Early morning, mist.
Guyana, Free Trade Zone, Kunpeng General Hospital, special care unit on the fifth floor.
Guo Fu had just woken up from a coma. In her daze, she seemed to be standing in front of a tall and upright figure.
Guo Fu's heart trembled suddenly, she tried her best to open her eyes, and finally saw clearly the man she had been thinking about all day and night.
"Head, head~"
Her voice was extremely weak.
Du Weiguo's eyes were full of pity, his big warm hands gently touched Guo Fu's forehead, and his voice was endearing:
"You're awake. Does your body still hurt?"
"Ouch!"
Guo Fu's heartbreaking cries instantly echoed throughout the ward.
A moment later, the free trade zone office was heavily damaged by the wind and the glass was shattered, filled with smoke.
Su Li's face was as dark as water, and his brows were furrowed, almost dripping with water:
"Wesley, you are so confused. Your request is equivalent to tearing apart bones. It is absolutely impossible for the Freemasons to agree to it. It is equivalent to a declaration of war."
Besides, even if they really grit their teeth and agree, with our current power, we can't protect these life-threatening things? "
After putting out the cigarette butt, Su Li added in a solemn tone:
"Too much is too much, Wesley, you've pushed too hard, don't you be afraid? Do they really dare to throw a big pineapple at Kuiana and kill them all?"
"Huh~"
Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke and finally spoke, in a calm tone:
"Don't worry, they don't dare, because I won't be stationed in Guyana permanently. As long as I'm not here, you will be safe."
Upon hearing this, Su Li frowned even more tightly, but Du Weiguo explained himself before he could ask questions:
"Brother Su Li, I am not naive enough to think that the Freemasonry can agree to my request. In negotiations, I will definitely ask for a high price and pay back the money on the ground."
Su Li's face softened slightly: "Then what is your bottom line?"
Du Weiguo rubbed the cigarette rod and thought about it for a moment:
"The most important thing these squids lack is money. They will definitely be satisfied with the compensation. It is impossible for them to hand over all of Boeing's core technologies, but there should be no problem with the aircraft part."
After a pause, Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows slightly:
“As for the Oakland Research Institute, the two sectors of nuclear energy and biology are impossible for them to hand over even if they live or die.
However, the two parts of machinery and medicine should not be a big problem. It is feasible to sell at least some marginal scientists. "
Du Weiguo flicked the cigarette butt, his tone slightly helpless:
"As for the last one, disarming, that is pure nonsense. I deliberately disgusted them."
Su Li raised his eyebrows: "Wesley, did you forget one thing? Do you still want the head of the Freemasonry to apologize to you personally?"
In his heart, this request was the harshest and most unbelievable. Everyone knew that apologizing was tantamount to death.
The majestic leader of the Freemasons, the world's largest plutocrat, and the patriarch of the Rothschild family. Rounding off, or exaggerating, he is almost equal to the king of the world.
Du Weiguo opened his mouth and actually asked others to come over and give him his head. Isn't this nonsense?
"Oh, he has no choice. If he doesn't show up by the time limit, I will call the members of the Rothschild family one by one and kill them until their family is exterminated."
Du Weiguo sneered, his tone as cold as ice. Su Li's goosebumps stood up when he heard it. He knew very well that these were not harsh words.
If he can say it, he can do it.
"Wesley, after all, he has a deep foundation and great magical powers. If he is determined, he will die~"
Du Weiguo's tone was determined:
"Hey, there is no such thing as a fish that dies and the net breaks. As long as I am here, there is only a broken net but no fish that dies. Now there is nothing he can do to me.
Brother, do you think the Freemasons are monolithic and can really do whatever they want? I feel that he is not far away from the betrayal of his relatives. "
Su Li thought about it briefly in his mind, although it still sounded as unbelievable as fantasy.
But if you think about it carefully, that's really what happened.
Just imagine, if even the leader of the Freemasonry is forced to die, then the transfer of these core technologies will not be so difficult.
Although it is like cutting flesh and must be heartbreaking, it is still acceptable compared to losing one's life.
