Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

It was approaching midnight, dark clouds covered the moon, and the stars dimmed. Diye Mountain outside Hikone Castle was completely silent, except for Guo Linfeng's low whimpering.

In the backyard of Tianning Temple, next to the Zen room where Fujiwara Sakura went on a killing spree, there is a tattered and moldy long roof.

Six delicate children, both boys and girls, were sleeping one after another. They were all about 6 or 2 years old. They were so sleepy that they couldn't wake up even if they shouted.

Du Weiguo checked the conditions of several children one by one. They were all drugged, and their breathing and complexion were normal.

"Your Excellency Evil God, what should we do next? Should we first find a way to wake up these children and ask them where they are from?

Can I wake up by splashing water?By the way, should we call the police?And how on earth did you get here? "

Fujiwara Sakura was like a curious baby, following Du Weiguo with her little mouth blaring like a barrage of questions, bombarding her with questions one after another.

"To shut up!"

Du Weiguo was so noisy by her that his head was buzzing, and he frowned and growled:
"Fujiwara Sakura, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will strip you naked and hang you on the gate of this ruined temple."

Fujiwara Qianye has a calm personality, like a sawed-off gourd, and does not smile. But his sister is the exact opposite of him. Not only is she talkative, but she also has no eyes, and it is impossible to tell whether her eyebrows are high or low.

Hearing Du Weiguo's threat, Fujiwara Sakura pouted disapprovingly and muttered dissatisfied:

"Your Excellency Evil God, I am not a three-year-old child. You are a rare hero in the world. Why do you still say such childish words to scare me?"

This little girl's skin was too tight. At this moment, she had taken off the black mask from her face. The so-called mask was actually just a piece of fabric cut from the cloak.

The reason why she covered her face was just the so-called gangster tactics she learned from graphic novels when she was bored.

It is said that covering the face when killing people and setting fires can not only prevent blood from splattering on the face, but also isolate the bloody stench, hey.

Isn't this pure nonsense?Anyone who walks around in the world has only one goal of covering his face, and that is to avoid people's eyes and ears.

Needless to say, Fujiwara Sakura is quite beautiful, with red phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge, and strong lines. She has a heroic spirit that is rare among Japanese women. She is not old, but has a curvy front and back, and a pretty good figure.

However, Fujiwara Sakura has lived in a shrine since she was a child. She has been taken care of well, has enough food and clothing, and is pampered.

To put it bluntly, she was just an inexperienced, inexperienced little kid. She was so childish that Du Weiguo didn't regard her as a woman at all. No matter how beautiful she was, it was useless.

"Your Excellency Evil God, my brother said that you single-handedly destroyed the group of half-human and half-ghost Jiuju sect who specialized in tinkering with corpses. You are the first-class hero in the world~"

Seeing that she was still chattering, Du Weiguo's patience ran out, he glanced at her coldly, and suddenly moved.

His figure was like a ghost, and he flashed in front of her in the blink of an eye, with a stern tone:

"What a bullshit hero? You're just laughing your ass off. My evil reputation is all based on human lives. I kill people, set fires, and take human life lightly. What bad things have I not done?"

While speaking, Du Weiguo suddenly raised his hand, with his fingers spread like hooks and eagle claws, and grabbed her shoulder.

Du Weiguo's movements were as fast as lightning, and actually caused a harsh sound of breaking wind, which was so shocking that Fujiwara Sakura finally panicked.

Her figure suddenly dwarfed and twisted, and she flashed several meters away in an instant. She was already at the door of the Zen room, looking as graceful as a startled dragon, which was pleasing to the eye.

As a shrine maiden of Kanda Shrine, Fujiwara Sakura is naturally not mediocre. She also has a powerful shikigami symbiotically embedded in her body. It seems that she should have an agility-based ability.

Fujiwara Sakura crossed her arms over her chest, not sure what she was guarding against. Her eyes were panicked, her tone was stammering, and she asked timidly:

"You, what are you going to do?"

