Time flies by on May 16, 1967, and a full 10 days have passed since Ellenus was assassinated in front of Gyeongbokgung Palace in Seoul.
Seoul was devastated by the tyrannical Citizen soldiers. The crime rate skyrocketed and public dissatisfaction boiled. The authorities had no choice but to kneel down and lick their masters, begging for mercy.
At present, those lawless soldiers have returned to the Incheon base one after another, and Seoul has gradually calmed down.
Although it has calmed down on the surface, secretly, countless people are still searching the sky and the earth for the figure of the evil god.
These people all have their own agendas and different purposes, but no matter how hard they try, it's all in vain.
There was no trace of Du Weiguo, not even a single useful clue, as if he had never appeared.
At midnight, Tokyo and Shinjuku are overcast, and the waning moon is like a knife, flickering in and out.
Towards the evening, it rained, and the night breeze was cool, blowing away the heat of early summer. It was especially suitable for sleeping peacefully. The entire city of Tokyo fell into a deep sleep, and everything was quiet.
In the quiet bedroom, Du Weiguo, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, turned over like a kite, and jumped up from the bed.
Du Weiguo stood barefoot on the ground, with Xiao Tang Dao and Jiuyou Shuttle already in his hands, his sharp eyes flashing coldly in the darkness.
Just when he fell asleep, Du Weiguo suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. Although it was not hostility towards him, it was definitely not an unusual situation for him to feel palpitations.
Needless to say, the days spent dormant in Shinjuku can be regarded as a long-lost and rare vacation after Du Weiguo left the country.
Away from the bloody storms, mountains of swords and seas of fire, Kamada Jiro takes care of him every day, with clothes to open his hands and food to open his mouth, and his life is like a fairy.
However, after leisure, Du Weiguo never let down his guard and slept with his glasses open.
He knew his own affairs. After all, he had braved the world's disapproval and killed the CIA's second-in-command, which was a real breakthrough.
Citigroup Eagle is essentially a nation of rogues. They are shameless, do not take advantage enough, and suffer no losses at all. Their behavior style is to retaliate and do everything possible.
The intelligence leader was executed in public, but he suffered such a big mistake in his own back garden, and his face was completely lost.
According to the usual urinary behavior of Citigroup Eagle, it will definitely not give up and will definitely prepare the most vicious counterattack.
As long as Du Weiguo survives, they will not dare to take revenge on Mo Lan and the others, nor will they dare to mess with his property. They will have to rely on him to bear this thunderous revenge alone.
Therefore, Du Weiguo always tensed his nerves and was on guard. It is not an exaggeration to say that when the wind blows and the cranes are shaking, the grass and trees are all at war.
He picked up his feet and moved quickly and silently to the window. He leaned against the wall, opened a small gap in the curtains, and looked outside with the corner of his eye.
Caution, this is an excellent quality engraved in Du Weiguo's bones. Caution can sail a ship for thousands of years. Although he is now invincible, he still maintains it at all times.
Because of the cloudy sky, dark clouds covered the moon, so it was very dark outside.
In the dark night, on the roof about a few hundred meters away from Du Weiguo's residence, several figures were flying over the eaves and walls, as if they were chasing something.
These people walked on the roof as if they were on the ground, and their speed was extremely fast, like giant bats flying in the air.
In the dark night, ordinary people probably couldn't see their movements clearly at all, and would only think that they were dazzled, but they couldn't resist Du Weiguo's piercing eyes.
These people were all wearing strange clothes. They were loose clothes similar to opera robes, with black bottom and red edges. They also wore somewhat funny high hats, with a red nine-leaf sunflower pattern embroidered on the back.
"Hey, you're singing an opera in the middle of the night?"
Du Weiguo looked contemptuously and complained in a low voice. Fortunately, he had stayed in Japan for a while and gained some knowledge.
I know that this costume that looks flashy is actually called a hunting suit, and the hat on the head is called a black hat. This is obviously the exclusive costume of the Japanese Onmyoji.
The target pursued by these onmyojis was as fast as lightning and staggering. Even with Du Weiguo's eyesight, he could barely identify it as a black cat.
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and smacked his lips:
"Tsk, this should be what Hu Da told me before, the most powerful Onmyoji of Japan's earth-warming Shinto sect, right?
