Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

In the morning, it was a rainy day, in the Guyana Free Trade Zone, on the top floor of Kunpeng Casino, in the general manager’s office.

In front of the 4-meter-high floor-to-ceiling window, Du Weiguo held an authentic Havana cigar in his mouth. He looked at the crowded gamblers on the street with excited faces. He slowly exhaled the smoke and said with emotion:
"These gamblers are really crazy. There was an explosion just now and more than a dozen people died. Aren't they afraid?"

"Haha, why aren't you afraid? They are so scared. They are afraid that if they come too late, they won't be able to grab the chips! I heard that St. John's Pier has doubled the number of flights as a matter of urgency, but it's still hard to get a ticket~"

Ye Han walked slowly to Du Weiguo, stood side by side with him, smiled and joked:
“Boss, your method is excellent, but you are not a gambler after all, so you don’t understand the gambler’s luck mentality.

For hundreds of dollars in free chips, let alone the explosion a few days ago, even if it explodes today, it won't stop them from coming. "

A few days ago, a self-explosion occurred at the Kirin Hotel in the Free Trade Zone, killing a dozen unlucky gamblers on the spot and injuring countless others.

The Kunpeng Casino, which had just opened its doors not long ago, was visibly deserted.

After Du Weiguo arrived in Guyana, he saw a crowd of people at the entrance of the casino, and with a wave of his hand, he planned an unprecedented entertainment event.

He's not a marketing genius, so he certainly doesn't have any clever ideas, but he's rich, just for one thing.

Throw money.

The first 100 visitors to the casino every day will be awarded a weight of US$1000, the first 300 will receive US$500, the first 1000 will receive US$200, and everyone who shows up will receive US$20.

These weights can be cashed out immediately, with real money, without any tricks. This activity imitates the money-splitting and traffic-draining scheme of later short video platforms, burning at least more than a million US dollars every day.

The effect was naturally immediate, attracting countless gamblers in an instant. Kunpeng Casino was even more lively and overcrowded than before.

As a gambler, as long as you have chips in your hand, you will never turn around and leave. You must gamble twice, lose everything, and make a profit.

Ye Han changed the subject:
"Of course, this is also related to the fact that you, the evil god, are personally controlling the situation. In the past two days, prominent gang bosses in Europe have brought people over to support us."

Du Weiguo laughed and joked:
"A gambler's mentality, Mr. Ye, you abandoned your family and career and traveled thousands of miles to follow me. Doesn't that count as a gambler's mentality?"

Ye Han said matter-of-factly:
"Of course, I am a seasoned gambler. The mentality of a gambler runs deep into my bones. This time I came to Guyana, my life was at stake."

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows:
"Oh? Your life is on the line and you are betting so big? Are you not afraid of making the wrong bet and losing everything in the end?"

Ye Han smiled slightly:
"Hehe, boss, I am the purest gambler. I believe in betting without regrets. Since I have bet the money, I will not regret it. Besides, my old man does not place bets for no reason."

Hearing Ye Han call him boss, Du Weiguo's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows.

"Mr. Ye, what exactly made you decide?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Han immediately put away his joking expression and said seriously:
"Mr. Wesley, this is not just a whim. I have carefully studied all your deeds as early as when I was in Tai O. In fact, I even visited you on Hong Kong Island."

Du Weiguo's curiosity was piqued: "Have you ever come to Hong Kong Island to look for me?"

Ye Han nodded:

"Yes, after you held the first underworld conference, I crossed the sea to Hong Kong Island to look for you. However, at that time, you seemed to be chasing some powerful guy and had no time to clone yourself. Later, you disappeared directly."

At that time, Du Weiguo was chasing the blood dog. Later, he was plotted by the CIA and the Freemasons at Sheung Wan Pier and was almost blown to pieces. Then he went directly to Korea to blow up Allen's head~~
Du Weiguo nodded:
"Yes, I was caught up in something at that time. I traveled east to Korea and Japan. Mr. Ye, what did you want from me at that time?"

