Late at night, everything is silent.
Guyana, free trade zone, the only Xuanwu Hotel that is still intact, penthouse suite.
On the luxurious leather round bed, Anna and Manny's bodies were spread out and full of vitality. They worked together to resist the animal-like Du Weiguo.
But at this moment, everyone was asleep, snoring loudly, and the room was filled with a strong and charming smell.
Du Weiguo pushed away his hands and feet that were wrapped around his body like spider legs, got out of bed, walked naked to the window, and lit a cigarette.
"Huh~"
In the curling green smoke, his eyes were far away, looking at the dark sky, as if he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers.
"I can go back to Sijiu City."
Du Weiguo whispered to himself.
At this moment, in the system template, Du Weiguo's teleportation skill has been upgraded again, reaching an advanced level.
In addition to once again greatly improving his agility attributes, his teleportation limit also increased sharply again, becoming a terrifying 10,000 kilometers.
You must know that China has a vast territory, ranking third in the world in terms of land area. The longest distance between the north and south is only 5,500 kilometers, and the north and south of Asia are only about 10,000 kilometers.
Du Weiguo can now truly realize the instantaneous movement of thousands of miles, and has reached the legendary extraordinary state that only land gods can achieve.
Moreover, teleportation now consumes and relies less on physical strength. After Du Weiguo upgraded, he simply tested it.
The conclusion is that now, he can teleport almost unscrupulously.
However, even so, he still couldn't sense the space where Skull Island was originally located. There was indeed something in that weird fog.
Of course, even if he could sense it, Du Weiguo would never go back. Is he crazy? What if the angry Iron-Blooded Clan has already set up a dragnet there?
There are regrets too.
Even though Du Weiguo's teleportation skill can travel thousands of miles in an instant, it still cannot bring people, or in other words, any living beings.
Moreover, if you want to upgrade teleportation again, you need a full 50 skill points, which is almost equivalent to giving up.
At least it is difficult to achieve on earth. Even if Du Weiguo is brave and ruthless, he can't kill hundreds of thousands of people by himself, can he?
He couldn't do such a crazy thing.
At this moment, Du Weiguo can return to Sijiu City, where he has always dreamed, with just one thought, now, immediately, immediately.
But, he can't.
Eight hours ago, Burne Perez had left Quiana completely.
When they arrived, they came with 3 High Table members, 16 Hercules transport planes, more than 100 followers, and a big pineapple.
When they left, there was only one plane left, Bourne and Aki, plus a pilot.
The remaining 15 Hercules, as well as the big pineapple, were all unceremoniously detained by Du Weiguo.
At this moment, this big pineapple, 25 times more powerful than the "little boy", was lying quietly in his space. On the surface, it was Du Weiguo who personally sailed out to sea and sank it.
Of course, no one with a brain would believe this. Only a fool would throw away such a strategic weapon.
Now, all qualified people in the world have clearly realized an extremely shocking fact. The evil god has extraordinary weapons, and the tiger has wings.
How powerful is the "little boy"? In fact, it's just so-so.
With the equivalent of 15,000 tons of TNT, the ground temperature at the center of the explosion exceeded 4,000 degrees. Within a radius of 2 kilometers, everything was leveled to the ground, and no grass could grow for a hundred years.
That year, this big pineapple directly destroyed the city of Hiroshima, killing more than 70,000 people in an instant. Later, tens of thousands more died due to radiation.
The one Du Weiguo has now is 25 times as powerful as the "little boy", so it can only be regarded as a medium equivalent.
However, it is enough to destroy any one of Washington, New York, London, Moscow, and Tokyo, and wipe it directly from the earth.
The final agreement reached between Du Weiguo and Bourne was that all the conditions he had agreed to previously would be fulfilled within one month.
In addition, the latest missile technology and rocket technology were also added, along with a full set of production lines, as well as the construction and construction of the factory, which lasted for 3 months.
The Mutong Iron Mine, the largest iron mine in Bolivia and the largest in the world, has provided Guiana with free steel for 10 years, eager to give it.
Also, a Citibank will soon be built in Saint Georgetown, and within five years, it will successively provide interest-free loans of US$20 billion to the free trade zone, with an undetermined repayment period.
The exchange conditions given by Du Weiguo were to help the Freemasonry replace its leader and help Bourne take the position within two weeks.
He was waiting for news from Bourne, and as soon as he locked the location of Charles Rothschild, he would immediately carry out the beheading operation.
Unless this matter is completed, the Freemasonry is completely shaken, and the rear is unstable, Du Weiguo will not be able to set off back to Sijiu City.
"Didi didi~"
The satellite phone rang, and Du Weiguo's voice was a little irritable: "Okay, I get it, no need to modify it, we will take off on time in half an hour."
Hanging up the phone, flicking the cigarette butt: "Damn it, I really have a hard life, and I never have a moment of leisure."
Glancing at the alluring infinite spring scenery on the big bed, Du Weiguo reluctantly put on his clothes and turned around to go out.
At 2 o'clock in the morning, Du Weiguo personally drove the special plane and soared into the sky. The destination was Lugano, Switzerland.
