After Soros said goodbye and left, Reina rushed into the reception room and asked impatiently:
"Wesley, what were you talking about just now? I saw that Soros came downstairs with a smile on his face, like a black bear who had stolen honey, smiling so hard that he couldn't even see his face."
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, flicked the cigarette into the ashtray as accurately as a bullet, stretched out his hand to take Reina into his arms, and teased with a smirk:
"Didn't you tell me to serve this important person from the Rothschild family? I followed Director Reina's instructions, tried my best, and implemented them conscientiously. I just fell on my knees and licked him."
Reina rolled her eyes at him angrily:
"Tch, that's nonsense. If you don't want to say it, forget it."
She is an extremely smart woman, well versed in the art of advancing and retreating when things are good, and at the moment these are all minor matters, so there is no rush.
She still had more important and urgent things to do now. Reina suddenly changed the subject:
"Wesley, now Paul King and the Night Stalker are hiding very deep. There is no news on the ground. Do you think it is possible that they have left Seoul and fled north?"
Sure enough, seeing that Lei Na was so knowledgeable, a satisfied smile appeared on Du Weiguo's face, he smacked his lips gently and asked in a casual tone:
"Rena, you must have planted nails inside the CIA, right?"
Reina's pupils shrank violently, her eyes were slightly wandering, and she didn't speak immediately. It wasn't that she didn't trust Du Weiguo.
It's just that this question involves core secrets. As an old secret agent, silence is her instinctive reaction.
But seeing her reaction, Du Weiguo already got the answer and sneered noncommittally.
In fact, this is a normal phenomenon. Professional espionage agencies like Reina and others, who specialize in intelligence, are inherently intertwined with each other.
Double agents and even triple agents who hide in the cracks and sway back and forth to have both sides are not uncommon. It is not surprising at all.
Du Weiguo smiled and patted Reina's waist:
"In this case, Raina, you don't have to be embarrassed. Let me change the question. What are the main trends of the CIA in the past two days? Is it to concentrate its forces around Seoul, or is it sending troops to other places?"
This time, Reina did not hesitate and replied almost without thinking:
"The CIA's elite are all in Seoul, and according to the tip, Turgenev and his entourage secretly sneaked into Seoul through special channels."
Du Weiguo curled his lips, changed to a more comfortable position, hugged Reina's soft body, and said in a lazy tone:
"Hey, let's get it over with now. Since the snipe and clam are all in Seoul now, why should we fishermen be anxious?
But Reina, there is another possibility that cannot be ruled out. If there are other buyers for this Paul King, the situation will be different."
Reina frowned, thought about it for a moment, and her tone became solemn:
"Other buyers? Wesley, what do you mean?"
Du Weiguo played with Lei Na's unique red hair, brought it to his nose and sniffed it gently, and replied in a faint tone:
"That's the literal meaning. There are no absolutes in this world. Paul King's current situation is that he is hiding treasures for sale at a price. Anyway, he has offended Citigroup to death.
It seems that falling into the arms of the furry bear is his best choice, but if he can pay a sufficient price and provide shelter, the furry bear is not the only option."
Reina's eyes were gleaming, as if she had thought of something, she sat upright suddenly, her expression was extremely surprised, and her tone was a little trembling:
"Wesley, are you saying that Huaxia Te is also involved?"
To be honest, Reina was a little frightened by this speculation. If China was really involved, the situation would be complicated and the variables would be unpredictable.
First of all, there is no need to guess about Du Weiguo, Reina's biggest guard of honor. As long as Huaxia enters the scene, he will definitely betray him.
Even though Lei Na and Du Weiguo have been working together very harmoniously recently, whether they are in public or private affairs, they are like glue and play in perfect harmony.
But if Du Weiguo is asked to choose between her mission and China's interests, even if she chooses 10,000 times, the answer will be constant. Of this, Reina is extremely sure.
If China really intervenes in this fight, then everything will be over. Anyone who doesn't have to fight will die!
In fact, due to Du Weiguo's extraordinary performance in recent years, Lei Na and even the entire Western world's secret service agencies are extremely afraid of China's secret services.
So much so that the CIA, KGB, MI6 and Mossad have all mobilized elites to set up special research departments.
The only task of this department is to identify and verify whether monsters like Du Weiguo are mutant anomalies or normalized existences in China's special service sequence.
However, due to the recent situation in China that is too special and difficult to overcome, the progress of this work has been very slow. So far, no conclusion has been reached.
Du Weiguo smiled helplessly and sighed secretly in his heart. A hint of hidden gloom flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head gently:
"Rena, you should know that the current domestic situation in China is special and it should be unlikely to participate in these. The other options I mentioned are not China."
