Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Possessing the power to pierce the sky, this is the deterrent power that Du Weiguo has always kept silent, similar to the nuclear weapons of great powers.

As long as he is determined, almost no one can dodge his bullets, no matter where he is, his head will still be blown.

It was also for this reason that Du Weiguo committed suicide unscrupulously all day long, jumping crazily on the bottom line of some big shots, but was always at ease.

But this kind of extreme operation is similar to Pandora's box. Once opened, the consequences are unpredictable.

Therefore, since Du Weiguo's debut, he has been trying his best to restrain himself, whether he was in the Secret Service in Forty-Nine City or became a free man after leaving the country.

Du Weiguo has always been seduced by this kind of ability of killing fish and killing nets. He has never really used it, and it has simply become a deterrent.

This time, Du Weiguo directly blew up Allen Leth's head at the gate of Qing (Wa) Terrace in Seoul, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Shocking!

You know, Allen Les is not an unknown person, he is the second-ranking chair of the CIA, with a high position and authority, even in the political arena of Citigroup, he can be counted as a big figure.

Stamping feet, shaking the earth, it is no exaggeration to say that Allen's words and deeds can even affect the world structure.

A big man like him who knows the sky was actually shot in the head in broad daylight and in public, which is equivalent to a public execution.

This extremely explosive news could not be concealed at all, as if it had grown wings, it spread throughout the entire hidden front in an instant.

One stone caused a thousand waves!

Only 18 hours apart, two earth-shattering events took place in Hong Kong Island and Seoul, which were already on the cusp of the storm.

All of them have the figure of Allen, and it is hard not to associate them together, especially this amazing marksmanship, which looks like the handwriting of a demon.

Although there is no evidence to prove that it was Sha Shen who assassinated Allen, but those who are well-informed quickly figured out the reason, and this is clearly the revenge of Sha God.

The evil god's lair is on Hong Kong Island. This is already a semi-open secret in the underground world. The shocking fireworks at the West Ring Pier before.

It's equivalent to directly hitting the door of Shashen's house and riding on his head to shit and piss. If Du Weiguo didn't fight back, his power would plummet and he would be attacked by hyena-like enemies.

Revenge is imperative!

If you come out to mess around, you always have to pay it back, and if you dare to set up a trick to blow me up, then don't blame me for blowing up your dog's head.

Du Weiguo told the world in the roughest, simplest and most domineering language that Lao Tzu is like this, lawless, and he must be punished.

No matter how stupid you are, no matter how prominent your status is, who you love, as long as you dare to provoke me, come and see me!

In fact, these are not the point, the point is how Du Weiguo escaped from the devastating explosion.

And how could it be possible to hide from everyone in such a short period of time, secretly sneak into Seoul from Hong Kong Island, and disappear like a ghost.

This is the terrifying ability of careful thinking, and it can't help but make all the powerful and powerful people feel chills down their backs, as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

Since Alan, who is under strict protection, can be easily killed, anyone can be killed. This time, everyone can't sit still.

There is one more frightening thing, that is, after killing Allen, Du Weiguo disappeared. Seoul is currently under martial law, and all passages are closed.

Countless police and troops swarmed into Seoul and searched house to house, not even missing any rat holes.

But no one has found his whereabouts, and no one can contact him. The evil god hiding in the dark is the most terrifying.

He was originally the most terrifying assassin in the world, and now he disappeared without a trace, so the next moment, he could appear anywhere and take people's lives.

Storms were rising in all directions, countless radio waves, bright or dark, centered in Seoul, broke through the sky, and scattered in all directions like goddesses scattering flowers.

Washington, Moscow, Forty-Nine Cities, London, Paris, Berlin, Tokyo, and covert front organizations all over the world are boiling.

On Hong Kong Island, Lena, who received the news from Seoul, was ashen-faced. What she was most worried about happened really happened, and she sat on the chair in a daze, her whole body numb.

Even though the phone on the desk and the howling of the satellite phone seemed to be dying, Lei Na was still indifferent and dumbfounded.

After a while, the chief analyst Ada didn't even knock on the door, but hurriedly pushed the door and walked in, with an anxious tone:
"Director, boss J's phone number at the headquarters is line 6. He's already angry. Please answer it quickly!"

Reina came back to her senses, exhaled a long breath, and waved her hand to Ada wearily, signaling that she understood.

After rubbing her face vigorously, and then stroked her hair, she picked up the receiver and pressed the intercom button No. 6. At this moment, Reina's tone became calm:
"Boss, I'm Reina, what instructions do you have?"

On the other side of the microphone is a deep man's voice, full of magnetism, with a typical British accent. This man is the head of MI[-], code-named Mr. J.

Although he was a little sullen, his tone was still calm and unhurried:
"Leina, tell me, how did he get from Hong Kong Island to Seoul? Did you help him?"

The "he" in the man's mouth is naturally Du Weiguo. Regarding this, Lei Na has already had a plan, and she replied in a calm tone:

"Boss, I don't know what method Wesley will use to get to Seoul, but I can assure you that I absolutely did not provide him with any help."