Ye Han raised his white eyebrows:

"You are the boss of Hong Kong Island, and everything in the world is under your control. I would like to ask you to put an end to the New Garden Casino lawsuit~"

"Hey~"

Du Weiguo smiled a little awkwardly:
"Mr. Ye, in fact, I heard people talk about the matter between you and Xinhuayuan later, and I probably know it. And I think you also know about my relationship with Huo Xian. Aren't you afraid of my favoritism?"

Ye Han shook his head and said decisively:
"Don't be afraid. Although you, the Evil God, are decisive in killing, you have never killed an innocent person by mistake. You are also fair and reasonable in your actions. This is why everyone obeys you."

Are you sure that these short mules obey me not because they are afraid of death?

Du Weiguo secretly cursed in his heart, but on the surface he looked very open-minded. After all, he was an experienced actor now.

"Mr. Ye, you are so flattering to me. In fact, at my core, I am just a reckless man who only knows how to fight and kill~"

Ye Han smiled boldly:
"Hahaha, boss, you are too humble. This time you invited me to come to Kuiana to be the general manager. Isn't it just to settle the grudge between me and New Garden?

I accept this huge favor. You, Lord Sha Shen, do things with great magnanimity and arrogance. I, Old Ye, am also unequivocal. I risk my life to make this Kunpeng Casino stable and soar to the sky! "

"Uh~"

Du Weiguo knew that Ye Han had misunderstood. He was poaching Ye Han simply because he was a gambling sage and had nothing to do with He Xian. It was just a chance encounter.

However, this misunderstanding was very beautiful, not only harmless, but also beneficial and harmless, so Du Weiguo simply stopped explaining it.

At this moment, Su Li knocked on the door, then opened the door and walked in with a calm tone: "Wesley, there is something going on."

Du Weiguo nodded and patted Ye Han on the shoulder:

"Mr. Ye, the Kunpeng Casino will be left to you from now on. Qian Gang is arbitrary. Just let him go and do whatever he wants. Don't have any worries. If anything happens, just ask Su Li."

"Okay, boss, I understand. You can get to work quickly."

Ye Han had been up and down for a long time, so he was naturally a discerning person. Knowing that Du Weiguo had many things to do, and they were all big things, he quickly replied, not forgetting to nod to Su Li.

This general manager's office will belong to Ye Han from now on. Du Weiguo has no time at all and cannot squat here to watch the show.

As for Su Li, his core role is also the intelligence network. He is usually in charge of the overall situation of the free trade zone. Currently, he has moved his office to the office building.

A moment later, Du Weiguo and Su Li walked side by side in the corridor on the sixth floor: "What's going on?"

Su Li replied in a deep voice:

"The KGB and MI[-] sent news almost at the same time. They have found the man behind the incident. He is a Frenchman named Trik Mouriez."

Hearing this extremely strange and difficult-to-pronounce name, Du Weiguo frowned:
"What's this guy's background?"

Su Li's tone was a bit playful:
"The Mouriez family is an old-school French plutocrat. It is based in Bordeaux and started its business through textiles and winemaking. The family heads of the past generations have all been members of the High Table of Freemasonry."

Du Weiguo's evil spirit suddenly rose up, and he gritted his teeth: "Is it really the Freemasons?"

Su Li shook his head:

"It's really not true. This guy named Trik Mouriez is just a descendant of the Mouriez family. He usually runs a haute couture suit shop in Milan. He is an unlearned playboy who will never get in. The Threshold of Freemasonry.”

Du Weiguo frowned: "So, he is just a scapegoat? Is there a real person behind it?"

Su Li nodded:

"That should be the case. Natasha and Manny also said that they are still continuing to investigate, but this guy named Trick has disappeared now, and it may take some time."

Du Weiguo stopped and said in a low tone: "Missing? He was probably silenced."

Su Li agreed: "Well, yes, I think so too. The person behind the scenes is cautious and ruthless, and will definitely not leave such obvious clues."

Du Weiguo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, handed Su Li a cigarette, lit one himself, and slowly exhaled the smoke:
"Brother Su Li, please contact Soros immediately and ask him to appear in front of me as quickly as possible. Otherwise, I will go to Bordeaux to taste red wine in person."

