"Tu tu tu tu~~"
Just when Du Weiguo was racing so fast that he was still about 100 meters away from the Princess Sophie, a burst of gunfire like exploding beans suddenly rang out from the side of the ship.
Eight AK47 automatic rifles suddenly extended out of the side of the ship, weaving a crossfire net from all directions, airtight, like the net of death, and fiercely covered Du Weiguo's head.
Needless to say, the timing of the attack was perfect. At this moment, between Du Weiguo and the ferry, there was a wide open space, without any obstruction or any cover at all.
Moreover, the attack distance of about 100 meters is also the distance at which ordinary people can control the AK47 rifle with the highest relative accuracy.
In addition, the crossfire on the ship's side was designed very well, showing a net-shaped firing area with no blind spots. From a common sense point of view, Du Weiguo was sure that there would be no life for ten.
However, how could the Tangtang Evil God, who had been through countless bullets and rain of bullets and whose feet were riddled with bones, just capsize in the gutter and be killed by a few gunmen with two swords?
A faint sense of crisis had been felt early on. Du Weiguo seemed to have no scruples, but in fact he never let down his guard.
The moment these hidden gunmen emerged from the side of the ship, Du Weiguo immediately locked their positions.
At the same time, the body also made the most reasonable response, and the movements and eyes were 100% synchronized. This was the legendary eye-to-hand response.
The Nine Nether Lock flew out like a black light, extended to its limit, and nailed the concrete floor 25 meters away.
The moment the gunfire exploded, Du Weiguo relied on the pulling force of the Nine Nether Locks to move dozens of meters, dodging the death net woven by the bullets in an instant, without even hurting a single hair.
These gunners ambushing on the side of the ship are all veteran cannons who have been licking blood for many years. They have good accuracy and mental quality.
He didn't panic when he discovered that the attack target suddenly disappeared. In the blink of an eye, he even tried to extend his firepower and continued to chase Du Weiguo.
However, it's too late!
Meeting a top marksman of Du Weiguo's level, who is already mastered in marksmanship, he only has one chance to make a move, and the difference between life and death is just a snap.
"Puff puff puff~"
While using the traction force of the Nine Nether Lock to avoid the hail of bullets, Du Weiguo's drum-type AKM was also not idle, and the muzzle of the gun was fierce.
A splendid flame whip spurted out from the muzzle of the gun, and the heads of several exposed gunmen were chopped into pieces by bullets, and no one survived.
Brains and blood were splashing everywhere, reflecting an extremely eerie light in the afternoon sun, which was magnificent and beautiful.
This scene is full of extreme violent aesthetics, and is a hundred times more shocking than the bullshit Hollywood blockbusters of later generations.
He controlled the bullets to the point where he could control them like a whip, and shot 8 people in the head at once. Such a miraculous marksmanship cannot be described in words, it seems like a fantasy scene.
In the high-rise cab behind the Sophie Princess freighter, a middle-aged man wearing a white headscarf was hiding behind the window.
With triangular eyes, a big beard, short, fat, greasy, and unattractive in appearance, he is the target of Du Weiguo's assassination this time, Ali Tulie.
It's a bit funny to say that among big people, there are not many decent-looking ones, but mostly weird ones, hehe~
Just now, Ali Tulie happened to see this almost absurd scene through the window of the cab from a high position.
He was frightened by Du Weiguo's ferocity. His face turned pale and he was sweating profusely. He grabbed the neck of a bald man next to him and shouted incoherently:
"Abdullah, this guy is the evil god. He, he is the devil crawling out of hell. I told you not to take risks in Hong Kong Island a long time ago. What do we do now?"
(Their conversations are all in some kind of Arabic, automatically translated.)
The bald man named Abdullah was a little over 1.9 meters tall, with bulging muscles and as strong as an upright bear. He had a deep facial profile and a thick beard.
Abdullah lowered his head, his eyes were sinister, and he looked down coldly at Ali Tulie, who was holding his collar and furious, full of disdain.
His tone was steady, and his voice was unique. It was hoarse, with a sound similar to the sound of metal. It sounded very harsh, and the thorns all over his body stood up.
