Sijiucheng, Dongcheng District, Chang'an Street, 9 a.m., Hu Fei's office.
"Du Weiguo is invincible!"
Guo Hanhong shouted excitedly, pushed the door open and barged in without even knocking, holding a freshly baked telegram in his hand with the ink still wet.
Due to his excessive excitement, Lao Guo may have been a little carried away and even shouted out Du Weiguo's trumpet.
The circles under Lao Guo's eyes are a little red, and his face, which has been sallow and decayed recently, has become a little more rosy.
Hearing his loud voice, Hu Fei was not only not angry, but was shocked:
"Oh? This hozen has done something earth-shattering again. Did he really kill that beast Suat?"
"ha!"
Lao Guo's voice was loud and full of energy. He changed his previous despondency and became very happy:
"I'm afraid it's a hundred times more uncomfortable than the one who killed Ya. "He", with his own strength, the main mechanic of hard steel, also defeated the 3rd Division, the most direct line under Su Atuo's command, alive.
That’s more than 10,000 people! Now that the situation in Jakarta is beginning to become unstable, Suat, this beast, is probably not far away from the betrayal of his relatives. "
"Oh, I destroyed the main force, quickly bring it to me to see~"
Hu Fei received the telegram in surprise, frowned, and read it over and over again until his eyes nearly bulged out, still in disbelief.
Perhaps due to excessive surprise, Hu Fei's voice went out of tune:
"Is this information true? Why do I feel so ridiculous? One against ten thousand, never before. I dare not write this in the book. He, is he still the same person I know?"
"Hey, why not?"
Lao Guo was in high spirits:
"Boss, look at the end of the telegram. That is his handwritten message. Suat will not die. Jakarta will bleed. He is a murderer!"
"Hahaha!"
Lao Guo laughed so much that he burst into tears. He wiped the corners of his eyes and said in a heroic tone: "Damn, I'm so excited. It's so happy!"
Hu Fei read the telegram carefully again, then frowned deeply and his tone became a little solemn:
"It's a pleasure, but with an enemy country, such amazing combat power is simply shocking. I'm afraid it may not be a good thing for "him". It's too much and it's not enough~~"
Hu Fei has been ups and downs in the officialdom for a long time, especially in the past two years, with all the ups and downs, his whole person has become transparent, and he can see through the essence of things in an instant.
Du Weiguo relied on his own strength to defeat thousands of troops, forcing the dictatorial ruler of a sovereign country with a population of over 100 million and an army of over one million to be helpless, and even became a coward.
It is true that such a splendid achievement can be said to be unparalleled in the world, and it can also be regarded as unprecedented and unprecedented.
However, his terrible performance will definitely become a thorn in the eyes and flesh of those in power who hold great power and are eager to get rid of him as soon as possible.
No one can tolerate such an alien existence who can challenge authority and shake the foundation of the country at will. What's more, Du Weiguo is so unruly that he cannot be taken under his command.
Another key point is that Du Weiguo is already surrounded by powerful enemies. Every enemy is terrifying and possesses unimaginable huge energy.
Flowers don’t bloom for a hundred days, and people don’t bloom for a thousand days!
No matter how tough and powerful Du Weiguo is, he is still just a human being in the end. He will get tired and injured, and there will be times when his horse stumbles and his mind wanders.
Whenever he reveals even the slightest flaw, those powerful enemies with vast magical powers and hands reaching to the sky will swarm him and tear him to pieces in an instant.
Lao Guo and Hu Fei had been working together for a long time, and naturally they understood his deep meaning instantly. They felt sad and their expressions darkened.
"Boss, you're right. Even in our city of Sijiu, there are probably people who can't sit still."
When Lao Guo spoke, he pointed to the top of his head. Hu Fei suddenly frowned and shouted: "Lao Guo, be careful what you say!"
"Ha~"
Lao Guo snorted coldly, curled his lips and stopped talking. The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned cold.
Hu Fei picked up the big product on the table, lit a cigarette, and took a few puffs:
"Lao Guo, the most important thing now is that we must protect Yang Caiyu and never let her make any mistakes."
Lao Guo nodded:
"Yes, boss, I was just about to tell you this. Otherwise, we would transfer Yang Caiyu to our company and arrange a leisurely clerical position. He would live in the dormitory in the agency compound at night and have someone close to him 24 hours a day. Protect."
