Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

In the middle of the night, the moon is shining brightly and the stars are thin. The penthouse suite of Mandarin Oriental Hotel in Bangkok has an extremely spacious and luxurious bed.

When the clouds gathered and the rain cleared, Moran looked like a Persian cat, lazily curled up in Du Weiguo's arms, habitually drawing circles on his muscular chest with his fingers.

Seeing Du Weiguo's horrific body covered in scars, Moran's heart was pierced, and he couldn't help showing a touch of pity in his eyes.

The name of the evil god resounded through the sky, and his prestige was overwhelming, but who knew how much danger was hidden behind this prestige.

I wanted to repeat the same old tune and persuade Du Weiguo to stop quickly, but he sighed secretly, and finally held back.

Moran's voice was lazy and hoarse:

"So, Wesley, you want me to come forward and invest in the ocean-going fleet under Bao Yugang's name?"

Du Weiguo nodded, gently stroking Moran's smooth shoulders, and said in a slightly tired tone:
"Well, Bao Yugang's fleet is a top quality asset, and his business vision is also very unique, this investment is sure to make money.

I will go to HSBC tomorrow and transfer 3000 million US dollars to you. The rest of the money will be used to assist Huo Wei and form a combat unit as soon as possible. "

Moran was very keen. Hearing this, his fingers froze instantly, his brows frowned, and his tone became serious:
"In such a hurry? Wesley, didn't you plan to use the follow-up income from Mr. Kui to raise soldiers? Did something happen again?"

This bitch Moran is really too sharp, if there is a little trouble, she can immediately see the door from the clues, and she can't hide it.

Du Weiguo shook his head helplessly, turned over and sat up, picked up the cigarette case beside the bed, lit one, and said in a melancholy voice:
"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that I figured out something recently."

Moran's eyes flickered: "What's the matter?"

Du Weiguo exhaled smoke, and said in a low tone:

"Money is a thing that needs to be spent and turned into a real power as soon as possible. If you keep it in your hands, it's just a pile of meaningless waste paper."

Moran also sat up, and asked sharply:
"Du Weiguo, do you think our power is too weak? We don't have the ability to resist pressure, so you want to make the plate bigger?"

Du Weiguo bared his teeth, stretched out his arms to embrace Moran, and said in an exaggerated tone:
"Molan, are you a roundworm in my stomach? Or have you suddenly awakened to read your mind? Look, I'm getting goosebumps."

Moran tilted his head, leaned on Du Weiguo's shoulder, took the cigarette butt from his hand, took a puff, looked at his slender and white fingers, and asked coldly:
"Du Weiguo, am I getting old?"

"Hmm~"

Du Weiguo was stunned by such an abrupt and jumpy question, he was stunned for a few seconds before he realized it, and reprimanded angrily:

"Molan, what are you talking about?"

Moran sighed, with a sad expression and a vicissitudes of tone:

"Du Weiguo, I'm already 28 years old. I really feel that I'm getting old. I'm getting worse day by day. I'm cautious and cautious in everything, and my skills have regressed.

When you were eating just now, you must have noticed that I couldn't stop the chopstick that Ellie shot, so I shot it. "

Good guy, I'm afraid my acting skills have regressed, and I was overwhelmed by Moran, an actor. Du Weiguo couldn't laugh or cry:

"Molan, are you dazed? I've said it all. Ellie is a capable person. Do you understand what a capable person is?

As the name suggests, this type of person possesses abilities beyond the scope of human beings, non-human beings, how can you compare with her? "

Moran squinted at him and asked softly:

"Du Weiguo, you are also a capable person, and your ability is much better than hers, and the two guys you brought to the triangle before are not ordinary people, you are stronger than them, right?"

Today, Du Weiguo's performance has already surpassed the limit of human beings, and he can't hide it from the extremely sensitive Moran.

It's just that everyone has always been tacit and didn't break through this layer of window paper. It's meaningless to deny it. Du Weiguo honestly admitted:

"Well, I am indeed a capable person, and I should be a little stronger than them."

"Ah~"

Moran just sighed, looking lonely, but didn't say anything else, Du Weiguo instantly understood her feelings at the moment.

