Chapter 650 The King of Hell Arrives

Two days later, at noon, the capital of Kachin State, Myitkyina City.

Yan Longhui, a local cigarette dealer nicknamed the White-browed Monkey, put on clean and decent clothes and wore a pair of toad glasses on his nose.

Behind him was an impossibly handsome young man who was dressed in extraordinary clothes and checked directly into the most prosperous Madila Hotel in Myitkyina.

This Yan Longhui, even though he looks shabby in the rain forest and dresses like a refugee, he is a well-known big boss in the city of Myitkyina.

There is no shortage of luxury houses, cars, businesses, horses, and young and plump mistresses. Moreover, they are familiar faces, and there are people who take the initiative to say hello wherever they go.

In the luxurious suite of the Madira Hotel, the sooty mangabey who had just entered the door walked straight to the sofa, gently put down the handbag in his hand, and quickly zipped it up.

Immediately, he slowly walked to a corner of the room, leaned against the wall and collapsed on the ground, and passed out neatly.

The big fox suddenly got out of the handbag, shook its fur vigorously, and complained in a dissatisfied tone:

"Duda, I don't want to get into his head anymore. He is too ugly and smelly. Besides, he, he is still a man, and his mind is full of things~"

This fox fairy's upper body has many specialties, including half-apertures and full-apertures, as well as vision and mind. The white-browed monkey's current state is called half-apertures.

Suddenly, a dark red light flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes became dull. A small door next to the big iron door slowly opened.

The big fox's eyes were heavy and his tone was dull: "If, I say if, I try my best to help you, how sure are you?"

The sooty mangabey drove an open-top World War II-era American Army jeep, carrying Du Weiguo out of the Madira Hotel and heading southeast toward Shan State.

Of course, there are also some guys wearing all kinds of shabby military uniforms, with machetes on their waists and various weapons on their backs.

As soon as he entered the door, Du Weiguo saw a silver convertible Mercedes parked on the lawn at the door. This was a Mercedes-Benz 190SL.

"Hu Da, you have never seen a real execution. You don't know what real bloody cruelty is. This is not torture at all, it's just childish."

The general meaning is that Miss Hu directly occupied his brain, and the four senses of sight, hearing, smell and taste were synchronized together with his thinking.

Du Weiguo ignored the big fox's complaint at all, and quickly moved to the window, leaned sideways, and looked outside through the curtains very cautiously.

Most of the pedestrians had numb expressions, empty eyes, naked upper bodies, and wore a shabby and dirty longi around their waists, staggering barefoot on the street.

In high-intensity battles, life and death can often be decided in a split second, and based on Du Weiguo's past combat experience.

The big fox was half-truthful and half-false, and his tone was a bit stuttering. Du Weiguo shook his head helplessly, gently stroked it, and said in a low tone:

What you mean by being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts is actually a punishment of one inch. It is said that in the Ming Dynasty, a person could die with more than 3,000 cuts."

After attaining enlightenment as an adult, the big fox seldom committed any crime, but now he is even more cautious.

"Hmph! Neither can other men. I will never have sex with a man again, not even with half an orifice!"

"Hu Da, those (cigarette) dealers have lives on their hands. They have been doing this unscrupulous business for more than ten years and have harmed many people. Should I let them go back and continue to cause trouble?"

The big fox's eyes flickered and he was silent for a moment:

"You are as hard as iron and ruthless, so you are the evil god. Those strangers must have messed with the wrong people."

The big fox snorted and turned his head away angrily, not wanting to say a word anymore.

Du Weiguo's ruthless methods made him fearful.

"I didn't say let them go. Even if they are full of evil, you can just kill them. There's no need~"

It wasn't until the evening, when the sky was getting darker and after dinner, that the weather became cooler.

After entering the door, this man was like a zombie, mechanically leading Du Weiguo towards the main building.

Ha! Miss Hu has indeed fallen into the trap. Even if you are as cunning as a ghost, you still have to drink the master's foot-washing water!

The big fox muttered in a low voice:

This is already an enemy country in a foreign land. That damn Eight Hundred Dragons has been operating overseas for a long time. Who knows how powerful they are?

"Hu Da, as the saying goes, there are no absolutes in the world. When fighting, I seek defeat before I win. I am not a god, so how can I be invincible in every battle?

By this time, it was already past 10 pm, the sky was completely dark, there were not even street lights on the street, but there was still an endless stream of pedestrians.

"As promised in advance, I can't help you kill people, but there should be no problem in controlling him."

According to this stinky guy’s memory, this man named Manca seems to know something about the Eight Hundred Dragons.”

The big fox looked unhappy and said in a dull voice:

After confirming that there were no eyes or tails on the street, Du Weiguo breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Hu Da, you are so good. After tonight, you will no longer have to endure this ugly monster."

There are also watchtower posts at the four corners, a large heavy iron door, and two bright brass door knockers with pepper pictures, which look nondescript.

All of them are half-human and half-ghost, just like zombies. They are very attractive. Needless to say, these people are drug addicts who come out in the middle of the night to take a few puffs.

