Chapter 749 So what if we are enemies of the world?

Author: Hair loss old dog

Chapter 749 So what if we are enemies of the world?

Behind the Beihan Mountain Haunted Villa, on a thick pine tree about 30 meters away, Du Weiguo was steadily holding a specially customized drum silencer AKM.

He gently rubbed the trigger with his finger, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said to himself with a playful expression:

"What are you doing? This tall and thick guy must be Yuye Butcher. Why is he so stupid and motionless? Is it because of a sudden cramp?"

Behind the bushes in front of the villa, Turgenev, who had been raising his fist high, did not wave it forward after all, giving an attack command.

The strong sense of danger piercing his back froze him into a statue. The moment his arm fell, it was the moment of his death. There was no suspense. This was Turgenev's only remaining thought at this moment.

After a moment, under the extremely surprised eyes of all his men, Turgenev slowly retracted his fist and made a warning gesture.

Immediately, he handed the Uzi submachine gun to a subordinate beside him, and threw the pistol on his waist to the ground.

After doing this, Turgenev slowly took off his hood, slowly straightened up, and strode towards the villa alone.

As he walked, he raised his hands and shouted at the villa:

"Mr. Wesley, I am Turgenev. I want to talk to you. I am unarmed."

His voice is very rich, and he speaks English, which is a bit stumbling, with a strong accent, and a typical Russian pronunciation. Based on this alone, he cannot be a spy.

There was silence. Turgenev kept walking until he reached the dark door of the villa, then stopped, and continued to shout with his neck stretched out:

"Mr. Wesley, I don't mean any harm, I want to be with you~"

"Okay, stop shouting and come in."

In the dark doorway, a deep man's voice suddenly sounded, and at the same time, a tall and tall figure appeared vaguely, interrupting his call.

Turgenev was horrified and his pupils shrank violently. You must know that he was very energetic and stared at the situation inside the door without blinking, but he didn't even see how Du Weiguo appeared.

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Although the visibility at the moment was limited, Turgenev, who was gifted and experienced in many battles, was a sharpshooter with sharp eyes and extraordinary vision at a distance.

But even so, he still didn't know where Du Weiguo came from or how he came there. He seemed to appear out of thin air.

However, Turgenev is no ordinary cannon. After experiencing countless trials of blood and fire, his mind has long been as solid as a rock.

He was only stunned for a moment, then quickly collected his thoughts and walked towards the villa without hesitation.

The first floor of the villa, which used to be the living room, is now empty. Not to mention the sofa, even the window frames and wires have been removed and it is a mess.

At this moment, Du Weiguo was leaning against the wall lazily with his hands empty, with a calm expression and a casual tone:

"Tell me, what do you want to talk about?"

Turgenev was also an old man who had seen the storm and had a delicate mind. He looked around:

"Mr. Wesley, that Masonic lackey who can manipulate metal, is he also locked up here?"

Although his sentence was simple, the amount of information contained in it was not small at all, which fully proved his intelligence gathering ability and pointed out his position.

Freemasonry is deeply rooted and powerful, but at present, looking at the entire European and American regions, I am afraid that its weakest power is probably in the Soviet Union.

The Mao Xiong is a warlike nation and is naturally strong-willed. Moreover, it has a vast land and abundant resources, and is completely self-sufficient. Therefore, even the invincible stick of capital cannot be wielded in the short term.

However, later on, this situation was eventually reversed, and we in China, forget it, it’s a bit far-fetched, let’s return to the present.

Du Weiguo nodded and admitted in a bachelor manner: "That's right, this place only imprisons him, Paul King is not here."

Turgenev's face did not show a look of frustration, as if he had expected it. He scratched his head, grinned, and actually made a joke:

"Oh, let me make a long story short. There are still several shrapnel in my body. I don't want to be operated on suddenly."

Hehe, he is worthy of being the Butcher on a Rainy Night. He is a true gentleman despite his reputation. He insists on his inner qualities. He talks and laughs happily, and is quite humorous. Du Weiguo also laughed:

"Yes, you still have a lot of metal parts on your body. Once he wakes up, we will all die, so you should speak frankly."

Turgenev nodded, his expression suddenly changed, and his tone immediately became serious:

"Okay, Mr. Wesley, I know your origin very well. I think our enemies are common. I don't understand why you are sparing no effort to help the enemy now?"

Du Weiguo had guessed that he would say this early on. In fact, his identity was an open secret in the secret service circle.

The reason why he did not hide his name, change his appearance, and even deliberately make some noise from time to time was because Du Weiguo did it on purpose.

The purpose is also to scare away the people and make some people with ulterior motives in Sijiu City avoid touching Du Weiguo's close friends and close friends.

Turgenev was from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, so he naturally knew Du Weiguo's identity. However, it was a daydream to use national justice to suppress him.

Du Weiguo smacked his lips and said in an unhurried tone:

"Yes, Turgenev, we do have a common enemy now, but we are not friends, are we?

And I am not helping Bald Eagle now. As for MI6 getting the blueprints, and you getting them, from my standpoint, there is no difference."

