Du Weiguo squatted on the concrete beam of the Queen's Ballroom, his eyes piercing, and the MD65 short-handled automatic rifle in his hand instantly threw out a gorgeous fire snake.
They were all strafing, but Du Weiguo was a top marksman whose marksmanship had reached the ceiling of the world. Coupled with his god-level eyesight, his marksmanship was almost Taoist.
There were less than 30 bullets, 21 bullets to be exact. In the automatic shooting mode, the magazine was emptied in just one second.
But in just this second, Du Weiguo actually knocked down 10 pirates, 7 of them with headshots!
"Tsk! This gun is really violent."
Du Weiguo used the Jiuyou Shuttle to switch cover while praising, MD65, as the name suggests, is a weapon that was developed and mass-produced in 1965, that is, last year.
Compared with the Type 56 automatic rifle and the classic AKM, this gun is obviously more powerful in close range assaults. After all, is it a pirate weapon? Short and powerful is the way to go.
Du Weiguo's speed of changing the magazine was extremely fast. When he landed again, it had been completed. However, it was obvious that the other party was not a chicken or a dog. In such a blink of an eye, he changed the magazine.
The roof of the concrete shed where King Du Yan had just been hiding was already set on fire by no less than five weapons at the same time, causing the concrete to fly and fall in clusters.
These guys are not slow to react. Fortunately, the devil is as good as the devil!
Du Weiguo had experienced many battles and had accurate predictions. He changed the bunker in time. Otherwise, he would have lost his battle. Ordinary cement could not withstand rifle bullets at all.
"Tu tu tu tu~"
The automatic rifle in Du Weiguo's hand roared again. When he emptied the second magazine, there were no pirates left standing within the scope of the second floor of the ballroom.
From the time Du Weiguo took action until the corpses were everywhere, all the pirates were wiped out in just a few seconds.
"Well, how many of them actually ran away?"
Du Weiguo squatted on the beam and muttered to himself. His face did not show any proud expression, but his brows were furrowed and his expression was solemn.
The gorilla-like white man and the short leader Huang Ya had disappeared without a trace at this moment.
There were three waves of people from all walks of life centered on the yellow-haired gorilla, but now only two are still able to move.
All the people in the arena were wiped out, including the fat bald man who had been swept into a sieve, even his eyes were blown out, and he died in a miserable state.
The stern-faced middle-aged man was not dead. He was shot twice in the body and his face was pale, but they missed his vital points. He still held a pistol in his hand. It was obvious that he had fought back just now on the verge of death.
The last white soldier who was lucky enough to survive didn't know why. He was not killed. He was still lying there moaning and wailing loudly. He was so angry that he couldn't die.
"Made, this fool is very lucky!"
However, Du Weiguo only had time to take a quick glance, and had no time to think about these things.
If I had known, there would be a group of gunmen on the first floor of the ballroom. At this time, they had already turned their guns and fired fiercely at Du Weiguo's hiding place.
However, Du Weiguo was well prepared for this. The Jiuyou Shuttle shrank sharply, and his body suddenly moved as fast as lightning, and he rushed back to the second floor safely.
When he landed and turned around, he already had two slender lugs with silencers installed in his hand.
"Puff puff puff~"
Du Weiguo relied on the guardrail on the second floor, holding the gun with both hands and firing the bow left and right. He liked the sound of the gunshot after adding a silencer to the large mouth very much. It was low, rapid and steady.
Especially the modified big flower mouth, when the two guns are fired continuously, it is like rain hitting banana trees, touching the soul, and every time shooting is a kind of enjoyment.
However, this time Du Weiguo's journey of enjoyment was cut off very roughly. After only six shots were fired, Du Weiguo felt a warning sign in his heart, and he used the blinking skill almost without thinking.
A rocket trailing fire flew towards the place where Du Weiguo had just hidden in Du Weiguo's shooting blind spot.
"boom!"
There was an extremely violent explosion, accompanied by dazzling firelight, countless rubbles, and thick smoke. The window sills on the second floor were all shattered. This was a rocket blasting bomb.
The violent explosion directly destroyed the second-floor fence made of reinforced concrete. A large piece of the floor beneath Du Weiguo's feet was bitten off, which was extremely cruel.
"Gan!"
Du Weiguo's figure appeared in a corner of the second floor, with a gray face and a lingering fear. If it had been a moment longer at night, he would have been cold.
Damn, I've been through a lot of wind and waves, and I almost capsized in the ditch today and fell into the hands of these Malacca pirates.
Damn it, these pirates are awesome, are their equipment so awesome? Even the RPG was brought out.