Mr. J asked: "Then how did he escape from the explosion at the pier?"

Reina replied without thinking:
"I don't know, the explosion was too violent, and there was a bizarre tsunami at the same time. The scene was completely destroyed, leaving no useful clues.

Boss, you also know that he is a capable person, and he is also the top capable person, so he cannot be deduced by common sense at all. "

Hearing Reina's almost perfect evasion, Mr. J's breathing became a little heavy, and he was silent for a while before giving an order in a cold tone:
"Hong Kong Island is more than 2000 kilometers away from Seoul, so in such a short period of time, he can only fly there, Lena, check it out right away.

In the past two days, all flights from Hong Kong Island, Tai O, and even Wanwan to Seoul, including civil aviation, private jets, and even military planes, must find a way for him to travel. "

After listening to J's order, Reina suddenly asked in a low tone:
"Boss, the West Ring Pier on Hong Kong Island has just been bombed, the damage is very serious, the impact is quite bad, and the public is full of grievances.

Coupled with the influence of the current situation in the north, the top priority is, should we first find out the mastermind behind the scenes? "

Mr. J was silent again, and then his voice was somewhat cold:

"Within a week, the Ministry of Finance will allocate 1000 million pounds of special funds to Hong Kong Island to rebuild the wharf and compensate for the loss.

The explosion at the pier this time was caused by the illegal transportation of nitroglycerin on the Sophie Princess and improper handling. Do you understand? "

The Sophie Princess belongs to a certain country in the Middle East, and Mr. J’s investigation conclusion is obviously just to spread hatred and blame a deer for a horse.

This can be regarded as a basic operation. When it comes to the business of being shameless and talking nonsense with eyes open, even the bald eagle never learns from it.

As soon as she heard that the Ministry of Finance had allocated funds so happily, Lei Na instantly understood that apart from the Freemasons, the Five Shit Stirrings must also be involved in the matter of the West Ring Wharf.

Reina's eyes burst into flames, and she suppressed her anger and asked, "What about the sudden local tsunami? How can you explain it?"

There was a hint of impatience in Mr. J's voice:

"A violent underwater explosion will of course cause huge waves. What's so strange about that, Reina, are you a boy scout? You also want me to teach you this kind of thing?"

Reina frowned tightly:

"So, we don't need to investigate the real culprit behind the terrorist attack at the West Ring Pier. I was bombed in vain, knocked out front teeth and swallowed blood. Am I right? Boss."

Reina's words were sharp and pointed. Mr. J was a little ashamed and angry, and his words became a little ugly:
"Leina, pay attention to your attitude, clarify your position, and execute the order. You are the head of MI[-] in Asia, not Sha Shen's mistress."

Reina curled her lips, her tone full of ridicule:
"Okay, boss, I understand, since this is the case, I will no longer maintain a friendly relationship with Wesley from now on.

Refuse to provide all convenience and support, as long as he has illegal behavior, I will definitely punish him resolutely. "

"Uh~"

Hearing this, Mr. J's tone was suffocated. To be honest, before Allen's head was blown off, his attitude was very clear, and he must maintain a good relationship with Du Weiguo.

After all, Du Weiguo had helped their six divisions complete many almost impossible tasks before, and made a lot of money.

Besides, being able to maintain a good relationship with the best assassin in the world is absolutely beneficial and harmless, but for now.

If he wanted to continue to maintain a good relationship with Du Weiguo, the cost would be too high. Mr. J had to weigh whether he could withstand the backlash from the CIA.

Mr. J obviously hesitated, and fell silent. Reina sneered:
"Boss, you have to think about it carefully. Wesley is obviously hiding it on purpose now. According to his ability, if he doesn't want to show up on his own initiative.

Well, no one in the world can find him, he can be anywhere at any time, my advice is don't overstimulate, you don't want him in London. "

It's a naked threat, but it's real. Du Weiguo is going crazy now, he has no scruples, and it's extremely dangerous.

Since he dared to explode Allen's dog's head, he naturally didn't care about cutting off Mr. J's head, even if it was a queen who was like a mascot.

After a long time, Mr. J finally spoke again, and his tone became calm again, unusually gentle:
"Leina, you have to be clear, the current situation is that the deputy director of the CIA was assassinated by him, the situation is serious, and I am under a lot of pressure.

After all, Shashen left for Seoul from Hong Kong Island. We can be neutral, but we must do the necessary investigation gestures. "

Mr. J is obviously timid, and his meaning is not difficult to understand. You must pay attention to face, but don't take it too seriously. This arrogant face almost made Lei Na break her defenses and burst out laughing.

Suddenly, I thought of what Du Weiguo once said to these politicians when he smoked after a firestorm:

Politicians are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and they are high-sounding. They are essentially a group of mangy dogs with soft bones.

In a word!
On the same day, near noon, in Hagi City, Dongyingshanguchi County, across the sea from South Koryo Busan, a very personable male guest welcomed a very well-known Teppanyaki restaurant.

He is probably in his 20s, very young, handsome, with a strong silhouette. He is wearing a well-fitting dark blue double-breasted suit and a snow-white shirt, making him look like a movie star.

