Chapter 680 Calculation

Author: Hair loss old dog

Chapter 680 Calculation

"Interpol?"

Du Weiguo was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly. To be honest, he was very unfamiliar with the organization Interpol and had never dealt with it before.

If I had known it earlier, it was 1966 and this organization had not entered China at all, so Du Weiguo would naturally not have access to it.

The guy named James in front of me seemed to have been shot twice in the body last night, and was later stunned by the explosion of a rocket launcher and fainted on the spot.

At that time, Du Weiguo was too lazy to talk to him. He didn't expect that this guy had a lot of energy and actually came to his door so quickly.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Du Weiguo blocked the door with an expressionless face and a stiff tone. The handsome middle-aged man named James smiled bitterly, showing a painful and helpless expression:

"Mr. Wesley, you don't have to be so reclusive. I don't mean any harm. I also know that you and those damn pirates are not the same group.

If it hadn't been for your generous action last night, I would have died in the Queen's Ballroom, but I still got hit twice and my body hurts badly. Can I go in and sit down to chat with you?"

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little disgusted in his heart. He did not want to get involved in these unknown troubles, and said in a cold tone:

"In that case, what do you want to talk to me about? I'm not familiar with you."

After saying that, Du Weiguo was about to close the door to see off the guests. James quickly blocked the door with his hand and said in an impatient tone:

"Mr. Wesley, you don't want the local police to bother you endlessly and even restrict your travel?"

Upon hearing these threatening words, Du Weiguo couldn't help but frown, and his evil aura rose up. Since leaving the country, he has fought bloody battles and killed countless people. His temper has indeed become more violent recently.

However, Du Weiguo pondered for a moment, and finally suppressed his anger, opened the door, and said in a dull tone:

"come in."

A hint of subtle cunning flashed through James's eyes, and he followed Du Weiguo into the room with a smile on his face.

Seeing the mysterious fox sitting on the sofa, James sincerely admired:

"What a beautiful firefox, Mr. Wesley, is this your pet?"

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and exhaled the smoke heavily. He was too lazy to talk nonsense and said in a very impatient tone:

"If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. We're not familiar with each other. Why are you so polite?"

Du Weiguo's tone was unkind, but James was not angry either. He covered the wound on his shoulder, sat down slowly, and muttered in a pitiful tone:

"Fortunately, I brought a bulletproof steel plate with me last night, otherwise I would have been responsible. Mr. Wesley, I was lucky enough to see you take action last night. It was like a god coming down to earth."

This James is a nubuck type player, similar to Guo Hanhong. He is very thick-skinned and will never stop sticking with him. Du Weiguo said angrily:

"Just tell me the important point, otherwise I will see you off."

"OK, OK"

James raised his hands and shrugged his shoulders with some difficulty:

"Mr. Wesley, this is how it is. We at Interpol want to hire you to help rescue Colonel Shrek who was kidnapped by pirates?"

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo laughed angrily and said in a joking tone:

"Hire me to fight pirates? Rescue that fat yellow-haired gorilla? James, are you kidding me?"

"Um?"

James was stunned for a moment, then reacted, with a smile on his lips:

"Yellow-haired gorilla? Uh, yes, he is Colonel Shrek. He is the deputy commander of the Pattaya Army Base and our rescue target this time."

Du Weiguo sneered and said in a cold tone:

"Ha! He is your rescue target. James, do you think I will be short of money? Will I fight against the pirates for some reward?"

James changed his playful expression at this time and said seriously:

"Mr. Wesley, I know you are not short of money. You are a great hero who single-handedly eliminated the cancer of Eight Hundred Dragons.

He severely beat up Kuncha's men, killed General Luo, a drug lord with a long history of crimes, and then killed Brother Tai, a flour broker, in Bangkok."

James knew Du Weiguo's deeds in the Triangle and Bangkok very well, and he also spoke authentic Mandarin.

From then on, various measures demonstrated his means and abilities, but Du Weiguo remained expressionless and unwavering.

Interpol is always keeping an eye on the flour line, so there are probably a lot of nails buried in the triangle.

Du Weiguo made so much noise there and did not deliberately hide his actions, so they were not surprised when they found out.

Du Weiguo's tone was light:

"Mr. James, do you speak Chinese well?"

