Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Manipulating metal, this isn't some ordinary supernatural ability, it's extremely rare, even in the circle of ability users, it is a rare existence.

Among the ability users, the most are sensory specialties, such as vision, smell, hearing, etc., as well as physical strength specialties.

The specific reason is unknown, probably because the frequency of use of these organs is relatively high, so it is relatively easy to mutate.

Most of the other abilities are basically derived from brain mutations, such as prediction, mind reading, mind control, hypnosis, and metal control, all of which belong to this category.

The brain domain has always been a forbidden area for human beings, an unknown mystery, so this category is even more mysterious and unpredictable.

As for Du Weiguo, he is an outlier among outliers, a son of luck, with a system, and his abilities all come from the imagination of an old dog on the street, let alone mention it.

Closer to home, the moment Du Weiguo discovered that the cannonball turned around, Du Weiguo realized that the one who shot must be the metal master he had encountered in Korea.

It can be seen from this that the incident in Sumatra Island is clearly a murderous bureau set up by the Freemasonry against Du Weiguo.

Looking back now, this chess player who designed him behind the scenes was really exhaustive.

The three chartered ships carrying chemical raw materials, which were of no value at all, were accidentally hijacked. Although it was strange, it was reasonable.

It just so happened that Du Weiguo returned to Hong Kong Island at this time point, and then contacted him through Mr. Huo's relationship, which must be based on Du Weiguo's character, and he would definitely not stand by.

Including in front of the camp, these innocent crew members were just a way to anger Du Weiguo and make him lose his mind.

Such penetrating, cruel, cruel, life-threatening, vicious schemes closely linked to one another, coincided with the style of the chess player behind the layout in South Koryo, exactly the same.

Apparently, it should be the Freemasons who felt that the interests of the Thousand Islands Country could not be easily given up, so they turned their faces and arranged such a careful killing situation.

Reasonable, unexpected!
Du Weiguo knew in his heart that he was an unruly, unrestricted, homeless and uncontrollable variable.

The powerful Freemasonry will definitely regard him as a thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh, and get rid of it quickly. There will be a battle between them sooner or later, but they didn't expect it to come so soon, so caught off guard!
Metal manipulation, this kind of ability is really against the sky, and to a certain extent, it is indeed restraining Du Weiguo, and in the place close to the pirate camp, the weapons available to the enemy are inexhaustible, which is very unfavorable to him .

That's why Du Weiguo retreated immediately and chose the densely-vegetated primeval jungle as his battlefield.

A wise man is bound to make a mistake. This old silver coin who has been hiding behind the scenes and is good at calculating may have missed a little bit today.

Du Weiguo didn't come alone today, he has helpers.

Night Dire's combat power is not inferior to Du Weiguo's terrifying existence. In the dense forest, it is its home field, and its combat power will soar another level.

Killers, people will always kill them, Du Weiguo is full of evil spirits, everyone on this island today, no matter if they are pirates or minions of the Freemasons, don't want to live!
After a while, there were three shots in the sun, and the temperature in the jungle rose sharply. Although it was not as exaggerated as the Amazon rainforest in America, it was still not to be underestimated.

"Sand~~"

Du Weiguo, who had been leaping and galloping in the jungle, suddenly stopped and landed on a big tree like a giant owl.

Du Weiguo raised his head, frowned, and stared sharply at the strange birds that were circling and flying above his head.

This strange bird has a black and brown body, a long pheasant tail, and looks a bit like a pheasant. There is a bulge behind the head, like a helmet has been buckled, and its appearance is very strange.

This is a bird unique to Sumatra Island. Its name is Mario's pheasant. It is very rare and rare to see. Of course, Du Weiguo doesn't know about it, and he doesn't care if he knows it.

What Du Weiguo cares about is that these black birds with rebellious bones on their heads are always circling around his head.

This is by no means a normal situation. There is a high probability that the opponent's team also has a beast controller who can use animals.

Before, when Du Weiguo defeated the Eight Hundred Dragons in the Triangle Land, he had fought against the beast master, and he knew very well in his heart how terrifying the beast master was in the dense forest environment.

