Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

At the dawn of Buddha, a white belly floated in the eastern sky, and the earth gradually brightened.

Facing the rising sun, Du Weiguo put his hands in his pockets, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and with a face full of shame, he walked out of the Continental Hotel with a pace that no relatives recognized.

Don't look at him as a ruffian, like a little gangster, but outside the hotel, the big soldiers with live ammunition were all silent, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and they didn't dare to look at him.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree!
Kaman's subordinates are usually stationed near Ningliang Town, and they know more or less about Shashen's victories against the sky, and they also know that the harmless little boy in front of him is the Shashen himself.

The earth-shattering explosion in the early hours of this morning, and the fact that everyone didn't know the truth, naturally counted as his means.

In the eyes of these ignorant and ignorant mobs in Triangle Land, Du Weiguo has become a god-like existence who can call wind and rain, move mountains and fill seas.

It is so fierce that it is beyond awe.

Seeing him come out, Kaman has been waiting for the whole night, and the anxious Kaman hurried over and asked eagerly:

"Sir, what's the situation inside? Do you want to launch an attack now and completely raze this bird hotel to the ground? Our artillery is already in place."

Kaman was full of confidence and eager to try, and his performance was somewhat dogged. He was also a smart person with deep intentions.

He also wanted to show his face in front of the evil god, and at the same time, he was also a vengeful master who must take revenge. He was injured by Lu Yan before, and he wanted to get back his position.

The reason why he speaks this way is that 2 hours ago, Kongka dispatched an artillery squadron to help him in the middle of the night.

Although not as exaggerated as 40 mortars, 16 Soviet-made M43 mortars are enough to destroy all the vital forces in the Continental Hotel.

Kongka is a smart person. After his emotions stabilized, his thinking naturally became clear, and he figured out the stakes in an instant.

Now he and Du Weiguo are already grasshoppers on the same rope. They will both prosper and lose each other. They must advance and retreat with him and support him with all their strength.

Du Weiguo exhaled smoke, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Oh, don't be so troublesome, Captain Kaman, after a while, when it's 8:[-], you can bring people in and lift them up."

"Lift someone?"

Kaman didn't know what to do, and was at a loss. Du Weiguo nodded, took out a check-in list from his pocket, and said in a teasing tone:

"Well, 8 o'clock, this is the check-out time of the Continental Hotel, and our "clients" are sleeping soundly now, so they definitely can't stay longer.

Later, you go and lift them out one by one according to the room number. Remember, don't go to the rooms that are not on the list. Be careful not to see blood in it. "

Upon hearing this, Kaman's pupils trembled and he was stunned. Huo Wei understood it instantly, and spat bitterly:
"Fuck, a bully who is afraid of the hard, and when he meets a hard stubble, he will be cowarded immediately, the rules of shit, take off his pants and fart, drugged and charming, and pretend to be a green forest hero."

What Huo Wei scolded was actually right. At this moment, the entire Continental Hotel, and all the passengers staying in it, were all stunned by the mechanism hidden in the room.

The brotherhood's drug is an old prescription that has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is very cowhide, colorless and odorless. After being tricked, the gods can't bear it.

In fact, Lu Yan planned to sell Du Weiguo a favor from the very beginning, and this was also a decision made after joint discussions among the senior members of the Brotherhood.

They are now in dire straits, and can't wait to form an alliance with the emerging forces of the dark world, the Shashen, to jointly resist the behemoth of the Freemasonry.

In fact, as early as when Kaman and the others surrounded the Continental Hotel, Lu Yan had already ordered all the passengers to be brought down.

It is not difficult to understand the reason why they have to fight against Huo Wei and Ailei, it is nothing more than a show of force.

The fraternity, a mysterious organization that has been passed down for hundreds of years, has to show its strength anyway, not Xiuxiu muscles. After all, even if it is offered to sell well, it has to be sold at a good price, hey.

It's just that a good scene was ruined by Lu Yansheng, and violently messed up by Du Weiguo, a reckless and unreasonable guy.

Not only was the favor not given away, but also the muscles were not shown. After being beaten up by Du Weiguo, he had no choice but to put on a scene where he had to bow his head under the eaves.

An hour later, the sky brightened, the dark clouds cleared away, and the old street, which had been tense all night, returned to its former hustle and bustle.