Reina breathed a long sigh of relief, but still frowned and smacked:
"As long as it's not China, which force will it be? South Korea doesn't have such courage, and North Korea won't go beyond the bear and act alone. The Middle East is beyond our reach. Could it be that, Wesley, you are saying~~"
Du Weiguo knew that Lei Na had thought of the answer, and raised his eyebrows gently, with a hint of teasing in his tone:
"Well, that's right, Reina, it's just what you think. Don't you think it's a bit too hasty and urgent for Soros to come to see me today?
Moreover, he just invited me to go to Busan with him tomorrow to inspect the local port, and he also said that he would introduce me to local powerful figures."
Reina's face instantly turned cold and hard, her eyes were filled with resentment, and she gritted her teeth and cursed:
"Shit! The drunkard's intention is not to drink. They want to lure the tiger away from the mountain. These greedy and dirty capitalist bastards actually dare to take advantage of me.
They are indeed acting unscrupulously, and they dare to risk the disapproval of the world, take chestnuts from the fire, and offend three superpowers at the same time."
Haha, this is a bit shameless to say. The bald eagle and the furry bear are naturally superpowers. This is understandable.
Your empire, on which the sun never sets, has long been in decline and is getting worse day by day. Now you have become the bald eagle's lackeys, only hiding behind and waving their claws and barking wildly all day long.
Du Weiguo is an old hermaphrodite. He complained loudly in his heart, but his face remained motionless. Reina's face was ashen and her voice was low:
"Wesley, how did you reply to him?"
"Of course I refused without hesitation. I was hired by you to help you in Seoul. Business is just my personal side job. I have clear priorities. I can still handle this clearly."
Upon hearing this, Reina's eyes were filled with tenderness and her eyes became charming, but she still had some questions.
"Wesley, since you refused, why was that damn Soros still satisfied and left with a sinister smile on his face?"
Du Weiguo shrugged helplessly, his tone a little casual:
"How do I know? Maybe he is just a smiling tiger and the city is relatively deep. But, Reina, do you still have time to talk about this now?
If this hypothesis is true, the Rothschild family or the Freemasons will also intervene, then the so-called special channel you relied on before, that golden man, hey~"
"Fu*k! This damn bastard, it's very possible that this bastard passed the news to Soros."
Reina woke up from a dream, cursed angrily, hammered her fist in annoyance, stood up suddenly, and ran out in a hurry, most likely to make up for it.
In fact, in front of her subordinates, Lei Na was also a tough-minded, unsmiling, and extremely skilled boss. However, in front of Du Weiguo, she was a little over-reliant and acted like a silly Erha all day long.
"Damn, the Rothschild family, the Freemasonry, these legendary monsters and monsters all jumped out. It seems that they have fully anticipated the prospect of semiconductors.
If the deal with Korea really comes to fruition this time, my reliance on Kunza will be a bit too great. Before going to Indonesia, I’m afraid I’ll have to go to the Triangle Land first.”
Du Weiguo's eyes were cold, and he subconsciously stroked the word "sha" engraved on a 762 bullet, muttering to himself.
Near noon, a gas explosion suddenly occurred in a high-rise river view apartment on the edge of the Han River in Gangnam District, Seoul. The violent explosion ignited the apartment building. In an instant, thick smoke billowed and flames shot into the sky.
This explosion was definitely caused by man, and was most likely the result of another conflict between the China Youth Bureau and Turgenev.
Furthermore, it is even possible that they discovered the whereabouts of Paul King. As a top agent with sensitive intuition, Reina made such a judgment immediately.
However, when Lei Na hurriedly assembled the action team and hurried over to find Du Weiguo, he had already disappeared.
At this moment, Du Weiguo's figure suddenly appeared on the roof of the building wrapped in thick smoke. Facing the billowing smoke, he quickly walked to the edge of the rooftop.
Du Weiguo wore a very delicate gas mask on his face. It was black and looked a bit like the Winter Soldier's mask. It was naturally the equipment customized for him by the Sixth Office.
Like a falcon, Du Weiguo squatted on a corner of the rooftop and looked far into the distance. Soon, he discovered the clues.
His eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth under the mask also raised slightly, and his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
A moment later, two blocks away, a white van was speeding along the road along the Han River.
In the driver's seat was a bearded white man with empty eyes and a gunshot wound on his shoulder.
The big man was driving a truck on the road, driving unreasonably and desperately. Behind the truck, several cars of different styles were clinging to each other.
Du Weiguo's figure instantly appeared in an empty green belt about a few hundred meters away from the front of the truck.
Du Weiguo hid behind a big tree, slowly took out his silenced pistol, glanced at the cargo that looked like a crazy bison, roughly measured the distance, and raised his hand to shoot without even aiming.
"Puff, puff, puff~~"
The dull sound of gunfire rang out, like rain hitting plantains. The pistol Du Weiguo was using was a specially customized FN35 automatic pistol from the SAS Anglia Special Air Service Regiment.
It has a caliber of 7.62, a load of 13 rounds, an effective range of 150 meters, a rate of fire of 600 rounds per second, and extremely powerful firepower.
