At 2 o'clock in the morning, dark clouds covered the moon, and the city of Baman was as dark as thick ink, without even a trace of light.
And it's very cold, the chill is bone-chilling, the kind of cold that refreshes the heart and lungs. This is the characteristic of the climate here.
It's extremely hot during the day and extremely cold at night. The temperature difference is huge.
At this moment, Baman City was completely silent, and even the walking corpses wandering the streets had disappeared.
Either he found a way out and returned to his kennel contentedly, or he fell down in despair in a dark corner somewhere.
Baman City was as quiet as a dead city at the moment. Suddenly, the luxurious mansion in Manca lit up with a flash of fire.
A moment later, several disheveled young women ran out of the house staggeringly as if they were crazy. Immediately, flames shot up from the mansion, instantly dyeing the dark sky red.
Du Weiguo is already very familiar with the business of murder and arson!
On the way out of the city, Du Weiguo drove the World War II American Army open-top jeep owned by the White-browed Monkey and drove away at lightning speed.
"Damn, what a pity those two luxury cars are, they are useless gadgets. This is a dirt road, and a Rolls-Royce is not as good as a tractor!"
Just after leaving the city, Du Weiguo had to slow down the car and complained in an angry tone that there was nothing he could do. The dirt road outside the city was uneven and full of potholes. It was extremely easy for the car to roll over if he drove fast.
At this moment, the handsome fox was sitting in the passenger seat facing the wind, letting the cold and strong night wind make its fiery red fur ripple like brocade.
It glanced at Du Weiguo sideways, and instead of saying anything, it groaned happily:
"It's so comfortable!"
This big fox was born in Yiwulu Mountain in the Northeast and is used to the cold winter. Although it has long been fearless of cold and heat after attaining enlightenment, it still doesn't like the hot and humid winter.
In recent days, it has complained about the weather in southern Xinjiang more than once. In fact, Du Weiguo feels the same way. Although the cold and heat are not intrusive, he does not like the weather here either.
The speed of the car slowed down. Du Weiguo took out two cigarettes, lit them together in his mouth, and handed one to the big fox.
The big fox hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his dexterous little paws to take it, took a beautiful sip, and suddenly asked:
"Duda, why didn't you let me enter the secret room just now?"
Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo's eyes suddenly flickered and he almost choked on the cigarette. Well, why didn't he let it enter the secret room just now? That's a good question.
Why?
Of course it's because it will affect Du Daguan's ability to make money. After all, the magical power of mustard seed hiding cannot be used in person.
As the saying goes, wealth attracts people's hearts, gold enchants the eyes!
Du Weiguo has always prided himself on not being a money-grubbing person, but in the face of the real gold mountain, he still couldn't hold back his inner desire.
Almost all the food reserves in the space, as well as the Type 56 automatic rifle, were discarded by Du Weiguo and replaced with gold of equal volume.
Two boxes, a total of 48 boxes of canned beef, 4 boxes of compressed biscuits, and a rifle and 4 magazines were all replaced with gold of the same volume.
Well, it is almost calculated in tons. Of course, even so, Du Weiguo barely moved less than one-sixth of the golden mountain in Manca.
This batch of gold has the logo of the Commonwealth printed on it. It should have been stored by the British army in northern Myanmar. I don't know why it was obtained by Mancha.
The system space is really too small, but even so, this deal is absolutely cost-effective, no! It was a huge profit.
There are now more than 2 tons of gold in space. Du Weiguo has now completely achieved true wealth freedom, globally, in any timeline~
This is the real golden belt of murder and arson!
Facing the big fox's question, Du Weiguo spoke in a lazy tone and casually made up a ridiculous reason:
"Didn't you just help me watch and wipe that stupid pig? Besides, how can any of the pickled objects in this world be able to catch the eye of your Lady Fox Fairy?"
"Tch! You're just talking nonsense, and you're just talking nonsense~"
The big fox curled his lips in a very humane manner and spoke sarcastically, but did not continue to dwell on the topic. Although Du Weiguo's praise was perfunctory, it still felt that it was quite useful.
At 4 o'clock in the morning, it was Delai Town, about 100 kilometers away from Baman City.
This town is a bit interesting. The buildings are a bit like the Jiangnan towns during the Republic of China. It is not large and can barely be considered neat and tidy.
On the deserted stone road, Du Weiguo walked quietly to the door of the only medical clinic in town like a ghost.
This medical clinic is a two-story wooden building facing south. It is painted with original tung oil primer and has an antique look. There are two unicorns at the door to guard the beasts. A signboard hangs above the door, which reads "Tang Style" in Chinese and Burmese. Medical Clinic".
Tsk! Finally got to the place.
Du Weiguo raised his lips, gently took off his backpack, and placed it against the wall. The big fox sat on the backpack, motionless as if it had taken root under his feet.
Du Weiguo patted the big fox on the head and whispered:
"Hu Da, I'll leave this perimeter security to you. I'll meet this Malone when I go in~"
The big fox didn't speak, but waved his front paws impatiently, not forgetting to spread his paws and make a cigarette-holding motion.
