Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the sky is full of red clouds, and countless rainbows of various sizes appear in the sky near the Western District of Hong Kong Island. At first glance, it looks like a magical world, beautiful and magnificent.

But underneath this beautiful scene, there is a mess, howling everywhere.

After finally seeing off Ellen Les, who had temporarily changed her itinerary and left the port early, safely. Reina was so anxious that she rushed to the Sai Wan Pier without stopping.

Now it can only be called the original West Ring Pier, because the original pier has become a complete ruin.

The violent explosion that occurred on the Sophie Princess, plus the sudden appearance of a local giant tsunami, the two superimposed, the damage was too great to be added.

The West Ring Wharf was completely destroyed, and now there is only a terrifying circular pit with a radius of nearly [-] meters where the Sophie Princess was moored.

Inside the deep pit, it was filled with turbid and dirty sea water, and there were countless fragments of freighters floating on the sea surface.

Scavenger-eating seagulls hover and dance, scrambling for the floating pieces of meat on the sea, like a purgatory on earth.

Not only was the mooring pier destroyed, but many cargo ships on the surrounding revetments were also affected, and several ships were overturned.

The violent shock wave caused by the explosion overturned all the containers on the freight yard, and even the office building collapsed. The loss of people and property was incalculable, comparable to a natural disaster.

However, these are not what Lei Na cares about. The only thing she cares about now is the whereabouts of Du Weiguo.

Yes, Du Weiguo disappeared during the terrorist explosion.

There are no people in life, and no corpses in death. It stands to reason that with such a devastating explosion scale, at the center of the explosion, there are no bones left, and it is normal for them to be turned into dust.

However, as long as Du Weiguo's body is not found, or other evidence that can directly prove his death, no one will dare to believe that the evil god will die.

Lei Na knew the whole process of Du Weiguo's assassination of Ali Dulie on this ship, including the cause and effect.

She knew clearly in her heart that this was clearly another carefully arranged killing scheme aimed at Du Weiguo. It was a joint killing from the Freemasons and the CIA.

It can even be said that, in pushing Du Weiguo to such a point, she herself could not help but play an extremely disgraceful negative role in it.

This time Allen Les arrived in Hong Kong for a serious business. Although he is the second-in-command of the CIA, his responsibilities are not limited to intelligence work, but also involve a lot of government affairs.

Lena is not particularly clear about the specific content of the interview between Allen Les and the Governor of Hong Kong. It probably means that he wants to build a military base on Hong Kong Island, or build some kind of defense system.

Reina has been insanely busy all day long, not only dealing with the KGB Vasily who is like a mad dog, but also keeping an eye on the movements of that bastard, Ali Turle.

At the same time, she has to stabilize Du Weiguo, who may go berserk at any time, and most importantly, she must also ensure that Allen is fully groomed during his stay on Hong Kong Island.

She couldn't keep her eyes open, she was busy with her feet, and she didn't care much about these so-called military affairs that she couldn't participate in at all.

Having said that, the relationship between Lei Na and Du Weiguo is not a pure cooperative relationship. Although their profession is ruthless and ungrateful, people are not grass, how can they be ruthless?

After a long time of contact, and in countless times of crisis, Du Weiguo stood in front of her like a magic soldier, even if it was a heart of stone, it was so warm.

As a top-notch good-looking agent of MI[-], Lei Na has only been Du Weiguo in the past two years, which is enough to explain a lot of problems.

Returning to the main story of the book, Alan, the old Bidden, arrived in Hong Kong this time. Apart from his business, he really wanted to take the opportunity to kill Du Weiguo, a thorn in his side.

It's just that he is a scheming and life-saving master, how could he be the bait himself and risk himself?
For the secret experiment in Lop Nur, Huaxia guarded it like an iron bucket, and there was no chance at all. Citigroup had already resigned to its fate.

Therefore, the bait naturally became Ali Turle, the abandoned son. In the eyes of Allen Leth, this guy was just mud that couldn't support the wall, and he couldn't do anything at all.

His biggest role is to disgust people, and he belongs to the kind of toad who doesn't bite people and responds to people.

