There is nothing wrong with saying that the only martial arts in the world is fast. The evil shuttle that Du Weiguo threw out with all his strength has exceeded the speed of pistol bullets.
The flight speed of pistol bullets is usually between 300 and 500 meters per second. When converted into kilometers, it is between 1080 and 1800 miles, even exceeding the speed of sound.
At this speed, ordinary people's naked eyes can't catch it, let alone try to avoid it. In fact, even Du Weiguo can't avoid it and can only shoot it down.
These onmyojis are all elite practitioners, and their methods are weird, but they still belong to the category of ordinary people. Naturally, they cannot avoid the flying shuttles shot by Du Weiguo.
"Puff puff puff~"
There was a piercing sound of flesh penetration, and blood splashed everywhere. Several onmyojis who were horrified to death, along with their beards that were exhausted and withered, were pierced through the foreheads by the evil god's shuttle, and fell softly.
The man with glasses had the best skills and the strongest eyesight. He gritted his teeth and fought back, and just used a rib to knock away the evil shuttle.
"Baga~"
With bloodshot eyes, he cursed, waved his ribs, and tried to trap the beast into a fight, but he could not do more.
At this moment, Du Weiguo had already crossed a distance of tens of meters. Like a ghost, he stepped in front of him, and the dim little Tang knife drew a soul-stirring cold light.
The next moment, a thin line of blood appeared on the bespectacled man's neck. His eyes were wide open and full of disbelief, and then they became hollow and dull, and he slowly fell to his knees.
"Sand~"
Du Weiguo landed firmly beside him, put away the Jiuyou Lock, glanced contemptuously at the man with glasses who was still staring, and lightly struck his shoulder with a small Tang knife.
"Damn, you're already dead. Why are you staring so hard? Who are you trying to scare?"
At this moment, the six-yang leader of the man with glasses slowly slipped down, and his body slowly fell down. A fountain of blood sprayed all over the sky, like a bloody rain.
At 1 o'clock in the morning, everything was silent, and the entire city of Tokyo fell into a deep sleep.
Du Weiguo returned to his residence quietly with bare feet. The reason why he was barefoot was not because he was worried about making any noise, but simply because the flip-flops had disappeared.
When passing by the second bedroom, the door was ajar and he was snoring like thunder. Du Weiguo glanced at Jiro Kamada, who was still sleeping and knew nothing, and couldn't help but sigh.
Alas, it’s so nice to be a mortal!
Du Weiguo had just fought against the Onmyoji of Tsuchimikado Shinto and the several shikigami they commanded, and the fight was truly shocking.
Just a few hundred meters away, Kamada Jiro, an ordinary person, had no idea. He was still sleeping in his sleep, and the world was peaceful.
Du Weiguo couldn't help but sigh. Ignorance is not the greatest happiness. This grandson is somewhat like Versailles.
Returning to the room, Du Weiguo turned his head and took a look. The mysterious black cat followed him silently.
Du Weiguo sat down on the bed, picked up the cigarette case, lit one, curled his lips, and laughed at himself:
"Damn, what the hell am I doing now to entertain cats and dogs?"
This black cat is extremely beautiful. It has short hair and is slightly larger than a domestic cat. It is completely black without a single hair. It is smooth and smooth, like a black gemstone. It has a pair of big sea-blue eyes, which are shining brightly. .
Seeing Du Weiguo sit down, the black cat also jumped on the bed nimbly, came to his side obediently, and sat down upright against him.
The black cat tilted its head and looked at Du Weiguo with its beautiful big eyes without blinking. It purred in its throat and swayed its long tail gently. It was so cute.
Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke for a long time, rolled his eyes at it, and muttered angrily:
"What's going on? You're relying on me. Because of you, my vacation has been ruined and I have to run away again. Besides, I already have a vicious dog and can't keep any more cats. You should leave quickly."
"Aim~"
The black cat meowed softly. It was numb, soft and waxy, and it made Du Weiguo's heart sway a little.
It suddenly became clear in his heart that this black cat might have the ability of charm. Du Weiguo rubbed his chin, a little speechless.
how to say? The ability to charm is a bit useless to him.
Guo Fu was naturally charming and seductive. Although this little girl didn't have any special powers, her ability to charm should not be underestimated.
There is also Kumoyo, the symbiote of Big Fox and Sakurai Momoyo. Her charm ability is innate and instinctive, far better than that of Black Cat. What’s more, she is still human and incomparable.
Let’s talk about Night Dire. Although it doesn’t charm, it has a lot of power. Not only can it hypnotize a large area, but it can also extract subconscious desires and create illusions and auditory hallucinations.
In addition to them, there is also Arthur. The Night Demon is even more ruthless, with range of hypnosis, precision control, and even the ability to completely stand in for him.