Turgenev's brows furrowed and his eyes flickered. His appearance was very ferocious, and there was a hideous scar on his face that almost ran through his entire face, like an evil ghost.

"Mr. Wesley, I heard that you are now a free mercenary and work for money. We can also discuss the price."

Good guy, coercion is no substitute for inducement. Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, sneered, and said in a ruthless tone:

"Yes, I am indeed a freelance mercenary, working for money, but besides money, I also care more about my mood.

Reina from the Sixth Office has a plump figure and a beautiful face. In addition to the generous reward, she can also sleep with me. As for you, I'm sorry, but I refuse to cooperate."

Seeing that Du Weiguo was playing tricks on him, Turgenev's face turned completely gloomy, his eyes revealed a fierce look, and he secretly looked around from the corner of his eyes.

Anger arises from the heart, evil arises from the courage!

Turgenev was not a good-tempered guy, with a radical personality and cruel methods. He always adhered to the philosophy of not beeping if he could do it, and liked to solve problems simply and crudely.

Moreover, what he was best at was not shooting, but close combat without restrictions. Seeing Du Weiguo empty-handed and less than 3 meters away from him, Turgenev had murderous intentions.

Du Weiguo glanced at him contemptuously, slowly took out his cigarette case, pulled out a cigarette, struck a match and lit it, and said in a faint tone:

"What's wrong? Turgenev, if the negotiation fails and you want to launch a surprise attack, okay, I'll illuminate it for you."

It's not that Du Weiguo pretends to be a big man, but he is really confident. Even though Turgenev has experienced hundreds of battles, killed many people, and has extraordinary skills, he is still an ordinary person after all.

No matter how hard he tried, Du Weiguo had 100% confidence that he could kill him in an instant, just like Tyson at his peak facing a 2-year-old child.

Turgenev's eyes were heavy, and suddenly a plan came to his mind, and he changed the subject:

"Mr. Wesley, I am very sincere. Aren't you planning a big plan with Natasha right now?"

Turgenev's voice stopped suddenly, and in the darkness, Du Weiguo appeared beside him like lightning in an instant, pinching his shoulders at a speed that he could not resist.

Du Weiguo's hands were like vise made of steel, and they suddenly exerted force the moment they put them on his shoulders.

Turgenev felt that half of his body was numb and unconscious, while the other half was so weak that he could not even lift his hand.

This was not the legendary acupuncture technique, but Du Weiguo's extremely precise pinching of his brachial plexus, which was called numbness in the vernacular.

At this moment, Turgenev's eyes were full of horror, and his liver and gallbladder were split. It was too fast! It was so fast that he didn't even see how Du Weiguo moved and was restrained.

There is nothing wrong with saying that the only martial arts in the world is fast and unbreakable.

In fact, before actually facing Du Weiguo, Turgenev had always been a little scornful of the so-called evil god, thinking that it was just that.

After all, he is also a ruthless person with extraordinary talents. In his long fighting experience, he has killed all kinds of powerful characters.

But when he actually faced Du Weiguo, he realized how much weight this evil god's name held, and that he didn't even have the slightest chance of winning.

Not to mention that Turgenev was frightened out of his wits, Du Weiguo put more force on his hands at this moment, his eyes were sharp and his tone was cold:

"Turgenev, how much do you know about Natasha and I's plan? How many people know about this plan besides you?"

Turgenev was also a tough guy. His eyes were red with pain and sweat broke out on his forehead, but he held his neck and answered word by word:

"Shen God, if you have the guts, kill me. I can guarantee that your plan will fail. You will die in Indonesia, and your family members in Sijiu City will also not escape death."

When the scales were revealed, Du Weiguo's expression suddenly changed. He could no longer control the boiling evil spirit. This fool actually dared to threaten his family.

Not to mention that he was just a director of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, threatening Yang Caiyu, even if they were the Minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs of Mao Xiong, Du Weiguo would still kill him. So what if he was the enemy of the world?

The corner of Du Weiguo's mouth curled up at this moment, filled with murderous intent, and his tone was as cold as the wind of the Nine Netherworld:

"Okay, hard bones, yes, okay, then let me see how hard your rainy night butcher's bones are."

"Click~~"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of cracking sounds like firecrackers in the dark room, and an extremely depressing muffled sound, which sounded extremely intrusive.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning hits the earth, the woods around the villa have become a purgatory on earth.

Turgenev brought a total of 17 men, and at this moment, without exception, all of them had their heads pierced by the evil shuttle.

In the cold winter, the brains and blood have solidified, but the pungent smell of blood is extremely strong and nauseating.

What's even more terrifying is that from time to time in the lonely villa, there is an inhuman scream, like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.

The assassination plan of the Kingdom of Thousand Islands is a big deal, and now it has been leaked. Du Weiguo must get to the bottom of it.

The real reason that prompted him to kill was that Turgenev was so audacious that he dared to threaten his family.

Yang Caiyu is Du Weiguo's rival, and this will never change. The most terrifying thing is that Turgenev represents the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which is a bear.
To be continued...