Suddenly, Laura's spirit surged out, her muscles tensed, and she was instantly startled into a cold sweat. She instinctively twisted her body to resist.
But before she could react, the big hand pressing on her shoulder suddenly tightened and clasped her muscles accurately.
As if she had received an electric shock, half of her body became numb immediately, her whole body went limp, and she could not exert even a trace of strength.
"Don't move or yell. I'm not an enemy and I won't hurt you."
The deep man's voice sounded in her ears again, speaking typical American English, which was a little nice.
Laura was born with a big heart, boldness, and a clear mind. At this moment, she had regained her composure and slowly relaxed.
She stretched out her other hand with some difficulty, first patted the big hand covering her mouth, and then raised her hand to indicate that she understood and that the other party could let go.
Du Weiguo secretly praised in his heart that this little girl was really amazing and had a strong psychological quality. He smiled and let go of her mouth and shoulders.
The first time she was freed from the restraints, Laura performed a beautiful forward roll and instantly distanced herself. At the same time, she quickly loaded her bow and arrow in a defensive posture.
Like a female leopard, Laura squinted her eyes and managed to see Du Weiguo's face clearly through the residual light of the bonfire in the distance.
After discovering that this was a young and handsome Asian face, her eyes inevitably showed a trace of surprise and uncertainty.
She frowned, hunched her waist, stared straight at Du Weiguo, and asked in a low voice:
"Who are you?"
Laura's voice was pleasant, but slightly hoarse. Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and glanced at the simple bow and arrow in her hand with a half-smile.
The bow body was made of several pieces of bamboo, and the bowstring was made of her sling. As for the arrows, they were cut and ground from wooden sticks, without even any feathers.
With this crappy thing, there was no way he could hurt Du Weiguo face to face. He really couldn't catch the bullets, but this was easy and enjoyable.
Du Weiguo's tone was slightly teasing: "I was just passing by. I saw you wanted to die, so I just gave you a hand."
Laura's eyes flickered, and she subconsciously tightened the bow and arrow in her hand, her tone still somewhat unconvincing:
"Death?"
Looking at the stubborn little girl with a newborn calf in front of him who was not afraid of tigers, Du Weiguo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, did not speak, and just pointed at a dense fir tree not far away.
Laura turned her head without knowing what was going on and looked in the direction of Du Weiguo's finger. The fir tree was not too big and was probably only a few decades old.
Laura has clearly observed carefully just now, but she is not the kind of arrogant and arrogant character.
On the contrary, Laura is bold and careful, never lacks patience, and she is also a discerning girl who knows the depth and depth.
Du Weiguo could silently touch her behind without her being aware of it, and he could easily subdue her without being able to fight back. He was undoubtedly a super master and would never hit the target without aim.
Laura took a deep breath, calmed down, and calmly observed the fir tree, and soon discovered something.
This cedar tree has a thick horizontal branch near the crown. On this branch, there is an inconspicuous protrusion, which is squirming slightly at the moment.
Because it was late at night and it was still cloudy, it was impossible to see clearly what this bulge was due to the light and angle.
But since it can move, it must be a living creature, most likely a human being. This is clearly one of the secret sentries arranged by Brooke.
Laura's pupils shrank, secretly thinking that she was lucky, if Du Weiguo hadn't stopped her just now, she would have been exposed by rushing over like this.
There were nearly 30 armed warriors inside and outside the camp. With the bow and arrow in her hand, it would be difficult for her to commit suicide, let alone her delusional attempt to assassinate Brooke.
Laura turned her head, loosened the bow string in frustration, threw the wooden arrow on the ground, and said in a muffled voice, "Who are you and why do you want to help me?"
Du Weiguo smacked his lips, his tone still calm:
"As I said, I'm just passing by. As for why I'm helping you, well, just think of it as me meddling."
Laura was not easy to fool. When she heard such obvious perfunctory, her delicate eyebrows suddenly raised, and her tone was a little sulky:
"Passing by? At this time, passing by this deserted and dangerous jungle? Your Excellency, is this too much of a coincidence?"
