The next day, at 9 o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly, at a camp in the southeast of the Triangle, 270 kilometers away from Kuncha's old nest.
Standing on a high platform, reviewing the troops in the camp, the proud General Luo was directly hit in the head by a special long-range sniper bullet.
It's not a description, but it really exploded, like a rotten watermelon, red and white, spraying everywhere!
His men's eyes immediately turned red, and they searched everywhere in the rain forest like mad dogs, but they could not find even a single hair of the sniper.
A moment later, 5 kilometers away from the camp, Du Weiguo was sitting in the passenger seat of a jeep with a relaxed expression, with a big fox sitting on his shoulder.
At this time, Du Weiguo was wearing a handsome camouflage uniform, high military boots, a pair of classic Ray-Ban sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and a cigar in his mouth, looking very cool.
The big fox on the shoulder was facing the cold wind, squinting its eyes, pursed its mouth tightly, with a serious expression and a rather bad mood.
Before coming to the Kunca camp, Du Weiguo made a three-part rule and gave it strict requirements. When outsiders are present, it must act like an ordinary fox. It is not allowed to smoke, drink, or speak.
Du Weiguo slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth, glanced at the nervous driver, and asked in a relaxed tone:
"Captain Lysa, don't be nervous. They are still wandering around in the forest. How long will it take for us to reach the border of Siam?"
The person driving Du Weiguo was none other than Kuncha's guard captain Laisha. He swallowed secretly and spoke in an unusually respectful tone:
"Sir Wesley, it will take about 6 hours to drive, and then walk for another 6 hours in the rainforest to reach Siam."
Du Weiguo raised his hand and glanced at his watch, then smacked his mouth:
"Tsk, it's 9 o'clock in the evening, it's night time again? Captain Lesa, how long does it take to get from the border of Siam to the nearest city?"
Lesha returned in a serious manner:
"It takes about an hour from the border to Bangsa, the nearest market town in Siam. Then someone will pick you up. It takes about 4 hours by car and you can reach Chiang Mai before dawn."
Du Weiguo nodded noncommittally and glanced at Laisha, who had a dark face and firm lines:
"Captain Lesa, I'm so tired of you. You have to send me to Chiang Mai in person."
Lysa was flattered, with a humble tone, and replied hurriedly:
"Mr. Wesley, you are too polite. You are our distinguished guest. The general has repeatedly told us that we must take good care of you. If you have any instructions, please don't be polite."
Although this Lysa has a rigid character, he is not stupid. On the contrary, he is very smart. He is also the captain of Kunza's personal guard, well-informed and well-informed.
When we were in the camp before, Du Weiguo appeared suddenly and silently in Kunca's office, and later Kunca treated Du Weiguo like his ancestors.
Du Weiguo's weight has been fully demonstrated.
What's more, just 20 minutes ago, Lesha clearly saw General Luo at an ultra-long distance of 1,200 meters through a 10x telescope.
Du Weiguo used a Mauser 98K that had been simply modified without even a scope and his head was smashed into pieces.
During the entire sniping process, Du Weiguo didn't even aim, let alone test the wind speed or parameters. He just pulled the bolt and casually raised his hand to shoot. It was just like a joke.
It's like going to your own vegetable garden and picking a tomato at random. It's like cutting grass or picking something out of a bag.
Such miraculous marksmanship directly suppressed Laisha, who claimed to be an elite member of the army. He was stunned for a long time, until Du Weiguo impatiently urged him to wake up.
There was only one thought left in my mind: 1,200 meters away, taking human life so lightly, who could stop it? How to stop it?
Moreover, Laisha was somewhat aware of the fact that Du Weiguo destroyed the Eight Hundred Dragons by himself and then defeated a reinforced brigade equipped with artillery.
Based on all the above, when faced with an evil god like Du Weiguo, let alone Laisha's upright and dull personality, even if he is still alive, he still has to learn to bend down and flatter him.
If you don’t obey, you will die!
The jeep continued to drive along the bumpy dirt road for about 10 kilometers before exiting the territory of General Dead Ghost Luo.
Three armed jeeps waiting on the roadside joined in, all of them were clean and capable men.
These people, together with Laisha, are the escorts who are sending Du Weiguo off. Hey, I guess as long as Du Weiguo doesn't leave the Triangle for a day, Kuncha will probably have to sleep with his eyes open!
Who can sleep peacefully next to death?
Kuncha was originally the most powerful force in the Triangle. General Luo, the only one who could compete with him, had just had his head blown off. His subordinates were already fighting for power, and he had no time to care.