Hu Fei shook his head meaningfully and exhaled the smoke for a long time. The smoke immediately filled his face, and his voice seemed a little ethereal:
"Lao Guo, under the current situation, it is difficult for external forces, especially foreign faces, to penetrate into Sijiu City. However, the Hell King's Courtyard that he created before leaving can more than protect itself.
As for the internal situation, according to the current situation, even if Yang Caiyu is transferred to our department, I am afraid it will be the same~~"
Hu Fei didn't finish what he said. In the end, he just sighed melancholy and ended this dangerous and taboo topic.
Lao Guo naturally understood what Hu Fei meant, and wisely said nothing more. The two of them just faced each other in silence.
After a while, Hu Fei flicked the butt of the cigarette that was almost burning his fingers, took a last puff, and changed the topic:
"By the way, Lao Guo, has there been any progress recently with the Kong Nansheng you mentioned to me before?"
Lao Guo shook his head:
"No, his only relative is an old lady, who went to the northwest with him before and died of illness the year before last.
Most of his acquaintances in Sijiu City are comrades from the Municipal Bureau. We have already checked them out and we must have never contacted them. "
Lao Guo coughed twice, took a breath, and then continued:
"Kong Nansheng was originally most familiar with Comrade Chen Guangliang of the Municipal Bureau, but at the beginning of this year, Chen Guangliang was transferred back to his hometown in Ganzhou.
As for the streets, it was noisy. The daily floating population in Sijiu City was so large that it was impossible to count. There was no way to start. The clues were currently broken. "
Hu Fei frowned:
"Have you placed any personnel over there in Hat Alley?"
"Hmm~"
Lao Guo nodded:
"It has been arranged. I have selected a few young comrades to dress up as red men. They will be divided into several groups every day and watched at different times. I will only know Wang Yang and others in the steel rolling mill so that there will be no misunderstanding."
Hu Fei threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, thought about it for a moment, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice:
"It's not enough. So, Lao Guo, you can put aside the other work at hand for the time being and take charge of this matter yourself.
We must take down this Kong Nansheng, and at the same time ensure the safety of Yang Caiyu. There must be no mistakes in this matter. "
Guo Hanhong felt the same way and agreed happily: "Okay, then I will hand over all the work at hand in the next two days~~"
Unknowingly, Du Weiguo has become a very important figure, and his influence can affect the whole body!
"Dingling bell~"
Lao Guo was just about to turn around and go out. At this moment, the phone on Hu Fei's desk suddenly rang, and it was the red one. It was an outside line. Only few people knew about it, and it would never ring unless there was something important.
Hu Fei looked solemn and immediately picked up the phone: "Hi, hello, I'm Hu Fei from the Special Service Department."
Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Hu Fei stood up suddenly and stood at attention. His expression became solemn and respectful, and his tone was unprecedentedly solemn:
"Hello, boss, yes, uh, I can contact him now, but are you sure you really want to inform him like this?"
Hu Fei's tone became a little embarrassed:
"Reporting to the boss, there is no difficulty on our side. It's just that he is no longer the director of our Special Service Department, and it is estimated that it will be difficult based on his current position~"
Hu Fei, who was defending, suddenly looked stern:
"Yes, boss, I understand. We will definitely be able to overcome the difficulties and complete the task successfully."
After putting down the phone, Hu Fei stood there blankly, silent for a long time, his eyes so complicated that it was difficult to describe in words.
Lao Guo has been working with him for a long time, and they have a similar mind. He roughly guessed the content of the boss's phone call, and asked tentatively:
"Boss, does the boss want us to come forward and persuade him to stop now?"
Hu Fei slowly exhaled a breath, lit another cigarette, took a few puffs, then nodded, and shook his head:
"This should not be the intention of the boss himself, but the common wish of the superiors."
Hu Fei pointed vaguely at the ceiling. Lao Guo smiled half-heartedly, with a somewhat joking tone:
"The common will of the superiors, oh, needless to say, it must be that bitch Su Atuo. He went to the doctor for a sudden illness, contacted the superiors, and casually promised some benefits! Haha, I am really happy~"
"Shut up!"
Hu Fei growled with sharp eyes and stopped Lao Guo's dangerous remarks that were about to blurt out. Lao Guo snorted and muttered somewhat resentfully:
"If he suddenly stopped at this juncture, wouldn't all his previous efforts be in vain? Isn't this just playing the piano randomly?