Miss Hu was a big smoker and had been smoking for more than a hundred years. Du Weiguo shook his head helplessly and amusedly and gave her a cigarette.
Immediately, the Nine Nether Locks in the sleeves were shot out with lightning, and they were nailed to the diagonal beam on the roof of the second floor.
With a sudden tug on the Jiuyou Lock, Du Weiguo's figure instantly rose from the ground like a night owl.
"Crash!"
Du Weiguo violently broke the wooden window and broke into a room on the second floor of the medical center very violently.
This is a lawless place, and Du Weiguo came to the Triangle just to kill people, so there is no need to follow the usual rules, be cautious, and walk on thin ice.
Lawless, so happy!
Ever since he was imprisoned after returning to Hong Kong Island, Du Weiguo has always suppressed a raging fire in his heart. Now, Nilin Yang Caiyu's unconsciousness has only added fuel to the fire.
The fire in his chest has evolved into a boiling volcano, and now it's finally time to explode!
Du Weiguo himself didn't even know how terrifying he could be when he was unscrupulous, had no inhibitions, and completely let go of his hands and feet.
The room on the second floor facing south is a bedroom. Lying on the bed is an old man about 50 years old. His reaction is very fast.
Just when Jiuyou Suo was nailed to the beam, he was awakened by the sound, his eyes sharpened, and he suddenly stood up.
"Have a break~"
When Du Weiguo broke through the wooden window and rushed into the house, a cold light flashed in the old man's hand, and six thin needles came out.
The thin needle made a sharp and shrill sound of breaking wind, and stabbed towards Du Weiguo's body very quickly.
This thin needle is basically a silver needle used for acupuncture. It is extremely rare for such a light and fluffy thing to make such a terrifying wind-breaking sound.
It can be seen from this. This little old man has real skills in his hands!
Not only that, Du Weiguo's eyes were sharp, and he keenly discovered that when this thin needle flew in the air, the needle body had already changed color, becoming blue and quenching the poison~
However, these seemingly dazzling techniques were actually not enough for Du Weiguo to see.
Before the person landed, while he was in the air, a dark light flashed in Du Weiguo's hand, and with just one stroke of the Tang knife, several fine needles were turned into powder.
Du Weiguo never had any flashy tricks. He relied on two to dominate the world. First, he was powerful and heavy, and second, he was as fast as lightning.
The moment Du Weiguo landed, a silvery cold light flashed away, and the little old man suddenly let out a muffled groan.
When he looked at him again, a fish-killing knife had penetrated his right shoulder, and the huge inertia pinned him directly to the wooden wall of the bedroom.
Before he could scream, another sharp fish-killing knife was nailed to his other shoulder.
It was only at this moment that the sound of flying knives piercing the air was heard.
"sough!"
The little old man had such a headache that he was speechless! At this time, there was a burst of very rapid footsteps outside the bedroom, which was also mixed with the less obvious sound of pulling the gun bolt.
Just by the sound, Du Weiguo could tell that there were two people outside, and their weapons were Thompson submachine guns and the famous Chicago typewriter.
Du Weiguo's eyes were focused, and without hesitation, he swiped his right hand on the back of his waist, and held the flower-mouthed roller with a silencer in his hand.
The movement is extremely smooth, there is no loading movement at all, and there is no aiming, just raise your hand and shoot:
"Puff~~"
A dull gunshot rang out, and the bullet penetrated directly through the bedroom door. There was a muffled sound and the sound of heavy objects falling from behind the door, and then it became silent.
At this time, Du Weiguo quickly put away his pistol, took out a gas mask from his waist, and fastened it on his face.
He let out a long breath, and his voice sounded muffled due to the mask:
"Damn, you're a doctor who treats illnesses and saves people, but you actually specialize in poisoning. It's really ridiculous!"
This old man is also a person with superpowers. After a brief confrontation, Du Weiguo has initially determined.
This guy can release bluish poisonous gas through his hands and mouth. He can attach objects to quench the poison, and he can also breathe through his mouth and nose, which is extremely sharp.
This is a poison master! Fortunately, his poison was colored. If it were colorless and odorless, it would be really easy for Du Weiguo to fall for it accidentally.
Although he had self-healing skills at his side, Du Weiguo still didn't want to test the efficiency of self-healing against poison, so he had been holding his breath before.
The specific scope and intensity of the poison administered by this half-grown old man is not yet certain, but within 3 meters, there is definitely no problem. In addition, it is also unknown whether he can use other parts of his body to release poison.
At this moment, the little old man who was nailed to the wooden wall, like Jesus, was nailed to the wall. His face was twisted in pain, his eyes were blood red, and he hissed:
"Damn it! King Du Yan, do you really dare to come and die?"
Hey, hey!
What the hell kind of number is this? He can use such an unpopular hidden weapon as a silver needle, and he can also use poison. His surname is Tang and he has a Shu accent. Could he be a master of the Tang clan?