Looking at this posture, they are trying to catch a shikigami. Damn, it’s just a black cat. Even if it’s faster, is it going to be such a big fight? "
A shikigami is probably a battle pet or a spiritual pet equivalent to the Onmyoji's charioteer. It shares weal and woe with its master, lives and dies together. Strictly speaking, Nightmare is now Du Weiguo's shikigami.
Du Weiguo was not interested in these nonsense at all. As long as it didn't offend him, he would naturally be too lazy to meddle in other people's business.
It is human nature to hang things up high if they have nothing to do with him. Du Weiguo put away the Xiao Tang Dao and the Jiuyou Lock, and prepared to lower the curtains and go back to sleep.
At this moment, among the onmyojis who were running fast, one of them, a middle-aged man with tangled beard and hair and a formidable appearance, suddenly frowned and stopped abruptly.
The bearded man turned his head and looked in the direction of Du Weiguo's residence. His face was gloomy and his eyes were stern.
Immediately, the bearded man shouted something to his companions, turned around, stretched out his sleeves, left the team alone, and rushed towards Du Weiguo.
Seeing this situation, Du Weiguo, a melon-eater, suddenly frowned, his face darkened, and he couldn't help but curse:
"I'm not sure if I'm sitting at home, trouble will come from the sky. This unshaven old Biden seems to be coming for me~"
The bearded man was traveling very fast, and within a few ups and downs, he was already within a hundred meters of Du Weiguo's residence.
"Oh, I can see the trouble just by looking at the excitement~"
With a sigh, Du Weiguo shook his head helplessly, pulled on the flip-flops beside the bed, and with a thought, the person disappeared without a trace, and the next moment, he appeared in a back alley behind the villa.
Du Weiguo is not an idiot, he will not foolishly fight with others in his own residence. Besides, Kamada Jiro is just an ordinary person.
Not to mention helping, if even a trace of the aftermath of Du Weiguo's battle spilled out, it would easily affect his life.
After landing, Du Weiguo didn't stop. He exerted force on his feet and jumped onto the roof of the house next door.
He wore a set of large black silk pajamas tonight, and when he moved around, he was like a black cloud, without a trace of fireworks.
After flying onto the roof, Du Weiguo kept walking and chased the black cat from the other direction in the direction where it escaped. The speed was beyond imagination.
"Um?"
The bearded Onmyoji who was running saw Du Weiguo on the roof who was as fast as a meteor. Especially after seeing the direction in which he was running clearly, his eyes were cold and his brows were furrowed deeper.
The bearded Onmyoji chased him for several hundred meters, only to find that the distance was getting farther and farther. At his speed, he might never be able to catch up.
"Shh~" A hint of ferocity flashed in the bearded eyes, and he suddenly pursed his lips and let out a scream.
Following this scream, a slender yellow shadow appeared on the ground from nowhere, suddenly jumped up to the roof, and seemed to fly towards Du Weiguo in the opposite direction.
Du Weiguo, who was running, caught a glimpse of this yellowish shadow from the corner of his eye, and he immediately became happy. This was clearly a big earth-yellow fox.
This fox is completely yellow in color, the same color as the military uniform in the book. Even its eyes are dark yellow. It has bared teeth and a slit mouth. Its eyes are ferocious and its expression is ferocious.
This big shit-yellow fox should be the shikigami of the bearded Onmyoji, but its appearance is completely different from the butterfly flower.
However, the speed of this big yellow fox was not slow. Smoke erupted from its four legs, like a ray of yellow light, and it quickly approached Du Weiguo.
Du Weiguo stopped, raised his brows slightly, and said in a joking tone:
"Damn it, you old Bideng, have you been screwed alive? You still dare to play fox in front of me, you deserve it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Du Weiguo's mind was shaken, and his eyes were blurred, but it only lasted for a short time, and he became clear again after just a moment.
On the contrary, the running yellow fox let out a scream, blood gushed out from its mouth and nose, and slammed into the tiles of the roof, rolled over more than ten meters, and became motionless.
When the yellow fox rushed to the street, the bearded man was also bleeding from the mouth and nose, and was in a miserable state, but he did not fall down.