This small border town is located in the heart of Europe, adjacent to Italy and a stone's throw away from France and Germany.
As long as Charles is still hiding in Europe, Du Weiguo can attack and kill him within a day.
"Well, killing the head of the Freemasonry and the current patriarch of the Rothschild family must be enough."
Du Weiguo was talking to himself while controlling the plane skillfully.
"Wesley, I have heard a little bit about Freemasonry. He has extraordinary strength, and the leader is an old fox with great hands and eyes.
How could I just wait for you to kill me? Even if he had the guts and didn't run away, he would probably still resist. "
Merlin was sitting in the co-pilot's seat. He could also fly a plane, and he had been flying for more than 30 years, so he was an expert at flying.
At this moment, the plane had entered the stratosphere and was flying very steadily. Du Weiguo took out his cigarette case, took one for Merlin, and lit one himself.
"Merlin, I'm not afraid of him running away. There is an old saying in my hometown, China, that a monk who can run away cannot run away from the temple. If he dares to run away, I will go to his family's lair and kill all his people."
Slowly exhaling the smoke, Du Weiguo's tone was sharp:
"As for the stubborn resistance, I wish he could gather more stragglers and finish the battle in one battle, saving me the trouble of eliminating them one by one."
"So confident?"
"certainly."
Merlin pondered for a moment and smacked his lips:
"Wesley, after all, he is the head of the Freemasonry. There is no guarantee that his subordinates will not have hidden interests. There are only three of us. Isn't it a bit exaggerated?"
Du Weiguo shook his head without thinking and said in a determined tone:
"No, if there was such a method, he would have used it on me long ago. I already pay enough attention to him. In fact, Merlin, taking you with him, I feel is a bit of a fuss."
What he said was not blind arrogance, but rather well-founded.
Previously, Du Weiguo had already thoroughly investigated the Freemasonry from Bourne, who had become discouraged and gave up resistance.
Freemasonry is indeed a behemoth, with a total of 23 members of the High Table, 157 members of the Middle Table, and 2,344 members of the Lower Table.
Among them, the members at the middle level and above are basically the powerful and powerful men, not to mention the high-table members, who are all hidden wealthy families.
However, there are currently only 19 members of the high table left. Suat, Mina, and Keith Rooney have all been killed by Du Weiguo, and Rhodes has also been kidnapped by Miss Hu.
The total number of Noah's Legion is between 5,000 and 10,000. This number was estimated by Bourne. Only Mina and Charles know the specific number, not even him.
As for the ability users under Noah's Legion, the total number a year ago was 28. Since the conflict with Du Weiguo, there are currently 16 left, more than half of which have been lost.
Among them, there are still a few that are cooperative and follow the tune but not the announcement, such as the leech that can liquefy, and the lone killer Stinger.
In addition, the Freemasons have a total of 6 secret research bases around the world, which are responsible for collecting children with abilities, researching biological weapons, training blood skeletons, etc.
And Bourne only knew 4 of them, and only one was under his direct command.
Previously, due to Mina's insistence and blind command, the Noah Army suffered huge losses, even to the point of being broken.
The key is that she did not achieve an effective strategic goal. Apart from irritating Du Weiguo, it had no bullshit effect.
As for the naughty relationship between her and Charles, as well as the illegitimate son Earl, all the senior officials are well aware of it. Now everyone is extremely dissatisfied and the voice of opposition is rising.
Charles has gone against the grain and is now on the verge of being pushed down by the crowd.
Although the organization of Freemasonry is strict, its power is not centralized. It is somewhat similar to the old feudal system, where each one keeps his own share.
Now, most of the powers of Freemasonry, especially the supernatural powers, were not even available to Charles.
Just think about it, damn, no one wants to die, and no one wants to provoke Du Weiguo, a lawless man.
In fact, if Byrne's son Bol was not in the hands of others, he would have joined other high table members to oust Charles.
Now, Charles, an old man, was desperate and forced him to die with Du Weiguo, and Bourne completely exploded.
If you are so unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.
Upon hearing this, Merlin immediately understood that Du Weiguo must be fully confident, and he would not elaborate further.
After rubbing the black stem of Kunpeng's cigarette, his tone became a little teasing:
"This cigarette is good. I heard it was produced by you. Wesley, your business is quite big now? Why, do you want to destroy the Freemasonry and replace it?"
Du Weiguo shook his head:
"How could it be? Merlin, I am actually not greedy for power at all. Do you believe it? My biggest wish was to live peacefully with the woman I loved most."
Merlin was a little surprised, but quickly nodded and said with concern:
"I understand. For example, I originally thought the same way. I lived in seclusion with Sukari and didn't care about the world. However, the world is not like this. Trouble will eventually find you."
Du Weiguo was also helpless and let out a sigh of relief:
"Yes, there will be disputes when there are people, and there will be conflicts when there are disputes. How can you and I stay out of it when we are in it?"
"Jianghu, Wesley, I know this word, and I like it very much. The wisdom of the Chinese people is amazing."
