Late at night, in Forty-Nine City, it was raining heavily and dark clouds covered the moon.
In a single-family house in the south of the city, a study room with simple furnishings and unpretentiousness was filled with smoke.
The old leader stretched out his hand and pressed his sore and swollen temples, gently knocked on the table, and said in a dull tone:
"Hu Fei, stop smoking now. It's so smoky. Do you want to send me away early?"
Hu Fei, who was sitting opposite him, frowned and said nothing. He quickly put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray. The old man raised his head and glanced at him, his tone a little unhappy:
"You have quite a temper, Hu Fei. How did the contacts on Hong Kong Island arrange this beheading operation?
Why did Du Weiguo reveal his identity as soon as he arrived in Hong Kong? We had to kill him directly? Has he already rebelled?"
The old man's three fatal questions were very sharp, and almost every time they struck, they hit Hu Fei's heart accurately.
His originally unattractive face had now become extremely gloomy, his eyebrows were drooping, and his tone was very low:
"Old leader, I take full responsibility for this matter. Hong Kong Island and us are separated by mountains and seas, and the communication of information is not smooth. The environment there is complicated, and arrogance and luxury are prevalent, so I made an oversight~"
"boom!"
As soon as he heard this, the old man became angry. He slapped the desk hard and yelled in a low voice:
"Excuses! They are all excuses, Hu Fei. It is obvious that you are now in a high position and have become arrogant and blind!
You are responsible, how can you be responsible? As soon as Du Weiguo landed on the island, he was directly exposed, and his secret infiltration became a big joke."
The old man was merciless and let go of Hu Fei's fig leaf. Hu Fei, a 50-year-old man, was so embarrassed by the old man that he couldn't even fart.
The old man's anger was still lingering, so he rolled his eyes at him fiercely and continued to curse:
Du Weiguo, this bastard, is also bold and acts without any scruples.
This kid just let loose his hands and feet on Hong Kong Island and went on a killing spree, killing all of Bai Jian's overseas buyers!
Now Hong Kong Island has turned into a war zone very quickly. Even that person asked me personally today, tell me, how are you responsible for the current situation?"
Hu Fei was scolded by the old man like a third grandson, his brows were knitted into a big knot, his face was so gloomy that it almost dripped water, he lowered his head and said nothing.
"What? I've said a few words to you, but you're still not convinced?"
Hu Fei then raised his head and said in a dry tone: "No, no, old leader, I, I am convinced."
The old man snorted angrily:
"Humph, Hu Fei, this department of yours is now like a broken sieve, leaking air from all sides. Don't expand its scale recently. It's time to do a good self-examination."
"yes!"
Hu Fei knew that he was in the wrong, so he lowered his eyebrows and looked down upon her, like an angry little daughter-in-law.
The old man picked up the tea cup in front of him, took a sip of tea, and calmed down his emotions:
"Hu Fei, did Du Weiguo ask you for instructions in advance before launching specific actions this time?"
Upon hearing this, Hu Fei's eyes suddenly flashed, and his tone became a little anxious:
"Leader, Du Weiguo is now alone overseas with no one to rely on. He can only act according to the opportunity.
He has no conditions at all to get in touch with us right now, and the situation is extremely critical and there is no need to delay!
That’s why he chose to take action directly and use the most brutal and effective way to interrupt Bai Jian’s deal~"
Upon hearing this, the old man raised his white eyebrows, waved his hand impatiently, and interrupted him in an unusually annoyed tone:
"Okay, okay, what are you thinking about? Do you know how to protect the calf? Why is Du Weiguo not one of mine?"
Hu Fei was stunned for a moment, his tone became a little hesitant, and he asked tentatively:
"Old leader, what do you mean?"
The old man's always sullen face now revealed a smile. He rolled his eyes at him angrily and said in a teasing tone:
"Ha! That guy praised your baby Du Weiguo today, saying that he did a great job on Hong Kong Island this time and showed our prestige and evil spirit.