"Wesley, think about it, this place, Guyana, is shabby and poor. Maybe it can't build the huge business you imagined, right?"
Du Weiguo smiled, handed Su Li another cigarette, and lit it himself.
"Brother Su Li, as the saying goes, you have to eat one bite at a time and do everything one by one. Our first step is to cover the factory and install the production line.
Then we will gradually build out the big guys such as fighter jets, military helicopters, tanks, armored vehicles, artillery, radars, missiles, and destroyers, and have the initial ability to protect ourselves. "
Du Weiguo said it calmly, but Su Li's eyelids jumped when he heard it, "Fuck you, how dare you say that."
In a place like Guyana, which has an industrial base of about zero, it still wants to build aircraft, cannons, missiles, and destroyers. Isn't this just a dream?
Seeing his embarrassed expression, Du Weiguo patted his shoulder:
"Brother, if you think about it carefully, although Guyana is dilapidated, it has no shortage of oil or rare metals. Brazil next door has rubber and Bolivia has steel. There will be no shortage of resources.
Du Weiguo suddenly raised his hand and scolded Fang Qiu in a bold tone:
"As for the industrial base, there's no need to worry. Hey, we have money and technology. Are you still worried that we can't build factories or build decent research institutes?"
Su Li was silent, and it took a long time before he spoke, his voice a little hoarse:
"Wesley, please tell me the truth. What do you want to do? Be the king of this enclosure in America?"
Du Weiguo shrugged and shook his head:
"Enclosure is the king? Ha, how is that possible? Brother, you should understand me. I am not an official fan. I am free and easy. Isn't it good to dominate the world?"
Su Li frowned even more tightly.
"Then why are you still bothering with all this? The more bottles and cans behind you, the more burdens you will have, won't they?"
Du Weiguo's face suddenly became serious, and his tone became serious:
"Brother, what is so great about Freemasonry? Can it restrain my hands and control everything?"
Before Su Li could speak, Du Weiguo asked and answered himself:
"Power, they use money to weave an invisible network that is overwhelming and almost omniscient and omnipotent all over the world. I am not greedy for power, but I cannot live without power."
"Alas~"
Du Weiguo suddenly sighed with a melancholy tone:
"Besides, I'm not alone. I can't let women and brothers follow me to eat rice bran and sleep in the open air."
Obviously knowing that he was talking nonsense, Su Li was still defeated by his shamelessness, speechless, and shook his head helplessly.
Du Weiguo suddenly stretched out a palm, spread his fingers, and changed the subject:
"In 5 years, I have made an agreement with Mr. Zhong. After 5 years, he will voluntarily resign as president. Brother, from now on, Kuiana will be left to you. The road ahead is long and the responsibilities are heavy!"
Upon hearing this, Su Li was furious on the spot:
"What! I won't do it. I really want to live for two more years. Get the hell away from me~~"
42 hours later, there were still 2 hours left before the 72-hour time limit agreed upon by the Freemasons when Du Weiguo left London.
At the simple and dilapidated St. Georgetown Airport, 16 Hercules transport planes landed one after another, filling the surrounding open space. It was extremely spectacular.
There was only one thing in it, US dollars, a total of 6 billion, not a penny.
Along with these dollar bills came the Speaker of the Masonic High Table, Burne Perez, and the Deputy Speaker, the stubborn old man Akira Sassoon.
In addition, there is a strange face named Keith Rooney. He is the new commander of the Noah Legion. He is not a person with abilities, but just an ordinary person. He is the patriarch of the French Rooney family.
It was quite different from what Du Weiguo had expected, and the Freemasons agreed to his other three demands.
As for Boeing, they can only transfer part of their fighter jet technology, but they can fully disclose their civil aircraft technology and helicopter technology, and even provide complete production lines.
Citigroup's Oak Green Research Institute has only transferred 5 senior researchers, 12 mid-level researchers, and 73 junior researchers.
These researchers are all in the fields of machinery and biopharmaceuticals, accounting for about a quarter of the entire institute.
The last one is that the Freemasons firmly refused to disband Noah's Legion, but promised that they would never launch an active attack on Du Weiguo's side.