It's like stalking everywhere, omniscient and omnipotent, and can command thousands of troops. If the hands and feet are caught by the herd, the metal manipulator will take the opportunity to attack again, and the situation will not be optimistic.

Du Weiguo cursed bitterly:
"Damn, this beast controler is so slick, the flying altitude exceeds 600 meters, and the bullets can't reach it at all!"

"Chirp~"

At this moment, a few pheasants hovering in the sky suddenly screamed mournfully, like moths rushing towards the flame, and slammed into the nearest tree crown, breaking their bones and tendons in an instant.

Night Dire squatting under the tree, the red light in his eyes faded, he snorted arrogantly, and wagged his tail at Du Weiguo with a flattering expression.

It sensed Du Weiguo's thoughts, and killed a few strange birds. Du Weiguo was surprised for a moment, but then he was relieved after thinking about it, and the corners of his mouth raised.

Dire is a monster, proficient in mind control, and its scope of control is not limited to humans, the same goes for birds and beasts.

Damn, I picked up the treasure, Du Weiguo felt happy, and praised without hesitation:
"Night Dire, well done! Come on, let's go a little deeper, and after we finish killing these bastards, I'll roast a whole cow for you!"

Du Weiguo imagined the appearance of a freshly roasted whole cow in his mind, and Ye Dire suddenly became energetic, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, jumped up on the spot, and shouted in his mind:

"Kill and eat meat!"

"Hahaha~"

Du Weiguo let out a long laugh, kicked off the branch of the tree with all his strength, and jumped up suddenly. After a few ups and downs, his figure disappeared into the dense forest.

At the same time, on the edge of the cliff where Du Weiguo lived before, several people were standing in front of the AKM he discarded, with solemn expressions.

One of them was tall and thin, wearing a black cloak and a black metal mask on his face.

You know, Sumatra is an out-and-out tropical area. It really takes courage to wear such a black and thick body at noon.

This guy doesn't touch the ground, he is floating on the ground, so high-profile and high-profile, he is naturally the metal controller who was beaten up by Du Weiguo in Seoul. His code name is Magician.

On the left hand side of the magician is the one-eyed bald-headed strong Asian man who once showed up in Seoul. He is carrying a Vulcan cannon and a huge ammunition box on his back.

This guy's code name is Thunderstorm, and he is also the leader of this group of ability users.

On the right hand side of the magician, stood a tall mixed-race woman, with curvy, black hair and black pupils, glamorous and capable, but she was obviously not a vase for her beauty.

The woman was carrying a modified SVD sniper rifle with a flash hider and camouflage on her back. Her nickname was Blood Cross, and she was a super shooter.

At this moment, Blood Cross was squatting on the ground, fiddling with the drum-style AKM that Du Weiguo had left behind, with a solemn expression and frowning.

"This guy is too powerful, so he used this broken gun in burst mode, 9 shots to headshot 9 people in a row, and the different targets were tens of meters apart.

Tsk!As worthy of the name of the evil god, if one-on-one, I will definitely die, I probably won't be able to touch the hem of his clothes, and there is no hope of luck. "

Hearing the comment of Blood Cross, the bald Thunderstorm suddenly frowned, and the one-eyed shot a fierce light, just about to open his mouth to scold.

"Uh~"

Behind the thunderstorm, a tall and strong black man suddenly let out a muffled snort, blood choked out from his nose and the corners of his mouth.

Lei Bao had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly stretched out his hand to grab his arm, and asked in a deep voice:

"Black Panther, what's wrong with you?"

The black man's face turned pale, he spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped his nose again, his tone was dignified, and his voice was dull:
"Head, Shashen is weird. He actually has mind control, and he's very strong. He killed a few birds I controlled, and I was backlashed."

Hearing this, Lei Feng was stunned for a moment, then frowned and thought for a while, with a firm tone:
"It's absolutely impossible. According to the information we collected before, this guy is a top shooter, at most he is a semi-physical agility specialty, and it is impossible to have mental power."