Su Li spoke solemnly:

"Wesley, you'd better not act rashly. I feel that this matter was not done by the Freemasons, but by someone who was sowing discord and killing people with a borrowed knife."

Du Weiguo looked far away:
"Brother Su Li, don't worry. I know in my heart that I am just scaring them. The intelligence capabilities of the Freemasons are unparalleled, especially in Europe. They cover the sky with one hand and can give me the answers I want as quickly as possible."

Su Li frowned:

"Since their intelligence capabilities are so strong, they must have found this Trick by now. Why has there been no movement for so long?"

"Hehe~"

Du Weiguo sneered and said in a harsh tone:

"Why? You're just pretending to be stupid, so even if they didn't do it, they probably have something to do with it. Your buttocks are not clean."

At this moment, a capable young man with an Asian face walked over quickly. His name was Qi Hao, captain of the first brigade of the militia, and he was in charge of the security of the casino today.Qi Hao's tone was calm, neither humble nor overbearing:
"Sir, Mr. Su, there is a foreigner named Soros outside who wants to see you."

Du Weiguo and Su Li looked at each other and smiled, saying that with Cao Cao's arrival, the mastermind behind the scenes should be revealed soon.

On the top floor of Kunpeng Casino, in addition to offices, there are several simply decorated reception rooms. In one of them, Du Weiguo received Soros as the host.

Today, in addition to Soros, there is also a tall, thin, white-American old man with a calm demeanor, well-dressed, and his hair is not messy.

His name is Leonardo Mouriez, the contemporary head of the French Mouriez family.

"Mr. Wesley, I have long admired your name. I have already heard about the attack on the free trade zone. Since it involves our Mouriez family, I think it is necessary to visit in person and explain clearly."

The old man Leonardo spoke quite cheerfully, straight to the point without any delay. Du Weiguo smiled slightly:
"Very well, Mr. Leonardo, I appreciate your candor, so please explain."

Leonardo nodded and said calmly:
"Your Excellency Wesley, although Trick's surname is Mouriez, he is only a collateral descendant of the family. He does know the existence of Freemasonry, but he is by no means a member of it.

The specific affairs of the association have never been involved, so the attack on the Guyana Free Trade Zone must have nothing to do with the Freemasonry. "

Du Weiguo curled his lips half-smilingly, and his tone was a little cold: "So?"

Facing Du Weiguo's strong oppression, Leonardo did not panic, and his tone remained calm:
"Trick is just a wanton scoundrel. He usually just lies on a woman's belly to show off his power. He has no motive and no strength to instigate an attack to provoke you."

Du Weiguo's expression turned completely cold, and his tone also became cold:

"So, you came here specifically to find me today just to excuse yourself?"

The evil spirit swirled around and the temperature in the room dropped sharply. Soros trembled all over and subconsciously tightened his crotch. He started to urinate again.

Leonardo's face paled for a moment, but he remained very calm:

"No, Mr. Wesley, please let me finish."

Du Weiguo's patience has indeed deteriorated now, and his voice is extremely cold: "Then just pick the key points."

"Okay." Leonardo wasn't angry either, and probably didn't dare to be angry either:

"Obviously, stupid Trick was just a scapegoat in this matter, and there was someone else behind the scenes."

Du Weiguo stared at him expressionlessly: "Continue."

Leonardo took a deep breath, as if he was making up his mind:
"Although Trick is uneducated, he studied at the University of Grenoble for two years, the same year as Earl."

Du Weiguo's eyes flashed, and he blurted out: "Earl? Earl Rothschild, clockmaker?"

Leonardo didn't speak, just nodded, and breathed out a breath secretly. In order to get rid of the bad luck of his family being bloodbathed by the evil god, he betrayed the contemporary leader of the Freemasonry. The fate is unpredictable.

After hearing the name Earl, Du Weiguo was convinced that the culprit must be him. He was an old enemy and could never be wrong. Moreover, he had no plans left and no leaks, which was indeed Earl's consistent style.

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and pondered for a moment: "Earl was expelled from the Freemasonry?"

Leonardo nodded:

"Yes, as early as a month and a half ago, when you just returned to Hong Kong Island from Japan, Earl was officially removed from the list.