"Mr. Wesley, I am of mixed Chinese and French descent. My mother is from Qindao, Shandong Province. I have learned Chinese since I was a child. I also have a Chinese name called Zhou Zhensheng."

"oh."

Du Weiguo just made a perfunctory sound without comment and said nothing further.

It's just that, what's the point of getting close to me for nothing? Don't say that you are just a mixed-race gangster. Even if you are a fellow countryman of mine, you can't get away with it for free.

James stole a glance at Du Weiguo and saw that he was unmoved and not discouraged. He organized his words and continued to be seductive:

"Mr. Wesley, you may not know that this group of pirates entrenched in Songkhla are heinous criminals with blood on their hands.

In the past three years, they have committed a total of 167 murders, hijacked no less than a hundred merchant ships, massacred several villages and markets, and the number of victims has been no less than a thousand."

James seemed to have transformed into a holy preacher at this moment, his tone was full of compassion, and his voice was heavy:

"Last night, at the Queen's Ballroom on 6th Street, you experienced it firsthand. These beasts have no humanity at all. They are cruel and vicious. They kill everyone on sight, and there are countless victims~"

"Pfft~"

Du Weiguo couldn't bear it any longer. He laughed directly and waved his hand to interrupt his chant:

"James, stop it. You shouldn't be an Interpol police officer. You should be a pastor, lecturer or something like that. There is definitely a future.

But I am neither the Holy Mother of Mercy nor the Almighty God, and I am not interested in such work as a savior."

"But when you were in the Triangle, you were eliminated~" James still wanted to argue.

"stop!"

Du Weiguo stretched out a finger and shook it gently, with a cold tone:

"I killed the Eight Hundred Dragons and attacked Kuncha because they took the initiative to provoke me. Well, I got paid for sniping General Luo.

But you Interpol police officers are so poor that you definitely can’t afford this price. I also want to have breakfast, James, please pay me!"

Du Weiguo stretched out his hand in the direction of the door and made a gesture of invitation, with sharp eyes and a firm expression.

James' expression changed again and again, and he finally stood up slowly and dejectedly, speaking in a sincere tone:

"Mr. Wesley, I kindly ask you to think about it again~"

"Please, please, James, your injury is not healed yet, please pay more attention to rest~"

Du Weiguo gently pushed him out of the door, and closed the door with force, cursing and muttering:

"Damn, you really want to give me a free ticket, go ahead and live your mother's childhood dream! Rescue the American colonel, I'm sorry, I didn't kill him with my own hands last night, it's a good thing for his ancestors!"

The big fox stretched his waist and said in a lazy tone:

"Duda, stop talking nonsense and order food, I'm hungry!"

Du Weiguo's brows jumped up and he said angrily:

"Hungry, hungry, you know how to eat every day. Hu Da, you are a fox fairy, not a pig with a hyena. Can you be more reserved? How do you know how to eat?"

The big fox suddenly exploded and stood up, its beautiful big eyes shining with light:

"Du Weiguo, if you dare, say it again!"

"Huh? What's the matter? Hu Da, do you still want to practice? Literary or martial arts?"

Du Weiguo gently glanced at the big fox with the corner of his eyes, his tone was joking, and the dark Jiuyou Suo stretched out a small section silently from the sleeves.

A trace of fear flashed through the big dark red eyes of the big fox, and he suddenly woke up, stopped, and slowly sat down again, muttering softly:

"He bullies the weak, is arrogant and unreasonable, is arrogant and extravagant, is a pervert, and is a reckless man~"

"Ha~"

Du Weiguo sneered, ignored the big fox, and went back to the room alone to make a phone call to order food. In fact, he was also hungry.

When the hotel waiter was delivering the food, Du Weiguo saw the Siamese patrol policemen at the door reappearing.

I don't know where I borrowed some chairs. I sat with my back straight, not squinting, and guarded Du Weiguo's door. No need to ask, this must be one of James' tactics.

"Tch! This guy named James is really a dog-skin plaster, and his ghost is still there."

Du Weiguo curled his lips and was too lazy to talk to them. After eating breakfast, Du Weiguo glanced at the blue sea and sky outside, and said in a lazy tone:

"Hu Da, don't you want to see the sea? How about I take you to the beach?"
To be continued...