The vital points were struck one after another. The fierce and arrogant Zhalun could no longer hold on. He pushed the golden mountain and knocked down the jade pillar, and fell to his knees with a plop.
Several girls with ivories in their hands and empty eyes were like puppets that had lost control at this moment, falling limply to the ground.
"Da~da~"
Calm and calm footsteps came in from outside the door, like the rhythm of death that seduces the soul.
Du Weiguo walked into this luxurious bedroom dripping wet. Nightmare's eyes glowed red and he followed lazily behind him.
After brushing the rainwater from his hair, Du Weiguo curled his lips and glanced at Zhilun on the ground with disdain.
You really think too highly of him, why are you so proud of being the Dharma King? I thought it would be a tough battle, but the result was this, without Du Weiguo taking action.
Just relying on the long-range mental disorder of Night Dire, he was knocked down by a few ordinary girls. The pure silver-like pewter gun head was leaking at the touch of it. It was bullshit.
At this moment, Zhalun was lying on the ground leaning on the sofa, vomiting blood. He was obviously dying, but he still managed to stare angrily.
His narrow eyes flashed with unabashed hatred, he stared at Du Weiguo fiercely, and said with difficulty:
"Sha, God of evil, you, you don't even want to live, leave~"
"嗵~嗵~"
At this moment, outdoors, a low and powerful gunshot suddenly exploded, and then it became very rhythmic, continuous, like a drumbeat, and it was soul-stirring. This was the unique gunshot of the SVD sniper rifle equipped with a silencer.
Tsk tsk, not bad, continuous fire, 2 shots per second, very strong rhythm, not messy at all, like jade hitting ice, it is pleasing to the eye and ear.
Du Weiguo curled up the corners of his mouth, showing an expression of enjoyment.
This is where Ellie is clearing the house. There are many bungalows built near the luxurious blue building where Zhalun lives, and his most loyal and toughest subordinates live in them.
Hearing the gunshots from the main building, these wolf-like thugs were not slow to respond. They quickly shouted and rushed over with weapons to support.
A distance of about 300 meters is Ellie's most powerful killing radius. This is the first time since she joined Du Weiguo's command that she had a great time, fully demonstrating her strong combat power.
In the dark night, these ferocious thugs holding weapons and baring their teeth and claws seemed to be called by the God of Death. Their heads exploded one after another, two in a second, almost falling down in pieces.
Du Weiguo turned off the safety of the MP5, put it on his shoulder, slowly took out the cigarette case, lit one, and exhaled the smoke in a long breath.
He glanced at the naked girls who had fainted on the ground, looked at Zhalun with cold eyes, and said in a contemptuous tone:
"You are Zhalun. How dare you claim to be the Dharma King? If no one supports you, you are nothing but a piece of shit! A beast in human skin!"
Du Weiguo spoke in English about killing people and punishing the heart. Zha Lun obviously understood. He has always been arrogant and arrogant. He has a high self-esteem and an extreme personality. He is the boss and he will not accept anyone.
Even though he was about to die, he was still so angry that his eyes almost bulged out. He actually forced himself to sit up, vomiting black blood and glaring with his halberd fingers:
"Sha, Sha God, you don't have to be arrogant, if you dare to touch me, you will definitely die. You can't even think of leaving Siam alive~uh~"
Zhilun suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood and his eyes began to blur. Du Weiguo flicked the ashes from his cigarette and sneered with a sideways glance:
"Oh, what, you're not convinced, are you? Are you still counting on your good brother-in-law Kun Tsai to support you in revenge?
Don't be delusional, don't be anxious, he and your father will be next. Don't worry, your family will be reunited in hell soon. "
"Uh, you~you~"
Zhalun was unable to speak at this moment, his eyes were blood red, he opened them as wide as he could, and his eye sockets were about to burst.
"Okay, who are you trying to scare with your damn eyes? Just die."
Du Weiguo became a little impatient. With a sharp look in his eyes and a flick of his finger, the cigarette butt flew up and hit Zhalun's head directly like a bullet.
Blood spattered everywhere, Zhalun fell on his back, breathless, and the great Dharma King Wulong, the illustrious hero of the time, ended here.
A moment later, Du Weiguo, Ai Li, and Tang Li got a truck from nowhere and drove directly to the Blue Building.