The young man is polite, speaks fluent English, and has a few extremely authentic Tokyo accents. At first glance, he is a Japanese American, and he is either rich or noble.

Moreover, the young man was extraordinarily generous. He not only ordered the most expensive Kobe beef in the store, but also ordered 20 servings at once.

At present, it has only been 22 years since Citigroup dropped two destructive pineapples on Dongying. Under the method of sticks and radishes, the backbone of Dongying people has been completely softened, and they are extremely embarrassing.

The persona that Du Weiguo is simulating now is the most envied and envied by the people of Dongying, and at the same time, the most yearned for, the returned Japanese-American with a lot of money.

So the shopkeeper did his best to serve him and flattered him so much that he almost knelt down to lick his leather shoes.

After self-healing and upgrading to immortality, Du Weiguo can now use the teleportation skill to do whatever he wants, even dozens of times in a row without any burden.

As long as he is willing, he can do it in a blink of an eye. This is why Du Weiguo dared to assassinate Allen.

After killing Allen in Gyeongbokgung Palace, Du Weiguo didn't even stay for a second, and immediately teleported to Changmen City in Dongying, which he had been to.

I stole one of the most prestigious Crown sedans on the side of the road, and drove all the way to Hagi City. Feeling a little hungry, I just found a restaurant that looked most luxurious on the street for dinner.

Taking the head of the enemy's family in the morning and eating meat and drinking thousands of miles away at noon, this kind of state has even surpassed the ten-step-one-kill described by Li Taibai.

Doing as one pleases, enjoying the joyful feeling of enmity and enmity, makes Du Weiguo's chest full of lumps, and he can't wait to show his mind and howl loudly.

After eating and drinking enough, Du Weiguo didn't even drive the Crown sedan he was driving when he came, and just walked on the road at leisure.

When passing by a back alley, the figure disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if he had never appeared before.

Tokyo, Shinjuku, the quiet villa where Du Weiguo once lived temporarily.

It was raining lightly in Tokyo today, and the weather was exceptionally cool. Jiro Kamada, who was studying Chinese hard in the second bedroom on the second floor, suddenly sniffed, and he smelled a faint smell of tobacco.

His eyes tightened, he turned over and sat up abruptly, pulled out a samurai sword on the knife holder beside him, tiptoed, and groped towards the downstairs.

In the living room on the first floor, Du Weiguo happened to be sitting on the sofa in his spare time, with his legs crossed and a cigarette in his hand.

Seeing Jiro Kamada walking on tiptoe and carrying a long knife, Du Weiguo smiled and raised his hand:

"Kamada, long time no see, how are you doing?"

"Dang bang~"

Seeing Du Weiguo, Kamata Jiro was stunned. His samurai sword fell to the ground, his eyes were red, and tears quickly blurred his vision.

"First, sir, you are finally back ~ woo~"

Halfway through, Kamata Jiro burst into tears and choked his throat. He was really wronged.

Since Du Weiguo left Tokyo with Hu Taodai, it has been several months since he left, and there is no news. He is like an abandoned stray dog, guarding here every day.

Fortunately, Du Weiguo left enough money for him, and Kamada Jiro was quite frugal, not a big spender, this money was almost enough for him to live until he died.

However, this kind of up and down, up and down, and waiting indefinitely is extremely tormented. Jiro Kamada is not even sure whether Du Weiguo will come back.

He just spoke Chinese. Although he has a slightly weird accent, it is quite standard and looks good. Du Weiguo said with a smile:

"Kamada, get up quickly, what are you doing? You know, I've always been annoyed by other people kneeling down. My lords, why are you still crying? Could it be that someone bullied you?"

Upon hearing this, Kamata Jiro quickly got up and wiped his eyes:
"No, no, sir, no one bullies me, I just miss you so much, is there anything you need to do when you come to Tokyo this time?"

Du Weiguo extinguished his cigarette, shook his head with a smile:

"Oh, I caused trouble outside, and I have nowhere to go. I need to temporarily avoid the limelight here."

What Du Weiguo said is really not a lie. Now the outside world has indeed turned upside down, and all intelligence organizations and the underground world have all exploded.

Seoul had already been rushed from the Incheon port base, and the red-eyed Citi soldiers surrounded the city tightly, and carried out a frantic carpet search, turning the whole city upside down.

The name of Shashen became an instant hit and spread all over the world, and now the whole world is looking for him, for all kinds of purposes.

Let him be turbulent, and I will stand still!
No matter how uproarious the outside world is, the instigator, Du Weiguo, will quietly nest in this small villa in the middle of the hustle and bustle for the next few days, dormant and stay at home.

Food and drink expenses were bought by Kamada Jiro. When he came, he used teleportation to enter the house directly. Naturally, no one saw him, so the gods would not guess that he would hide here.

Du Weiguo is not worried about the safety of Moran and the others. With Alan's lessons learned from the past, he is now in a state of invisibility and has disappeared from the world. I believe that the CIA will not be so stubborn and dare to move his back scales.

Again, the evil god hiding in the dark is the scariest thing! (end of this chapter)