Those monsters, monsters, monsters and monsters that have an undying desire to destroy me should be struck down with thunder and lightning!"
Hu Fei's generous face turned red, and his tone was very excited:
"Leader, you mean that Du Weiguo this time~"
The old man curled his lips and his tone became a little sad:
"Oh, everything is unpredictable. This time Du Weiguo made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, but he just met the wishes of his superiors."
Hu Fei also had a wry smile on his face, shook his head unconsciously, and sighed secretly, I really don't understand!
Mysterious and mysterious!
At the same time, Hong Kong Island, thousands of miles away, was in Sheung Wan.
In a small villa with a quiet environment, several capable men in suits were sitting upright around a table.
These men have very distinctive looks. They almost all have square faces, high cheekbones, small eyes, and single eyelids.
In this era, plastic surgery technology, known as the top three evil arts in Asia, is still immature, and their racial characteristics are clearly visible.
The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat solemn.
One of the men with a scar on his face glanced at the faces of the others present, and his tone was a little hesitant:
"Director, now the intelligence bases in Japan, the United States, and the Gulf have all been wiped out in one day.
It’s not eviction, nor is it a threat, it’s just uprooting without any warning, leaving no chicken or dog behind!
The people sent over there this time are ruthless in their methods and their attitude is extremely tough. Do we really want to wade into this troubled waters?"
The headmaster is a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and a serious smile.
He has good looks and is considered the best-looking among these men, but his hair loss is a bit severe, which ruins his overall aura.
Several long locks of hair extend from one side of the head to the other, but they are too sparse and cannot cover the white scalp.
It looks a little sad and a little funny.
His voice was thick and dirty:
"Xiba, now is a rare opportunity. That stupid pig Smith has been killed, and no one will tell us what to do for the time being.
The United States and Japan have also temporarily withdrawn from this competition, and no one can control our actions now.
No matter what, no matter what the price, we must get what Bai Jian has in his hands. By then, we will have made unparalleled achievements and become heroes of the great country!"
The headmaster was enthusiastically inciting, but the scarred face frowned slightly, subconsciously licked his lips, and his tone was a little weak:
"Director, the person sent over there this time is a ruthless person. I have already personally inspected the site at Repulse Bay.
9 special agents, 2 military dogs, all killed with one knife, all killed, not a single one left, let’s~”
Upon hearing this, the director's face immediately turned red, he smoothed his poor hair with his hand, and shouted excitedly:
"Deputy Minister, are you scared? This is a great achievement. Don't you know how valuable the things in Bai Jian's hands are?
I have already applied for support from the National Intelligence Bureau headquarters, and they will arrive at noon tomorrow. By then, we will work hard and make great achievements~"
The director was impassioned, but Scarface didn't buy it. He lowered his head silently and didn't speak. The director glanced at him with an unkind expression and said in a deep voice:
"Deputy Minister, you immediately activate all your connections. No matter what, you must find this Bai Jian. We will pay you whatever it takes! This is an order!"
Scarface raised his head and glanced at him, and finally replied helplessly:
"yes!"
This is the consistent characteristic of their tribe. The water is shallow, there are many turtles, the temple demons are strong, and they always like to dream of snakes swallowing elephants.
How shameless!
In another location, Japan Island Country, on a certain mountain, hidden among the jungle, there is a temple-like dojo.
In one of the elegant and quiet Zen rooms.
An old man with a solemn face and snow-white beard and hair was sitting on the floor with his eyes closed. Behind him, there was a gorgeous yellow chrysanthemum picture.
At this time, a terrifying man with an unusually tall stature and an aura like a wild beast walked in quietly from outside.
Kneeling in front of the old man, he bowed and said respectfully:
"Master, that Wesley has appeared on Hong Kong Island again!"
As soon as he heard this, the old man opened his eyes suddenly. The light was shining in the dark room, but there was no trace of the old man's appearance.
The old man’s voice was unusually deep and deep, as captivating as a euphonium:
"Sangmu, are you sure?"
