Upon hearing this, the old cat's pupils shrank violently, his face turned as pale as paper, and he sweated like rain, which instantly wet his white hair.
He is experienced in martial arts, so he naturally knows the sharpness of Du Weiguo. Not to mention the mysterious and treacherous Eight Hundred Dragons, just the fact that one person can destroy battalion-level troops is terrifying to death.
Besides, when this group of ferocious Malacca pirates raided the Queen's Ballroom a few days ago, there were dozens of them armed to the teeth and even good at RPGs.
If he hadn't run so fast, he would have been completely wiped out by Du Weiguo alone. Such a person has already exceeded the limits of human beings and is a well-deserved evil god.
"How's it going? Do you understand? Old cat, you are already old and should be a smart man. If you want to live or die, have you considered it?"
Du Weiguo's tone was quiet and unhurried, with a teasing smile on his face, but in the eyes of the old cat, he looked as ferocious as a devil.
Old Mao raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and said in a trembling tone: "Sha, God of Sha, this is all a misunderstanding, we have no intention of offending~"
Du Weiguo raised his hand to glance at his watch and curled his lips: "Oh, you talk too much nonsense. It's too late to do better."
As soon as he finished speaking, the iron door of the casino was violently pushed open, making a loud "bang" sound.
The appointed time had come, and James rushed in with his men. At this moment, Ah Hai's eyes suddenly shrank, his body moved, and he pounced towards Du Weiguo.
A cold light flashed in his hand, and the extremely sharp Tang Dao was released from his hand, and like a bolt of lightning, it slashed towards Du Weiguo's throat.
The small Tang knife in A Hai's hand has a thin thread connected to the wrist at the end of the knife, which can be used to fly out unexpectedly and extend the attack range.
"Alas! It's really a ghost that is looking for death that cannot be saved by gods. It's so fancy!"
In the flash of lightning, Du Weiguo thought. Originally, Du Weiguo was curious that the small Tang knife in his hand was exactly the same as his own. Could it have some connection with his family?
However, seeing this call Ah Hai attack ruthlessly, go straight to the point, and show no mercy, Du Weiguo would naturally not be merciful. When facing an enemy, being soft to the enemy would be cruel to himself.
Thoughts did not delay Du Weiguo's actions. He flipped his wrist and the empty wine glass was like a shooting star, arriving first and hitting Ah Hai hard on the face.
The huge power makes the wine glass like a cannonball. Du Weiguo has not yet reached the legendary method of hurting people by flying flowers and picking leaves.
However, as long as it is a hard object with a slight weight, even if he throws it casually, its power cannot be underestimated.
A Hai's mouth and chin deformed instantly, teeth and blood flew everywhere, his head suddenly tilted back, and the action of drawing the knife naturally deformed, but Du Weiguo easily dodged it.
"Click!"
Before Ah Hai could fall onto his back, Du Weiguo's other free hand had already pinched the wrist holding his knife.
Du Weiguo exerted his strength and twisted, and Ah Hai's wrist instantly twisted like a twist, causing his whole body to roll over, and the little Tang knife was instantly in Du Weiguo's hand.
"brush!"
The little Tang knife shot out almost as soon as he took it, and like a bolt of lightning, it nailed the old cat's shoulder hard.
"Uh~"
Old Mao let out a muffled groan, and was knocked backwards by the force of the Tang Dao, and the pistol in his hand was thrown away on the spot.
"Bang bang, tu tu tu tu~"
James' side also began to refute the fire. A total of 12 of them formed three specially configured assault tactics teams.
Each team is equipped with a newly finalized HKMP5 submachine gun and a Remington shotgun to serve as firepower and assault.
After James rushed in, he first fired a warning shot at the decisive ceiling, and then several casino horse boys who tried to resist were shot to death without mercy.
James and the others were not bad at fighting, their marksmanship was very accurate, and they cooperated tacitly. They would have no problem dealing with at least a few armed men in underground casinos, and they quickly took control of the situation.