Du Weiguo's team naturally had a smooth journey and finally arrived at Chiang Mai, Siam, at 4 a.m. the next day.
Laisha personally sent Du Weiguo to the best Lotus Hotel in the area and opened the most luxurious suite in the hotel.
He even helped carry the bag and brought it to the door of the room. Then he said goodbye with a humble attitude and a polite tone:
"Mr. Wesley, I also live in this hotel, room 506, and the Citibank in Chiang Mai City works at nine in the morning.
After the bank goes to work, you can check your account at any time. If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time. If you have any requests, please feel free to give me instructions."
With such meticulous service, what else could Du Weiguo say? He just took out a gold bar and gave him a tip.
"Well, thank you for your hard work, Captain Lysa. I'm a little tired and want to have a good sleep. I won't go to the bank until after lunch today. You should go and have a rest too!"
"It is my honor to serve you. Mr. Wesley, please have a good rest. I will take my leave now."
As soon as Du Weiguo closed the door, the big fox quickly ran to the leather sofa and shouted:
"Oh my God! I'm so suffocated, hurry up! Light a cigarette for me quickly, no, I want a cigar, I want to smoke the one you shaved the night before!"
Du Weiguo smiled and shook his head, took out the cigar box from his backpack, took out a cigar and put it in the big fox's mouth, lit it for him, and then sat down on the sofa.
"Tsk, I haven't killed anyone all day and night. It feels a bit empty!"
Du Weiguo gently stroked the smooth fur of the big fox and murmured to himself. Upon hearing this, the big fox immediately rolled his eyes at him, exhaled smoke, and teased angrily:
"What? Du Da, are you addicted to killing? Then I have to stay away from you. Otherwise, you will go crazy and kill me. How unjust would I be?"
Du Weiguo stroked the big fox hard and said with a smile:
"No, Hu Da, don't worry, even if I really go crazy, I will never hurt my companions."
"companion?"
The big fox repeated it softly, as if he liked the word very much, and his beautiful big eyes were full of excitement.
Du Weiguo patted its back gently and said in a brisk tone:
"That's right! Along the way, we have become companions who have lived and died together. Hu Da, I am going to take a rare hot bath now. Do you want to come with me? I can help you wash your hair."
The big fox's eyes glazed over for a moment, and he was stunned. The cigar in his paws slipped silently, as if he didn't even notice.
Taking a bath with Du Weiguo, he also washed her hair! An extremely ridiculous scene instantly appeared in Hu Diehua's mind, and she couldn't get rid of it.
Hu Diehua felt that her heart was beating fast. The previously unbreakable shackles of Taoism had opened wider gaps, and a breakthrough was close at hand.
Du Weiguo caught the cigar dropped by the big fox with quick eyes and hands.
Looking at the big fox that seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, I couldn't help but feel funny. I patted its little head and flicked its nose:
"Hu Da, why are you dazed? Let's go, I'll help you take a bath first!"
As Du Weiguo spoke, he stretched out his hand to hug the big fox. At this moment, Miss Hu instantly transformed into red lightning, and rushed to the chandelier in a swish, screaming:
"Go away, go away, no, I don't want you to help me take a bath!"
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows in confusion, plucked his ears, and scolded in a low voice:
"Hu Da, are you crazy? If you don't wash it, you will pull it down. Why do you call it chicken feathers? I kindly treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs. I'll give it to you. Come down quickly. I'll give you a cowhide one, and the lamp is on!"
Du Weiguo threw the cigar in his hand to the big fox like a dart. The big fox jumped down from the chandelier, grabbed it in one mouth, and landed on the sofa again.
The big fox held the cigar and lowered his head without saying a word. He didn't know what he was thinking. Du Weiguo ignored it and took out clean clothes from his backpack, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.
After Du Weiguo left, the big fox took a puff of his cigar, exhaled a long breath, his whole body trembled, and said in a faint voice:
"Damn guy Du Da, did he always treat me as a talking dog from the beginning to the end?"
Yes, that's what Du Weiguo actually thinks. He really treats the big fox as a pet. He just can't speak. Isn't it natural to bathe the pet?
What a fuss!
After taking a nice hot bath and shaving, Du Weiguo, who had a new look and returned to his peak appearance, put on a new set of comfortable and refreshing clothes.
After coming out of the bathroom, I jumped up and lay on the comfortable Simmons bed, falling into a dream within a few seconds.
With the big fox guarding him, Du Weiguo felt very at ease and did not have to worry about sudden attacks of any kind.
