Two days later, at noon, the capital of Kachin State, Myitkyina City.
Yan Longhui, a local cigarette dealer nicknamed the White-browed Monkey, put on clean and decent clothes and had a pair of toad glasses on his nose.
Behind him was an impossibly handsome young man who was dressed in extraordinary clothes and checked directly into the most prosperous Madila Hotel in Myitkyina.
This Yan Longhui, even though he was looking disgraced in the rain forest and dressed like a refugee, he was a well-known big boss in the city of Myitkyina.
There is no shortage of luxury houses, cars, businesses, horses, and young and plump mistresses. Moreover, they are familiar faces, and people take the initiative to say hello wherever they go.
In the luxurious suite of Madira Hotel, the white-browed monkey who had just entered the door walked straight to the sofa, gently put down the handbag in his hand, and quickly zipped it up.
Immediately, he slowly walked to a corner of the room, leaned against the wall, collapsed on the ground, and passed out neatly.
The big fox suddenly got out of the handbag, shook its fur vigorously, and complained in a dissatisfied tone:
"Duda, I don't want to get into his head anymore. He is too ugly and smelly. Besides, he, he is still a man, and his mind is full of things~"
This fox fairy's upper body has many specialties, including half-aperture and full-aperture, as well as vision and mind. The white-browed monkey's current state is called half-aperture.
The general meaning is that Miss Hu directly occupied his brain, and the four senses of sight, hearing, smell, and taste were synchronized with his thinking.
Quanqiao probably means that the soul is brought in, temporarily seizes the body, and completely integrates with the possessed person. This method, the big fox will not refuse even to the death.
Du Weiguo ignored the big fox's complaint at all, and quickly moved to the window, turned sideways, and looked outside through the curtains very cautiously.
After confirming that there were no eyes or tails on the street, Du Weiguo breathed a long sigh of relief.
This is already an enemy country in a foreign land. That damn Eight Hundred Dragons has been operating overseas for a long time. Who knows how powerful they are?
Caution is the boat! There is nothing wrong with being cautious!
After Du Weiguo confirmed again and again, he left the window, took off his suit jacket, and threw it on the sofa.
He took out his cigarette case and lit a cigarette. This time, he didn't forget the big fox and lit one for him.
Sitting on the sofa, he gently stroked the big fox and said in a gentle and soothing tone:
"Hu Da, I know you have status and style, and I feel wronged, but the performance of pure hypnosis is too sluggish, like a walking zombie.
It's inevitable that mistakes will be revealed. This is not our territory. Be careful and you won't make big mistakes. You can endure it for one more day at most. "
The big fox didn't appreciate it and turned his head to make a fuss. Du Weiguo took a puff of his cigarette and made another bold statement:
"Hu Da, when I completely destroy the Eight Hundred Dragons of Lao Shizi, we will no longer have to hide. I will take you to eat all the delicacies in the world and taste all the fine wines in the world."
The big fox exhaled the smoke gracefully and snorted arrogantly. He still didn't speak, but his eyes showed a look of satisfaction and expectation.
"Hmph, that's more or less the same. By the way, these strangers are also mentally ill. The birthday girl always eats arsenic. Do you think you have a long life? How dare you take the initiative to provoke an evil god like you~"
The big fox saw with his own eyes the night before yesterday how Du Weiguo dealt with those cigarette and soil dealers.
Du Weiguo's ruthless methods made him fearful.
It is true that Miss Hu was born as a beast. Before she attained enlightenment, she killed, hunted, and drank blood. But at that time, it was just an instinct for survival, and there was no such thing as torturing its prey.
After attaining enlightenment as an adult, the big fox rarely committed any crime, but now he is even more cautious.
The big fox is about to pass the tribulation. With an extra piece of karma, he is one step closer to death. This colorful world is so wonderful, but he hasn't lived enough yet.
Du Weiguo chuckled, dusted off his cigarette, and leaned lazily on the sofa:
"Hu Da, you have never seen a real execution. You don't know what real bloody cruelty is. This is not torture at all, it's just childish."
The big fox curled his lips and retorted unconvinced: "How come I haven't seen it before? I also saw Lingchi's execution back then."
"Oh? Lingchi, was it cut into pieces by a thousand cuts? How many cuts were made in total?"
Du Weiguo became interested and asked curiously. The big fox rolled his eyes at him and said in a teasing tone:
"Du Da, you are just uneducated and incompetent. Ling Chi is not a man who was cut into pieces by a thousand cuts. Ling Chi was punished with eight cuts, but there were also 16, 32, or even 64 cuts.
The death sentence you mentioned by a thousand cuts is actually the punishment of an inch. It is said that in the Ming Dynasty, a person who could be cut into pieces with more than 3,000 cuts would die from death. "
hiss!
For more than 3,000 knives, Du Weiguo couldn't help but take a breath of air-conditioning. He really gained knowledge and couldn't help but sigh:
"The rulers in ancient times did everything they could to intimidate and frighten the people."