With the first bullet, the right front tire of the van was blown out, and with the second shot, the right rear tire was blown out. The van instantly lost its balance and suddenly rolled over.
The truck slid on the road for more than ten meters until it hit a curb and stopped with a loud bang, raising a huge cloud of smoke and dust.
But this was not over yet. Several cars chasing after them from behind seemed to be under magic. Almost at the same time, they all had flat tires and rolled over, like bastards, showing their ugly bellies.
In the smoke and dust, Du Weiguo walked calmly to the van, and from inside the damaged windshield, two men, one old and one young, looked like bloody gourds.
Carrying one in each hand, as light as nothing, Du Weiguo's figure had already gone far and disappeared before the smoke and dust completely dissipated.
On the Hannam Bridge that connects Hannam-dong and Gangnam-gu, Du Weiguo was driving a brand-new black Mercedes-Benz that he had snatched casually. He looked comfortable, with his hand on the car window and a cigarette between his arms.
"Damn, it seems I've thought too much about the Rothschilds and the Freemasons. I think too highly of them.
They are clearly just a group of capitalists who are hiding behind and playing tricks. They are the king of words but their hands-on ability is about zero."
At this moment, the Mercedes-Benz W108 driven by Du Weiguo suddenly stopped in the middle of the road. It is not accurate to say that it stopped.
To be precise, the Mercedes-Benz flew up. The car did not lose power. The rear wheels were still spinning rapidly, but the body suddenly hung in the air. It was not high, and the tires were only a few centimeters from the ground.
Not only that, the vehicles behind the Mercedes-Benz have strangely bypassed the Mercedes-Benz and avoided collisions in a way that violated the laws of physics.
At the same time, not far ahead, a figure slowly rose from under the bridge. This was a thin man.
This guy was wearing a black cloak and a black metal hooded mask. Even his eyes were covered, so his face couldn't be seen clearly. He flew up from below by floating in the air.
"Fuck you! Magneto? Isn't it so arrogant, showing off in front of others?"
Even though Du Weiguo was well-informed, he was still stunned and stunned at this moment. You must know that the dark world also has rules, and strangers like them have special abilities.
They all want to hide themselves as deeply as possible, not wanting anyone to know that they are different, let alone their specific abilities.
The guy in front of me could so carelessly use superpowers in full view of the public, and he also had extremely rare metal manipulation abilities. This was simply unbelievable.
After all, Du Weiguo had experienced strong winds and waves. He calmed down his mind, thought quickly, and figured it out in an instant.
This must be the Rothschild family flexing their muscles. On the one hand, they want to show that they have mastered unparalleled extraordinary power. On the other hand, they also want to measure Du Weiguo's weight.
To this day, Du Weiguo is not an unknown person. His reputation as a sinister god resounds throughout the sky. Whether it is the secret service agencies of various countries, the underworld, or the dark world, they are extremely afraid of him.
The strongest ability that Du Weiguo has shown to the outside world is his miraculous marksmanship. The guy in front of him who hides his head and tail is a master of metal control, and he just restrains Du Weiguo's ability.
"Gan! Am I scared? If you want to scare me, you may have made the wrong idea."
Du Weiguo's eyes were sharp, and he used his strength in an instant to kick open the car door. He quickly jumped out of the Mercedes-Benz and without stopping, he rushed towards the man in black robe like a galloping horse.
At this moment, the man in black robe who was pretending to be in competition was about to land on the sidewalk. When he saw Du Weiguo charging towards him with bare hands, he let out a cold snort under his mask:
"Tsk, arrogant and arrogant."
As soon as he finished speaking, under his feet, two silver-bright iron pieces as thin as cicada wings suddenly flew out, split into four in mid-air, and transformed into the shape of a javelin, firing towards Du Weiguo.
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Four javelins flashing with cold light were thrust towards Du Weiguo's chest and abdomen at a very fast speed with a shrill scream.
Du Weiguo, who was running at extremely high speed, faced the javelin that was very close at hand, but he did not dodge or dodge, and he had no time to make a move.
He suddenly moved his hands, parting the mane of a wild horse with a violent force like thunder, and actually knocked all four javelins away.
"Huh?"
The man in black robe snorted in surprise. At this time, Du Weiguo had already rushed 20 meters in front of him. In mid-air, the four javelins that had been shot were split into eight pieces again.
Like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, they roared and drew mysterious arcs, flying toward Du Weiguo from all directions.
Seeing the javelin approaching Du Weiguo, the cold light was threatening, but his feet suddenly exerted force, and the bridge deck instantly cracked.
Du Weiguo's figure soared into the air, like a cannonball leaving the barrel, incredibly fast, covering a distance of no less than ten meters in an instant.
With this leap like a meteor from the sky, he not only got rid of the javelin's fire, but was also in front of the black-robed man in an instant.
He panicked and staggered back a step. The javelin in the air lost control and pierced the concrete pavement with a pop.