A little low self-esteem, the gap between each other is too big, the world is so different, people are no longer from the same world.

Du Weiguo smiled, stretched his arms around Moran's slender waist, and gently scrubbed her shoulders with the stubble on his chin:

"Molan, are you overthinking it? The so-called capable people are just abilities that are different from ordinary people, and they are just ordinary people in essence.

They all have to eat, drink, and scatter, they are born, old, sick, and die, and they all have weaknesses. They have all kinds of emotions and six desires, and they burp their farts and catch cold like being shot.

Even if it was me, when I was in Baoshan, I was brought down by you. Speaking of which, I still have to thank you for not killing me. "

Seeing Du Weiguo's relief, Moran turned pale, but his voice was still muffled:
"Are there many~capable people like you?"

She almost blurted out the word monster just now, but fortunately she held back abruptly, and Du Weiguo didn't care about it.

To put it bluntly, capable people are indeed monsters. Although this statement is ugly, it is an indisputable fact and irrefutable.

Du Weiguo shook his head:
"Not many, I don't know the total amount of existence, but the number is indeed rare, at most a few thousand, maybe even less."

"Thousands of people? So few?"

Moran's expression was very surprised. You must know that the current global population is almost 40 billion. According to the number Du Weiguo said, the ratio is almost one in a few million, which is absolutely rare.

Du Weiguo nodded:

"Well, more or less, people with abilities are indeed very rare. Among them, people with great vision like me, Huo Wei, and Ellie are the most common."

Moran was full of disbelief, frowning and asked:

"Du Weiguo, you're so powerful, you're so talented, yet you're only a person with good eyesight?"

Du Weiguo took it from her hand and never smoked it. The ashes had already accumulated a long cigarette butt. He flicked it lightly and took a deep breath:
"Although vision is the most common, it is also the most practical. It can see farther and slower. Like me, I can also have night vision. The super sharpshooters who occasionally appear in the army are all people with this kind of ability."

Moran's curiosity was aroused, and he was very excited: "Du Weiguo, how far and how slow can you see?"

Du Weiguo smashed out the cigarette butt, smacked his lips, and said in a casual tone, "Well, the farsightedness and dynamic vision are about ten times that of ordinary people."

"Sigh~"

Moran is a smart person, and he immediately realized the horror, and his tone was excited:
"10 times, Superman! Boy, can you catch bullets with your bare hands?"

Du Weiguo slapped her fart hard, and reprimanded angrily:

"Are you thinking of farting? Why are you still catching bullets with your bare hands? Even if your eyes can keep up, your body can't keep up. Isn't that just courting death?"

Du Weiguo is indeed not talking nonsense, even according to his current superhuman agility attribute, the nerve reflex still cannot keep up with the dynamic vision.

It is impossible to do the unnatural operation of catching bullets with bare hands, but the distance is more than 30 meters, and dodging bullets is not a big problem.

"It hurts~"

Moran was half-true and half-false, screaming in pain with both anger and blame, his eyes were moving, and Du Weiguo was so angry that he took her into his arms and kissed her~~
The next day, early in the morning, the sky had just brightened, and when Moran opened his eyes, Du Weiguo had already disappeared.

Mr. Du is very busy. First, he went to HSBC in the center of Bangkok and transferred 3000 million US dollars to Moran from his account.

By the way, Du Weiguo's current total deposits in overseas banks have reached a terrifying 2 million US dollars.

Among them, more than 4000 million is the preparatory fund for the Quiana Free Trade Zone, and 1 million was just received yesterday afternoon.

No need to ask, this is undoubtedly the money that Bourne paid for his life. Hey, this old silver coin is cowardly. Of course, it may just be his plan to delay the attack.

After all, money is just a simple number to him, even if it is a terrifying astronomical figure, it is still not worth mentioning to him.

And this money is not necessarily meat buns beating dogs. Once Du Weiguo dies, all his wealth will be swallowed up by the Freemasons.

There is no doubt that they have full capabilities and means to fully accomplish this step.

However, these are just hypotheses. It is still unknown who will win the game in the future. After all, Du Weiguo is also the son of the luck of the system, and he has the power to fight.

At the moment, Du Weiguo has a full cash flow of 2 million U.S. dollars and gold worth more than 8000 million U.S. dollars.