To sum up, Du Weiguo's team already has four members with similar charm abilities. A black cat who can charm is, well, of little use.
Even though this little black cat is extremely fast and fierce, especially when it killed the big lynx just now, it showed unparalleled fighting power.
Even so, the black cat is still not enough to face the Night Dire, and it will definitely not take any advantage. If it is the Night Dire after transformation, it will definitely die.
If it were normal times, Du Weiguo would have collected it without saying a word, but now, the situation was special and he was about to teleport away, so there was no way he could bring a living creature with him.
Yes, Du Weiguo is ready to run away. Big Fox has taught him before that the Tuyumen Shinto is very powerful in Japan, with many masters and unscrupulous practices.
Just now, Du Weiguo was so angry that he showed no mercy and directly killed several onmyojis, which was equivalent to poking a hornet's nest again.
Du Weiguo had a vague guess. The reason why the bearded man found him was probably because the yellow fox he was commanding smelled the Nine Nether Lock.
Tsuchimikado Shinto has a deep connection with the Kuyou sect. The Shigeta Musashi whom he killed at Supan Hotel was a master of Tsuchimikado Shinto.
The Jiuyou Lock is one of the three artifacts of the Jiuju sect. The refining process is bloody and cruel, and it has a strong smell. It is easily caught by animals with a keen sense of smell.
Du Weiguo showed up. Although he had roughly cleaned up the traces of the scene just now, there was no guarantee that the other party would not trace the cause to his head, and it would not be delayed for too long.
To put it bluntly, Japan Island is also the back garden of Citi Eagle. The CIA and the Freemasons have huge influence here.
Also, this Tsuchimikado Shinto of Lao Shizi is also a tiger on the ground. Judging from their domineering style, they must not be a good bird.
A gentleman cannot stand a dangerous wall. Du Weiguo decided to leave here immediately. To be more specific, he must leave Japan this morning.
"Meow~"
As if he had read through Du Weiguo's thoughts, the little black cat meowed again, plaintively and euphemistically, like a woman sobbing.
Somehow, when Du Weiguo heard this meow, he suddenly thought of Yang Caiyu, who was thousands of miles away. His nose felt a little sore, and his eye circles turned red before he knew it.
He couldn't help but reach out and touch the black cat's body. The tentacles were all warm and soft. It purred in enjoyment and cupped his big hand with its little head.
Du Weiguo couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, and exhaled a long breath of smoke: "Have you thought about it, do you really want to follow me?"
The little black cat gave a weak cry and nodded very sensibly. His big eyes were watery and he couldn't refuse at all.
Shaking his head helplessly, Du Weiguo lamented in his heart, what a sin! There was a big fox in the front, a night dire in the back, and now there is a black cat. Now my friends are almost becoming goblin friends.
Du Weiguo stubbed out his cigarette butts and rubbed his hands: "Do you have a name?"
"Meow~"
The little black cat lowered its head and called, shaking its head like a shy little girl. Du Weiguo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, pondered for a moment, touched its little head, and whispered:
"You are a little female cat. You are all black and you are so beautiful. Then I will name you Yeli. What do you think?"
"Meow~"
The little black cat seemed to be very satisfied with the name. His little head moved little by little, and his beautiful big eyes narrowed, like a crescent moon.
Du Weiguo lovingly stroked Yeli's smooth, brocade-like fur and murmured softly:
"Ye Li, actually when I was in Sijiu City, I also knew a black cat named Hao Xiaohei. He was stupid, fat, and good for nothing. He was far worse than you. If I have the chance, I will definitely shame Old Hao Tou. ~~"
Speaking of this, Du Weiguo suddenly choked in his throat and couldn't speak any more. He let out a long sigh and looked far away at the night sky outside the window, thinking a lot.
At this moment, in Sijiu City, thousands of miles away across the ocean, near Kushuijing, in the detached courtyard where Hao Shanhe lived, in the main room in the north wing, there was a light like a bean.
Hao Shanhe lay flat on the fire bed. Although summer was about to begin and the weather in Sijiu City was already getting hotter, he was still covered with a thick quilt.
Even so, Hao Shanhe's body was still swaying involuntarily. He was in a very poor condition, with a skeletal figure, gray hair, a sickly red face, and his eyes tightly closed.
Years later, Old Haotou's old injury recurred, and his body and bones were getting worse day by day. Due to the special situation and lack of medical treatment and medicine, he has been unable to get out of bed until now.
Hao Xiaohei lay wilted on the edge of the pillow, pressing against Old Hao Tou's cheek. His once plump body was extremely thin, and his coat was dull.
"Squeak~"
The door was pushed open, and Wang Yang walked in first, carrying a full net bag in his hand, followed by a little old man with a stooped waist.