"What? Ali, are you afraid? Didn't you take a blood oath long ago and are willing to sacrifice your life for (Allah) Allah at any time?"
Ali Tulie was stunned by the unexpected question from the bald man. He reacted immediately and became angry and yelled:
"Abdullah, you, are you mentally ill? I, I am the most devout truth warrior under the command of (True) Lord. Of course I am willing to sacrifice for the Lord, but now~"
"Hahaha~~"
Abdullah, a strong man like a bear, suddenly laughed wildly and interrupted his lies. His laughter was wanton, like a kitchen knife scraping the bottom of a pot, and it was extremely unpleasant.
As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, Abdullah laughed so wildly that he was out of breath and couldn't stop, so much so that tears burst out of his eyes.
"Tatata~"
At this moment, rapid gunshots rang out again. The bald man looked stern, suddenly suppressed his smile, turned his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Du Weiguo had begun to board the ship along the anchor chain.
In addition to the gunmen on the side of the ship, there were other men ambush on the ship. At this moment, they were risking their lives to prevent Du Weiguo from boarding the ship.
However, these shrimp soldiers and crab generals are not as good as the gunners on the side of the ship just now, although they are not afraid of death.
Still unable to block Du Weiguo's sharp edge, even trying to slow him down couldn't be done. He fell over in pieces like waves of wheat blown by the wind.
These people were all Abdullah's men. His eyes were red. He pushed Ali Tulie away and said in a cold tone:
"Ali, you eggless coward, you are just a shameless politician who only begs for mercy and enriches your own pockets. Are you worthy of being sacrificed for the Lord?"
Abdullah used such force that Ali Tulie, who was not working hard, was pushed far away. His back hit the dashboard hard before he stopped. The severe pain made him forget his situation for the time being.
"Uh~"
Ali Tulie grunted in pain, his jaw almost dropped in surprise, and with a fierce look in his eyes, he suddenly took out a pistol from his waist, pointed it at Abdullah tremblingly, and stammered:
"Abdullah, are you, are you crazy? You actually dare to attack me. Are you kidding me? I am a god~"
"Shut up!"
Abdullah roared and interrupted him, completely ignoring the pistol in his hand. His expression was excited, his eyes were split, and his face was red:
"Ali, you stupid pig and liar, you are obviously just for your own enjoyment, you are trying to make money crazily, and you never care about the life and death of others.
ha! Don’t you proclaim with all your heart that you are willing to sacrifice your life for the Lord all day long? Okay, then I will make it happen for you today! "
Abdullah's eyes were bloodshot, and while roaring loudly, he suddenly opened his coat, revealing his chest as strong as an ox, and pulled out something like a remote-controlled detonator from his waist.
As soon as he saw this thing, Ali Tulie's pupils suddenly shrank into a black dot, and he couldn't help but tremble all over his body, and his liver and gallbladder were split apart:
"Abdallah, you, what are you doing?"
Abdullah glanced at him contemptuously, and suddenly laughed miserably, with a sad tone:
"Hey, what are you doing? Ali, do you know? This guy named Sha Shen is worth a full 50 million US dollars.
This money is enough to feed our people for several years, and I never want to see anyone starve to death or freeze to death in front of me~"
Ali Tulie was not stupid, and now he understood that the reason why Abdullah tried so hard to lure him to Hong Kong Island was clearly because he wanted him to be used as a bait to lure the evil spirit into the urn.
The so-called sabotage of nuclear weapons tests and the bullshit Turkic independence are all just false pretenses.
Think about it, in the desolate desert of Lop Nur, there is an entire elite force of China stationed.
According to the current terrifying combat effectiveness of the Chinese army, a force of this size can basically defeat all dissenters. If it exerts its strength, it can even sweep across the desert and conquer the Western Regions.
Just these homeless dogs, a ragtag group of people, just delivering food, and as many as they come will die, and there is not enough to kill them.
Ali Tulie panicked and quickly threw away his pistol and raised his hands:
"Abdullah, don't be impulsive, think about your son, and don't believe the lies of those liars.