Besides, he is now the famous Evil God, who has jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements. Why should we stop? How big is your face? "
What Lao Guo said made sense, but Hu Fei's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his tone was irritable:
"Okay, don't make sarcastic remarks anywhere. It's about diplomacy, and it may be the entire ASEAN. It's a big deal. Now the task has been put down. You have to do it if you can, or if you don't."
Just as Lao Guo was about to speak, he coughed violently. He unceremoniously picked up Hu Fei's teacup on the table and took two sips of herbal tea.
Then he spread his hands:
"Boss, that's what I said, but how should we do this? Who will do it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Fei's eyes suddenly lit up and he stared at Lao Guo without blinking. He instantly became furious:
"Boss, don't look at me. If I don't go, I'll probably die if I get to Jakarta in this body. Besides, I have to be responsible for protecting Comrade Caiyu and help him keep the rear~"
Hu Fei waved:
"It's okay. Over there in Hat Alley, I will send three departments to take over. An Weimin has a good relationship with "him", so he will definitely do his best."
Hu Fei changed the subject and spoke in a serious tone:
"Lao Guo, you have the best relationship with "him" and we are sympathetic to each other, so this matter must be done by you. You are also an old comrade in the department and the deputy director. You are supposed to solve problems for our department. Besides, how can you do your job? How about picking and choosing?"
Good guy, it’s true that he can crush people to death at the official level!
"Uh~" Guo Hanhong was stunned by Hu Fei's textbook-like official language and was speechless.
At the same time, thousands of miles away from Kuala Lumpur, the Dynasty Hotel has an executive suite on the top floor.
This place has almost become Du Weiguo's temporary palace. He is so wealthy that he has taken over the entire floor without any humanity.
At this moment, on the single sofa in the living room of the suite, Soros, the general manager of HSBC Hong Kong Island, was twisting his body slightly uneasily, and cold sweat kept flowing down his face.
Du Weiguo lazily leaned on the long sofa opposite, holding an authentic Cuban cigar in his mouth and puffing leisurely.
He did not deliberately release the evil spirit, and did not even look at Soros.
It's just that Du Weiguo has been killing people like mowing grass recently due to his continuous killings, and he already has tens of thousands of souls in his hands.
He can no longer control the surging evil spirit now. He walks, sits and lies with an awe-inspiring aura, and even his pupils are slightly red, which makes people's hair stand on end.
"Huh~"
Du Weiguo opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of smoke that looked like white smoke. Then he raised his eyebrows, glanced sideways at Soros, and teased with a half-smile:
"What? Mr. Soros, are you transferred to the Kuala Lumpur branch again?"
After receiving a sideways glance from Du Weiguo, Soros was shaken like chaff from an electric shock and replied tremblingly:
"No, no, Mr. Wesley, I made a special trip from Hong Kong Island to Kuala Lumpur to visit you."
Du Weiguo had already been known for the first time when he appeared at the Dynasty Hotel in Kuala Lumpur. His ability to obtain information from the Freemasonry was unparalleled in the world.
Because almost all intelligence agencies have their spies, and their abilities are invincible.
"Oh? Visiting me, so are you a lobbyist today, or are you the representative introduced by the Freemasons to negotiate with me?"
Du Weiguo sneered, sat up slowly, and glanced at Soros gently with his light red eyes.
"No, no, no, Mr. Wesley, you, you have misunderstood. I am just a mouthpiece. My status is humble, so I am not qualified to negotiate with you."
Looking at Du Weiguo's exposed white teeth, Soros felt that he was going to choose someone to devour in the next second. He suddenly felt as if he was falling into the abyss, shaking his hands as if they were really fancy, and he defended anxiously.
Du Weiguo smacked his lips noncommittally:
"Megphone, okay, then tell me how much money your Freemasonry is willing to pay in order to pay for the life of this coward Suat."
Soros raised his eyes, glanced at Du Weiguo's face quickly, and replied tremblingly: "$500 million!"
Good guy!
Even though he was well prepared, Du Weiguo still took a breath of air in his heart. Su'at was indeed worth a lot of money to get rid of the dog head of this real-power dictator.
However, Du Weiguo is now in a deep state, and he knows very well that this is not the whole bottom line. He has no expression on his face, does not say a word, and just stares at Soros with interest.
Soros was so frightened that he could not use any negotiating tactics. He continued honestly:
"Also, we will never get involved in the three places you operate, Hong Kong Island, Guyana, and Pattaya. Moreover, your industry will never encounter vicious competition on a global scale."