Blood Cross suddenly interjected:
"Thunderstorm, didn't Shashen take away the child named Night Demon when he was in South Korea? Could he be taking him with him?"

Thunderstorm shook his head without hesitation:
"No, Ye Mo was left by him to brighten up the town in Triangle. He only brought a black dog with him when he came to Sumatra this time."

A glimpse of the leopard in the tube can be seen.

Based on this sentence alone, it can be judged how outrageous the intelligence gathering ability of the Freemasonry is. It can actually understand Du Weiguo's situation so thoroughly, in every detail.

At this time, the AKM in Blood Cross's hand suddenly seemed to come alive, twisting and deforming quickly, and in just a moment, it slumped into an iron lump and hit the ground heavily.

Blood Cross didn't show the slightest surprise, but just gave the magician a cold look: "Are you sick?"

The magician dressed like a god of death finally spoke, very angry:
"What are you talking nonsense here? Black Panther, find another bird, fly higher, and quickly find this bastard, otherwise, he will run away in a while."

His voice was very hoarse, and he was out of breath after saying a few words. Obviously, the injury he suffered in Seoul before had not healed.

Although Cyclops Thunderbolt is the nominal leader of this group of people, the magician has the rarest ability, the strongest combat effectiveness, aloof status, and a fierce temper!
The magician has always been arrogant and arrogant, and he is used to being stubborn. Before, because of his carelessness, Du Weiguo got close to him in an instant and broke several bones.

He was still like a dead dog, lying naked for several days, his face completely humiliated. At this moment, his hatred was on fire, and he was on the verge of going mad.

There was an imperceptible ruthlessness in Thunderstorm's eyes, he turned his head and glanced at the magician, but he suppressed his anger and asked Black Panther in a deep voice:
"Black Panther, can you hold on? This time you control a sea eagle and fly higher."

"Okay." Hei Bao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and nodded in response.

Immediately, his pupils turned white, and a moment later, in the sky, close to the height of the clouds, a brown sea eagle roared past.

At noon, in the depths of the dense forest that covered the sky and the sun, steam rose, and even the air was somewhat distorted.

An unknown giant broad-leaved tree protruded from the root of the ground. Du Weiguo sat on it with a big horse and a golden sword, and was cutting a dark wooden stake with the Predator's Frisbee machete.

This piece of wood, the thickness of the washbasin, is nearly two meters long, and the inside shows a metal-like luster and extremely beautiful patterns. This is unique to the tropical rainforest, and it is the most top-grade ebony that is more than a century old.

Du Weiguo's behavior at this moment, if seen by those collectors who love to collect top-quality wood, will surely beat their chests and feet, tearing their hearts and lungs.

Du Weiguo didn't even know what kind of wood the black stake in front of him was, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

He is an illiterate and murderous embryo, how can he have that consciousness?In his view, these things are just materials, which are only artificially endowed with meaning.

Du Weiguo has just tested it repeatedly in the woods with a Frisbee, and found that ebony has the best hardness and the highest quality.

Relatively speaking, it's just a decent weapon material, that's all. At this moment, he is making a simple wooden shuttle.

In the face of metal manipulators, metal weapons are naturally useless, and they will suffer backlash. Moreover, there is a painful lesson from last time.

It is estimated that this guy would not dare to be so arrogant, and hastily get closer to Du Weiguo, and there should be guards with strong physical strength around him.

In fact, Du Weiguo didn't need to spend so much trouble at all, as long as the teleportation magic skill is released, the ghosts and gods will naturally change, even if there are 10 metal controllers, it is not enough to kill him.

But teleportation is his trump card, and he will never show it easily. The Freemasonry has a deep foundation, hidden dragons and crouching tigers. It is inevitable that no ruthless person can replay the scene, or guess it through clues.

Be careful sailing for ten thousand years, the hole card, you must keep it.

In fact, Du Weiguo still has another choice, let Night Dire transform, maximizing the ability of spiritual charm, with full firepower, it is estimated that these guys can also be wiped out.

But Dire's transformation is also Du Weiguo's hidden trump card, and these guys are all rare skill points.