Wang Yang is much thinner than before. He is wearing an old white military uniform with a red badge on his chest. He is in good spirits and has calm and sophisticated eyes.
Ever since Old Hao Tou fell ill, the two brothers, Wang Yang and Wang Xiao, began to take turns serving him, feeding him with water and food every day, and peeing with his hands.
Not only that, but they also protected him from wind and rain without even a single complaint. Without them, Old Hao Tou would have died long ago.
"Uncle Hao, Uncle Hao, wake up, someone is here to see you."
Wang Yang called softly several times, and Hao Shanhe's eyelids trembled for a long time before he opened his eyes with difficulty. His eyes were cloudy and he couldn't focus for a long time.
Wang Yang quickly placed the net bag on the kang table, quickly pulled out a several-layered oil paper bag from inside, and picked up one of the capsules carefully.
Immediately, Wang Yang picked up the teapot on the table and carefully felt the temperature of the water. Then he carefully lifted Hao Shanhe up and handed the capsule to his mouth, speaking in a choked voice:
"Uncle Hao, we finally have medicine. Come on, take one quickly and you'll be fine."
At this moment, Hao Shanhe's pupils finally focused, and he squinted to identify the rickety figure standing in front of the kang, and asked in a hoarse voice:
"Hu, Hu Si? You, are you out?"
Yes, the person who came was Hu Fei, but he was originally tall and straight, and he was as angry as a tiger. Now he is old and out of shape.
His hair was all white, like a clump of withered grass, sticking to his scalp, his eyelids were drooping, his back was awkwardly stooped, and one leg was a little lame.
Hu Fei's voice was also very hoarse, so he forced himself to joke:
"I said, old man, what's wrong with you? You've survived the hail of bullets and bullets, but you're just lying down for this minor illness. Take your medicine and get up quickly."
Lao Hao did not speak immediately, but looked down at the capsule handed to his mouth with great effort, frowned, and said in a surprised tone:
"Cephalomycin, Citigroup, Hu Si, you, have you been reinstated?"
Cephalosporin, also known as cefradine, was commonplace in later generations, but at present, it is the most awesome anti-pyretic and anti-inflammatory drug. China does not have the production capacity yet, so it relies on imports.
At present, the situation is special and import channels are basically cut off. Therefore, this kind of life-saving medicine is priceless and extremely rare. It is much more precious than gold.
This old Haotou has become so ill that he is half dead, but his thinking is still so sharp and sharp.
Hu Fei smiled bitterly and shook his head, holding his waist, slowly sitting on the edge of the kang, and said with emotion:
"Old man, you take the medicine first, drink a few mouthfuls of water to moisten your throat, and then we'll talk slowly."
"Okay, okay~"
Old Haotou's eyes flashed slightly, as if he had thought of something, and his tone became a little excited. He reluctantly put his lips to it and swallowed the capsule. Wang Yang quickly fed him a few sips of water and carefully helped him swallow it. Chest.
After drinking some water, Lao Hao seemed to regain some energy and whispered to Wang Yang:
"Wang Yang, go to the kitchen outside to boil some water and make a pot of tea for Hu Si."
"Hey, okay~"
Old Hao Tou obviously wanted to send him out to talk to Hu Fei alone. Wang Yang was also discerning and responded quickly, preparing to help him put up the mattress to support himself.
Hu Fei waved his hand:
"Forget it, Wang Yang, don't bother, just stay here. He is your boss, and there is nothing you can't hear about him."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yang naturally understood who this "he" was. His eyes were red with excitement and his whole body was shaking, but he pressed his lips tightly and did not ask a word.
Old Haotou glanced at Hu Fei in surprise, but he had a clear mind, and he was relieved after just thinking about it for a moment.
Hu Fei wanted to pass the news to Yang Caiyu through Wang Yang. After all, they lived in the same courtyard, and there were many opportunities.
Hu Fei took out a crumpled cigarette case from his pocket and walked to the front door. As soon as he took out a cigarette, he suddenly remembered that the old Haotou in front of him was a sick person, so he took it back calmly.
Old Hao raised his hand with difficulty:
"Hu Si, go ahead and smoke. I can't smoke now, but I'm very greedy and want to smell it."
Hu Fei licked his chapped lips: "This is not good, Old Hao, your body~"
"It's okay, Hu Si, you can smoke, I'll open the window and let the smoke go."
Wang Yang was very discerning. While helping Lao Hao put up the mattress, he struck a match and lit Lao Hu's cigarette.
Then, he stood up and opened a gap in the window, then came back, sat down next to Lao Hao obediently, helped him support his body, and stared at Hu Fei without blinking.