At this time, Du Weiguo slowly collected the US dollar bills scattered on the table, and did not forget to take out a stack of US dollar bills, which probably contained more than 3,000 US dollars.
He gently handed it to Xiao Man, who was squatting on the ground, his face turned pale with fright, and trembling. He said in a light voice:
"Xiaoman, leave here immediately, hide far away, and do something else in the future."
Xiaoman stupidly took the dollar bill and didn't know what to say. At this time, James had quickly come over.
He first glanced at the old cat who fell to the ground, pressed the wound, his eyes were dark and could not get up, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
When this old cat was young, he was also an all-powerful player. He not only had superb gambling skills, but also had extraordinary skills. He could fight several people at once.
But he was old after all, and his muscles and bones were no longer strong. What's more, he still had many old injuries on his body, and his body was already chaffed.
The flying knife that Du Weiguo shot casually was powerful, heavy, and as fast as lightning. Not only did it break one of his arms, but the huge force caused him to fall so hard that he couldn't get up at all.
As the old saying goes, one force can defeat ten masters, and there is another saying that in the world of martial arts, the only thing that cannot be defeated is speed! Du Weiguo has mastered all of these two now.
Therefore, Du Weiguo's move was simple, crude, direct but effective. There were no fancy tricks or techniques at all. In his opinion, they were useless!
James lowered his pistol and walked straight to Du Weiguo. He glanced at Gao Jin from the corner of his eye and asked in a deep voice:
"Mr. Wesley, are you okay?"
Du Weiguo curled his lips and sounded a little impatient:
"Okay, James, stop talking nonsense, the upstairs is sealed off, no one can escape, right?"
James didn't think so. People with ability can have a bad temper, let alone someone as capable as Du Weiguo. He nodded calmly:
"Well, the first floor has been sealed off. I'm sure no one has escaped. I've left the guys to guard it. It'll be fine."
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows noncommittally, took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette, pointed to the office inside, and said in a calm tone:
"Well, time is running out, let's interrogate him on the spot, we'll get the information we need in 15 minutes, James, I hope you won't disappoint me.
Oh, by the way, please help me ask the password for Lao Mao's safe. The money and items in the office are all mine~"
James' face was a little gloomy and his brows were twitching, but he didn't say anything and instead waved to his men.
Immediately, two capable men came over and quickly picked up the old cat and dragged it towards the office.
"Wait a moment!"
Du Weiguo suddenly thought of something, raised his hand, shouted, and walked towards the old cat.
Walking up to Old Mao, he pulled out the Tang Dao from his shoulder with a pop.
Du Weiguo shook the blood stains on the Xiaotang knife with great disgust, and took a careful look at the blade. It was intact, and then he felt relieved.
He waved his hand casually, indicating that he could continue to be taken away for interrogation. At this time, the old cat was sweating profusely in pain, staring at Du Weiguo, and said bitterly:
"I didn't expect that the famous Evil God is actually the bastard of Interpol. Bah!"
Du Weiguo sneered, glanced at him, and said in a joking tone:
"Hehe, you bitch, do you think I look like you? What nonsense are you talking about? I just gave you a chance, but you didn't want to be dignified."
The old cat's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he gnashed his teeth and cursed:
"Evil God, I am your eighth generation ancestor. You have broken the rules of the world and will not die well. Even if I become a ghost, I won't~ eh~"
Perhaps because he thought he was too noisy, James personally took action and gave Old Cat a hard blow on his ribs. He immediately gasped in pain, his face was distorted, and he was speechless.
Du Weiguo blew out the smoke and murmured to himself in a somewhat sad tone: "Tsk, so it turns out that I am now considered a person in the world?"
At this time, Gao Jin slowly walked up to him, licked his lips, and said in a dry tone:
"God of Evil, who are you? You don't look like a public servant, nor do you look like a Jianghu person~"
Du Weiguo did not answer him, but glanced at Ah Hai who had fainted on the ground, with blood all over his face, like a dead dog.