The three people made several trips back and forth until the back of the truck was fully loaded, and then they took advantage of the rainy night and left.
As for the police and the like, not even a ghost was seen during the whole process. This shows how powerful Zhalun is in the local area.
An hour later, near Foxiao, in the north of Wulong City, the goods yard belonging to the Wulong Caravan suddenly burst into flames. Many people were turned into ashes in their sleep.
Countless disheveled and frightened caravan thugs had just rushed out of the room with weapons and no idea, when they were called out by Ellie who was holding a gun, and their heads exploded like rotten watermelons.
Ellie squatted steadily on the wall of the goods yard, with a stern face and sharp eyes. She held an M16 on her shoulder. She calmly pulled the trigger while clenching her teeth and counting to herself.
"52, 53~~Mad, there are still 167 left. I will finish the famine and never have to work in vain again!"
Ellie, this woman, is extremely obsessed with money due to her background. In order to save her life in Sumatra, she bought her own life for 5 million US dollars.
Du Weiguo made an agreement with her that every time Aili killed a miscellaneous soldier, she would be credited with 20,000 yuan, which was a full 250 lives, which could completely end the famine.
Du Weiguo was so powerful and his methods were so powerful that Ai Li didn't even have a chance to help him before.
Especially when she fought against the Gu Master before, the mountain was burned with fire, earth-shaking, and the scene was like a fight between gods. Ellie was frightened and inevitably a little discouraged.
Fortunately, this operation to annihilate the Wulong Caravan finally gave her a glimpse of the possibility of repaying the debt as soon as possible, and she regained her spirits.
At 6 o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright, the wind stopped raining, and the dark clouds dispersed. The caravan base camp in the northern suburbs of Udon Thani City, together with hundreds of gang members, was completely burned to the ground by a fire.
At this point, the Udon Caravan, which had been entrenched in northern Siam for decades, calling the wind and rain, and covering the sky with one hand, had lost all its elite members and was in a state of despair.
Later, these remaining cows, ghosts, gods and snakes were uprooted by Huo Wei, Tang Li and his team, and they completely withdrew from the stage of history, but this is a story for another day.
50 kilometers south of Udon Thani, in Khon Kaen City, there is a simple street stall run by Chinese people on the street.
Under the dusty awning, there were a few old dining tables, surrounded by several bamboo stools that had been stained and the original color could not be seen.
Du Weiguo sat at the table with a graceful look, and poured half a bowl of red oil and soup into his throat in one breath, and a thin layer of oily sweat suddenly appeared on the tip of his forehead and nose. .
"Cool!"
Although this wild stall is shabby and unremarkable, the owner’s craftsmanship is decent and the materials used are fresh and solid, which is very authentic.
Especially the spicy red oil spicy food made by him, which tastes very good. Du Weiguo ate it heartily, felt happy in his heart, and praised it full of praise.
Du Weiguo wiped his mouth vigorously and said hello to the thin and dark boss who was busy on the stove:
"Boss, it's very good to make a squid, cook 10 more bowls, remember to add more sea pepper!"
"I want it~"
Hearing the authentic Sichuan accent and the heartfelt praise, the boss's dark face suddenly showed a simple smile, showing his white teeth, and he replied happily.
The boss's son, who is about 12 or 3 years old, has a strong head and a strong brain, is very smart, and is helping at the stall.
Hearing Du Weiguo's shouts, the boy's eyes suddenly widened and he asked in a surprised tone:
"Boss, one bowl of our Chao Shou with soup and ingredients is half a catty. You have already eaten 18 bowls. Can you eat another 10 bowls? Are you afraid that your belly will burst?"
Among the 18 bowls of food, Du Weiguo actually only ate 4 bowls, and Ai Li and Tang Li each ate 2 bowls. The rest were all eaten by Night Dire, a good-for-nothing.
Night Dire is not a picky eater at all, and he eats both meat and vegetables. He basically just licks the food with his big tongue and eats it directly into his stomach. The bottom of the bowl is so clean that he doesn't even need to brush it.
Although Night Dire looks like a black dog of ordinary size, it actually weighs over 800 kilograms. With such a weight, it can eat endlessly.
Tang Li has a calm personality and can take on tasks. He has basically recovered from the shock in the early morning. He found this stall, so he is naturally familiar with it. He also knows this child. He smiled and joked:
"Ha! Huyaozi, what's up? Are you a shopkeeper afraid that your customers will eat too much? Are you still afraid that I will default on my debt and not pay you?"