Just like what Du Weiguo said, this is a conspiracy, and the matter is too big to allow for any mistakes. Even if he knows it is a trap, he will step in.

In order to get rid of Du Weiguo, they took great pains, and even set up a serial killing at any cost.

Ali Turle's substitute was killed, and his escape route, including the confrontation between the Sixth Office and the KGB, was all arranged and budgeted in advance. All of this was to lure Du Weiguo into the urn.

After Du Weiguo arrived at the West Ring Wharf, there was a series of murderous intentions. First, a group of sophisticated gunmen ambushed on the deck, then Abdullah's self-destruct, and finally, the tsunami caused by the superhuman.

This earth-shattering explosion, as well as the sudden localized tsunami, in Leina's view, are undoubtedly the work of superpowers under the Freemasonry.

The tsunami came suddenly and strangely, and it only happened at the West Ring Pier. To be more precise, it only targeted the Sophie Princess, and even a fool could see the problem.

Besides, for an explosion of such a scale, it is preliminarily judged that at least more than 800 kilograms of TNT explosives were buried in advance on the cargo ship Sophie Princess.

Leina stood on the ruins of the pier, looking at the terrifying sea pit in front of her, she was already extremely angry, her eyes were violent, her face was ashen, and her whole body was trembling slightly.

Too rampant!

Allen Les, an old man, and those bastards from the Freemasonry, did not take MI[-], or even the dignity of the Empire on which the sun never sets, and dared to do such unscrupulous destruction on Hong Kong Island.

In addition to anger, there is also anxiety, the anxiety of burning all inside, such a terrifying explosion and tsunami, how should Wesley escape?Is he dead or not?

If he really escaped by luck, then according to his temperament, he will definitely take revenge. The masterminds behind this incident, Alan and Byrne, cannot get away with it anyway.

These two old silver coins are big men who have connected to the sky, and if Du Weiguo makes a move, there will be no room for returning to the world, and he can only die forever!
At this moment, about 8 kilometers southwest of the West Ring Pier, at the northern foot of Longhu Mountain, there is a cave hidden in the dense forest.

The area of ​​this cave is not large, only about 10 square meters. The cave is filled with an unpleasant smell of corruption, and there are some bones of small animals. This place should have been a wild boar's nest before, and it has been abandoned for a long time.

The floor of the cave was barely flat, and Night Dire was lying on the ground panting violently. The flesh and blood on its body was writhing and healing rapidly.

When the explosion and tsunami happened, Dire was about tens of meters away from Princess Sophie, and the first time it had a premonition of danger, it hid.

Although the dodge was fast enough and timely enough, but the explosion was too violent, it was still affected, and a layer of skin was peeled off from the whole body, bloody and bloody, and the injury was serious.

In fact, the freighter explosion was caused by Du Weiguo. Before starting the teleportation, he clearly sensed the source of the hostility, put his mind to one side, and pressed the switch of the detonator regardless.

However, Du Weiguo never expected that these guys buried so many explosives as if they had eaten the skin of a mad dog.

The explosion was so violent that even with the teleportation ability, he was still injured, and it was seriously injured.

When he appeared on Dire's back in a teleportation, he had already turned into a blood gourd, his internal organs were all displaced, he vomited blood continuously, his two calf leaves disappeared, almost even his lifeblood was blown away .

Fortunately, the body of immortality was not covered. When Ye Dian carried Du Weiguo and hid in Longhu Mountain, the two calves had already been reborn, but his body was so weak that he couldn't even move his fingers.

Night Dire was also exhausted, it was seriously injured, and it had to carry Du Weiguo to the limit, and had to hypnotize the witnesses on the way, exhausted and exhausted.

With a burning pain in his stomach, Du Weiguo propped up his body, forcefully lifted his spirits, took out several boxes of canned beef from the space and threw them to Night Dire, and burst a box himself, swallowing it whole.

It was already at this stage, and he couldn't care less about concealing the secret of the space, anyway, it was impossible for Night Dire to betray him.

After a while, one person and one dog exhausted all the cans he had stored before he managed to breathe a sigh of relief.