Not far from the Continental Hotel, in a quiet alley, there is an old noodle stall run by people from Sichuan. His family’s Pea Zamian is a must, and there is always an endless stream of diners.

But at this moment, this noodle stall is deserted, there are no birds at the door, not only that, but the whole alley has been cleared by the soldiers who are looking at it. Obviously, there is a big person here.

At this moment, the big man Du Weiguo was holding a sea bowl the size of a washbasin, slurping noodles heartily. The boss was winky, and he added enough oil and pepper. His forehead was already sweating.

"Deng deng deng ~"

Hasty footsteps sounded, Kaman trotted over hurriedly, and reported respectfully:

"Sir, everyone in the hotel is under control."

After Du Weiguo sucked the last mouthful of miscellaneous sauce noodles at the bottom of the bowl and swallowed it carefully, he wiped his hands and asked unhurriedly:

"Thank you, Kaman, tell me, how many were caught and how many were escaped? The process went smoothly, right?"

Kaman lowered his eyebrows and replied sternly:

"It went very well, sir. There are a total of 45 people on the invitation list. A total of 39 people were arrested in the hotel, 4 people were caught on the street, and 2 people were caught running around last night."

Du Weiguo nodded noncommittally, lit a cigarette, and spoke in a calm tone without any emotion:

"Okay, Kaman, take all these ghosts and snakes to the outskirts, question them one by one, and clean up their wealth~~"

Du Weiguo paused for a moment, lightly flicked the cigarette butt, and did not continue to speak. After hearing the string, he knew the meaning, and Kaman's eyes flashed a ruthless light, and he replied in a solemn voice:
"Yes, sir, I understand, and you are satisfied."

Dozens of wealthy opium and soil brokers, together with their entourage and cronies, no less than a hundred people, gave an order, and their heads rolled and blood flowed.

Before he knew it, Du Weiguo had become a big shot who could decide hundreds of lives with one word.

Kaman took a peek at Du Weiguo's face, lowered his voice, and asked cautiously:
"Sir, Kuncha's family~"

Hearing this question, Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and did not speak, but just glanced at him coldly.

Kaman was cast a sideways glance by Du Weiguo, and instantly felt as if he was being strangled by the god of death, breaking out in cold sweat, and hurriedly said:

"Sir, yes, I am talking too much."

After Kaman turned and left, he sat on the side, already sober, and the ashen-faced Resha suddenly sneered, with a hoarse voice:

"Oh, it's not a bad thing to be an evil god, not only is his skill against the sky, but his wrist is also extremely clever, turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain.

Killed my general with the front foot, and killed with a knife with the back foot, and wiped out all the brokers. Kongka, this group of soft bones, has become your lackey.

Now, the entire Triangle Land is in your hands, and tens of thousands of people are bowing their heads and bowing their heads to surrender, wanting and wanting, hehe, Shashen, it really is easy to calculate! "

Laisha's heart was ashamed, and he already had the will to die, so he deliberately taunted him. Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and was about to speak.

Huo Wei couldn't wait to gouged out Lysa's eyes, pushed him hard, and cursed in a rough voice:
"Leisha, what are you talking nonsense about? Kuncha is your own father? To put it bluntly, isn't he just a dog warlord who made his fortune by selling cigarettes and sucking human blood? It is worthy of your life and death?"

Huo Wei is a straightforward guy, he gets along well with Laisha, somewhat sympathetic to each other, they seem to be scolding, but in fact they are trying their best to save his life.

Du Weiguo is naturally aware of Huo Wei's careful thinking, but he didn't expose it. He also has a good sense of Leisha. After all, who would not like loyal people, even if they are foolish.

Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke slowly, with a deep tone:

"Lesha, the night before yesterday, I was staying overnight at Kamphaeng Phet's manor, and was suddenly attacked by Sompashan and a Gu master named Charen Phong.

At that time, I was poisoned by Gu and almost died. The main messenger was Chalun from Udon Thani Province, Laisha, don't tell me, you don't know this person. "

Charun is Kuncha's brother-in-law, and they share weal and woe with each other and have a close relationship. As Kuncha's confidant, Laisha naturally knows about it.