Du Weiguo couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Damn it, if this legendary Tang Sect really existed, it would be a huge monster!
But then I thought about it, since the old guy in front of me was mixed up with Ya Bailong and this group of sinister ghosts and snake gods, there were only two possibilities.
Either this Ma Long is a traitor to the Tang Clan, or the entire Tang Clan is a low-life, then there is no need for him to be polite.
Du Weiguo's current situation is that if there are too many lice, he is not afraid of being bitten. He has enemies all over the world, so he doesn't care about having another Laoshizi Tangmen.
Until then, Du Weiguo had time to take a look at this little old man. He was in his 50s, with silver hair, a well-proportioned figure, and a good appearance. He had a somewhat childlike appearance and a sanctimonious attitude.
But at this time, there were two sharp knives stuck in his shoulders, his face was distorted, his eyes were blood red, and he was terrifying, but there was no trace of his popularity.
After slightly adjusting the gas mask on his face, Du Weiguo sneered and said in a harsh tone:
"Ha! Now that you know me, it will be easier for us. Stop talking nonsense. You are Ma Long from Eight Hundred Dragons, right?
Let's talk about the specific strength of your Eight Hundred Dragons, and how many superpowers you have in total. If you are satisfied, I can give you a happy ending. "
Upon hearing this, Ma Long's childish mind shook violently, as if he didn't expect that Du Weiguo had already gotten so much information, even his nickname.
"Du, Du Yama, there is absolutely no way you are alive~ah~"
Du Weiguo's face was cold, and before he could finish his harsh words, another fish-killing knife flew out of his hand and pierced Ma Long's collarbone, and was also nailed deeply to the wall.
Ma Long spurted a mouthful of blood and cursed heartbreakingly:
"King Du Yan, I am so happy~ ah~"
Ma Long was stabbed again on the other side of his clavicle. Du Weiguo, the grandson of Du Weiguo, was somewhat obsessive-compulsive. The four fish-killing knives penetrated in very symmetrical positions, with no difference in depth.
Delightful for the eyes!
Now Malone is even smarter than Jesus. God only drove in two nails, but he was so good that he drove in four knives at once.
At this moment, Ma Long was in so much pain that his brain had stopped functioning due to the severe pain, and he had no time to think.
Where did Du Weiguo get these nearly endless, slender and sharp fish-killing knives from?
At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the street, which was the sound of footsteps made by many people running at the same time.
Ma Long suppressed his screams with force, his face was ferocious, and his tone was cruel:
"Zhinima, if you can get out of Delai Town today, I will take your last name from now on~"
Before he finished speaking, the noise outside had completely stopped and became silent again. Ma Long was stunned and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Before he had time to think, two fish-killing knives were nailed to his thighs with a roar.
"Ah~~"
After a while, Ma Long's wailing gradually stopped. At this moment, Du Weiguo took out a fish-killing knife from his waist and gently rubbed the sharp blade with his fingers.
Ma Long's eyes showed a look of despair and fear. His hands and feet were crippled and he no longer had the ability to resist.
This damn Du Yanwang was so cunning that he immediately put on a gas mask, and Ma Long's sharpest method of using poison was easily defeated.
The most frightening thing is that this Duyan King has powerful helpers, and the gunmen outside the medical center can be eliminated silently.
People have limits of endurance. Ma Long was stabbed six times in a row, but he was still stabbed into the nerve mass with incomparable precision.
The pain was indescribable. Ma Long was originally responsible for liaison and sales, which was a back-office job. He had not been in battle for many years, let alone injured.
Du Weiguo's guess was correct. He was a traitor to the Tang clan. He was a kung fu master, proficient in hidden weapons, and had the gift of using poison, which allowed him to kill people invisibly.
Possessing unique skills, Ma Long was naturally unwilling to accept the rules of the Tang Sect. He hid in remote areas all day long, wasting his time eating chaffy vegetables.
As early as 1941, when he was only in his 20s, he resolutely left the Tang Sect and directly joined a certain system.
At that time, he was working for a certain tong, and most of the time, he was still dealing with young people, so the Tang Sect turned a blind eye.
Later, things went against the grain, and Ma Long left the border with Li Long and joined Ba Bai Long, leaving the Tang Sect beyond their reach.
Ma Long has been abroad for so many years, with the big tree of Eight Hundred Dragons at his back, delicacies and pampering, and his bones are a little soft.
Six swords was his limit. He couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't want to take it again no matter what.
At this time, Du Weiguo gently rotated the sharp blade in his hand and made a gesture of preparing to launch. Ma Long immediately cried and begged for mercy:
"No, no! King Du Yan, don't pierce me, I said, I said~"
Du Weiguo's face hidden under the gas mask showed a sly smile, what a bullshit Tang Sect master?
Sure enough, these bastards like Yabailong who only hide in the dark are basically a group of weaklings who bully the weak and fear the strong.