By this time, the sky was completely dark. Du Weiguo stood up slowly, holding his knees, and moved his legs and feet a few times. He didn't feel any discomfort.

Gently touching an old wound on his calf, Du Weiguo couldn't help shivering, and said to himself with lingering fear:

"Damn it, if the father of the system didn't upgrade me to an immortal body, I would be a disabled person in the future, and I would be in a wheelchair."

Du Weiguo bent down again, and carefully inspected his calf. As always, even the scars from before were still there. He couldn't help admiring the magic of the immortal body. It was reproduced one by one, and the leather was extremely cowhide!
He patted his tattered and tattered coat, took out the broken satellite phone from the only pocket of the clothes that was still in good condition, and threw it on the ground helplessly.

"Paralyzed, another one was reimbursed, this thing is too irresistible."

Du Weiguo straightened his waist, walked a few steps forward, leaned against the entrance of the cave, and looked out. At this moment, the bright moon was hanging high, and the insects and birds were singing in Longhu Mountain, and it was peaceful.

He took out a cigarette from the space, lit it, and exhaled the smoke for a long time, then clicked on the system template to check it.

The physical attributes and skills have not changed, only the free skill points have changed from 2 points to 5 points, an increase of 3 points.

It can be seen from this that he did not hesitate to suffer serious injuries, but also chose to detonate the freighter and burn it all together, and it was not for nothing.

That terrifying ability user who can cause a tsunami, there should be another unknown guy who is in charge of Luezhen, were all taken away by Du Weiguo's wave.

When chatting with Lu Yan in Laojie before, he said very firmly that since both sides suffered losses in the desert, the size of the Masonic Noah Legion will never exceed 30 people.

On Sumatra Island, Du Weiguo wiped out a team of superpowers under their command, and now they have killed two more, which is equivalent to one-fifth, which is absolutely traumatic.

Du Weiguo thought to himself, the self-detonation of the freighter and the intensity of the explosion do not look like the work of the Freemasons, but more like the style of the CIA and the military.

Before the teleportation, Du Weiguo had clearly sensed that the hostility came from the sea, and the distance was not far away. The ability to create huge waves without wind was obviously the work of a capable person.

That's why he pressed the detonator resolutely and chose to die together.

The explosion took away two lackeys of the Freemasons. I wonder if there will be a rift between the Freemasons and the CIA?
Damn, it doesn't matter whether they have a rift or not, anyway, I must avenge this enmity!It has never been Du Weiguo's style to be passively beaten, and it is Shashen's consistent style to seek revenge.

After flicking the cigarette butt, Du Weiguo's eyes gradually turned cold, his evil aura rose into the sky, and the night birds behind the jungle flew away in fright.

At midnight, in the living room of Baishawan Villa, the lights were brightly lit. Lancelot and Su Li were sitting opposite each other. Su Li changed his calm demeanor, his face was serious, distracted, and kept smoking.

Su Li was well-informed. The explosion at the West Ring Pier in the afternoon was earth-shattering. Naturally, it couldn't be hidden from his eyes and ears. Lancelot also knew about it.

At this moment, the old handsome guy glanced at him, and said in a firm tone:

"Su, you don't have to worry, Wesley is very powerful, and he will definitely not be killed by a mere explosion."

Hearing this, Su Li's hair exploded, the veins on his forehead popped out, he pulled his neck and roared angrily:

"A mere explosion? Lancelot, did you really listen to me? The explosion at the West Ring Wharf this time had a yield of more than 1 ton and a radius of over 50 meters.

The entire pier was blown up, and within a radius of 500 meters, there was no human or animal life. Wesley was only nicknamed Sha Shen, and he was not really a god! "

Su Li was a top-level arms broker, and he was familiar with the parameters of these explosions, so he explained them in great detail. However, Lancelot just curled his lips in disapproval and remained silent.

The handsome old man thought to himself:

"Silly hat, Wesley can teleport, why don't you worry about it? Let alone a radius of 500 meters, even a radius of 5 kilometers, you can't even think of hurting a single hair of him."

How should I put it, as an old-school power user, Lancelot is proud and stubborn, and has some dislike and contempt for these hot weapons.