Moreover, he was also expelled from the Rothschild family at the same time. Now, according to the agreement, the Freemasons have been hunting him down. "

"Hehehe~"

Du Weiguo smiled very charmingly:

"Pursuit? You Freemasons are so powerful that even I can't escape your search. Earl is just an ordinary person. You have been chasing for more than a month with no results?"

Leonardo shook his head:

"Sir Wesley, Earl comes from Freemasonry and is familiar with everything about us. Moreover, he is also extremely smart and very good at hiding. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius."

It's reasonable, even Du Weiguo has to admit that Earl is indeed as cunning as a ghost and as smart as a demon.

He is even more cautious in his actions. He always operates from behind the scenes and will never put himself in danger. It would be difficult to catch him.

Du Weiguo exhaled smoke:
"Excuse me, Mr. Leonardo Mouriez, what is your attitude towards Earl now, abandoned son? Are you at my disposal?"

Du Weiguo suddenly called his full name. Although Leonardo felt a little strange, he didn't care and affirmed without hesitation:

"Yes, if your Excellency catches him and lets you deal with him, we, the Freemasons, have no objections and can even provide necessary support."

"Oh?"

Du Weiguo smiled meaningfully:
"As far as I know, Earl is the son of the current head of the Freemasonry. Although he is an illegitimate son, he is the most promising. Mr. Leonardo Mouriez, are you sure that you can really represent his wishes. "

The deal was done, and Leonardo was ready to risk it all at this moment, spreading his hands and speaking with determination:
"Mr. Wesley, you don't understand us. Freemasonry has never been the private property of a certain family, but a community of interests among many families.

We will not harm the interests of the whole because of the wishes of any one person, even if that person is reborn. "

Du Weiguo gave him a thumbs up:

"Very good, I understand. The interests of the collective are paramount. Mr. Leonardo Mouriez, am I understanding correctly?"

"Yes."

"Okay, let me ask you one last time. Earl is at my disposal. Even if I cut him to pieces, you Freemasons will never object. Can you make the decision?"

"Yes."

"very good."

Du Weiguo turned to look at Su Li: "Brother Su Li, have you recorded everything?"

Su Li smiled like an old fox and gave him an OK gesture. Du Weiguo's expression was joking: "Okay, let's play it right away~~"

"Earl was expelled from the Freemasonry~~"

The conversation between Du Weiguo and Leonardo was immediately replayed in this VIP room. It was so clear that even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Du Weiguo nodded with satisfaction:

"Brother Su Li, immediately send this recording to the KGB, MI[-], CIA, and Mossad.

Tell them that Earl is just a bereaved dog now and no longer has the protection of the Freemasons. Anyone who can dig him out for me can give me a free commission. "

"okay."

Su Li almost couldn't hold back his laughter. Leonardo's face, which had always been calm and steady as a rock, turned the color of pig's liver and he almost vomited blood.

What a loss!
Du Weiguo's murderous act not only instigated the relationship between Leonardo and the Rothschild family, but also nailed him to the pillar of shame forever.

After all, the crime of betraying a colleague is very serious, no matter where it is, in any era, and it is also particularly hateful.

For an old family with a century-old reputation, it was even more devastating. From this moment on, the Mouriez family inevitably began to decline.

At the same time, Guatemala City, more than 500 kilometers away in a straight line to the northwest, in an inaccessible rainforest, there is a small wooden house hidden deep in the dense forest.

It is said to be a wooden house, but in fact it is just a shack made of random piles of wood. It is extremely sloppy and can barely keep out the wind and rain.

At this moment, Earl the clockmaker was standing at the door of the wooden house with his hands in his pockets. He was covered in mud, and there were even several hideous wounds that were still bleeding.

Earl didn't care, his eyes were still wild and he was still smiling:
"Hey, what should I call you? Merlin Brandt, Mulder Rubio, or Nanahuat Sin?"

He spoke Spanish very fluently, but the cabin was quiet and silent. Earl curled his lips and spoke in a long tone:

"Or should I call you the Immortal?" (End of Chapter)