"Huh~"
Hu Fei exhaled smoke for a long time, glanced at Wang Yang with emotion, nodded, and said in a melancholy tone:
"The strong wind knows the strength of the grass, and the time passes to see the hearts of the people. Wang Yang is good, and he has grown a lot recently. Okay, okay, he is better than me, he is really better than me~"
Old Hao naturally understood what Old Hu meant. Although he was terminally ill, his thinking was still sharp and he changed the topic without leaving any trace:
"Hu Si, hasn't Guo Chu returned to Sijiu City yet? But since you have been reinstated, he must be coming soon."
Hu Fei didn't want to mention this, shook his head and sighed, suppressing his emotions:
"Ha, I'm a little out of control. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lao Hao, I really envy you. You have a good apprentice. I relied on his remaining power to return to Sijiu City this time."
As soon as he heard this, Lao Hao's eyes suddenly lit up, the light was compelling, and his tone was slightly anxious:
"Hu Si, isn't he also your subordinate? Please tell me quickly, what is this hozen doing outside?"
"Ha! He is doing something extraordinary now. Ten days ago, he went to Seoul alone and blew the head off Allen Les's dog from a distance of more than 400 meters."
Speaking of this, Hu Fei couldn't help but straighten his waist, his face was red and his eyebrows were dancing. Old Haotou had been on the second line for too long and didn't even know who Allens was. His eyes were blank and a little unclear.
Hu Fei didn’t show off:
"Old Hao, you may not know that this foreign devil named Allen Les is the second-in-command of Citigroup and the CIA, a powerful figure with great connections.
He was standing in front of the Qingwa Terrace in Seoul, showing off his power, and suddenly he was shot directly in the head by a cold gun. It was really a relief. "
"Hiss~"
Upon hearing this, Old Haotou not only did not show joy, but instead took a deep breath and asked in a solemn tone:
"What about him? Did he escape intact?"
Hu Fei clapped his hands vigorously:
"Of course, these stupid South Korean dogs and foreign devils from Citigroup went crazy. They locked up the whole city and performed thirteen moves in Seoul without even touching a single hair on his head. It was amazing!"
Hu Fei was excited and danced and said:
"Old Hao, he is so powerful now. After killing Allens, not only did he escape completely, he also disappeared without a trace and was well hidden.
These foreign Japanese high-level officials who had ill intentions towards us in the past were all frightened to death by him, and they have taken a lot of sick leave to recuperate recently~"
"Ho ho ho~"
Hearing this, Old Hao finally laughed, but his chest and lungs were inflamed, and his laughter was like a broken bellows. Wang Yang's blood boiled with tears, and he wanted to look up to the sky and roar.
"Ahem~ Good, good, happy, really, really happy, this hozen is really embarrassing for us~"
Hao Shanhe smiled and cried, with tears streaming down his face. Hu Fei's tears also came out of his eyes, and he sighed, his tone extremely sad:
"Yeah! This bastard is too shameless. When he was under my command, I was blind, and I guess he didn't even show one-tenth of his abilities.
I suffered so many grievances and was finally forced to fly away. Now, I have to be protected by him. Alas, I am so shameless and ashamed~"
I don’t know whether it was the good news that boosted Old Hao’s spirit, or whether the special medicine took effect. Hao Shanhe actually sat up straight and spoke in a serious tone:
"Hu Si, you can't think like that. He is struggling outside and trying his best to cause trouble, just to make us relax faster? You can't live up to his good intentions. This is all paid for with your life."
Hu Fei wiped his face and took a breath:
"Ha, Lao Hao, if you still have the nerve to criticize me, you will be the last to die. If you don't do well, you will end up lying on your back."
Lao Hao coughed twice more, as if he was feeling better. He picked up the teapot on the kang table and took two sips of water. There was already a hint of anger in his tone:
"Hu Si, you're right. I, Hao Shanhe, can't let that kid down. I have to live well and close my eyes when he comes back."
Hu Fei also laughed:
"Ha, this sounds encouraging! Yes, you have to live well. In two days, I will send someone to bring you some pills and supplements."
Old Hao frowned and waved his hands quickly: "Hu Si, no, no, no, the situation is special now, you can~"
Hu Fei held his hand with his backhand and patted it gently, with a hint of joking in his tone:
"Haha, don't worry, it's all right. Your precious apprentice is not only the evil god now, he is also the god of wealth."
"God of Wealth?"
Old Hao was stunned and his eyes straightened. Hu Fei laughed loudly and stretched his brows:
"That's right, he donated 100 million Hong Kong dollars worth of supplies to us last month, and also helped Bank of China collect more than 300 million Hong Kong dollars in arrears.
This is the person who wrote to him personally asking for help. He is really omnipotent and lawless now, hahaha~~" (End of this chapter)