As for the apology from the head of the Masonic Lodge, not a word was mentioned.
Because 16 Hercules planes were parked at once, the St. John's Town temporary airport became extremely crowded and dusty.
An open space, yes, it was here that Du Weiguo received a group of Freemasons who came to negotiate.
The bullshit old earl and the reclusive tycoon are all useless to him, and there is no way to stand out. If you are a dragon, you have to be coiled for me, and if you are a tiger, you have to lie down, no matter who you are.
After listening to the conditions stated by Bourne, Du Weiguo remained silent for a long time with a cold face and a cigarette in his mouth.
Although Bourne and the others looked expressionless and relatively calm, their heartbeats had secretly soared to 200, and their backs were soaked in cold sweat.
A thought about life and death.
I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a century, before Du Weiguo spoke and glanced at a row of Hercules planes parked in the distance with a half-smile.
His tone was joking:
"Bern, I didn't expect you to be quite talented."
Bourne's tone was quite calm at the moment, but his voice was extremely dry.
"Mr. Wesley, I don't understand what you mean. I believe you can understand that we, the Freemasons, have indeed shown the utmost sincerity."
"hehe."
Du Weiguo sneered and glanced at the transport fleet in the distance again.
"It is indeed the greatest sincerity. They even brought the nuclear bomb in front of me. What? The negotiations broke down and we perished together?"
I have to say that the Freemasonry was really cruel this time. Bourne and the others came to Guyana to deliver money and negotiate while sneaking a big pineapple on the plane.
The intention is self-evident, but if it doesn't make sense, just detonate the nuclear bomb and return to the West with this scourge.
However, this situation was predicted by Chunsheng 4 hours ago.
In fact, even if Chunsheng didn't remind him, Du Weiguo could clearly sense that the danger was approaching, and he wasn't even the only one who could sense it.
Having said that, Du Weiguo's current teleportation distance has soared to 3,000 kilometers. With just one thought, he instantly appeared in London.
What about the big pineapple? I want to blow him up, daydreaming.
To be honest, Du Weiguo was not only shocked but also ecstatic when he found out that Bourne and the others actually brought a big pineapple.
When he was really dozing off, someone gave him a pillow. He was thinking about where to pull one. No, it was delivered to his door.
Back to the present moment, upon hearing this, Bourne and the others' pupils instantly shook and their faces turned pale.
"puff!"
The next moment, the unlucky guy named Keith Rooney, who had just appeared, suddenly had a bloody hole in his throat.
His Adam's apple was shattered, and a small cigarette butt extinguished by blood and blackened was still exposed at the end. Du Weiguo's cigarette butt casually popped up and choked his throat.
"Ho~ho~"
Keith Rooney fell to his knees with a thud, trembling all over, covering his neck tightly with his hands, and making strange noises of unknown meaning from his mouth.
Due to the lack of oxygen, his eyes were bloodshot and his face looked as suffocated as a purple eggplant, making him look particularly ferocious.
"Come on! The negotiations have broken down. Let's do it!"
Du Weiguo rubbed his fingers in a leisurely manner, with a teasing look in his eyes and a calm tone without any hint of fireworks.
"Uh~"
When he said he was going to fall out, he fell out and turned into an elbow and an armpit. Old Jianghu Bourne was stunned.
Akira was more decisive than him, and immediately wanted to reach out and grab his wrist.
But just as he raised his hand, his eyes suddenly stiffened. The smile on Du Weiguo's face became even brighter and his tone became more playful.
"Bourne, you can try. Is there any chance you can die with me?"
At this moment, several jeeps were parked not far behind Du Weiguo.
In the back seat of one of the cars, Anna Sukari's dark brown eyes were shining with a strange light, while in the front seat, Duhani was holding a lollipop in her mouth and licking it with relish.
Like Merlin, Anna Sukari also has mental power, but Merlin is an offensive soul piercing, while she is mental control.
Her ability is not as strong as Joseph's. She cannot control groups and can only control one person at a time. However, combined with Duhani's terrifying mind-reading and mental communication abilities, it is enough to control the scene.
The evil gods don’t support idle people, hey!