Staggering, the general stabilized his figure. At this moment, his eyes were all cracked. Without saying a word, he pulled out a long red lacquer bow from behind.
He muttered something in his mouth, took out a long arrow, and wiped the dripping blood on his chin vigorously.
The bearded man's eyes were blood red, he gritted his teeth, opened his bow and nocked an arrow, and with just a slight aim, he shot a long arrow towards Du Weiguo.
The moment the bearded man opened his bow and nocked an arrow, Du Weiguo suddenly felt a faint sense of crisis. It seemed that this guy's long arrows should have some skills, which was unusual.
Du Weiguo was a little angry. This guy acted domineeringly and unreasonably. He didn't care about everything, and his killing moves were endless.
"I'm so paralyzed. I'm really ashamed of you. How dare you play tricks on me? You're so young!"
The long black arrow came through the air, as fast as black light, and was no worse than the speed of a pistol bullet. Du Weiguo's eyes sternly raised his hand and threw out a evil shuttle, trying to shoot down the long arrow in the air.
Something strange happened.
The long arrow in mid-air twisted unexpectedly, dodged the evil shuttle in an instant, and still shot towards Du Weiguo's face.
"Oh haha, I do have some skills. Automatic tracking and automatic avoidance. It's pretty good."
Du Weiguo curled up his lips and didn't panic at all. The masters and strange seas he had met were gone. That was it, it didn't matter at all.
While muttering to himself, Du Weiguo raised his small Tang knife and split the long arrow with just a hair's breadth just before it was about to hit his head.
Du Weiguo's way of splitting the long arrow was very rough. With his unparalleled sharp Xiaotang knife, he split the long arrow, including the arrowhead and the arrow body, into two.
Two broken arrows flew out, grazing Du Weiguo's cheek. It looked dangerous, but in fact not even a single hair was lost.
The moment the long arrow was cut open, the middle-aged Onmyoji suddenly grunted, and a mouthful of blood suddenly burst out from his mouth. Unable to hold on any longer, he covered his mouth and fell to his knees.
Obviously, the weird long arrow just now was filled with his spiritual power, but it was broken open by Du Weiguo, and he suffered a backlash.
This kind of method, which is similar to using gods to control objects, is not a supernatural power, but a kind of magic. Du Weiguo is not unfamiliar with it either.
The fuji tracking technique that Uncle Jiu had demonstrated before could actually be regarded as a method of infusing spiritual power to control objects, with different paths leading to the same goal.
A few hundred meters away, the middle-aged Onmyoji's companions noticed his condition, immediately gave up chasing the black cat, and galloped towards him menacingly.
Du Weiguo put away the Tang knife and stood on the roof of a house with his feet unsteady. The clouds were light and the wind was gentle, and the night wind blew his loose clothes, making a hunting sound, almost like a fairy.
A young onmyoji who looks somewhat similar to a bearded man and wears gold-rimmed glasses is the fastest, far ahead of everyone else.
The bespectacled man held the bearded man in his arms, looked fiercely at him, and roared at Du Weiguo:
"ばかやろう!あなたはWho is it?"
Du Weiguo doesn't know Japanese very well, but "ばかやろう" translates to Baga Ya Road in Chinese, but everyone understands this.
Du Weiguo didn't speak, just looked at them with a cold face and said nothing. At this moment, several of their companions rushed over one after another.
There were four of these onmyojis in hunting clothes, including the man with glasses. They gathered around the bearded man and glared at Du Weiguo, mumbling curses.
In addition to a few of them, there were several strong or weak "fields" in the surrounding darkness, which were surrounding Du Weiguo's position.
These "fields" are probably their shikigami. Since the battle against the blood beast, Du Weiguo has become more and more sensitive to the "fields" and is very sensitive.
The group of guys on the opposite side had no onmyoji demeanor, and they yelled and cursed like street thugs. Du Weiguo's good temper was exhausted by them, and he coldly scolded in Japanese:
"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
As soon as Du Weiguo spoke, the man with gold-rimmed glasses frowned and asked in a cold tone:
"Sauna?"
The word "シナ" is a transliteration, which means "that". This word is extremely insulting, and Du Weiguo couldn't bear it. His face instantly darkened, his eyes became stern, and murderous intent arose.
"Little boy, you are looking for death!"