Children from poor families have long been masters of the family. Huyaozi is clever and has developed a good eloquence at a young age:
"How could it be? Who doesn't know that our brother Li is engaged in big business, and his income is as much as gold and silver every day.
Moreover, Brother Li is the most moral person, helping those in need and those in need, and he is a good-natured man. How could he rely on us for just a few bowls of stolen money? "
Tang Li was amused by him and took out a few Thai baht and handed it to Hu Yaozi:
"Haha! I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have learned how to provoke others, and you can even come up with two idioms, OK, if you are promising, go to the store and buy me two packs of cigarettes, Camel brand, and the remaining money will buy you candy. "
Tang Li smoked a total of 200 baht. A pack of Camel cigarettes currently costs about 50 baht in Siam, which is equivalent to giving Hu Yaozi a 100 baht tip.
For a child, this amount of money is quite serious. You should know that a bowl of pure meat from his family only cost 20 baht.
Although Hu Yaozi has never been to school, he is not short-sighted and has no eyes for money, so he quickly declined:
"Brother Li, you don't need so much. I can help you with things because you think highly of me."
The down-to-earth boss also quickly helped:
"Brother Li, you always take care of us, and today you even brought the big boss to take care of my small business. It's already interesting enough, but don't spoil the child anymore."
Tang Li pretended to have a serious face and emphasized his tone: "Don't be wordy, Hu Yaozi, just take it for you, go and come back quickly."
The boss glanced at Tang Li, half-assed, and said helplessly: "Okay, Huyaozi, why don't you thank Brother Li quickly!"
Upon hearing this, Hu Yaozi immediately laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows. He hurriedly took the banknotes and thanked him without any words:
"Thank you, thank you Brother Li, I'll go right away."
Just as Hu Yaozi was about to turn around and run away, he was stopped by Du Weiguo again. He also took out a few banknotes and handed them to him along with an empty cigarette case:
"Your name is Hu Yaozi, right? If you run to a few more stores, if that doesn't work, just go to the department store and buy a few packs of these cigarettes for me."
Hu Yaozi was stunned when he saw the banknotes handed over by Du Weiguo. He recognized the money. It was a US dollar bill, and it was a large US dollar bill with a denomination of 100 yuan.
At the moment, one U.S. dollar can be exchanged for more than 20 baht, and the black market price is even higher. Du Weiguo pulled out four hundred-dollar bills.
This is more than 4,000 baht, which is equivalent to Huyaozi's family's 10 days' turnover and more than 2 months' net profit.
Even Tang Li couldn't help but persuade him:
"Sir, the black gold centenary life you drew is relatively rare. Khon Kaen Palace is poor, so I'm afraid it may not be available."
Du Weiguo waved his hand indifferently and said in a casual tone:
"It's okay, Huyaozi, go look for it. If you have it, buy it. If you don't have it, forget it. Go quickly."
After experiencing the thrilling operation to annihilate the caravan early this morning, Tang Li was convinced of Du Weiguo and was secretly in awe.
He didn't dare to disobey Du Weiguo, so he had no choice but to take the US dollar bills and cigarette case from Du Weiguo's hand and force them into the stupid Hu Yaozi's hands:
"Go quickly, Huyaozi, and help sir look for it."
"Oh, oh~"
Hu Yaozi nodded in confusion, clutched the money tightly, turned around and ran away like flying.
As soon as his figure ran away, at the end of the street, a few slutty guys came over, wearing gray long skirts (long skirts), with fierce faces, and carrying dark Burmese knives in their hands.
These guys, with fierce expressions, swearing, and very arrogant steps, quickly moved towards the wild stall.
As soon as he saw these monsters, the boss suddenly changed his color and said in a panic:
"Li, Brother Li, um, I'm in a hurry today, so I'm going to close the stall first. I don't want the food money, so you can leave quickly."
Tang Li was a master of the Tang Sect and had sharp eyes. Naturally, he saw these half-human, half-ghost Burmese street runners wearing Longji, and immediately understood Du Weiguo's intention of sending Hu Yazi away.
His eyes flickered, he frowned, and asked the stall owner in a deep voice:
"Old Qin, what's going on? Have you offended the Burmese gang?"