"Wei, Mr. Wesley, please understand that your request is too much. We are helpless. Even I was forced to come."
Bourne was really scared at this moment. He could no longer live up to his previous calmness. His whole body was stiff, trembling, and even his voice stuttered.
Du Weiguo ignored him, lit another cigarette, and waved his hand behind him casually.
Hanwen immediately started the car, picked up the communicator and roared:
"Xiaotie, take action, kill everyone on the plane, leave no one behind."
"咻咻咻~"
As soon as he finished speaking, a scream like a howling ghost suddenly sounded.
The main and co-pilots in the cockpits of more than a dozen aircraft were shot in the head almost simultaneously and fell limply in a pool of blood.
Ever since Du Tie exploded into the small universe during the night battle, his ability to control objects with his mind has made a qualitative leap. Now the number of flying blades he can control at the same time has increased to 42, and the control distance has also become a terrifying 400 meters.
For this reason, Du Tie even gave himself a very mean nickname, Sword Master!
"Bang bang bang~"
Almost at the same time, the deafening sound of sniper rifle fire roared, and the cabin of a Hercules was instantly shot through.
In the bottom warehouse, several dead soldiers of Noah's Legion who were responsible for guarding the explosion of the big pineapple had their heads blown off before they could make any reaction.
"The threat has been neutralized."
600 meters away, in the airport tower, the scorching light in Duran's eyes slowly dissipated, and he put away the specially made recoilless sniper rifle with a cold voice.
"Merlin, you are right. He is really powerful. Moreover, his team is equally powerful. I am very happy to be able to get along with so many of his kind."
Anna Sukari whispered into Merlin's ear in ancient Latin. Merlin curled his lips and held her shoulders, his voice full of endearment.
"Yes, Sukari, we will never be alone again."
Du Weiguo didn't even look at the battle situation on the other side of the plane. He fully believed in the fierce combat power of his men.
Slowly exhaling the smoke, there was a hint of confusion in his tone:
"Bourne, you are not a death warrior at all. You are not even as good as these two losers. You are obviously unwilling to die and unwilling to die. Why do you want to make such a stupid plan?"
At this moment, Bourne was desperate, Keith Rooney had already kicked his legs sadly, Akira's eyes were dull, and he stood there like a clay sculpture.
Hanwen had already personally led a team to surround the fleet and started killing them mercilessly. The confidants he had brought with him were dying visibly, with no power to resist.
Bourne also broke the pot and said dejectedly: "It was Charles who forced me to come."
Du Weiguo smiled half-heartedly: "Zelens Charles Rothschild?"
"yes."
"Why does he force you?"
Bourne was silent for a while before speaking:
"I, my son Bol, am the illegitimate son I had with a German woman. I have been kept in the hands of Charles."
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, feeling very surprised: "Is that just the reason?"
"I have many women, but Bol is my only heir, and Lux is the only woman I love deeply!"
Speaking of this, Bourne's face turned red, and he mustered up the courage to raise his voice.
Du Weiguo sneered and curled his lips: "Ha, I didn't expect that you, a little old man, would be a passionate person."
It took Bourne a long time to hold back a sentence: "I, I was young too~"
"Well, that makes sense."
Du Weiguo gently fiddled with the half of the cigarette butt with his fingers, and glanced at his throat with malicious eyes.
"So, Bourne, how do you want to end this? If I don't kill you, your son won't be able to survive, right?"
It was a matter of life and death. Bourne shook his hands violently, like the hands of a young man in society.
"No, no, Mr. Wesley, our original intention was to negotiate and stop the fight, Big Pineapple, we are just planning for the worst.
I have absolutely no intention of using it. Otherwise, it would be better to launch it remotely. Mr. Wesley, I am really sincere. "
Du Weiguo knew that what he was telling the truth was slightly relieved:
"Okay, then tell me, apart from those nonsense conditions just now, what kind of sincerity do you have."
Bourne gritted his teeth:
"Uh~ I can see that you want to develop and build Guiana, Bolivia's largest iron mine, the Mutong Iron Mine~~" (End of Chapter)