"Du Da, you are just uneducated and incompetent. Ling Chi is not a man who was cut into pieces by a thousand cuts. Ling Chi was punished with eight cuts, but there were also 16, 32, or even 64 cuts.

"Click!"

The big fox exhaled the smoke gracefully, snorted arrogantly, and still did not speak, but his eyes showed a look of satisfaction and expectation.

Du Weiguo sneered and said disapprovingly:

"Hu Da, letting them kill each other and kill each other is my greatest kindness. I should have let them eat all the smoke (soil) they carried!"

Ha! This big fox still has some humanitarian spirit. Is it a mild case of Mary's disease? Du Weiguo smiled and shook his head:

There is also a black Rolls-Royce parked next to it. Damn it, this is the Silver Cloud III. It is extremely rare even in Hong Kong, let alone China.

Gan! These big treasures are really being blinded in vain. Mingzhu has secretly cast a shadow. It seems that this Manca is a fat sheep!

Yes, the grandson of Du Weiguo deliberately set up the big fox. After contacting her today, he has fully understood Miss Hu's abilities.

But then I thought about it, this is actually very cool, what else do you want? If it weren't for Miss Hu, he would definitely not be so relaxed and comfortable if he wanted to touch this place alone.

"Du Da, tell the truth, how confident are you in dealing with that Eight Hundred Dragons?"

The big fox saw with his own eyes the night before yesterday how Du Weiguo dealt with those cigarette and soil dealers.

The white-browed monkey hummed, and the charming woman's voice was like coquettishness. The scene was very inconsistent. Du Weiguo subconsciously glanced at his dark red nails and dark red pupils.

The regulations implemented here are the bloody laws of the jungle. Whoever has the biggest fist, whoever has the most guns, and whoever survives to the end, is the king of heaven.

Du Weiguo patted the travel bag: "Hu Da, come back!"

The jeep stalled at the door of the house, and the white-browed monkey said in a dull tone:

"The boss here is named Manca. No one knows his real name. He is the boss of Baman City and the boss of this stinky guy.

"Yes, their purpose is to frighten the ant people and maintain their rule, but you are in the wilderness and punishing them without teaching them, which is called cruelty."

Whenever someone says hello, the white-browed monkey will nod in response, always driving the jeep calmly, stopping at the entrance of a house in a zigzag manner.

Each of these people has a cruel expression and a fierce look. Most of them are low-level vendors or thugs who sell tobacco.

Upon hearing this, the big fox suddenly became furry, stood up, and said in an excited tone:

"Du, Du Da, don't make such a joke with me! If you can't escape unscathed, what will I do?

You promised to help me overcome the disaster, so I followed you all the way to this place where birds don't shit! I, I can't find the way home from here~"

It is inevitable that mistakes will be exposed. This is not our territory. Be careful and you will not make any big mistakes. You can endure it for one more day at most."

Du Weiguo shook his head, his tone slightly melancholy:

"Hu Da, I'm not some evil spirit, and they're not some country chickens or dogs. I may not be able to win this battle, and I can't even guarantee that I can escape unscathed."

Du Weiguo put out the cigarette butt, smashed it, and said lightly: "About 50%~"

"The ancient rulers really did everything they could to intimidate and frighten the people."

"Hu Da, when I completely destroy the Eight Hundred Dragons of Lao Shizi, we will no longer have to hide. I will take you to eat all the delicacies in the world and taste all the fine wines in the world."

Even if there is a spiritual barrier around you, when you encounter a mental attack, you will indeed lose your concentration for a moment. This is a fatal flaw!

He glanced at the white-browed monkey and his tone became very familiar:

It is very different from the dilapidated shanty towns in the city, which look like post-war ruins. The double-layer wall made of blue bricks is more than 3 meters high.

"Hu Da, I know you have status and style, and I feel wronged, but the performance of pure hypnosis is too sluggish, like a walking zombie.

Quanqiao probably means that the soul is brought in, temporarily seizes the body, and completely integrates with the possessed person. This method will not allow the big fox to refuse even if it means death.

"Papa, papa~~"

However, they are in a state of dilapidation. There are only a few old buildings in the city, and most of the others are low-rise shanties, with not even a brick, just wooden boards.

"Hmph, that's more or less the same. By the way, these strangers are also mentally ill. The birthday girl always eats arsenic. Do you think you have a long life? How dare you take the initiative to provoke an evil god like you~"

At 10 o'clock in the evening, the jeep arrived at a place called Bhamo. According to Chinese regulations, this place should be regarded as a county town.

Du Weiguo became interested and asked curiously. The big fox rolled his eyes at him and said in a teasing tone:

Upon hearing this, the big fox was stunned. He held the cigarette with his little paws, tilted his little head, and fell into deep thought.

Although he has a mental barrier, Du Weiguo is still a little afraid of people with mental control abilities.

After a long time, the big fox asked in a faint tone:

Many of these thugs on the street know the sooty mangabey, and when they see it, they will wave their hands or say hello.
To be continued...