The big fox whispered:
"Yes, their purpose is to frighten the ant people and maintain their rule, but you are in the wilderness and punishing them without teaching them, which is called cruelty."
ha! This big fox still has some humanitarian spirit, is it a mild case of Mary's disease? Du Weiguo smiled and shook his head:
"Hu Da, those (cigarette) dealers have lives on their hands. They have been doing this unscrupulous business for more than ten years and have harmed many people. Should I let them go back and continue to cause trouble?"
The big fox retorted in a low voice:
"I didn't say let them go. Even if they are full of evil, you can just kill them. There's no need~"
Du Weiguo sneered and said disapprovingly:
"Hu Da, letting them kill each other and kill each other is my greatest kindness. I should have let them eat all the smoke (soil) they carried!"
The big fox's eyes flickered and he was silent for a moment:
"You are as hard as iron and ruthless, so you are the evil god. Those strangers must have messed with the wrong people."
Du Weiguo shook his head, his tone slightly melancholy:
"Hu Da, I'm not some evil spirit, and they're not some country chickens or dogs. I may not be able to win this battle, and I can't even guarantee that I can escape unscathed."
As soon as he heard this, the big fox suddenly became furry, stood up, and said in an excited tone:
"Du, Du Da, don't make such a joke with me! If you can't escape unscathed, what will I do?
You promised to help me overcome the disaster, so I followed you all the way to this place where birds don't shit! I, I can’t even find my way home from here~”
The big fox was half-truthful and half-false, and his tone was a bit stuttering. Du Weiguo shook his head helplessly, gently stroked it, and said in a low tone:
"Hu Da, as the saying goes, there are no absolutes in the world. When fighting, I seek defeat before I win. I am not a god, so how can I be invincible in every battle?
Besides, you are considered a half-god, with vast supernatural powers, yet you are forced to do nothing by the catastrophe, and life or death is unpredictable. "
As soon as he heard this, the big fox was stunned. He held the cigarette with his little paws, tilted his little head, and fell into deep thought.
After a long time, the big fox asked in a faint tone:
"Duda, tell the truth, how confident are you in dealing with that Eight Hundred Dragons?"
Du Weiguo put out the cigarette butt, smashed it in his mouth, and said in a dull tone: "About 50%~"
The big fox's eyes were heavy and his tone was dull: "If, I say if, I try my best to help you, how sure are you?"
ha! Miss Hu has indeed fallen into the trap, even if you are as evil as a ghost, you still have to drink the master's foot-washing water!
Yes, the grandson of Du Weiguo deliberately set up the big fox. After contacting her today, he has fully understood Miss Hu's abilities.
The big fox is good at mind control skills and illusions, and these methods are naturally ineffective against Du Weiguo.
But if you are dealing with ordinary people, or even superpowers, the big fox is a very sharp helper, and you have to drag it into the water no matter what.
Du Weiguo was laughing wildly in his heart, but he remained calm on the outside, just slightly raising his eyebrows:
"Hu Da, can you deal with the guy who made my wife unconscious in Sijiu City on your own?"
The big fox looked unhappy and said in a dull voice:
"As promised in advance, I can't help you kill people, but there should be no problem in controlling him."
Du Weiguo showed a scheming smile, snapped his fingers crisply, his eyes were bright and his tone was brisk:
"Deal! Hu Da, you are overthinking. You don't need to help me kill people at all. You don't even need to control him. I just need you to help me hold him down for a few minutes!"
Although he has a mental barrier, Du Weiguo is still a little afraid of people with mental control abilities.
In high-intensity battles, life and death can often be decided in a split second, and based on Du Weiguo's past combat experience.
Even if there is a spiritual barrier around you, when you encounter a mental attack, you will indeed lose your concentration for a moment. This is a fatal flaw!
Miss Hu had already reacted and suddenly realized that she had been tricked by Du Weiguo, a thief again.
The big fox snorted and turned his head away angrily, not wanting to say another word.
Myitkyina has a typical tropical climate. Although it is winter, it is still extremely hot.
It wasn't until late in the evening when the sky was getting dark and after dinner that the weather became cooler.
The sooty mangabey drove an open-top World War II-era American Army jeep, carrying Du Weiguo out of the Madira Hotel and heading southeast toward Shan State.
At 10 o'clock in the evening, the jeep arrived at a place called Bhamo. According to Chinese regulations, this place should be regarded as a county town.
But it was in a state of dilapidation. There were only a few old buildings in the city, and most of the others were low-rise shanties with not even a brick, just wooden boards.
By this time, it was already past 10 pm, the sky was completely dark, there were not even street lights on the street, but there was still an endless stream of pedestrians.
Most of the pedestrians had numb expressions and empty eyes, with their naked upper bodies black and thin, and a shabby and dirty longi wrapped around their waists, staggering barefoot on the street.