Du Weiguo let out a light scolding, and the Nine Nether Lock suddenly shot out and was nailed to a telegraph pole not far away. With the surging pulling force, people rushed towards them like sharp arrows.
"アタック!"
The gold-rimmed glasses reacted quickly. When he saw Du Weiguo moving, he made a gesture with his hand and yelled.
A huge bat, with its wings spread out, was 1.5 meters tall. The beast suddenly flew out from the shadows, opened its mouth towards Du Weiguo, and let out a scream.
"Hiss~"
The cries of bats are all ultrasonic waves, which should not be heard by human ears, but Du Weiguo's current hearing power is far beyond that of ordinary people, so he heard it.
Not only did he hear it, blood spurted out of his ears instantly, and his head was buzzing. He was injured by the sound wave of the big bat and was temporarily deafened.
While you are sick, I will kill you!
Not only Du Weiguo understands this truth, but also the flat-haired beasts who drink blood from their hair also understand that the big bat will not spare anyone when it is in power.
After a successful blow, he suddenly opened his bloody mouth, exposed his sharp fangs, and bit Du Weiguo's neck mercilessly.
"Hiss~"
The cold light flashed away, and the big bat screamed again, but this was also its last song. The sharp little Tang knife cut it in two.
The so-called shikigami of these local Onmyoji masters from Japan are nothing more than wild beasts that have barely developed their spiritual intelligence and are a bit miraculous.
To put it bluntly, these onmyojis are just weak versions of beast masters. Their methods and the beasts they control are all there.
How could he withstand the sharp edge of the evil god? If he could be hurt unexpectedly, it would be like smoke rising from his ancestral grave.
This was because Du Weiguo did not want to expose the evil god's identity and deliberately did not use thermal weapons. If he used full firepower, he would not be able to kill even the rotten garlic in front of him.
"Dang Dang Dang~Qiang~"
After killing the big bat with one blow, the small Tang sword in Du Weiguo's hand flashed with cold light and danced like an airtight weapon. It knocked away several kunai and a long black arrow in no time.
These onmyojis are all very skilled, but they don't know the legendary barrier and lightning techniques. When fighting, they are similar to ninjas, relying on cold weapons.
Like the bearded guy, the gold-rimmed glasses also used tracking long arrows, but this time, Du Weiguo didn't have time to cut open the long arrows directly, so he could only avoid the problem.
This long arrow was weird and violated the laws of physics. After being deflected by Xiao Tang Dao, it circled in the air and flew towards Du Weiguo's head again.
"Ouch~"
At this moment, a gray shadow suddenly jumped out from the darkness. It was a big lynx, and its sharp claws, like lightning, moved towards Du Weiguo's crotch.
Needless to say, this beast chose a very good time. At this moment, Du Weiguo was in mid-air. His old strength had been exhausted, but his new strength had not yet been born. Both hands were occupied, and there was no way to block him.
Du Weiguo's eyes were sharp, and just as he was about to teleport to avoid it, a black light suddenly shot out, too fast to describe, it came first, and flew straight to the big lynx.
As he got closer, Du Weiguo saw clearly that this black light was the black cat that was chased by a group of onmyojis before.
"Meow~"
In the flash of lightning, blood splattered everywhere, and one of the big lynx's eyeballs was directly gouged out by the black cat. He no longer cared about the sneak attack, wailed and hit the wall, rolling on the ground in pain.
The black cat was extremely fast, and its attacks were ruthless and merciless. After the big lynx landed on the ground, while it was rolling on the ground, the black cat suddenly hit the black cat's claw in its hollowed eye socket, and its screams suddenly stopped. .
"clever!"
Du Weiguo took the time to take a look, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and secretly praised in his heart, but his movements were not slow at all.
After cutting off the long tracking arrow of the glasses onmyoji, he threw out the Nine Nether Locks again, hooked on the eaves of a roof, and shot forward.
"Ding Dong~"
After knocking away a few darts, Du Weiguo had reached more than 20 meters in front of the group of onmyojis. His eyes were sharp, and it was time to fight back.
"咻咻咻~"
Several evil shuttles flew out from his sleeves, spinning, a few minutes faster than bullets, and shot towards the group of Onmyoji with a soul-stirring scream. (End of chapter)