At this time, several long, whimpering police car bells came from the distance. This was a characteristic of American police car bells in the 1960s. It sounded like a bull, so crude.
Du Weiguo clung to the wall and glanced out through the second-floor window. The streets outside were filled with panic-seekers fleeing in all directions.
About a few hundred meters away, several police cars with flashing lights, followed by several military trucks, were heading towards the Queen's Ballroom.
The roar of the short man with yellow teeth sounded from downstairs: "!!"
Then, Du Weiguo saw twenty pirates armed with various weapons swarming into the street.
Several people were holding the unconscious yellow-haired gorilla like a dead dog. Obviously, kidnapping him and bloodbathing the Queen's Ballroom were the goals of these pirates tonight.
These pirates should have already set their retreat route and plan. At this time, a crazy truck appeared.
He suddenly jumped out of the alley, his motor roaring, and he rushed towards the police car in the distance like a rampage.
"boom!"
Almost at the moment of the collision, the truck exploded itself. The extremely violent explosion shook the ground and shook the mountains.
All the glass in the entire street was shattered, and the unlucky guy who was running nearby was bleeding from his orifices and fell to the ground.
The leading police cars were blown directly into the sky. Flames and thick smoke almost covered the entire 6th Street, blocking the sky and the sun.
At the Queen's Ballroom a few hundred meters away, after Du Weiguo barely stood firm, he looked at the pirates who had disappeared on the street and couldn't help but click his tongue.
"My god, what kind of hatred and hatred are there? Did these Malacca pirates eat the skin of a mad dog? How could they be so violent?
They are blatantly provoking the Siamese government, and they are also challenging the American army at the same time. They should not say anything, they are so brave! "
An hour later, Du Weiguo returned to the hotel room in disgrace. He didn't even come in through the door because the hotel door was under martial law at the moment.
In fact, not only the hotel where Du Weiguo stayed, but the entire 6th Street and even Pattaya were under martial law.
Such an earth-shattering case occurred in the bar street a few hundred meters away, and those rampant pirates escaped cleanly.
Therefore, all foreign tourists in Pattaya, the angry police and military must investigate the suspects one by one.
Fortunately, the tourists staying at the Dusit Thani Hotel are either rich or expensive. These military police are quite polite and are checking each floor one by one.
Du Weiguo used the Nine Nether Lock to return to the penthouse suite with difficulty, completely ignoring the big fox's teasing and teasing.
I rushed into the bathroom in a hurry and just washed my head and face. I didn't even have time to take a shower. I reluctantly changed into a set of clean clothes when someone came and knocked on the door.
Du Weiguo opened the door, and a middle-aged Siamese police officer with a dark complexion and a cold expression stood outside the door, followed by several uniformed patrol policemen with guns and ammunition behind him.
The police officer's tone was polite, but full of doubt.
"Hello, Mr. Wesley, excuse me to disturb your rest. I am Sonpa, the detective from the Pattaya Police Station. On the bar street next door, a murder occurred at about 9:40 tonight. Where were you at that time?"
He spoke English with a slight accent, but it was fairly fluent. Du Weiguo's hair was still wet at the moment.
Wearing a set of loose dark blue silk pajamas, he gently lifted his hair and said in a calm voice:
"Hello, Officer Sompa, there was an incident on Bar Street. I saw it too. I was sleeping at the time and was woken up by the sound of gunfire and explosions."
Songpa's eyes wandered: "It's so late, Mr. Wesley still washes his hair?"
Du Weiguo's tone was calm: "Oh, I woke up suddenly due to a fright. I sweated a little and washed my head and face. What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Inspector Songpa was an experienced policeman. He frowned slightly and his eyes were sharp. He was keenly aware of the Wesley in front of him.
I'm afraid there is something wrong. Although he is calm and unhurried, there is a faint lingering smell of blood and gunpowder smoke on his body.
This hotel was so close to the Bar Street, just a stone's throw away, and the handsome and capable young man in front of him smelled of blood and gunpowder smoke, which was full of doubts, which made him nervous.
"Mr. Wesley, do you have any other witnesses who can testify that you were in the room at all times?"
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, leaned against the door frame, and said in a casual tone:
"I live alone and have no one to prove it."
Songpa's face turned cold and his tone became stiff:
"Mr. Wesley, I asked the hotel front desk before that you left the hotel at 8:40, but no one saw when you returned to the hotel. Can you explain?"
Du Weiguo chuckled indifferently:
"Well, I did go for a walk at the beach before, but the weather was bad today and it was chilly at the beach, so I came back."
Du Weiguo's explanation was impeccable. As for the fact that no one saw him return, it was normal. After all, he was not a target of surveillance and no one was watching him all the time.