Du Weiguo curled his lips and did not speak any more. Instead, he made a follow-me gesture towards her, then turned around and walked away from the camp.
About 500 meters away from the camp, there is a leeward mountain col. Du Weiguo sat on a flat stone with a golden sword, lit a cigarette, and exhaled the smoke for a long time.
Laura squatted opposite him, her beautiful big amber eyes staring at Ye Li who was lying on his shoulder without blinking.
The light in the dense forest was dim, and it was not until this moment that she noticed the black cat on Du Weiguo's shoulder, and she was so curious that she almost exploded.
A handsome Asian man, carrying a beautiful black cat with him, has extraordinary skills, walking alone in the dense forest, it is too inconsistent and too mysterious.
Fortunately, Laura was not an ordinary little girl after all. She quickly calmed down and asked in a deep voice:
"Who are you, Your Excellency? Are you a descendant of Captain Wufeng?"
She is the descendant of the captain of the Wufeng Captain. When she heard this, Du Weiguo was amused by her. Later generations read time travel stories all day long, and he also knew this title.
Captain Wufeng's original name seems to be Wang Zhi. He was the largest pirate leader active in the South China Sea during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty.
At that time, he seemed to have been entrenched in the Ryukyu area, and he was very arrogant for a while. It is said that he even became the king of Japan.
"Ha! I'm not a descendant of that old pirate Wang Zhi. My name is Wesley. I'm just passing by."
Laura’s eyes were burning, and she frowned and asked:
"Mr. Wesley, if you are really passing by, why are you walking alone through such a dangerous dense forest late at night?"
Du Weiguo flicked the ashes from his cigarette, glanced at her playfully, and asked:
"Little girl, why should I answer your question? Besides, what's so dangerous about the jungle?"
Laura’s expression froze when she was asked, and she was speechless: “Uh~~”
This was way too Versailles for him to pretend, but Laura just had nothing to say. For a master of his level, there was really no danger in the dense forest.
Laura's head turned red from suppressing it, and Du Weiguo stopped when he was satisfied: "Forget it, I won't tease you anymore, I did follow you all the way here."
Upon hearing this, Laura's eyes suddenly tightened, and she directly showed her cards: "So, you are also here for the treasure of Treasure Island?"
Du Weiguo shook his head and said in a calm voice: "No, I am not interested in the treasures of Treasure Island at all."
Laura didn’t believe it at all: “Then why are you following me?”
Du Weiguo exhaled the last puff of smoke and crushed the cigarette butt:
"I want to leave Ryukyu, but I don't have a boat, so I want to borrow the salvage boat of those tomb robbers. Little girl, do you know where their boat is hidden?"
"Um?"
Laura frowned, her eyes flickered, and she seemed to be thoughtful, and blurted out a series of questions:
"Borrow a boat? Leave Ryukyu Island? So, those Citizen soldiers in the city are coming for you?"
Such a smart little girl, but she is a bit inexperienced and lacks a lot of knowledge. Du Weiguo did not deny it, but nodded and admitted it generously:
"Well, probably so. I think the CIA and the Okinawa Army are now looking for me all over the world."
Under the dim moonlight, Laura looked at Du Weiguo carefully, her eyes flickered and her voice stuttered slightly:
"So, you, you're a spy?"
"Hehehe~" Du Weiguo was amused by her, shook his head gently, became playful, and asked in a low voice:
"I'm not a spy, I'm an assassin."
"assassin?"
Laura whispered, her eyes suspicious, Du Weiguo nodded, his voice cold:
"That's right, he is what is commonly known as a professional killer. He is ruthless and kills countless people. How about it? Little girl, are you afraid?"
Upon hearing this, Laura’s pupils shrank violently, and not only did her eyes show no fear, her reaction was full of excitement.
After being silent for a long time, she bit her lip and raised her head again, a trace of ferocity flashed in her eyes, and there was a hint of determination in her tone.
"Mr. Wesley, if you are really an assassin, can I also hire you?"