These guys were getting closer and closer, looking fierce and fierce. The boss was sweating profusely and urged:
"Brother Li, I can't explain it in one or two sentences. You should leave quickly. These people are very fierce. You can save yourself from getting into trouble."
Upon hearing this, Tang Li couldn't help but laugh, and subconsciously glanced at Du Weiguo's face, "Fuck, are you playing?" Who dares to act evil when the evil god is in front of him?
Du Weiguo also smiled and shook his head, and joked casually:
"Boss, I haven't even eaten enough. How can a shop owner drive away customers?"
After only a short delay, those Burmese men with dark faces, black teeth, and ferocious expressions had already arrived.
These guys were really fierce, and they didn't have any preamble. They yelled and cursed loudly in incomprehensible bird language, and while running, they waved their long knives with a cold light, and they were about to demolish the stall.
Du Weiguo lit a cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and ordered in a casual tone:
"Ah Li, take care of all these idiots and don't let them disturb my interest in eating. By the way, what's going on?"
"Yes, sir!"
Tang Li responded calmly, then narrowed his eyes and made a stroke with his left hand on the table like lightning. A large porcelain bowl holding a hand flew out with a whirring sound.
"Wow~"
"Ah~"
The large porcelain bowl was pushed out by Tang Li with the skill of using a concealed weapon. The speed was very fast and the force was very strong. It hit the bald man in front of him directly on the door.
This guy was caught off guard and was opened directly. The blood on his scalp spurted out. He sat down on the ground and screamed earth-shatteringly. .
The remaining Burmese men were stunned for a moment, then raised their swords and wanted to rush forward. At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded:
"Chirp chirp chirp~"
A dark light suddenly appeared, and several bamboo chopsticks in the chopstick cage on the table were thrown out by Tang Li using a hidden weapon shuttle. They spun and shot towards the group of scum with a strange scream.
"Ah~~"
The next moment, these Burmese men were hit on their thighs and shoulders one after another. The chopsticks thrown by Tang Li were very fast and spinning, similar to steel picks. The damage was extremely high, and it penetrated more than an inch into the flesh.
This group of fierce-looking bulls, demons and snake-gods were instantly thrown to the ground, crying and howling, and the chickens and dogs jumping around.
Tang Li also intended to show off his skills in front of Du Weiguo, so he opened the weapon directly and used the Tang Sect's hidden weapon skill, the Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle technique.
As the saying goes, a layman can see the excitement, and an expert can see the door. With just one glance, Du Weiguo saw through the technique Tang Li had just used.
He did have some skills. Tang Li's strength and speed were far inferior to those of Du Weiguo, but the chopsticks he used to hit out with his unique technique added an extra layer of weird rotational force, and the power surged.
Within 10 meters, its power may not be inferior to the chopsticks thrown out by Du Weiguo with brute force. Ellie's eyes also flickered, thoughtfully.
In later generations, fighting became very popular, and people have always been controversial about the spread of martial arts, especially after the Pheasant Master who attracted attention from all walks of life was defeated by modern fighting.
Chuanwu was in decline, and his reputation was in disrepute. The walls fell down and were pushed down by everyone, and the drums were broken and beaten by thousands of people, and everyone despised him.
In fact, there is no need to argue at all. It is certain that martial arts can be fought. China has a long history and a long history.
Dynasties have changed, wars have continued, and how many great generals have been produced who will be remembered throughout the ages? These people were slaughtered step by step, stepping on bones and bones. How could it be that they were all just showy and empty tricks?
When Lao Gou was in elementary school, around the millennium, he had the privilege of witnessing a true practitioner display his skills.
His hands were like cattail fans, and his fists were covered with calluses. When he punched, he left a very clear fist mark on the cement wall, which was more than an inch wide. It was astonishing to the heavens.
The world of future generations is dominated by guns. Besides, peace and prosperity, a harmonious society, and martial arts with the core purpose of taking human lives have long since lost their living environment.
Due to various reasons, Chuanwu was repeatedly suppressed and emasculated, and was finally reduced to a purely ornamental routine, losing its practical significance.
Going a step further and returning to the present, Du Weiguo learned very precious practical skills from Tang Li's unique throwing techniques.
With a little practice, the lethality of his Evil God Shuttle can be at least doubled, and within 20 meters, it is as powerful as a rifle bullet. (End of chapter)