Du Weiguo didn't speak, he just looked gloomily, stretched out a finger and put it to his lips to make a hissing gesture.

The meaning is self-evident, you damn, shut your mouth.

Fujiwara Sakura was really frightened by him just now, and she was still frightened. Although she felt extremely wronged, she could only purse her lips in frustration, and really didn't dare to open her mouth again.

Du Weiguo was too lazy to answer her. He took out the map from his pocket and looked at it carefully. His brows furrowed slightly and his face turned a little dark.

The straight-line distance from Mount Diye, where we are currently located in Hikone Castle, to Mount Ongao, our destination, is not too far.

It's only about 300 kilometers, but there are neither roads nor railways during this stretch, and it's all covered with mountains.

The mountain road with a straight line distance of more than 300 kilometers, the actual distance is probably thousands of kilometers. Even so, to Du Weiguo, it is actually nothing.

Even if you don't use the magic teleportation skill and just walk normally, follow his footsteps and work harder, you can get there in a day or a night at most.

But now, the situation has become a bit troublesome. The second middle school girl Fujiwara Sakura in front of him gives Du Weiguo an extremely headache.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

Just leave her alone, you say. As the head shrine maiden of Atsuta Shrine, and she also has the shrine's treasure, there is no guarantee that there will be no way to locate and track her.

Previously, the reason why Du Weiguo's movements were well known to the enemy was because Tsuchimikado Shinto could locate the E-cat in real time.

Du Weiguo went to Yujing Mountain this time, but he had to fight the legendary evil god Xiangpan, and he was unpredictable.

In a life-and-death battle like this, any uncontrollable variables must be resolved in advance.

If at the critical moment, those onmyojis from Tsuchimikado Shinto happen to arrive, the consequences will be disastrous~~
You said, just ignore Fujiwara Sakura. Although this little girl is still a talkative person in the second grade, she is still a powerful helper and can still play on the periphery.

If she were left here, she would either be captured by the people from the shrine, or she would get lost and starve to death in the jungle without any suspense.

Du Weiguo pinched his sore temples, put away the map, walked out of the Zen room with a cold face, and walked in the direction of the temple.

"Your Excellency, where are you going~"

Fujiwara Sakura asked subconsciously, but immediately remembered Du Weiguo's warning just now, she quickly covered her mouth, trotted, and followed Du Weiguo step by step.

When Du Weiguo strode out of the gate of Tianning Temple, Fujiwara Sakura couldn't hold it in any longer. She stepped in front of Du Weiguo and asked loudly:

"Your Excellency Sha Shen, where are you going? Are you ignoring those children inside?"

"How do you care? Take them over the mountains to Yujing Mountain, and then take them with me to find Xiangpan to fight for their lives? Are you a pig-headed person?"

Du Weiguo rolled his eyes at her coldly, kept walking, and cursed unceremoniously. Fujiwara Sakura's head turned red after being scolded, and she looked suffocated.

But even so, she still didn't give up. She still stopped in front of him and said bravely:

"Well, then, we can't just ignore it, right? What if a wild beast suddenly rushes in~~"

Sakura Fujiwara is such a sweet girl, and has a mother's heart. She keeps nagging and messing around.

"You are so awesome, killing people is like mowing grass, then you just take care of it yourself and stop me from doing it? Get out of my way!"

Du Weiguo was irritated and extremely bored. He growled like a fly and put his hand on her shoulder.

It seemed like it was just a casual wave, but when his big hand fell on Fujiwara Sakura's shoulder, she suddenly felt an unstoppable force coming from her.

As if she was hit by an oncoming locomotive, Fujiwara Sakura took off instantly like a rag doll.

Fortunately, her skills were extraordinary and her agility was special. She was in the air, exerted strength on her waist and abdomen, and landed lightly on the ground. She took a few steps back and finally stood firm.

Du Weiguo just used soft force and didn't really exert any force. Otherwise, just this one blow would have guaranteed to break her bones and tendons.

