In the evening, the sun set in the west and the sky became dark. Du Weiguo stood up and got up. The fatigue before was gone and he felt refreshed.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the big fox already squatting at the door of his room with a look of consternation on his face.

"Du Da, are you a pig? I've been sleeping for 12 hours and I'm almost starving to death. Hurry up and cook. Don't we still have to go to Siam at night?"

Du Weiguo was in a good mood. He bent down to pick up the big fox on the ground and put it on his shoulders. After spending the past few days getting along with him.

Both Du Weiguo and the big fox were used to such close contact with each other. Of course, Du Weiguo only regarded it as a pet, and Hu Diehua only vaguely liked getting along with him.

Apartheid is still there, and it will always be there. Old dogs still have a bottom line after all, don’t worry~

Du Weiguo teased in a teasing tone:

"Hu Da Xiangu, I think your weight is getting heavier and your body is getting stronger. You have to eat when you open your eyes. This doesn't seem to be the habit of the fox tribe, right?"

Du Weiguo turned around and said that Butterfly Flower was a pig. Naturally, it recognized it and snorted arrogantly:

"Tch, that's nonsense, how could I be fat?"

Du Weiguo was too lazy to argue with it, lit two cigarettes, and naturally handed one to the big fox:

"After dinner later, we have to collect the bill before we can go to Siam."

"Collect the bill?"

The big fox was startled and screamed: "What are you charging? Du Da, how can you be so tossing, can't you just calm down?"

Miss Hu has roughly guessed what Du Weiguo is going to do, which is to find trouble with the emperor of the Triangle Land.

Miss Hu found out that Du Weiguo, nicknamed the King of Hell, really didn't scream randomly. This guy was really capable of tossing people around.

There is no wind and the waves are three feet, but there is wind and the waves are thousands of feet!

He is extremely good at causing trouble and will retaliate. No matter where he goes, he will be followed by death, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and heads rolling in. The Big Fox has seen such a plague of evil spirits for hundreds of years.

Du Weiguo didn't realize it, and spoke in the vernacular with great joy:

"I'm not going to bother you, Hu Da. I'm asking you, do you want to follow me and eat all the delicacies in the world, drink all the fine wines in the world, and smoke all the good cigarettes in the world?"

Upon hearing this, the big fox immediately raised her eyebrows. This was a move she had recently learned from Du Weiguo:

"How is it?"

Du Weiguo chuckled with a teasing tone:

"How about it? I'm telling you, Great Immortal, these things all require money, and anything related to beauty and happiness is extremely expensive! If I don't pay bills to make money, how can I have money to enjoy it?"

Miss Hu is not that easy to fool:

"Nonsense! There's obviously a lot of money and gold here, so why would you sacrifice the near and the far away, Du Da, it's obvious that you want to cause trouble, and you like it~"

The big fox stopped talking abruptly and held the word killing in his throat. Du Weiguo helplessly pursed his lips and said in a sigh:

"Hu Da, I'm not a murderer, and I don't like killing. And I'm not going to kill anyone today. Of course, if they are looking for death, that's a different matter."

At this time, he had arrived in the kitchen. Du Weiguo crushed the cigarette butts, lit a fire and boiled water, and continued:

"I wasn't lying when I said we were going to make money. There is indeed a lot of banknotes and gold in this base, but we are traveling far away, how much can we take with us?"

Du Weiguo threw the rice and meat into the pot quickly and roughly, and clapped his hands:

"Besides, we are going to Xiangjiang soon. Rather than being unknown, it is better to be famous. This lawless place where the three are not involved is very suitable for making a name for ourselves."

The big fox's eyes flickered, and he tilted his head and thought about it:

"Duda, we actually don't need to be too extravagant, and we don't need to feast on delicious food and big fish and meat every day. I think it's better not to cause trouble. It's better to do less than to do more.

Now that you have left the land of China, although the tiger has returned to the mountains and the flying dragon is flying in the sky, at the same time you have become a rootless duckweed and you have made too many enemies, which is not right after all!"

"Hahaha!"

The big fox's words were so precise and precise that she looked like a calm and experienced military advisor. Du Weiguo was immediately amused by her and laughed loudly, and joked with great interest:

"Hey, I didn't realize it. It turns out that our Aunt Hu Daxian is a military advisor who is knowledgeable about world affairs and has insight into people's hearts. Counselor Hu, you've learned a lesson~"

But when he said this, Du Weiguo's expression suddenly turned gloomy. He used to make fun of Yang Caiyu because of the staff officer. Thinking of Yang Caiyu who was suffering, Du Weiguo's heart felt like a knife.

The big fox has been floating around the world for hundreds of years and is very good at observing people's words and expressions. When he saw Du Weiguo's frown and desolate expression, he knew that he was reminiscing about the past, so he wisely closed his mouth and said nothing more.

At the zenith of the moon, in the rain forest, insects and frogs chirped, and there was an unknown town about 60 kilometers away from the southwest of the Eight Hundred Dragon Camp.

On the outskirts of the town, there are more than a dozen villages and four military camps, surrounding a group of buildings in the middle like stars over the moon.