Cha Lun's actions basically represent Kuncha's standpoint, which is not clear at all. This is called yellow mud rotten crotch, which is either shit or shit.

Upon hearing this, Lysa immediately frowned, her eyes wandered, and even her voice trembled:

"Chalun Udon Thani? He, he actually attacked you, really?"

Du Weiguo sneered:
"Lysa, do you think it is necessary for me to make up a reason to lie to you? Charun has already been killed by me, and the movement is not small. If you check it casually, you can't hide it at all.

Killers, people will always kill them, Kuncha and Zhalun conspired to find a Gu master to attack me, and survived from death, I can't stay indifferent, just wait for death. "

Lysa was so stunned that she was speechless, she was silent for a long time, then with a plop, she knelt down on her knees, begging in a hoarse voice:

"Mr. Wesley, the family is not as good as the disaster. Kun is to blame himself, and he deserves to die. Your lord has a lot, and his wife and children are all innocent~~"

Hearing this, Huo Wei also stared at him with scorching eyes. Du Weiguo felt a little tired in his heart, but he still said patiently:

"Kuncha's wife, children, and children are still in the Continental Hotel, safe and sound, and they will stay in the hotel until the end of their lives."

Upon hearing this, Lysa suddenly felt a huge stone fall from her heart, her head pounding like garlic, her eyes filled with tears: "Thank you, thank you sir~~"

Four days later, the razed town of Ningliang has been rebuilt.

The left and right are just some stilted buildings with bamboo and wood structure, using local materials, as long as there are enough people, the progress of reconstruction will naturally be fast.

Kongka is also a shrewd and capable leader, acting vigorously and resolutely. It turns out that the troops under Kuncha's command have begun to be reorganized in batches.

In the first batch, more than 3000 old, weak, sick and disabled people were laid off, but they were not allowed to fend for themselves. Instead, they were uniformly allocated to a piece of wasteland for paid military reclamation.

The conditions are not very good, but they are not too bad. Generally speaking, I can eat enough and have a small surplus. Carrots and sticks are added, and the situation is basically stable.

Huo Wei, Ai Li, and Joseph's triangular team of evil gods were all left in Liangliang Town by Du Weiguo.

They are responsible for helping Kongka stabilize the place and protecting his safety. Of course, these are paid, and they are very expensive.

The security fee is 3 US dollars a day, and there is no second price. The dignified general has tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, and he needs to hire bodyguards.

Ellie's commission is 5000 US dollars per person per day, and the rest of the money goes into the public account. This is also the first serious paid commission of the evil gods.

Of course, this is also the first step for the name of the evil gods to resound through the sky.

At this moment, Du Weiguo had already left the range of the Triangle Land, and was heading towards Yangon in a semi-new Ford jeep.

The person driving the jeep was Chao Feng Lu Yan, the person in charge of the Old Street Continental Hotel.

Du Weiguo lazily leaned on the seat, with a cigarette in his mouth, exhaled the smoke, glanced at Lu Yan, and said angrily:
"I said, Lu Yan, you can't do it, isn't it just a deposit of 1000 million US dollars? Are you afraid that I won't be able to run away, so you want to follow me all the way?"

Lu Yan glanced at him angrily, cursing:
"Don't be so nonsense! It's a deposit of 1000 million US dollars, plus a compensation of 50 yuan. Wesley, you broke my gun. If you dare to renege on the debt, I will fight you hard!"

Du Weiguo smacked his lips:

"Are you stealing money? Isn't it just a tattered carved pistol that is fancy and useless? Is it made of gold? It actually costs 50 U.S. dollars."

Lu Yan was provoked again, and cursed with a red head and a swollen face:

"Wesley, shut up your stinky mouth, broken pistol, how dare you open your mouth, let me tell you, $50, even a penny less!

Moreover, this is only the repair price, if you want to order a new one, it will cost at least 200 million! "

Du Weiguo sneered:
"Heh! Want to blackmail me? Lu Yan, I won't lose money, what can you do to me? Do your best, come on, I want to see what else you can do?"

Lu Yan gave him a gouging look, and then tore open the skirt of his shirt, revealing a large dark circle inside, which looked like explosives.

In Lu Yan's other hand, he was holding something like a detonator, his eyes were stern, and his voice was stern:

"Wesley, if you dare not lose money, I will die with you!"