In the fairy land on land, every gesture can hurt people invisibly. This is no joke.After Sakura Fujiwara landed, she still felt that the lower half of her body was numb. She clutched her shoulders and looked in confusion.

Du Weiguo ignored her at all. After slapping her away, he didn't even take a second look and walked down the mountain without stopping.

Fujiwara Sakura stood there blankly, watching his back gradually disappearing, her eyes red, alone and messy in the night wind.

From childhood to adulthood, Fujiwara Sakura has grown up in an environment surrounded by stars. As a miko, she has never experienced love.

But the men around her, no matter what their status or age, expressed affection and kindness to her, and she has always been confident in her appearance and charm.

However, after leaving the shrine, in just one day, her outlook on life completely collapsed, and she was shocked to find that the world was not as gentle as she imagined, but full of malice.

First, he was deceived by sweet words, he was stupidly drugged and knocked unconscious, and he almost lost his life to a group of beasts who kidnapped and trafficked young children.

Later, she met the legendary Evil God by chance. However, this ridiculously handsome man not only treated her with disdain, but even beat her.

In a word, without being severely beaten by society, I thought the whole world revolved around her. Only when I truly entered society did I realize that it was all bullshit.

At this moment, Hong Kong Island, Kowloon, is adjacent to the Fude Building in Victoria Harbour.

The entire ninth floor is occupied by the office area of ​​Niu's Trading Company, which is the company of Mad Cow, the most powerful person in Hong Kong Island recently.

Under Du Weiguo's instruction, Mad Cow registered this company a few months ago and did engage in some superficial business.

He imports beef from New Zealand and Australia and then sells it exclusively to hotpot restaurants across Hong Kong Island. The business is good and he can make tens of thousands of dollars a month.

However, this small amount of money is simply a drop in the bucket and a drop in the ocean to the mad cow who is making money every day.

He secretly controls the entire flour business in Hong Kong Island, and he earns more than just a fraction of the money every day.

The establishment of this company is actually just a fig leaf. Everyone in Hong Kong, black and white, knows what he does.

Mad Cow's company is decorated quite grandly, and the space is very spacious. At this moment, the conference room is filled with smoke, and there are more than 20 capable men gathered in the conference room, and the atmosphere is solemn.

Mad Cow, who was sitting at the top of the center, frowned and his voice was slightly hoarse:

"Xiao Zhuang, have you seen it clearly? It was really the Yoon Tsai gang in Saigon who did it?"

The man named Xiaozhuang is a capable man in his 20s. He is Mad Cow's confidant and has always been brave enough to fight, but he is very miserable at the moment.

The whole body was wrapped in gauze like a mummy, with blood stains still oozing from the chest. The left leg and an arm were broken and covered with thick plasterboard.

Upon hearing Mad Cow's question, Xiaozhuang's eyes were bloodshot and filled with resentment. He struggled to straighten his body and his voice was as hoarse as a broken gong.

"Boss, you're absolutely right. These bastards thought I was dead. I heard them talking in my hometown dialect. I've fucked Yue Nanmei before, so I know a few words~ahem~"

"boom!"

Hearing this, Mad Cow smashed the table hard, looked fiercely, and shouted loudly:

"You rush into the street and dare to touch my goods. These Yonanzi are really desperate for their lives~"

To his left, a dark man with a scar on his face stood up and loudly echoed:

"That's right, if you dare to touch us, you will bring shame on the Lord God. Brother Niu, just give the order. I will gather all my weapons and take the brothers to the streets to destroy all those Yoonan boys in Saigon!"

Mad Cow gave him a stern look and cursed angrily:
"Destroy what you want, Scarface, have you forgotten the rules set by the God of Evil himself? You are not allowed to fight and kill people in the street.

Besides, those Yoonan Tsai are all deserters, a group of desperadoes, and they have long weapons (AK47) in their hands. How on earth can you defeat them? "

Mad Cow's eyes were a little evasive, and his tone was stern. He was originally someone who cherished his life, but now he was living a prosperous life, so naturally he was not willing to risk his life.