Coupled with the industries in Kuiana and Pattaya, his current net worth, combined, is definitely not less than 6 million U.S. dollars, which is equivalent to nearly 50 billion Hong Kong dollars.

You know, it is now 1967, and Li Chaoren, the future richest man on Hong Kong Island, has a net worth of just over [-] million.

In a word, the current Du Daguan is inhumane.

Moreover, Pattaya and Kuiya are two cash cows. If they can make money by sitting on the ground, their wealth must increase geometrically year by year. It will not take long for Du Weiguo to become as rich as an enemy.

After leaving the bank, Du Weiguo went to the black market in Bangkok alone to purchase a batch of canned beef from the US military.

Although the quality is not as good as the cans ordered by MI[-], the oil and salt are sufficient and the materials are solid, so it is a good choice.

Du Weiguo was seriously injured in Sumatra before, and he escaped death. The self-healing skill has already exhausted the stock in the space.

This is a necessary reserve for life-saving. It cannot be vague and must be replenished as soon as possible.

After finishing these things, Du Weiguo took Ellie and Nightmare and drove to Kamphaeng Phet Mansion, which lasted 4 hours.

Until the afternoon, I finally arrived at the historic luxury manor controlled by Kuncha, located in the northern suburb of Kamphaeng Phet.

After arriving here, the straight-line distance from Nongliang Town, Kuncha's old nest, is about 700 kilometers. If Du Weiguo wants to, he can get there in no time.

Even according to common sense, with his terrifying footsteps, he can reach the Triangle Land overnight and hit Huanglong directly, which is an ideal place to intimidate.

Presumably, when Kuncha received this news, he would definitely feel restless, feeling like a thorn in his throat, so that he could make a better and faster decision.

Laisha is the leader of Kuncha's guards, and he is not here at ordinary times. The person in charge is a dark and thin old man named Song Phrasan.

He had received Du Weiguo before, so he naturally knew that this young man with a happy face and a harmless look in his eyes was a famous evil spirit, so he naturally didn't dare to neglect him.

Du Weiguo acted quite amiably, not arrogantly, like dragging two to five to eighty thousand.

Just gently asked Song Pashan to invite the previous Sichuan cook to fix dinner for him, er, and also asked him to prepare more meat.

Song Pashan is a man who is good at drilling, with full eyes. After being entrusted, the dinner is also thoughtful, except for Du Weiguo's favorite Sichuan cuisine.

He also specially bought two rare wild sheep, and asked the cook to cook them in an earthen oven. They were charred on the outside and tender on the inside, golden in color and fragrant.

At night, everything was silent, and Du Weiguo's room was pitch-black. He lay quietly on the wide mahogany bed and opened the system template.

Character: Du Weiguo
Age: 24 years old

Constitution: 21.4
Power: 19.6
Agility: 23.8
Active skills:
Fighting: Level 4

Shooting: Level 5

Driving: Level 4

Scouting: Level 3

Reasoning: Level 3

Swimming: Level 3

Passive skill:
advanced super vision
advanced self-healing
Advanced Mind Barrier
Special Skills:
primary teleportation
Free skill points: 6 point

In a bloody battle in Sumatra before, Du Weiguo killed 3 capable users and more than a hundred pirates, and gained a total of 4 free skill points, of which, Thunderstorm alone provided 2 points.

In other words, this guy is even more valuable than the Predator. At that time, it was because he had collected enough skill points necessary to upgrade, and under balance, Ellie was saved.

Now, Du Weiguo is in trouble again, the troubles of happiness, which skill should be upgraded?

He can now upgrade the three advanced skills of vision, self-healing, and mental barrier. According to the rules of the system, this upgrade will definitely cause a qualitative change in skills.

First of all, the item of super vision is excluded. The skill that comes with this time travel is very strong, but it is enough for now. If you improve again, your physical fitness cannot match.

Originally, Du Weiguo had already planned to upgrade his mental barrier, but the experience of being almost beaten by an electric arc in this battle against Thunderstorm left him with lingering fears.

After Thunderstorm's transformation, the physical attributes, strength, speed, reaction, and destructive power displayed all crushed him.