Even if we really die together with the evil god, they will not give us any money. I, we still have a chance to negotiate with the evil god~~"
Abdullah smiled sadly and said in a joking tone:
"Ha~ Ali, you don't have to worry about these things. I am a hero. My son will be treated well by my tribe.
The money has arrived, and the advance payment, as well as your family property, will also be taken out and used to support the clan members, which will also be considered as atonement for you. "
Ali Tulie was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say: "You, you~~"
Abdullah glanced at him contemptuously and didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore. After spending so long together, he had already seen through Ali's nature and was completely determined to give up.
At this moment, he glanced out the window again. At this moment, Du Weiguo had already boarded the ship despite the rain of bullets.
After losing the advantage of the land, how could the remaining local chickens and tile dogs slow down Du Weiguo's footsteps? Whenever they show their heads, their heads will blossom in an instant.
Du Weiguo's footsteps didn't stop for a moment, and he rushed toward the cab at an incredible speed.
"Ahu, dad is leaving this world. You must grow up well and become a man who is upright and upright. Allah, I am about to fall into your glory~"
Abdullah closed his eyes in despair and murmured softly. His originally ferocious expression gradually became almost holy. He opened his arms as if resigned to his fate, held the detonator, stretched out his fingers, and was about to press it. .
At the critical moment.
Abdullah suddenly heard some incredible sound in his ears, and he opened his eyes in great surprise. At this moment.
He felt a sharp pain in the wrist holding the detonator. He subconsciously let go and the detonator slipped. At the same time, a huge fist magnified infinitely in front of his eyes.
"Bang~"
The fist was as fast as lightning and there was no way to hide. The bald man received a solid blow on his chin.
As if being hit by a battering ram, the body as strong as a bear flew up on the spot, the vision was dark, and the person lost consciousness in mid-air.
The detonator that slipped down was wiped off by Du Weiguo and put directly into the portable space, making it foolproof.
Meeting the evil pair of Du Weiguo and Night Night, let alone wishing to die together, even wanting to die has become a luxury.
With Du Weiguo's perverted eyesight, he actually saw Ali Tulie and Abdullah hiding in the cab early in the morning.
With his marksmanship, he had enough opportunities to kill them from a distance. The reason why he kept silent was because he had something to ask.
Another point is that Abdullah's little thought of dying together is also a pure joke. Du Weiguo had already sensed the danger just as he approached the ferry.
Du Weiguo is no longer fighting alone now, but also has a strong teammate he can trust and fight alongside.
Night Dire is powerful in combat, can control his mind, and can also communicate with Du Weiguo. His long-range assistance is no less than that of a big fox. In close combat, even a hundred big foxes are no match for him.
As soon as he sensed the danger, Du Weiguo communicated with Nightmare in his mind and easily defeated Abdullah who attempted to self-destruct.
Du Weiguo with the dog can really be regarded as a land god among ordinary people. Let alone killing him, even if he wanted to hurt him, it would be difficult to reach the sky.
After knocking out the strong man Abdullah with one punch, Du Weiguo flashed like a ghost. Taking advantage of Ali Tulie's confusion, he approached and strangled him by the neck.
Du Weiguo's big hands were like iron pliers, only slightly tightened. Ali Tulie was like a fish out of water, opening his mouth wide and gasping violently.
Du Weiguo's eyes were cold, and he thrust a evil awl into his mouth, and searched him very roughly as if he were checking an animal.
Damn, I really think too highly of him. Ali Tulie is such a coward that he doesn't even have a poison sac hidden in his mouth.
This guy had big yellow teeth and a foul mouth. Du Weiguo was so bored that he frowned, flipped his hands, and pinned him to the wall with the Evil God Shuttle.
"Ah~pop~"
Ali Tulie's mouth had just screamed like a slaughtering pig, but it was stopped abruptly by Du Weiguo's slap in the face.
This slap also knocked out half of the teeth in his mouth, and his face was swollen and disfigured. Du Weiguo said in a harsh tone:
"Can you understand what I'm saying?"
Du Weiguo spoke in Chinese, and Ali Tulie was forced to regain consciousness by his slap at this moment. He knew that life and death were imminent, but he ignored the heartbreaking pain and nodded desperately.