Songpa was a serious and responsible police officer. After pondering for a while, he said in a deep voice:
"Mr. Wesley, according to regulations, I need to enter your room for routine inspection. In addition, please show your passport."
Du Weiguo looked at the dark-faced and unattractive police officer in front of him with interest. It was rare that this guy had some real ability and was not a freeloader.
He slapped his mouth, shrugged his shoulders, and said nonchalantly:
"No problem, but I have a pet fox with a bad temper. You can't disturb it."
"Okay, please don't worry, Mr. Wesley."
Songpa nodded solemnly, and Du Weiguo happily moved away from the door without any ink. With light steps, he turned back to the bedroom to get his passport.
Songpa led several patrolmen and carefully searched the room. Even with Du Weiguo's consent, he even checked the bed and Du Weiguo's travel bag.
The millions of U.S. dollars left Sompa and the others dumbfounded, and they also became more suspicious of Du Weiguo's true identity.
Who would carry around millions of U.S. dollars? Could it be that he is the employer behind these damn pirates, or is he the leader?
Du Weiguo smiled and handed his passport to Songpa, who was frowning, and said in a teasing tone:
"Officer Sompa, this is my passport. You guys are staring at my money so closely, which makes me a little scared. Are you interested in getting rich?"
"Mr. Wesley, you are joking."
Songpa quickly seriousened his expression, calmed down his expression, and waved to several patrolmen, who wisely exited the bedroom.
Songpa carefully checked Du Weiguo's passport. Du Weiguo lit a cigarette, his expression calm and calm.
His passport, given to him by Raina, could not be more genuine. It was issued by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the British Empire.
After a long time, Songpa handed the passport back to Du Weiguo with a deep tone:
"Mr. Wesley, I would like to ask you, why do you come to Pattaya?"
Du Weiguo's tone was casual:
"Have fun! They say Pattaya is the little Paris of Siam. I have been to the real Paris, so naturally I want to see the Paris of Siam."
Songpa's tone was slightly teasing:
"Coming to Pattaya with millions of dollars? Mr. Wesley, are you planning to buy all of Pattaya?"
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, exhaled smoke, sneered, and said in a joking tone:
"Oh, is Pattaya so cheap? Officer Sompa, I am a gambler and love gambling. All these I bring are gambling money. Officer, what's the problem?"
There are indeed many semi-open casinos in Pattaya, most of which are run by foreign giants, and they are all approved by the government. The people do not take action, and the officials do not investigate.
Du Weiguo's answer came almost straight out of his mouth, without any flaw or flaw. Songpa was speechless for a moment and his tone was dull.
"no problem."
Songpa secretly took a breath, adjusted his mood, took a deep look at Du Weiguo, remained silent for a long time, and said in a deep voice:
"Mr. Wesley, I'm sorry to tell you that this hotel has been placed under martial law and all guests are temporarily unable to leave the hotel.
I apologize for the inconvenience caused to you. If you think of any clues, please feel free to contact me. I say goodbye and you can rest. "
"Oh, okay, bye, officer."
Du Weiguo waved his hand gently. After Songpa went out alone, the veins on his forehead popped out. He gritted his teeth and said:
"There must be something wrong with this person. From now on, you guys, keep an eye on this place and follow him every step of the way!"
"Yes, Inspector!"
The big fox on the sofa curled his lips and teased in a teasing tone:
"Du Weiguo, you are really a disaster star. Wherever you go, there will be corpses everywhere and rivers of blood."
Du Weiguo crushed the cigarette butt and said in an irritable tone:
"Made, I am also a victim tonight, okay? I was almost turned into ashes by someone using a rocket launcher just now."
"Hahaha!"
The big fox smiled very happily:
"I really didn't expect it! Even the mighty evil god can be so embarrassed and disgraced!"
Du Weiguo said angrily:
"Tch, no matter how skilled you are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. Young Master, I went to have fun tonight. Who would have thought that I would meet a group of crazy pirates? How unlucky!"
The big fox snorted arrogantly: "Hmph, who told you not to take me out to play? You deserve it~"
Du Weiguo was speechless at the rebuke. He glared at the big fox angrily and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
The next morning, as Du Weiguo was about to order breakfast, there was a knock on the door. The rhythm was calm and quite polite.
Du Weiguo frowned. Could it be that Songpa came over again? He opened the door and saw the cold-tempered middle-aged man in a suit he had seen at the Queen's Ballroom last night standing outside the door.
His face was pale and his voice was hoarse:
"Hello, Mr. Wesley, my name is James, Interpol, I want to talk to you~"