The man, who was like a beast, was kneeling on the floor with his whole body, as if worshiping a god, and his tone was extremely pious:
"Hi, Master, I'm very sure."
The old man slowly stood up, his eyes dark, and he thought for a moment:
"Yo Xi, Sang Mu, this time you will personally lead the team to Hong Kong Island and bring Jiuyousuo back at any cost. In addition, I also want his head on his neck."
"Hi!"
Sangmu bowed his head respectfully and agreed. After kneeling down again, he stood up slowly and exited the Zen room silently.
After walking out of the room, he subconsciously stuck out his long tongue, licked his lips, showed an indescribable cruel smile, and murmured to himself:
"After three years, I can finally go down the mountain, no matter what the cost, hehehe~"
Du Weiguo, who was so charming on the fishing boat, naturally did not know that what he did on Hong Kong Island was not only muddying the water, but also setting off a tsunami, with clouds moving in all directions and wind and rain gathering.
At this time, Du Weiguo was enjoying the exotic and gentle countryside.
There was a quilt spread on the floor of the cabin, and Reina lay on Du Weiguo's body dripping with sweat like a Persian cat.
Her voice was slightly hoarse, with a hint of charm:
"Wesley, please tell me, what do you want to do next?"
Du Weiguo was lying on the quilt, with a cigarette in his mouth, and he blew out a long puff of smoke into the sky with a lazy tone:
"Reina, you are a local snake in Hong Kong Island with great powers. Since we have agreed to be honest and sincere with each other, we must cooperate with you sincerely.
Then you can help analyze the current situation now and tell me, what good suggestions do you have?"
Reina's beautiful green eyes rolled up, she rolled her eyes at him, and said angrily:
"Hmph! You are really a cunning man!
In the current situation, you were ruthless and fierce with no inhibitions, especially when you killed Smith without any hesitation, which should have shocked some forces.
These stinky rats in the gutter don't know what's going on, and they don't know the depth, so in the short term, they should stay dormant and choose to wait and see.
According to my idea, I think we should mobilize all our forces now to uncover the truth while they are in a daze. To do this, I can put pressure on the Hong Kong Island police."
Upon hearing this, the corners of Du Weiguo's mouth slightly raised, he had found a treasure. The power of this unintentionally kidnapped woman was beyond imagination.
Du Weiguo gently rubbed her smooth back and said in a teasing tone:
"Reina, don't make trouble! This Bai Jian, he is a top expert, if he has the intention to hide it.
According to his methods, he will never be found out. As for the Hong Kong police, haha, let’s not mention it~”
Du Weiguo's meaning is very clear. Experts like Bai Jian and those of the Hong Kong police cannot even touch him!
In fact, what he said was a bit against his will. He just didn't want to involve the police, which would be tantamount to showing off.
Such behavior is very easy to attract criticism and criticism after returning to Sijiu City. It's hard to explain.
Reina curled her lips in dissatisfaction and muttered in a low voice: "Wesley, what do you think we should do?"
Du Weiguo flicked the cigarette butt away, turned over and hugged Reina, speaking in a friendly tone:
"Reina, you are familiar with all the forces in Hong Kong Island. Do you think, under the current circumstances, if he is eager to cash in, which of the remaining companies he is most likely to contact?"
Du Weiguo suppressed Reina's hair, and she arched his chest with her head, adjusted to a relatively comfortable position, and teased in a joking tone:
"Wesley, are you the God of Death? According to your wishes, should we continue to kill all the way? Kill all the potential sellers entrenched in Hong Kong Island?"
Du Weiguo sneered and made no secret of it:
"Hmm, Reina, to tell you the truth, before I met you, this was indeed my plan.
I don't use any skills, just go all the way. I will kill anyone who wants to do business, and kill all these cows, ghosts, gods and snakes!
But now that I have you, I also want to be more elegant and relaxed. I think now we can wait and wait~"
Lei Na in Du Weiguo's arms felt a chill for no reason. The man in front of her was so vicious.