Du Weiguo was stunned, very astonished, my mother, this sense of shamelessness that seems to be familiar, the low-level people are forcing each other to die?
"Lu Yan, you are so good at being a master, and you are also the behind-the-scenes owner of the Old Street Continental Hotel. For a mere 50 yuan, why did you even use this kind of rogue trick?"

Lu Yan was furious:
"What? A mere 50 yuan! You really don't have back pain while standing up and talking. My annual salary is only 6 yuan, 50 yuan. I have to save for more than 10 years."

To be honest, the annual salary of 6 US dollars is definitely not low, not to mention the current 1967, even in later generations, it can be regarded as a well-paid family.

However, according to Lu Yan's extraordinary skills, this income is not enough at all. Ellie and the others have a minimum daily salary of $5000, which is equivalent to Lu Yan's monthly salary.

"Isn't it? Is it so difficult for your brothers?"

A glimmer of darkness flashed in Lu Yan's eyes, and his tone became low:
"Our Brotherhood and Freemasonry are life and death enemies. They are rich and powerful, and they are desperately suppressing. Now we basically can't receive decent assassination missions. We can only rely on a few mainland hotels in illegal places to make ends meet."

From Lu Yan's words, it is not difficult to hear that the brotherhood is now in decline, and it is very difficult to maintain it.

Du Weiguo nodded with concern, flicked the cigarette butt, and his tone became serious:
"The Freemasonry is really domineering. Are you in a difficult situation now?"

Lu Yan's face also became serious, and he silently put away the detonator. This was originally a joke to scare Du Weiguo.

This is the rule of their fraternity. When they go out alone, they always carry strong explosives with them. Once they are attacked and really lose, the last step is to burn everything.

"It's really difficult. To tell you the truth, the order you placed is the biggest commission in five years."

Du Weiguo frowned: "How many of you are left now?"

Lu Yan pondered for a moment, and chose to tell the truth, but his voice was muffled:

"Well, we merged with the Freemasons in the Middle East a few years ago, and suffered heavy losses. There are only 4 Continental Hotels left, all of which are in illegal places.

There are currently 3 people in each store, and there are not many left at the headquarters, less than 10 people in total. "

Du Weiguo thought about it secretly in his heart. According to Lu Yan, there are a dozen or twenty ability users left in the brotherhood. Although they have already declined, they are not weak.

But their fraternity has a fatal flaw. All masters are basically physics-oriented.

And people like the ugly guy and the old man still use cold weapons. It is estimated that an elite special armed team can deal with them.

"Lu Yan, with your skill, how many brothers are left in the Brotherhood?"

Lu Yan's face became even more gloomy, and his eyes were far away, as if thinking of some sad past. After a long silence, he sighed, with a melancholy tone:
"There are still 5 or 6 more."

Du Weiguo knew that his question probably brought back Lu Yan's sad past, so he patted him on the shoulder:

"Okay, Lu Yan, don't be sad, there will always be bread, and the evil spirits and the brotherhood will be invincible if we work together, let's beat the Freemasons together!"

Lu Yan is also a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes, life and death are indifferent, but he suppressed his expression for a moment, and suddenly changed the subject:
"You don't give me cakes to satisfy my hunger, Wesley, let me tell you, one yard is worth one yard, and you must give me the money for repairing the gun, otherwise, I will die with you."

Hahaha!
Du Weiguo laughed loudly, in a happy mood:

"Here, here, and besides, I'll give you another 500 million to order two handy pistols for me, together with several hundred rounds of engraved bullets."

Lu Yan rolled his eyes when he was shocked by Du Weiguo's wealth:
"Order two guns at once? I said, Wesley, haven't you just swallowed up Kuncha's foundation? Are you so rich now?"

Du Weiguo curled his lips and said in a relaxed tone:

"It's okay, in the past two days, just those brokers who were carried out of your hotel have scraped more than 4000 million US dollars back and forth.

And this is only the cash part, which is enough to pay the commission fee this time, together with the cost of my customized weapons. "

Lu Yan's eyes were straightened, and he swears directly:

"Fucking shit, you're too good at business, right? I've also contributed a lot here, so I should share it with you!" (End of this chapter)