The very thick curtains in the master bedroom have been opened at this moment, and there is a little more dim light in the dark room.
The middle-aged man sat up suddenly. He didn't even have time to turn on the light, let alone reach out to touch the pistol under the pillow.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a tall black figure standing in front of his bed, like a ghost, mixed with the smell of blood, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
He was an old man who had been in power for many years, so he was naturally extremely afraid of death. His residence was also heavily guarded with bodyguards inside and outside the yard.
But they are not just short mules who only know how to chop with watermelon knives on the streets. Many of them are old soldiers who have fought and seen blood!
The ghost-like guy in front of him could touch his bed silently, and he still had such a strong smell of blood.
There is no doubt that this guy must have fought all the way in. Being able to kill so many bodyguards silently is undoubtedly a figure like a god of murder!
If someone wanted to kill him, he would have been gone long ago, so the guy in front of him must have another purpose.
Since there is a purpose, we can talk. As long as we can talk, there is a glimmer of hope. The world is never about fighting and killing.
The essence of the world is a game between various interests. As long as the weight is enough, nothing is exchangeable.
As the old saying goes, money can make all the difference!
After all, he had seen the wind and waves in the old world, and he still had some time to cultivate his energy. He quickly figured out the key points in his mind and regained his composure.
The stocky middle-aged man first used the dim light to turn his head and glance at the young woman sleeping beside him, breathing heavily and unresponsive. She must have been fainted.
His voice was low and he asked calmly: "Friend, what do you want? Money? Or gold?"
Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo couldn't help but sneered, and couldn't help but secretly complain, "Damn it, are you treating me as a lone gangster who wants money rather than his life?"
You idiot, your precious son was completely crushed by me last night. I came here to send you on your way out of kindness!
Du Weiguo lowered his voice and his tone was cold and cold:
"Hehe, that's right. He's really a big boss, he's good enough! I'm from the north and I have no money. I want to borrow some money from my boss to spend some time."
Du Weiguo spoke Mandarin with a Jinling accent. As soon as the stocky middle-aged man heard Du Weiguo's accent, his little eyes narrowed. He nodded thoughtfully and his voice was very calm:
"No problem! It's our duty to help Jianghu in an emergency. My friend, how much do you want? Just talk!"
It's rare that he can actually speak Mandarin, and he still has an authentic Sijucheng accent. Good guy, he is indeed a gangster who is used to seeing troubles.
The scene sounded so heroic, but I'm afraid as soon as he turned around, he would directly issue a killing order, right?
In the darkness, Du Weiguo curled his lips silently and said in a cold tone:
"Oh, how much? Then it depends on how much your life is worth, boss!"
The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, and an imperceptible glare flashed in his eyes. His tone remained steady:
"Friend, I have some US dollars and pounds in the safe at home. The amount is not too large, only about 60,000 in total.
In terms of Hong Kong dollars, there are probably more than 200,000, plus dozens of gold bars and several antiques. Are these enough to buy my life? "
At this time, the corners of Du Weiguo's mouth slightly raised, and his heart was already filled with joy, but his tone was still cold:
"That's cool enough! Boss, I'm going to trouble you, take me to the safe now! Boss, let me remind you, you are a rich man, so you'd better not do stupid things."
"I see!"
Through the dim moonlight, he saw the dark pistol held in Du Weiguo's hand and swallowed involuntarily.
In fact, even if Du Weiguo doesn't need to greet him, he will not mess around. The old saying is true, the older you get, the less courage you have.
As the saying goes, a son with a lot of money cannot sit in the palace. He has lived in dignity for many years and has enjoyed all the glory and wealth in the world. He has long lost his courage and courage.
Besides, if he can get into such a big scene, he must be a self-aware person. Since Du Weiguo can appear in front of him silently.
His skills must be astonishing, he is no match at all! It's just a futile effort.
His safe was in the bathroom of his large bedroom. When the safe was opened, even though Du Weiguo was used to big scenes, he couldn't help but secretly gasp.
There were more than 40 large yellow croakers, a pure gold Buddha with a ruby on its forehead, and Hong Kong dollars and other colorful foreign currencies were also piled up like a mountain.
The safe, which is not too big, is packed to the brim. If all these money are added together, if converted into current Chinese currency, it would be at least over 800,000 yuan!
Money moves people's hearts!
To be honest, Du Weiguo has never seen so much money since he traveled through time. Even when he stopped the robbery of wages on a snowy night at the steel rolling mill, the total amount was only about 500,000!
