fast-moving lazy donkey rolled and avoided him.

On the other side, the last remaining thug had a ski cap on his head and an M1911 in his hand.

Hearing the wailing of his companion, the ski hat quickly turned his head and saw that the pony knocked his companion unconscious, so he raised his pistol.

Fortunately, at this moment, a tall male reporter suddenly mustered up his courage and slammed the camera in his hand on the arm of the ski cap.

The pistol fell to the ground, and the ski cap flew into a rage, and kicked the reporter down. Just as he was about to bend down to pick up the pistol, he was hit on the thigh with the butt of the submachine gun by Xiao Ma.

The ski cap snorted and fell to his knees. The pen was stuck tightly, and it was made of pure steel. The pony couldn't snap it off immediately, so it could only be used as a sledgehammer.

Xiao Ma was about to hit the head of the ski cap again, but this guy suddenly hugged his calf and flipped it over. This is a typical judo technique.

The ski cap is also a trainer, with a successful blow, he took advantage of the momentum, and instantly pressed the pony under his body, his hands were like iron clamps, and tightly strangled the pony's neck.

"What are you still doing in a daze, go and help!"

Zhao Yingnan's pupils were filled with blood, roared angrily, and pushed and pushed the capable men who were protecting her tightly. These men couldn't bear it long ago, and upon hearing this, they rushed over to help.

At this moment, the leader's strong man just happened to be hooked by Brother Xiaolong's calf, and fell to the ground. The two men who rushed up were like arhats, and they were firmly pressed to the ground. No matter how much he screamed and struggled, it was useless.

The ski cap was also thrown down by the male reporter who got up. The moment Brother Xiaoma got out of trouble, he was still lying on the ground, and kicked him directly on the chin. The ski cap rolled his eyes and passed out cleanly.

When the crisis was over, Brother Xiaoma panted heavily, clutching his swollen neck, and staggered to his feet. Immediately, he turned his head to look at Zhao Yingnan.

Immediately, Xiao Ma's eyes were cracked, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Yingnan had disappeared.

A moment later, the 18th floor of the Westin Chosun Hotel, 1805, executive suite, this room is next door to Zhao Yingnan.

Zhao Yingnan leaned lazily on the sofa, his expression was both surprised and happy, his eyes were full of irresistible charm, but his tone was very joking:

"What? Mr. Wesley, how much trouble have you caused again, you hide your head and show your tail, now you have to sneak around and pretend to be a little old man when you see me?"

Just downstairs, the surprise attack by the Dongpu thugs was really too small a scene for Du Weiguo.

He didn't even bother to make a move, he just threw out a pen and helped the pony out of the siege, and for the rest, he just watched with cold eyes.

At this moment, Du Weiguo replied with a smile while tearing off the fake beard around his lips:

"Hey, I can't help it, I have too many enemies, Yingnan, I don't want you to be implicated, but I can't help but want to see you, so I can only do this."

At this moment, Du Weiguo had already taken off his wig, revealing his lean short hair, and wiped it on his face a few times, revealing his original facial contours.

Du Weiguo smiled at her, and Zhao Yingnan was filled with joy when he looked at the face that he had dreamed of, and his heart was about to explode, but she still muttered resentfully:
"Du Weiguo, if there hadn't been such a mess today, wouldn't you still have no plans to show up?"

Du Weiguo sat down next to Zhao Yingnan with a hippie smile, and hugged her shoulders:

"How come? I've already stepped on it a long time ago, and I'm going to come here to steal incense and jade tonight."

Zhao Yingnan was embraced by him, and half of his body was already numb, but he still gritted his teeth firmly:
"Tch, you're still stealing incense and jade, so you're not afraid that I'll treat you like a flower picker and snap right away?"

Du Weiguo smiled, hooked her white and tender chin with his fingers, and glanced at her delicate red lips:

"Are you afraid? So, didn't I just come here in the daytime? Boss Megan, it's time to settle my screenwriting fee, and pay directly."

Zhao Yingnan's face turned red, and he wanted to speak hard: "Come on, you~~uh~~"

The ecstasy sound that makes people blush and heartbeat can only be omitted infinitely~~
(End of this chapter)