Du Weiguo suppressed his laughter:
"Hire me? To assassinate those guys in the camp? Little girl, I am very expensive, and you don't look like you are rich either?"
At this moment, Laura had been crawling in the jungle for several days. Naturally, she looked very embarrassed, covered in filth, and exuding an unpleasant smell of sweat.
He didn't even have a coat, only a small vest, and his whole body was covered in scratches. Apart from a rope of unknown material, he had nothing on him, just like a beggar.
Laura wiped the stains on her face and said seriously:
"Mr. Wesley, my name is Laura Crawford. I am the Lord of Berkshire in England. I have a fiefdom and ancestral property, and I am fully capable of paying your remuneration."
"Hush~" Du Weiguo whistled and continued teasing in a joking tone:
"Oh, you are still a noble lady. Sir Laura, please ask, since you are so rich, why do you go to Ryukyu to hunt for treasure? And you are in such a mess?"
Hearing this question, Laura looked lonely, her eyes dimmed, and she pressed her lips tightly without saying a word.
Du Weiguo smacked his lips:
"Laura, although I am an assassin, I also have principles. I will never kill innocent people. You must tell me why you kill those people in the camp."
At this moment, Laura also found a stone and sat down, stretched her legs, took a deep breath, her eyes were red, and her eyes were sad:
"The group of people in the camp are all bandits. The leader is named Brooke. He is a close friend of my parents~~"
I don’t know why, but it was obviously the first time they met, and it was in such a dangerous and strange environment. The most terrifying thing was that Du Weiguo also made it clear that he was a wanted assassin.
Even so, Laura still had great trust in the calm and mysterious man in front of her, and was even willing to express all the grievances and sorrows accumulated in her heart.
At 3 o'clock in the morning, the dark clouds dispersed. Dr. Brooke, who had originally planned to wait and wait for Laura to come to her door on his own initiative, couldn't bear the fatigue and actually fell asleep leaning on his backpack.
While sleeping, Brooke suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and opened his eyes suddenly. There was already a tall and upright figure standing in front of him.
By now the bonfire had been completely extinguished, and the figure was standing against the moonlight, so it was impossible to see his face clearly, and he could only barely make out the figure of a man.
Brooke was very frightened, but he was not an ordinary person. After experiencing the storm, he calmed down instantly and asked in a deep voice:
"Who? Is it Raizo?"
Brooke spoke fluent Japanese. When asking questions, his right hand quietly reached under his backpack, where a Webley revolver was hidden.
Even though Brooke is a professor at Cambridge University, he is gentle and elegant, but he is not a weak scholar with no power.
Not only that, during World War II, Brooke also went to the battlefield, went to East Africa and South Asia, and participated in countless bloody battles.
Later, because of his outstanding performance, he joined the famous 1st Airborne Special Service Brigade and made many military exploits. By the time he retired, he had already accumulated merit and was promoted to a lieutenant colonel.
It's just that Brooke comes from a family of tomb robbers. Three generations have been dedicated to digging up ancestral graves. His family background is such that a dog can't change it.
After the war, Brooke immediately returned to his old career, and with the help of family resources, he became a professor of archeology at the University of Cambridge.
However, just as his fingers touched the handle of the revolver, the figure in front of him suddenly spoke. It was a strange man's voice, young, low, and cold:
"Stop working so hard, Brooke. I'm going to ask you a question. If you answer it well, I can give you a good time."
At this moment, Brooke's nose suddenly smelled a pungent smell of blood. He had experienced hundreds of battles and was rich in experience. He immediately realized that he was probably the only living person in the camp.
There were 28 people in and out of this camp, excluding him, basically all of them were good at killing people and seeing blood, and they had something on their hands.
Can kill dozens of people silently without waking him up during the process. It may even be done by the man in front of him alone. What kind of existence must this be?
Only the ignorant are fearless, but all knowledgeable people know how to be fearful!
Brooke obviously belonged to the latter. His pupils were shaking, his whole body was shaking violently, cold sweat broke out violently, and he stammered:
"Your Excellency, who are you?"