Fortunately, Du Weiguo was not a greedy person. He quickly looked away from these belongings. At this time, he gently patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, with a hint of joking in his tone:
"The boss is indeed very generous, but I have one more unwelcome request. I want to ask you for your help."
"What is it? But it doesn't matter!"
The middle-aged man's tone was outrageous, very polite, and his tone was very calm. He was very confident that these things would soon be back in his hands.
When it was already getting dark, Du Weiguo drove to the outskirts of a luxury villa in Tsuen Wan.
Far away, Du Weiguo turned off the car and stopped. The villa was now brightly lit and full of people.
Obviously, the leader with the letter K should be better informed and more alert than the previous one. He must have discovered the situation in the waste warehouse and stepped up his vigilance!
Although Du Weiguo was sure of victory even if it was a forceful attack, he couldn't just charge in with open fire and start killing people. The noise would be too great if he did that!
Du Weiguo sat in the car, observed it in detail, frowned, turned the car around, and slowly left the villa.
At this time, in the study room inside the villa, a tall, thin, middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and a slightly hooked nose put down the phone in his hand, and then slapped the mahogany table hard!
"Mad! Turn it over! No matter what, even if this Hong Kong Island is turned upside down, I must turn this damn Hua Feisan and that fake foreign devil out!"
On the street, not only Bullseye and Prince have been hanged, but now even Ayao has been hanged, and he doesn't leave anyone alone! It's so majestic and aura!
This is like sitting on our heads and shitting. If we can’t find anyone, we’ll stop hanging around Hong Kong Island from now on! Let’s all go back to the countryside and farm!
Thunder King, let all the brothers out immediately. In addition, you immediately give me a killing order, and the secret price reaches 100,000 yuan! If it is alive, the hidden flowers will be doubled! "
"Yes! Boss, I'll do it right away!"
A tall man with a ferocious scar on his face replied in a deep voice. After bowing and saluting, he quickly exited his study!
When it became completely bright, Hua Fei San Mi Mi Lake heard a noise in the apartment building of Fei Zhu Lin, and he opened his eyes with great effort.
He wanted to reach for the gun, but his arm dropped weakly. He was seriously injured and had a high fever.
He had multiple fractures all over his body and severe injuries to his internal organs. It was impossible to get better just by taking medicine and healing on his own.
At this time, Du Weiguo came over with a big bag in his hand, reached out and touched his forehead, which was hot.
At this time, Hua Feisan squinted at Du Weiguo and barely recognized it. His voice was weak and he said angrily:
"Du, you, you are back? How are you? Are you not injured?"
"Third brother, don't worry, I'm fine. I've already killed the guy in Dezidui, but I didn't have time to lead the leader. He was already on guard.
Third brother, your injury really can’t be delayed any longer. We can’t go to the hospital, so why don’t we find a doctor to come to your home? Do you have any familiar doctor in Hong Kong? "
Du Weiguo first gave him a sip of water, and then said in a deep voice. At this time, Hua Feisan's mouth moved with effort, probably making a smile.
"Hehe! As expected, Li Tak-yao is a naughty man with a lot of virtues! He comes from a certain political system and has been in power for more than 30 years. He has done so many bad things that it's hard to describe them. Du Weiguo, you are doing justice for heaven."
Du Weiguo nodded noncommittally and said nothing, while Hua Feisan continued:
"However, if you make such a big noise now, they will definitely issue a killing order for you. Almost all the dwarf mules in the entire Hong Kong Island will look for you like crazy.
Wesley's identity, the beachfront apartment in Wan Chai, and even the beautiful BMW are no longer available.
Oh, what a pity, that is such a good car! Hey, this is the first time in my life that I have driven such a good car! "
Hua Feisan actually said these few words so confidently that Du Weiguo couldn't help frowning and was about to feed him some saliva, but Hua Feisan waved his hand gently:
"Du Chu, I'm afraid I can't stand it anymore. I'm sorry. I've caused you trouble and delayed the mission. Please complete the mission no matter what, I must~"
At this time, Hua Feisan paused for a moment, then took a long breath and murmured:
"I feel homesick. I feel like drinking a bowl of fish porridge made by Eminem~"
Next, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep forever.
Du Weiguo slowly sat next to him, lit a cigarette, exhaled a long breath, then helped him put his hanging arm on his chest, patted his hand gently, and spoke in a low tone. said:
"Don't worry! Third brother, sleep well, I will definitely complete the mission!"
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