When Du Weiguo cut to the 34th wooden shuttle, and basically destroyed the entire wooden pile, lying beside him, the night dire who was in charge of guarding suddenly stood up, and shouted excitedly in his mind:
"Far away! 4."

Although Dire is smart, after all, he has only been in contact with the human world for a short time, and he has not yet clearly grasped the concepts of distance and numbers.

Du Weiguo just set a relatively vague concept of distance for it. What can be heard is far away, and what can be smelled is near.

Dire's sense of smell and hearing are much stronger than that of dogs, and slightly inferior to that of the original big fox.

In such a complex dense forest environment, it can smell about 1 kilometer away and distinguish sounds about 2 kilometers away.

"Good come!"

Du Weiguo raised his sword eyebrows, stabbing towards the sky like a sword out of its sheath, put away the last wooden shuttle, and Shi Shiran stood up.

He raised his head and glanced at a sea eagle hovering close to the clouds in the sky, with a cruel arc drawn at the corner of his mouth:

"Tsk, kill these four bastards, can I get enough skill points to upgrade my spiritual barrier?"

A moment later, the bald-headed, one-eyed man Lei Tian led the way in the jungle. He was about a few meters behind, followed by the panther, and then the magician. The blood cross was not in the line at all.

She is a sniper, so naturally she will not go with the team. She is in a remote position, so she has to hide in the dark and shoot coldly.

The magician is very flamboyant and high-profile. He didn't walk on his feet at all, but stepped on two thin iron sheets, always hovering against the ground, and drifting on his way.

Should I say it or not, this guy does have the capital of pride. You must know that the use of abilities has an upper limit, and it also consumes physical strength.

Dare to use the ability so unscrupulously, even to rush on the road, it seems that the magician is really talented, the consumption is very small, almost nothing.

One kilometer away, Du Weiguo squatted on a branch of a tree like a gorilla with a cigarette in his mouth, muttering to himself:
"Well, this black man should be a beast controler. This bald one-eyed dragon seems to have a physical strength specialty. Uh, and this foolish man who flies with the iron, isn't he hot if he wears so many clothes?"

Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke, crushed the cigarette butt, and asked Ye Dire lying under the tree:
"Night Dire, besides these three, is there one more?"

Without hesitation, the black dog nodded very humanely. It has basically grasped the concept of numbers, at least adding and subtracting within ten will never make mistakes.

Du Weiguo pouted:
"Leave the team and go alone. There is a high probability that it should be a sharpshooter or night dire. The one who acts alone is left to you. Go. By the way, no transformation, no killing, and no cannibalism!"

Ye Dire jumped up, with a slight dissatisfaction in his eyes, Du Weiguo sneered, and cursed angrily:
"Okay, you idiot, you've done a good job, I'll add a whole roasted cow to you after I'm done, hurry up and get to work!"

Upon hearing this, Nightmare suddenly became full of energy, his eyes opened together, blood red, like black lightning, and disappeared in an instant.

"Damn, Ye Dire is a bit fierce, it seems that I need to work hard!"

As soon as the voice fell, the bald man and his party happened to have approached within 800 meters, reaching the limit range.

Du Weiguo's eyes sharpened, he took out a brand new AKM from the space, unscrewed the flash hider, and raised his hand to shoot.

"Tatata~"

The clear gunshots sounded like rain hitting plantains, and the dazzling flame whip slammed towards the bald, one-eyed man in the distance.

Du Weiguo directly activated the continuous shooting mode. The purpose of his shooting was not to make meritorious deeds, but to test the upper limit of the metal manipulator's ability.

The bullets like a storm, when they were about 10 meters away from the thunderstorm, seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier, stopped one after another, and then fell powerlessly to the ground.

There was no counterattack, the bullet was shot back, and it was just passive defense, which proved that this guy's control ability could not reach 800 meters.

Du Weiguo knew it in his heart, and suddenly thought about it, and quickly changed a magazine, with a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth:

"Damn, aren't you so talented, full of capital, and minimal consumption? Okay, then I'll see if it's your ability or my ammo." (End of this chapter)