Originally, I wanted to ask him about the origin of this Xiaotang Dao, but I found that people were too confused, so I gave up the idea.
It doesn't matter, no matter what the reason is, it is only right that such a magical weapon fell into his hands, and it can be regarded as returning to its original owner.
Du Weiguo put away the Tang knife, took out the cigarette case, handed it to Gao Jin, and said with a smile: "Gao Jin, do you want to smoke?"
Gao Jin was not polite, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it and gave a fist pump:
"Thank you, Lord Evil."
Du Weiguo smiled and patted his shoulder:
"Oh, my name is Wesley, what kind of evil god, Gao Jin, did you come to Wanlun Mansion to make money by running orders?"
Gao Jin nodded and told the truth:
"Well, yes, my uncle asked me to come out and practice on my own. This is my first time entering a casino alone, and I met a peerless master like you.
Today is an eye-opener. Brother Wesley, can you tell me how many cards you can remember?"
The current Gao Jin is still young and young, far less calm and domineering than the later God of Gamblers. Du Weiguo smiled and asked:
"Gao Jin, how many pictures can you remember?"
Gao Jin scratched the back of his head with a shy expression:
"Me, I'm not good at studying. I was a little nervous when I came off the stage for the first time. I only remembered about 160 or so pictures."
Good guy, this is more than three decks of cards. For ordinary people, it is already a very impressive result. Du Weiguo nodded:
"That's right! It's amazing. How old are you? Gao Jin, the future God of Gamblers, you must be the one!"
"Ahem, God of Gamblers? Brother Wesley, please don't embarrass me. You haven't said how many cards you can remember?"
As soon as he heard this, Gao Jin choked on the cigarette. He coughed a few times and grimaced. Du Weiguo patted his back and pretended to be calm:
"I, so-so, can remember everything."
"All? 208 pictures? Brother, even my uncle can't remember them all. You are the most powerful boss I have ever seen. You are the real god of gambling!"
Gao Jin was stunned and praised sincerely. Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and said in a teasing tone:
"Ha! Gao Jin, I'm not a boss, let alone a god of gambling. I don't gamble at all. Making money is too slow. I just rely on robbing~"
At this time, from the office inside, the sad howling sound of the old cat happened to be heard, like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.
Du Weiguo looked calm, threw away the cigarette butt, patted Gao Jin's shoulder gently, raised his wrist and glanced at his watch:
"Look, just like this, it's simple and crude. In about 13 minutes, all the wealth of this old cat will be mine. Isn't it much faster than gambling?"
Good guy, Gao Jin was stunned immediately, his eyes were straight and his mind was blank. This made Du Weiguo pretend to be invincible.
The next day, at four o'clock in the morning, we went to Songkhla, the southernmost part of Siam.
The situation here is slightly similar to that of the triangle bordering southern Xinjiang. It borders Malaysia and is close to the Strait of Malacca. It is also an area that has no business.
Pirates, bandits, thugs, and prisoners were running rampant, the atmosphere was smoky and lawless, and the king's law could not leave the city. It was almost a lawless land outside the city.
About 20 kilometers west of Songkhla City is a sea area covered with reefs, and the near shore is also full of cliffs.
The tidal flats on the shore are also rugged with strange rocks, overgrown with trees, and the environment is dangerous, with poisonous insects everywhere and few human traces. It can be called a desperate place.
At this moment, Du Weiguo was squatting behind a bush like a cheetah ready to attack, staring sharply at a raised stone not far away.
From a distance, this stone bush looks like a prone buffalo. According to Old Cat's confession, the group of pirates who attacked the Queen's Ballroom were hiding in the caves on the cliff below this stone bush.
This group of damned pirates were indeed cunning enough. They separated the man and the ship, and actually hid in a cave on the cliff. Such a place is so easy to defend and difficult to attack, and one man can block it and ten thousand men can't break it!