In the early morning, at 8:15, the plane driven by Du Weiguo stopped steadily at the Lugano Airport, and the playboy Gianni Agnelli was already waiting here early.
"Wesley, welcome to Italy."
Jenny opened his arms enthusiastically, with a smile on his face.
Although he was not a member of the Freemasonry, he was equally powerful and well-informed, and Du Weiguo won a great victory.
Naturally, he was very excited and became more sure of his previous wise choice. The opposition within the Fiat Group also died down instantly.
Doing as the Romans do, Du Weiguo hugged him generously:
"Gianni, as far as I know, Lugano should belong to Switzerland."
Jenny waved his hands loudly:
"Hey, there are only tens of thousands of people here, and they all speak Italian. More than half of them are my employees. It should be considered my territory."
Good guy, it’s okay to say it belongs to your family. This is the background of a veteran rich man, which is incomparable to him, a nouveau riche.
Du Weiguo cursed in his heart, put his arm around his shoulders, and jokingly said:
"Jenny, you came to pick me up in such a big way and blatantly, aren't you afraid of turning against the Freemasonry?"
Jenny smiled very boldly:
"Ha! Ever since I invested in the free trade zone, I have offended them. Wesley, we have been in the same boat for a long time.
To be honest, I was really sweating when you suddenly disappeared in Bermuda. Fortunately, you finally returned safely. I made the right bet. "
Before Du Weiguo could speak, he changed the subject:
"Wesley, I know you must have something to do when you come to Europe this time, but can you take some time to help me rescue Joseph?"
Previously, Jenny came to Guyana personally and entrusted him to help rescue his son who was kidnapped by the radical Islamic organization in Mosul.
Du Weiguo had completely forgotten all about this incident, but only remembered it when he heard him talk about it:
"It's so urgent, Jenny. Didn't you say last time that you could have a few more months of grace after discussing it with the other side?"
Jenny's face darkened, and he said angrily:
"Shit! Those lunatics suddenly changed their minds! They gave me a week's deadline, otherwise Joseph would be executed. They even cut off one of the poor kid's fingers."
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Du Weiguo frowned: "What happened? Why did they suddenly become so urgent?"
Jenny spat, furious:
"God knows! There is so much chaos in the Middle East. I don't know the specific situation. It seems to have something to do with the chaos in the Ascot family in eastern Persia."
Persia is Turkey, which is a relatively contemptuous way of calling Western Europeans. After all, there is a feud. This is one of the reasons why Turkey has been squeezed out of the EU.
But upon hearing this, Du Weiguo's eyelids suddenly jumped: "Persia, the Ascot family?"
At this moment, on the outskirts of Budapest, there is an ancient castle with a sense of age.
This is the ancestral property of the Rothschild family, surrounded by hundreds of olive fields.
They are rich all over the world, and of course they don't need to live on these lands. This is a strong character, and they pay attention to the pursuit of happiness and purity.
This castle looks old, but it is not old at all. It has been renovated inside, not luxurious, clean and tidy, and has a small library on the top floor.
At this moment, a strong and handsome middle-aged man was standing by the window in a daze, holding a heather pipe that had been rubbed until it was pulpy.
"Father, Bourne has completely failed and has returned to his hometown in Madrid. The evil god has also arrived in Lugano.
Bourne betrayed him. He must have made some ulterior agreement with the Evil God. You should leave Europe and go to Citigroup. "
Opposite the desk, stood a young man with an anxious expression. He was Vincent, the eldest son of the Luo family.
The middle-aged man slowly put down his pipe. He was the current head of the Luo family, Charles. He turned his head and smiled with some vicissitudes of life.
"Oh, Vincent, do you think Citigroup can still allow me to enter the country smoothly now? Bourne is not a betrayal, he was forced to rebel by me."
Vincent frowned:
"Father, it shouldn't be the case with Citigroup. We can promise the investment ratio, allocate resources, and talk directly to Aiden~~"
Charles waved his hand, handed the pipe to Vincent solemnly, patted his shoulder, and said lightly:
"Vincent, remember, money is not everything, at least compared to life, it is worthless."
The next morning, Jenny’s luxurious manor in the suburbs.
On the lawn, Du Weiguo, Mei Lin, and Su Kali were drinking tea and chatting together, looking like tourists.
At the far end of the horizon, an extremely inconspicuous little black spot suddenly appeared.
Under Du Weiguo's abnormal vision, he could clearly distinguish that this was a Learjet 23 business jet painted in charcoal gray. Learjet is one of the many industries of the Luo family.
"Oh, it's interesting to come here by yourself."
Du Weiguo put down his teacup and raised his brows slightly.
A moment later, the plane stopped on the road in front of the manor. This section of the road was specially built by Jenny and could have accommodated small aircraft.
A handsome middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes got off the plane, without even an entourage, and walked towards Du Weiguo alone.
"This is Charles, the current head of the Luo family and the current head of the Freemasonry. He~~"
Hearing the noise of the plane, Jenny ran out quickly and saw Charles, who looked very surprised.
Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke and smiled meaningfully: "Ah, going to the meeting alone and dying alone is a bit courageous." (End of this chapter)