Hu Diehua's hearing, eyesight, and danger perception are all top-notch. What's more, she is also a top-notch mage in the spiritual field. Where can I find such a free bodyguard?
The big fox quietly walked into the bedroom and looked at Du Weiguo, who was lying on the bed snoring like thunder. He curled his lips and complained softly:
"Tch, that's it. Return to the King of Hell. It's clearly an embroidered pillow. He sleeps like a dead pig. I'm afraid he didn't even know if someone wiped his neck~"
At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, at the entrance of Citibank in Chiang Mai City, the American general manager of the bank personally sent Du Weiguo away as a gift. This is a super rich man with an account deposit of 50 million U.S. dollars. Who dares to look down upon him?
30 million U.S. dollars is the money Kuncha paid for his life, and the other 20 million U.S. dollars is the commission for Du Weiguo's assassination. Blood is expensive!
But Kun Tsai is very trustworthy, or he is very wise. As early as yesterday, the money had been transferred to the overseas account, and there was no loss of money.
With 50 million U.S. dollars, nearly 400 million Hong Kong dollars, and the gold in space, Du Weiguo is now considered a super rich man. His cash net worth is firmly in the top ten in Hong Kong Island.
After coming out of the bank, Du Weiguo got into an open-top jeep and disappeared into the street.
When he arrived at the hotel, Laisha carried two black leather travel bags and walked to the door of the room before handing them to Du Weiguo.
"Mr. Wesley, this is the travel bag you asked for. It also contains documents, passports, maps, and Thai baht. In addition, the clothes are also bought according to your requirements.
You try it first, and if you are not satisfied, I will buy it again. I am still staying in 506 of the hotel. If you have any orders, I will be here at your call."
Du Weiguo took the travel bag and just took out his passport and took a look at it. He didn't really care about anything else.
The workmanship is quite good, even better than that of Hua Feisan. It is absolutely fake and real. Even if you look at his eyes, you can't see any flaws.
Du Weiguo put away his passport with satisfaction and said in a calm tone: "Thank you, Laisha."
Lesha bowed and said in a humble tone: "Sir, as long as you are satisfied, you can rest first and I will take my leave."
In the hotel room, the big fox was taking a nap on the sofa. It had eaten too much at noon. When it saw Du Weiguo coming back, it said in a lazy and sarcastic tone:
"Hmph, you look so proud of yourself, walking so lightly, and your bones are two ounces lighter. Do you think you've made a fortune?"
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and said in a tone of voice:
"Tsk, that's right. I have a little extra money in my hand. I can't say I'm rich, but I shouldn't have any problem raising you."
The big fox curled its lips, raised its eyebrows and curled its lips. These were the little tricks it had recently learned from Du Wei. It knew in its heart that Du Weiguo must be amusing it again, but Miss Hu was too lazy to bicker, so she really couldn't win!
"Du Da, has the matter in Nanyang been completely settled? Where should we go next? How about going to the beach? I want to go see the sea and eat seafood!"
Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo uncharacteristically did not ridicule the big fox for being greedy. Instead, he lit a cigarette and thought about it seriously with a serious expression.
After Du Weiguo left the country before, he had only one clear goal, revenge, to completely destroy the Eight Hundred Dragons and cut the Lilong into thousands of pieces. Other than that, he had no other goals.
Now that he had avenged his great revenge and made a lot of money by hunting rabbits, he suddenly felt a little confused when he suddenly had some free time.
In the end, I will definitely go to Hong Kong Island, but when I think of Hong Kong Island, Du Weiguo feels a little homely and timid, and he doesn't want to go right away.
On Hong Kong Island, aside from his situation of enemies everywhere, there are so many women related to him that he can no longer handle them!
Mo Lan, Zhao Yingnan, Lei Na, Pang Xiaoqing, Huo Tingting, and Guo Fu were about to arrive at the battlefield or had already arrived at the battlefield.
This small and small place simply cannot accommodate so many difficult aunts. It was such a mess when he looked up but could not see it when he looked down, which made Du Weiguo feel a little frightened.
No, it’s frightening!
Without thinking of a reasonable resettlement plan, he would never show up easily, except for this factor.
Previously, Du Weiguo went on a massacre in Hong Kong Island without restraint, offending both the black and white factions. It can be said that he has enemies all over the place.
Now he is a rootless duckweed. Although he is happy and not afraid, he is somewhat unsure. Seeing Du Weiguo's serious face, the big fox hit the nail on the head:
"Duda, looking at your virtuous behavior, do you think you have enemies all over Hong Kong Island?"