All of them are half-human and half-ghost, just like zombies. They are very attractive. Needless to say, these people are drug addicts who come out in the middle of the night to take a few puffs.
Of course, there are also some guys wearing all kinds of shabby military uniforms, with machetes on their waists and various weapons on their backs.
Each of these people has a cruel expression and a fierce look. Most of them are low-level vendors or thugs who sell tobacco.
This is already considered the peripheral area of the triangle area, and there is almost no law. Most of the so-called regulations and morals of human society have lost their effect here.
The regulations implemented here are the bloody laws of the jungle. Whoever has the biggest fist, whoever has the most guns, and whoever survives to the end, is the king of heaven.
Many of these thugs on the street know the sooty mangabey, and when they see it, they will wave their hands or say hello.
Some of them would look at Du Weiguo with the look of a fat sheep, their eyes full of naked greed.
Whenever anyone says hello, the white mangabey will nod in response, always driving the jeep calmly, stopping at the door of a house in a zigzag manner.
This house is very luxurious. The main building is an exquisite three-story building covering an area of ten acres.
It is very different from the dilapidated shantytowns all over the city, which look like post-war ruins. The double-layer wall made of blue bricks is more than 3 meters high.
There are also watchtower posts at the four corners, a heavy iron door, and two bright brass door knockers with pepper pictures, which look nondescript.
The jeep stalled at the door of the house, and the white-browed monkey said in a dull tone:
"The boss here is named Manca. No one knows his real name. He is the boss of Baman City and the boss of this stinky guy.
According to this stinky guy's memory, this man named Manca seems to know something about Eight Hundred Dragons. "
The dark and ugly white mangabey came out with a very pleasant female voice. Du Weiguo curled up the corner of his mouth, nodded with satisfaction, and patted the travel bag beside him:
"Hu Da, you are so good. After tonight, you will no longer have to endure this ugly monster."
"Hmph! Neither can other men. I will never have sex with a man again, not even with half an orifice!"
The white-browed monkey hummed, and the charming woman's voice was like coquettishness. The scene was very inconsistent. Du Weiguo subconsciously glanced at his dark red nails and dark red piercings.
I couldn't help but curl my lips. The big fox's upper body control skills are still quite limited. The eyes and nails will show obvious flaws, and the concealment is a bit lacking.
But then I thought about it, this is actually very naughty, what else do you want? If it weren't for Miss Hu, if he wanted to touch this place alone, he would definitely not be so relaxed and comfortable.
"Papa, papa~~"
The white-browed monkey knocked on the heavy iron door several times very rhythmically. After a while, a small window on the iron door opened, and the face of a middle-aged man with cautious eyes was revealed.
He glanced at the white-browed monkey and his tone became very familiar:
"White-browed monkey, you turtle grandson, why are you back again? Brother Ge, didn't you just leave a few days ago? What's wrong with your eyes~"
Suddenly, a dark red light flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes became dull. A small door next to the big iron door slowly opened.
Du Weiguo patted the travel bag: "Hu Da, come back!"
At this moment, the dark red color in the white eyebrow monkey's eyes dissipated instantly, and he woke up as if from a dream. Just when he was about to speak, Du Weiguo's big iron-like hands pinched his neck like lightning.
"Get stuck!"
With a crisp sound, Du Weiguo's big hand twisted and lifted, and the white-browed monkey's neck suddenly stretched by more than an inch, and the hole in the hole instantly lost focus.
Outside this mansion, a circle of flower beds was built in an artful manner. Du Weiguo threw the dead white-browed monkey behind the flower bed, clapped his hands, picked up his travel bag, and walked through the door.
After entering the door, this man was like a zombie, mechanically leading Du Weiguo towards the main building.
As soon as he entered the door, Du Weiguo saw a silver convertible Mercedes parked on the lawn at the door. This was a Mercedes-Benz 190SL.
There is also a black Rolls-Royce parked next to it. Damn it, this is the Silver Cloud III. It is extremely rare even in Xiangjiang, let alone China.
Gan! It's really a waste of time to blind these big treasures. The pearl is secretly cast. It seems that this Manca is a fat sheep!
Du Weiguo was carrying his travel bag, with a warm smile on his lips, strolling leisurely, looking at this luxurious mansion in his spare time.
The snow-white three-story building, the pillars and the main body are made of natural marble. There are exquisite statues and gurgling fountains in the yard, and there are peacocks, which is outrageous.
Damn, it’s so awesome! How many people have to be harmed to get so much wealth? Okay, it's my fault for letting you live for a few more decades.
Let me end this mistake tonight with my own hands. When Du Weiguo thought of this, the smile on his face had solidified, and the cold evil energy began to boil and rise into the sky!
Manca probably never dreamed that when people sit at home, disaster will come from the sky, the king of hell will come, not a blade of grass will grow, and this place will soon become a dead land~