Fuck! Such a big gesture. Although they had fought against each other many times, Du Weiguo was still shocked by the generosity of the Freemasons.
What concept? It is equivalent to demarcating several virgin lands for Du Weiguo in the commercial field, which is equivalent to splitting the land and sealing the territory.
The scariest thing is actually the latter one. The serious business projects Du Weiguo is now involved in include real estate, cigarettes, beer, fast food, and casinos.
If these things do not encounter the attacks and constraints of capital giants and develop smoothly, the profits contained therein will be unimaginable.
It doesn't even take a global scale. Just the three existing territories of Du Weiguo are enough for him to spend his entire life extravagantly and even bless several generations.
There is also Guyana, a barren land where birds do not poop. Du Weiguo's current industry can account for more than 50% of this small country's economy.
If there is no external intervention, it won't be long before he can directly swallow Kuiana and become the uncrowned king.
To be honest, facing such favorable conditions, Du Weiguo couldn't help but be tempted. Just as he was about to speak, Soros lowered his head and continued:
"In addition, we can also provide you with the latest model of a deep-diving, high-speed nuclear-powered submarine, and help you transfer your family members from Sijiu City to work in Yangcheng, Guangdong Province."
Soros finally finished all the conditions, and Du Weiguo was stunned!
This last condition is more of a threat than a condition, displaying on the one hand the unparalleled energy of Freemasonry.
His and Natasha's separate requests were found out just one day apart. It was obvious that they had enemies in the top brass of the KGB, and their status was so high that they felt confident.
On the other hand, it is a naked threat. Since they can transfer Yang Caiyu to work in Yangcheng, Guangdong Province, they can drop him to the northwest, southwest, or northeast, places they can reach.
Du Weiguo's heart, which was still a little throbbing, cooled down in an instant. Also, what kind of credibility can a race that can even turn its back on God have?
His eyes narrowed, his breath was as cold as frost, and his voice was as cold as a knife:
"Threatening me? Very good, Soros, go back and tell your master that Yang Caiyu in Sijiu City is missing even one hair.
I will destroy your species! What I can't do even with a mustache, I can do what I say! "
"Uh, uh~~"
Soros, who was shrouded in evil spirits, felt as if he had fallen naked into ice water. His whole body was stiff, trembling violently, and he could not even open his mouth.
At this moment, Sijiucheng, Maomao Alley, the Courtyard of the King of Hell, and the east wing of the backyard.
Yang Caiyu sneezed several times in bed. She didn't go to work today. She started to have fever and diarrhea after Kumodai left.
Sun Yumei walked in from the outside with a basin of warm water and gave Yang Caiyu a loving look:
"Caiyu, how are you feeling?"
Yang Caiyu wrapped herself in the quilt as if she was trying to make a fool of herself. It was already the dog days of summer, and she was covered with the thickest quilt, but she was still shivering from the cold:
"Mom, I, I'm fine, I'm much better."
Sun Yumei touched her forehead and frowned:
"It's still so hot, and the fever hasn't gone down at all. Caiyu, this won't work. I'll send you to the hospital for infusion. You've just recovered from a serious illness. You won't be able to withstand such a torment, and you will burn out."
Sun Yumei reached out to lift her quilt, but Yang Caiyu screamed and clutched the corner of the quilt:
"No, no, Mom, if I don't go to the hospital, I won't die!"
The reason why Yang Caiyu refused to go to the hospital was because her fever was accompanied by diarrhea. Sometimes, she couldn't even bear to go to the toilet.
"Alas~"
Sun Yumei sighed:
"Caiyu, your illness is really weird. You have high fever and diarrhea. You are suffering so much, but your face is getting better and better, and your appetite is getting better and better. Could it be that expert~~"
"No, Mom, my stomach hurts again~"
At this moment, Yang Caiyu suddenly opened the quilt, not even bothering to put on his shoes, and hurriedly opened the door and ran towards the toilet.
At the same time, deep in the Xiangshan Mountains, an inaccessible place.
Hu San leaned lazily on the branch of an old pine tree, threw a mountain red into his mouth, chewed it, and glanced at the walnut tree under the tree.
His tone was a little impatient:
"I said, Lao Wu, how long do we have to stay in this ravine? Didn't we agree that we would take me to Hong Kong Island to eat popular food and drink spicy food?"
Kurumiyo kept looking in the direction of Shijiu City, not looking at him at all, and just replied in a faint tone:
"Almost~" (End of this chapter)