At this time, James used his quick hands and eyes to cut off a black and yellow venomous snake, and silently and slowly moved to Du Weiguo's side.
He lowered his voice, his tone was unusually cautious, and slightly flattering:
"Mr. Wesley, this should be right here. What do you want? We all follow your orders."
James's current situation is that he is riding a tiger with no way out. If he can't destroy this group of damn pirates in front of him, he will have no way out.
By rescuing Colonel Shrek, he was tantamount to provoking two of the most terrifying behemoths at the same time, and his fate could be imagined. He would definitely die without even a trace of luck.
Du Weiguo withdrew his gaze, raised his wrist, and said softly in a calm tone:
"Behind that piece of rock, there should be a secret sentry ambushing me. Check my watch now. The time is 4:08. I sneaked in alone, 15 minutes later.
If you can still hear the gunshots, you can rappel directly into the cave and launch a surprise rescue. If the gunshots are no longer heard, you can make your own decision!"
After Du Weiguoyan finished speaking briefly and concisely, he was about to sneak towards the Niutou Stone, but James stretched out his hand to hold him back. His tone was a little anxious:
"Mr. Wesley, if the situation permits, please take care of Colonel Shrek. Please, this is my personal request."
James spoke sincerely, with even a look of pleading in his eyes. Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and spoke in a cold tone:
"I can't promise you anything. I went in alone to fight for my life. If we really fight, I may not be able to care about the gorilla. James, you'd better ask for your own blessings."
After saying that, Du Weiguo ignored him and rushed out directly, maintaining a half-crouched posture, like a ghost, moving quickly towards the bull-headed stone clusters.
Hidden behind the ox-headed rocks is a thin figure. He is the secret whistle of the pirates. At this moment, he is listless, chewing betel nuts and complaining in Siamese dialect.
For those in their line of work, serving as a guard at night is a hard job, one of the most difficult.
Not to mention being exposed to wind, rain, hunger, cold, poisonous insects, mosquitoes, and ants, and not being able to sleep all night long, the most important thing is not to smoke, because open flames and smoke can easily expose targets.
Almost all of these pirates, who were full of evil deeds, were heavy smokers, and their tobacco was also spiked. They were so addicted that they would not smoke all night, relying only on betel nuts to stay awake, which was really killing them.
The pirate who was muttering in a low voice suddenly heard a slight sound not far away. He immediately calmed down and picked up a copper hammer.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, as if a figure was passing quickly in front of his eyes.
Just when he was about to concentrate and observe, a sharp Tang knife had already penetrated the back of his head, and the tip of the knife came out from his mouth.
Xiaotang's knife was extremely sharp and went in quite smoothly, making only a soft "pop" sound.
Du Weiguo appeared in front of his body in a flash, withdrew the Tang knife with a cold expression, and vigorously shook away the stained blood.
He glanced at the copper hammer in his hand and the huge gong set on the stone next to him, and curled his lips in disdain.
Damn it, it’s already 1966, and there are still three years before humans can land on the moon. They still use gongs to warn people. Isn’t this too primitive?
Du Weiguo did not move immediately, but stopped in place. With eyes like a falcon, he carefully looked around and made sure that there were no other hidden sentries before striding towards the edge of the cliff.
This group of pirates was a little overconfident, and they actually only arranged two secret sentries. Now, they have all been eliminated by Du Weiguo silently.
On the edge of the cliff, there is a relatively flat platform, and a simple wooden pulley winch is fixed on the stone platform.
There is also a knotted rope coiled on the winch. It is obvious that these pirates usually use this winch to enter and exit the cave.
Du Weiguo walked to the winch, and the Nine Nether Shuttle shot out instantly, with the tip piercing the winch like a spear. Then, Du Weiguo jumped off the cliff without hesitation.
Du Weiguo's body fell downwards like a meteor. When the Jiuyou Shuttle reached its stretching limit, it rebounded violently.
With the force of the rebound, Du Weiguo's figure was like a swallow, and he swung violently into a huge cave.