Therefore, he has always insisted on using cold weapons to fight. His miraculous harpoon crossbow is not a black-tech weapon, but made of special materials.

Su Li was irritated by his attitude: "You old white-haired old man, what the hell are you~~"

At this moment, a black light suddenly shot from outside the door, the speed was unbelievably fast, and Su Li didn't see clearly that it was the black dog Night Dire until his eyes.

Night Dire smoked from all four legs and ran straight to Su Li before stopping. With a vigorous shake of his head, he threw out a small white box from his mouth.

Su Li quickly caught the small box, and took a closer look. It was a box of filter-tipped red pandas without a trademark. His brows were filled with joy, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing:
"Hahaha! Let me just say, good people don't live long, and scourges last for thousands of years. How can Wesley, a bad embryo, belch so easily!"

Lancelot glanced at the black dog, then gave Su Li an angry look, and muttered a sentence in Cantonese he had just learned:

"Crazy Line~"

The next day, at 9 am, Jongno-gu, Seoul.

A convoy of very high-spec black cars was driving smoothly on the road, led by four motorcycles, followed by a dozen or so black luxury cars.

In the center of the motorcade was a stretched Lincoln bullet-proof car. Old Allen was sitting in the back seat with great energy, holding a cigar in his hand and looking very high-spirited.

When the master arrives, the slave will naturally receive him respectfully, so Allen's travel routes are all under martial law, with a post every three steps, and a post every five steps, guarding like an iron bucket, impenetrable.

"Boom~"

When the convoy just passed the Gwanghwamun Gate of Gyeongbokgung Palace, with a soft bang, a bullet hole suddenly appeared on the rear window of the bulletproof Lincoln, and the area around the bullet hole was cracked.

"Attacked! Attacked, turn around immediately, 9 o'clock direction, 762 caliber automatic rifle, immediately carry out fire suppression~~"

The co-pilot was Allen's security consultant Jack. He had been on the battlefield and joined the Green Berets. He had experienced many battles and was also an experienced bodyguard.

He immediately and accurately judged the direction of the bullet and the model of the gun, and at the same time issued the most reasonable response strategy through the walkie-talkie.

However, it was too late. From the first bullet hole to Jack's order, the interval was less than 3 seconds.

During this period, no less than 20 steel core 7.62 warheads miraculously hit the same crater, and a hole was punched through the 53 mm thick bulletproof glass.

Before Jack, the security consultant, could finish his sentence, Alan Leqi, who was stunned, suddenly burst into blood on his temple, tilted his body, and the cigar in his hand slipped.

Headshot to death!

Three minutes later, when the red-eyed Jack ran up the Guanghuamen city wall with a large group of people, there were already few people there, except for a half-new Soviet-made AK3.

Here on the city wall is one of the few commanding heights on Allen's route, so it is impossible to deploy a whole squad of troops without vigilance.

But at this moment, several South Korean soldiers in charge of martial law have fallen to the ground, and everyone has a bullet hole between their eyebrows.

Jack was extremely irritable. He pushed his men away with red eyes and walked quickly to one of the corpses. He squatted down and pinched the corpse's cheek, and then picked at the wound on his forehead.

At this moment, a man with glasses who looked like a steward hurried over, stood behind Jack, and asked in a low voice:
"Jack, what's the matter?"

Jack stood up, clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were cracked, and his back molars were almost crushed:

"Fuck! The corpses were dead for less than 5 minutes, that is to say, 2 minutes before and after, 12 people were first shot dead with silent pistols.

Then at a distance of 420 meters and a vehicle speed of 40 miles, at least 20 bullets hit the same bullet hole almost at the same time~"

The man with the glasses had a paralyzed face, his expression remained motionless, he pondered for a moment, then helped his glasses frame slightly, his eyes were sharp:
"Jack, there are not many people in the world who can use such a magic-like marksmanship."

Jack's face was ashen, and he said word by word: "No, there are not many, there is only one, and that is AISA2, evil spirit."

The corner of the glasses man's mouth twitched, a half-smile, and a gloomy tone:
"Shashen, heh, this time you have pierced the sky~~" (End of this chapter)