Du Weiguo put his rifle behind his back, lit a cigarette slowly, and exhaled the smoke in a long breath:
"what is it call?"
In the blink of an eye, Ali Tulie's face swelled up like a pig's head, and he replied vaguely:
"Ali, Ali Ture."
His Chinese is not standard, with a strong mutton skewer accent, plus a swollen face and leaky teeth, which makes him sound a bit funny.
Du Weiguo had a cold face, stretched out his hand to pull off his white turban, and took a closer look at this inconspicuous short fat man.
There is a crescent-shaped scar at the corner of the eye, the Mediterranean Sea, and other physical features are exactly the same as what Su Li described, so he should be the real owner.
"Do you know who I am?"
Ali Tulie's eyes were full of fear: "I know, I know, you, you are the evil god."
Du Weiguo curled his lips and sneered: "Oh, the purpose of coming to Hong Kong Island?"
Ali Tulie almost rolled his eyes in pain and was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. He no longer dared to hide it and replied honestly:
"Meet with His Excellency Allen Dulles and seek support~"
Du Weiguo frowned: "So, have you seen that old bastard Allen?"
Ali Tulie shook his head desperately: "No, no, I can swear to (God) God, absolutely~~"
"Pa~"
Another loud slap in the face, and several of Ali Tolie's back molars were knocked out. Du Weiguo's eyes were sharp and he cursed:
"You're from Mahler Gobi, answer whatever you ask. If you dare to say one more word of nonsense, I will twist your pig's head!"
This short fat man is essentially a speculative politician, a politician's mouth is a liar. Their swearing and swearing, even believing in a punctuation mark is an insult to their IQ.
Both sides of Ali Tulie's face were so red and swollen that he couldn't recognize his own mother even when she came. His crotch was also wet, and he was so frightened that he peed.
"Yes, yes, I didn't see Allen Dulles~ Well, just as I was about to go out, the double was blown up in the street. I, I ran directly here."
Du Weiguo's sense of smell was also very good now. He smelled a strong stench at the end of his nose. He took a step back in disgust, pointed at the tall man lying on the ground and asked:
"What's going on with this bald guy who's trying to blow himself up? Is he a traitor among you, or is he deliberately targeting me?"
As soon as he heard this question, Ali Tulie immediately became energetic and stopped even stammering when he spoke:
"His name is Abdullah, and it was this fool who took it upon himself to deal with you. He was deceived by those heretics.
He wants to die with you. He tried his best to persuade me to come to Hong Kong Island this time. I didn't want to come. "
Du Weiguo frowned, and immediately grasped the key point, his tone was cold: "Heretic? Who is he?"
Ali Tulie subconsciously licked his lips, his eyes flickered, and his tone was hesitant: "Yes, yes~ah~"
After hesitating for a moment, Du Weiguo's eyes suddenly sharpened, and with a flick of his wrist, an Evil God Shuttle pierced his other shoulder, nailing his entire body to the wall.
Du Weiguo's technique was precise, and the evil shuttle accurately penetrated his shoulder nerve plexus, causing heart-rending pain.
Ali Tulie was used to being pampered, how could he bear this? His whole body trembled violently and he screamed miserably.
When he was tired from shouting, Du Weiguo crushed the cigarette butt and said in a quiet tone:
"If you want to lie and use a knife to kill, you are not worthy of it. If you use such unnecessary little thoughts again, I will make you regret being born in this world."
"Yes, yes, I don't dare anymore, it's the CIA and~"
At this moment, Du Weiguo's mind suddenly shook. This was a warning from Nightmare. At the same time, he also felt a terrifying sense of danger.
Du Weiguo's eyes sharpened, and the next moment, the freighter exploded suddenly, like a giant bomb, and instantly turned into a ball of orange and terrifying light. At the same time, his figure disappeared suddenly. .
About 50 meters away from the huge ball of light formed by the freighter, a huge wave measuring dozens of meters in size suddenly rolled over in the sea.
An explosion that could destroy the sky met with a huge wave that could destroy the earth. The result was devastating. The world was turned upside down, and the entire Sai Wan Pier was instantly razed to the ground. (End of chapter)