In fact, it is nothing more than dozens of stilted buildings and tower buildings, but the rules are relatively neat and the area is larger. This is Kun Tsa's hometown.

There is actually a place name here, called Nongliang Town. Through interrogating Huo Qing yesterday, Du Weiguo had a general understanding of the current situation in the triangle area.

Kunza is not the only one now, he also has a mortal enemy named Luo, who is also a small warlord and is known as General Luo.

Now, Kun Tsa's men are constantly in conflict with General Luo's forces, and a war is imminent. This battle will determine who is the real master of the Triangle.

At this juncture, Ba Bailong, who had been working closely with him before and helped him eliminate countless obstacles, went out of his way and actually came into contact with General Luo.

In fact, Lilong's approach is easy to understand and understandable. It's just that both parties place bets and wait for the price to be sold.

But he ignored a very important factor, and that was Du Weiguo, the evil god who could defeat the Eight Hundred Dragons by himself.

After receiving Lilong's request for help, Kuncha, as a generational hero, made a decisive decision without hesitation and directly dispatched a brigade (reinforcement battalion) of troops, together with a mortar squadron.

In an attempt to eliminate the Eight Hundred Dragons together with Du Weiguo.

To him, these strangers were all unstable factors, existences that were like a thorn in his flesh and must be eradicated. How could Kunza miss such a God-given opportunity?

I bet this is a must-have trait for every hero!

However, at this moment, Kun Tsa was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, confused and frightened.

Because he lost the bet.

He had received the exact news at noon yesterday. The troops he had sent out earlier had been defeated by the enemy without even showing their faces.

Through the dictation of some defeated soldiers, Kun Za had already roughly sketched the image of Du Weiguo, the evil god, in his mind.

With his own strength, he destroyed the Eight Hundred Dragons. After that, he casually slaughtered the artillery squadron and defeated the infantry brigade.

Such a person is, simply put, invincible in the world and cannot be defeated by human power.

In the face of death, no one can be calm. This is an unbreakable truth, and Kuncha cannot do it, not to mention that he is only 33 years old, young, strong, powerful, and rich all over the world.

He doesn't want to die.

His lair is fully armed, and the number of patrolling and guarding personnel has increased four times compared to usual. It can be said that there is one post for every three steps, and one sentry for every five steps.

But even so, Kun Tsa still felt like a thorn in his back, restless, and even his cigar-smoking fingers were trembling slightly.

Kunza did not return to his residence. His wife and children were nowhere to be found. He did not want to involve his family. He still stayed in the place where he usually works and holds meetings. Let us reluctantly call it the meeting hall.

It was a fairly spacious wooden house with stilts, with two rooms inside and one outside. The outside room was a place similar to a meeting, and the inside room was Kun Tsai's office.

At this time, Kunsha was sitting beside the tea table in a daze.

"boom!"

Suddenly a gunshot rang out in the camp, tearing the silent night to pieces. Kunza was frightened, jumped up suddenly, picked up the ak on the tea table, and looked nervous.

However, after the gunshot, there was nothing more. The camp was noisy for a while, and then it became quiet again. Kunza quickly walked to the outside door and shouted loudly:

"Lisha, what happened? Who shot?"

Outside the door, Kunza's guard captain Laisha replied in a calm tone:

"General, there was a soldier just now. When he was changing the guard, his cigarette accidentally went off."

Kunca was very angry, his face was livid, and he roared: "Mader, take him and kill him!"

"yes!"

Lesha outside the door responded calmly. A moment later, a gunshot was heard in the distance, and Lesha's voice sounded again:

"General, the erring soldier has implemented military law."

"Hmph, this is just killing one person to serve as a warning to others. Lesha, please cheer up those who are responsible for the night watch. Anyone who makes a mistake again will be shot!"

Kuncha's tone was sharp and left no room for argument. Although Laisha outside the door frowned and had a strange look on her face, she still responded in a deep voice:

"Yes, General."

Lesha has a rigid character and does things strictly. At the same time, he considers himself a professional soldier and a soldier, and it is his bounden duty to obey orders.

Kun Za walked back to the study angrily, threw the rifle on the tea table with a bang, and was about to reach out to pick up the tea cup and take a drink of water, but his movements suddenly froze.

In his study, near the corner, a handsome and outrageous young man appeared at some point.

The young man was tall, handsome and handsome, with a slight smile on his lips and a pair of deep eyes, like black holes, which seemed to be able to see into people's souls.

At this moment, the young man had a drum-style AKM hanging on his shoulder, but he was not holding it in his hand. He didn't even hold any weapon in his hand.

However, it was as if a restraining spell had been cast on Kun Tsa. His body was stiff, trembling slightly, breaking out in cold sweat, and he didn't even dare to move. He had already guessed who this person was.

If you dare to move, you will definitely die!

Du Weiguo spoke, his voice was very nice, deep, rich, full of magnetism, with a hint of joking:

"Kuncha, your camp is so well-defended tonight and there is a roar of wind and thunder. Are you trying to guard against me?"
To be continued...