Du Weiguo answered the question in an indifferent tone: "Brook, is your salvage boat still hidden in its original location?"
Upon hearing this, Brooke's eyes widened in surprise, his head was buzzing, and he felt that his eyes were going dark and the world was spinning.
He originally thought that the death-like existence in front of him was coming for the treasure of Treasure Island, but he never expected that he asked about the salvage ship.
Seeing him in a daze, Du Weiguo became a little impatient. With a flick of his finger, a sharpened wooden thorn came out, like a crossbow arrow.
It sank into his thigh very quickly, and the wooden thorn, which was more than 20 centimeters long, sank in completely, directly penetrating his thigh.
To deal with this group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, it is necessary to use a high-level killing weapon such as the Evil God Shuttle. They are not worthy of it. Some casually sharpened wooden spines are enough.
In fact, the wooden thorn also has the advantage of being invisible. Because of its light weight, under Du Weiguo's precise control, it can kill people silently.
"Uh~"
Brooke was stunned for a moment when his thigh was pierced, and then he covered his thigh and let out a suppressed moan, but this also aroused the cruelty in his bones.
Brooke's right hand suddenly pulled out the Webley revolver from under his backpack, and he raised it to pull the trigger.
Unfortunately, just when his finger was about to touch the trigger, a shrill cold light suddenly lit up in the night, and the hand holding the gun was broken at the wrist.
The cut was as smooth as a mirror, with blood splattering everywhere. The severed hand and the revolver fell to the ground together. Unexpectedly, gunshots still rang out.
"boom!"
Du Weiguo looked stunned. He lowered his head and glanced at the blood hole on his calf. Feeling the long-lost pain, he couldn't help but curse:
"Fuck you! What a shame! Isn't this so fucking unlucky?"
The moment the revolver and the severed hand landed on the ground, it actually went off. The bullet fired accidentally hit Du Weiguo's left leg, causing a penetrating wound.
To be honest, the probability of such an unexpected event happening is almost the same as winning the lottery. Even on the battlefield, it is extremely rare.
"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"
At this moment, Brooke, who had his right hand cut off, his eyes were blood red and his expression was ferocious. He was completely aroused by the severe pain.
With his intact left hand, he suddenly pulled out a dark spike from the belt behind his back, jumped up suddenly, roared, and rushed towards Du Weiguo.
"Shua~"
A brilliant half-moon-shaped blade flashed suddenly, and blood shot into the sky. Brooke was split open from head to crotch by the sharp floating knife, and his death was extremely miserable.
Du Shi Iihe Slash: True, cut in two with one sword! Hey~
Du Weiguo had just been shot for no apparent reason. He was in unbearable pain and the boat capsized in the ditch. He was so angry that he no longer showed mercy and cut him in two directly.
To be honest, although Du Weiguo killed countless people, this was the first time he used such a brutal killing method.
Needless to say, this method is bloody and cruel, but it’s so cool! With one strike of the knife, some of the anger accumulated in his chest immediately drained out.
Feel refreshed!
After a while, when the sky was getting slightly brighter, Laura limped over with the black cat in her arms to join Du Weiguo.
Not only was she lame in one leg, her eye sockets were also black and blue, she also had several scratches on her face, and she looked very embarrassed.
In the camp, the bonfire was lit again, and the corpse had been simply cleaned up by Du Weiguo. The blood stains were still there, and the smell of blood was still lingering, but it was not shocking at all.
When Laura came over, Du Weiguo was sitting on a tree pillar leisurely smoking and drinking coffee. Seeing Laura's behavior, he couldn't help but joke:
"What's going on? Sir Laura, future explorer, have you fallen flat on the ground?"
Laura rolled her eyes at him angrily and muttered in a low voice:
"What an unlucky thing! I've obviously walked the route once, but when I tried it again, I actually fell into an old trap that had been buried for who knows how many years."
Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo couldn't help but frown, and glanced thoughtfully at the little black cat in her arms. This unfortunate incident was more or less abnormal. (End of chapter)