Of course Reina understood what he meant, but doing so was tantamount to tying her directly to the chariot.
From Reyna's point of view, this is not a wonderful choice, but does she still have the right to choose now?
The next day, early in the morning, it started pouring rain on Hong Kong Island.
The entire island is covered with rainwater and spreads together with the sea, like a water world.
Moran was sitting on the sofa, glued to the phone, holding a slender lady's cigarette in his hand, staring at the rain outside the window in a daze.
God does not care about his home!
Zhao Yingnan hurriedly ran in from the outside, with rain still hanging on his head and face, and the clothes on his body were soaked.
She ran to Moran, slammed a stack of newspapers on the coffee table, gritted her teeth, and said in an angry tone:
"Mo Lan, has Du Weiguo come to Xiangjiang again?"
Moran glanced at her lightly and said in a very calm tone:
"Well, yes, he's here again."
Zhao Yingnan's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and asked word by word:
"Where is he?"
Moran curled his lips, took a puff of cigarette, and said in a teasing tone:
"how could I know?"
Zhao Yingnan stared at Mo Lan fiercely and roared angrily:
"Molan, you lied to me. You were away for a day and a night. Were you with him?"
Moran looked at her, without hesitation, and nodded calmly, his tone still calm:
"Yes, I am with him."
Tears instantly slipped out of his eyes, blurring his vision. Zhao Yingnan was so angry that he trembled all over and bit his lip to prevent himself from crying.
Moran glanced at her, threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, sighed secretly, and stood up:
"Zhao Yingnan, what are you feeling wronged about? He is not looking for me because he misses me, nor is he looking for me to complain about an old relationship.
He is currently performing a top-secret mission and is at the end of his rope, so he has no choice but to borrow my information."
Zhao Yingnan wiped away her tears with a sad tone:
"Mo Lan, please stop deceiving me with these lies. You hide at home every day and don't dare to go out. What else can you get from me?
Du Weiguo, this bastard, he clearly doesn’t want to see me! He is deliberately avoiding me!"
Moran sneered and said in a joking tone:
"Zhao Yingnan, are you a pig? Don't you understand the nature of Du Weiguo's work? Do you think he sneaked into Hong Kong secretly to have a tryst with me?"
Zhao Yingnan was stunned for a moment when he was scolded, but his tone was still hateful and dissatisfied:
"Then why does he see you but not me? Moran, don't use any information to perfunctory me!"
Moran picked up the newspaper on the coffee table, pointed at her, and scolded her angrily:
"Zhao Yingnan, don't you know how to read? Even if you don't believe me, don't you still believe the news?
Recently, the entire Hong Kong Island has been in a state of uproar due to his torment, can't you see? He is now dancing on the tip of a knife every day, life and death in an instant.
You also asked him why he didn't come to see you. He was afraid of injuring you, understand? Why did he see me? Because I have enough power to protect myself, and I can also help."
Zhao Yingnan was stunned and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. After a while, he secretly wiped his tears and asked with a guilty conscience:
"Then is he dangerous?"
Moran frowned, pondered for a moment, sighed, and chose to tell the truth:
"Indeed, Du Weiguo was very anxious this time. He was forced to a dead end, so he had no choice but to choose the most dangerous method.
After taking risks and fighting hard, he has now completely ignited the hornet's nest and is making enemies of the whole world."
"Hey! Then what are you doing back here? You want to help him!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yingnan was not in the mood to be angry, his face was full of panic, and Mo Lan's face was gloomy and his tone was low:
"I can't help! The enemies he faces now are of a very high level, and I would be cannon fodder if I get close to them.
Not only is it not helpful, it can even be counterproductive, distracting him, dragging him back, and making his situation worse."
Moran is very calm and thinks clearly, and she is very aware of the cruelty of the hidden front. She put herself into Du Weiguo's situation.
Black and white, everyone is the enemy!
Nine lives and one death are all good things to say, and death is almost certain.