Although it lasted for a short time, the oppressive feeling was like overwhelming mountains and seas, and he was powerless to resist.

When faced with an electric arc attack, his eyes could see him, his hands couldn't reach him, his body couldn't keep up, and he couldn't dodge even if he wanted to. After learning from the pain, Du Weiguo now wants to upgrade his self-healing skills.

After all, self-healing corresponds to physical attributes, which is the root of everything. The only point of hesitation, Du Weiguo is worried that if the self-healing becomes a body of steel after a qualitative change, then he will be off-line.

There is a movie in later generations called "Superman Hancock", in which Hancock is a man of steel, but he can't make out with women.

King Du Hai is now a veteran of flowers, and the fish ponds are deep and spread all over the place. It is definitely not possible to be a monk. Even if he wants to, his Yingying Yanyan can't do it either!

There is no need to question the urination of the system father. It has been 4 years since Du Weiguo traveled, and he has frequent intercourse. Except for Little White Sheep, he has never used a small umbrella.

But until now, Du Weiguo didn't even have a queen, most likely because he was copied by the restricted gene, and the vernacular is called the queen.

Therefore, it is entirely possible that the father of the system directly gave him a supernatural castration.

Just as he was hesitating, Du Weiguo suddenly felt a sharp stab in his stomach, as if countless steel needles had exploded in his stomach.

"Ugh~"

At the same time, Night Dire's painful roar suddenly came from his mind: "It hurts!"

"Damn it, I got caught! This old silver coin, Songpashan, poisoned me!"

Although Du Weiguo was excruciatingly painful and his scalp was numb, his mind still remained clear. When he heard Nightmare's cry of pain, he immediately realized that Song Phrashan, the smiling tiger, must have added food to the dinner.

However, with his physique and his self-healing skills, it stands to reason that he should be invulnerable to all poisons. Even if he couldn't handle it, Night Dire would definitely be able to handle it, right?

You know, Dire has the dual attributes of animals and plants, and can heal itself. It is really invulnerable to all poisons, cold and cold, and even it can't withstand it. What kind of poison is this?

The abdomen hurt like a knife, and his eyes turned black. Du Weiguo couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of black blood. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he squeezed out two words from his teeth.

"Drop your head!"

Head drop, ancient mantong, and Yin cards are known as the three major magic spells in Siam, and head drop is the first among them, with a long history.

Siam's head drop technique is divided into drug drop, flying drop and ghost drop. Among them, ghost drop is simply nonsense. During the chat, Uncle Jiu and Han Wen both said that there is no such thing at all.

But medicine drop and flying drop do have their own thing, medicine drop can be simply understood as poisoning with the least technical content, and fly drop is an upgraded version of medicine drop.

Through some unique and weird means, the wizard can remotely control the drug drop attack. The head drop thing is simply poisoning, living biological toxins, and more popularly known as Gu.

Investigating the root cause, lowering the head actually evolved from the Gu art of the Huaxia Miaojiang generation. Gu is a poisonous insect. This thing is a living thing. It's no wonder that the self-healing skills and night dire can't handle it.

At this moment, the door of the room was kicked open suddenly, Du Weiguo forced himself into severe pain, struggled to get up, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a fiendish shuttle flew towards the door with a whistling sound.

"Pfft, ding~"

With a dull gunshot, the evil shuttle was knocked into the air, and Ellie shouted anxiously:

"Sir, it's me, Ellie, I hear you shouting."

"Pfft~"

Ai Li actually had nothing to do, Du Weiguo was surprised and happy, spit out a mouthful of black blood, clutched his stomach, and stood up with force.

Seeing him like this, Ellie's eyes flickered: "Mr. Wesley, what are you?"

Du Weiguo didn't hide anything, and replied in a hoarse voice, "I've been poisoned."

While speaking, Du Weiguo couldn't help but vomited another mouthful of black blood, and his body shook for a while. Ellie swallowed subconsciously, her tone fluttering:

"Poisoned? Sir, what shall we do now?"

Du Weiguo raised his head, his eyes were filled with fire, his voice was hoarse, and his tone was gloomy:
"Ellie, kill everyone in the manor!" (End of this chapter)