Scarface was scolded and frowned, but he was an upright and fiery person, so he was still a little dissatisfied and muttered in a low voice:

"If you can't do it, you have to do it. The worst is to die. If we give up, the flag of the evil god will fall~~"

Mad Cow opened his mouth and was about to continue shouting and cursing. At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

A middle-aged man wearing a white shirt, with a calm demeanor and handsome appearance, walked in slowly.

Behind him, there was a guy wearing a three-piece formal suit, a mustache, and a stern expression.

Seeing this middle-aged man in a white shirt, Mad Cow stood up in a hurry, nodded and bowed, and said in a respectful tone:
"Master Li, why are you here free?"

The person who came was Su Li. He frowned, stretched out his hand to fan the smoke in front of his nose, his voice was cold and his tone was calm:
"Mad Cow, I heard that someone has started stepping on Wesley's plate recently?"

Mad Cow knew that the middle-aged man in front of him was a friend of Du Weiguo. He could be called a brother to the Evil God, so naturally he could not be an ordinary person.

Hearing Su Li's inquiry, Mad Cow did not dare to hide anything and answered honestly:

"Yes, Master Li. Recently, Sangbiao with the prefix "Yi" deliberately defaulted on payment and even negotiated the price. Two days ago, the 14K fat boy Chao deliberately surrounded the studio of Kunpeng Pictures with him.

Also, last night, our newly arrived batch of "goods" were robbed by the Yoonan gang in Saigon, and five brothers died~~"

Su Li took out a white unbranded cigarette case from his trouser pocket, carefully pulled out a filter, lit it, and exhaled the smoke in a long voice, saying in a calm tone:

"The prefix for righteousness is Sang Biao, 14K Fat Boy Chao, and the Yoonan Gang in Sai Kung, right?"

Mad Cow swallowed subconsciously and nodded hurriedly. Su Li curled his lips noncommittally, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his tone became stern:
"These people will die tonight, mad cow. Remember, you are Wesley's face on Hong Kong Island. If you dare to tuck your tail between your legs again, I will crush your bald head with my own hands!"

As he spoke, Su Li's eyes flashed, and he suddenly slapped the table. The solid wood conference table was broken by him, making a loud noise.

"Stop telling me what to say. Although the Evil God is not on Hong Kong Island, the Evil Gods are still there. If anyone is dissatisfied, just come to me!"

At the door of Ford Building, the scoundrel man suddenly patted Su Li's arm and said in a lazy tone:

"Brother, let's talk about it. Let me get one of that filter-tip red panda."

Su Li rolled her eyes at him and said angrily:

"Get out of here, Lu Yan, you've lied to me several times, all the time. I only have a box like this in total."

Yes, this ruffian with a mustache in a three-piece suit is none other than Lu Yan, the court official of the Continental Hotel. He came to Hong Kong Island by boat 10 days ago.

This time he came to Hong Kong Island, firstly to give Du Weiguo the head of the pirate remnant Manle, and secondly to give him customized weapons.

When he arrived on Hong Kong Island, it happened to be the day after Du Weiguo killed Ellen Les in Seoul. He simply stayed on Hong Kong Island to see the excitement.

Even though he said this, Su Li still felt extremely painful and gave Lu Yan a red panda filter, and muttered angrily:
"The best one! Lu Yan, why don't you go back to the old streets of Sanjiaidi quickly? What are you doing on Hong Kong Island?"

Lu Yan took the cigarette with a smile, took out the lighter, lit it, took a nice puff, and then replied angrily:
"I've long been tired of staying in the barren backcountry of Old Street. It's rare for me to go on a business trip to the colorful world of Hong Kong Island, so I can't relax for a few days."

Su Li frowned slightly: "Lu Yan, over there in Pattaya~"

Lu Yan stretched out his waist and said with a smile:

"Brother, your worries are unfounded. He is not dead. Who dares to touch his woman? Besides, even if he is really dead, the Evil Gods are not vegetarians and will protect themselves." (End of Chapter)