The next day, with the sun shining brightly over the Yellow Sea, an empty Belfast C-1 transport plane, like a giant steel bird, quickly split the clouds and streaked across the sky.
This aircraft has undergone extensive modifications, and the spacious cargo compartment in the belly has been transformed into a cabin-like layout.
This is the special plane of Valerie Reyna, director of the Third Operations Room of British MI6, which is usually parked at the Shek Kong Military Airport on Hong Kong Island.
Needless to say, in 1967, when bicycles were not even widely popularized, Raina already had a special plane, which was like a heifer that fell up a tree.
In fact, after completing a series of impossible tasks neatly and with Du Weiguo's full support, Reina still received tangible benefits.
Although Reina's position has not been promoted and she is still the director, she has now entered the Security Committee of MI6, becoming the youngest Security Committee member of MI6 in history.
The Security Committee of Branch 6 is equivalent to the high table and can participate in some high-level confidential discussions and plan formulation.
It can be regarded as a qualitative improvement, and she is expected to be promoted to a senior level with real power, and she will also have some privileges accordingly, such as this newly renovated transport aircraft.
The renovated cabin has added high-tech noise reduction materials, so the noise has become very small and basically does not affect conversations.
At this moment, Reina frowned, her face was solemn, and her tone was hesitant:
"Wesley, you have to think clearly. The power of the Freemasonry is huge, far beyond imagination. The country of Thousand Islands has been regarded as a forbidden land by them. Do you really want to seize the food from the tiger's mouth?"
In fact, along the way, Lei Na had earnestly advised Du Weiguo more than once, and the contents were similar.
They all talked about the Freemasonry as if it were an omnipotent and omnipresent true god. Although he knew that she had good intentions, Du Weiguo was still a little fed up with it.
In Du Weiguo's hand, he was gently caressing a 7.62 mm rifle bullet with the word "sha" engraved on it. His eyes were heavy and he changed the subject by answering the question:
"Rena, how did I hear that many counterfeit products of my exclusive tokens have appeared on the black market in Hong Kong Island?"
Upon hearing this, Reina suddenly looked suffocated, then became furious and joked angrily:
"As for your broken token, it's just a common bullet with a Chinese character engraved on it. It has no technical content at all, and its effects are rumored to be so evil. Naturally, a lot of people are rushing to imitate it."
"Ah!"
Du Weiguo sneered, gently tossing the bullet in his hand, with a trace of amusement hanging on the corner of his mouth:
"Rena, have I been silent in Hong Kong Island for too long? These monsters, ghosts, monsters and monsters in the world have lost their respect for me."
Upon hearing this, Reina was immediately frightened and her tone became nervous:
"Wesley, what are you going to do? The situation is complicated and confusing now, and the future is uncertain. We are all exhausted and have too much time to take care of ourselves. Can't you just stop for a few days?"
Du Weiguo put away the bullet and grinned:
"Ha, why is it so confusing and the future is so bleak? Isn't it just that we have to fight with the Communist Party? It's not a certain day in the world.
They are all human beings with two arms holding a head, and they are all human beings. Are you so frightened that you lose your mind?"
In fact, Du Weiguo has completely figured it out. As long as he doesn't die, even the Freemasonry will not dare to fall out easily. His assassination ability is the best in the world and no one dares to underestimate him.
It's not that easy to kill him now. From a physical level, even if he encounters a powerful enemy of the Hulk's level and cannot defeat him, Du Weiguo is still capable of escaping.
On the mental level, there is a spiritual barrier to protect the body. Du Weiguo at least has the power to protect himself when facing mental powers, and he is not afraid.
Therefore, there is absolutely no need for Du Weiguo to be cautious and walk on thin ice. No matter how many tricks you have, I only have one move, take your head on your neck. Oh my god, that's it!
Reina was so angry that she laughed:
"Boss, what you said is easy. Even if this matter succeeds by luck, we will completely offend the Freemasonry, and we will face countless open and covert attacks in the future.
Once we fail, Natasha and I will no longer have a place to stand, we will be hunted down all over the world, completely crushed, and we will die without a place to bury our bodies."
Du Weiguo's expression seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his tone was lazy:
"Rena, you only think about the disadvantages. Have you ever thought about the advantages? The Thousand Islands Country is a big country with a population of over 100 million and abundant resources.
The change of political power creates a profit vacuum that is enough to drive all the blood-sucking leeches crazy. Even the all-powerful Freemasonry cannot stop this most primitive and pure greed."
Reina was silent for a while:
"What you said makes sense. It is indeed effective to drive away wolves and devoured tigers. But Wesley, I still don't understand why you are doing this. It's so thankless. Are you clearly playing with fire?"
Du Weiguo looked far away out the window and remained silent for a long time. After a while, he pinched the bridge of his nose. His tone was full of exhaustion, but firm:
"Rena, I just don't want to be a chess piece at the mercy of others. Once you become a puppet, you can never change it.
I want to take advantage of the opportunity to resist and fight hard, even if my body is broken into pieces, give me freedom or die!"
“Give me freedom or give me death~”
Reina murmured and repeated this sentence. Slowly, her eyes gradually became firm and her tone was decisive:
"Wesley, I leave my little life to you. Even if I go to hell, I will stay with you unswervingly, life and death."
At this time, Joseph, who had been hiding in the corner, keeping silent and pretending to be asleep, suddenly said out of the blue:
"Well, although I don't understand what you are talking about, the first officer has been secretly recording. Is this really okay?"
Yes, Joseph also got on the plane with Du Weiguo, but he didn't understand Chinese at all and stayed quietly in a corner the whole time.
"What? How did you know?"
Reina's eyes were sharp, and she turned to stare at Joseph fiercely, her tone was shocked and angry, Joseph shrugged his shoulders innocently, and said in a disapproving tone:
"Except for him, all of you, I can get into your brains at will and learn all your memories and thoughts."
Joseph pointed at Du Weiguo with a somewhat proud expression. When he heard this, Du Weiguo was also frightened and couldn't help but frown:
"Joseph, can you read minds?"
Facing Du Weiguo's sharp, knife-like gaze, Joseph's little face fell instantly. He didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and shook his head honestly:
"Well, actually, it's not possible. I'm bragging. I can only replace other people's brains and issue behavioral instructions, and then obtain some fragmented memories and the last moment's thoughts.
I was really bored just now, so I decided to learn how to fly a plane on the spur of the moment, and unexpectedly I got something unexpected."
Joseph is a very smart child. He is trying hard to show his sense of existence. Du Weiguo secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
If Joseph could also read minds, which would be equivalent to being omniscient and omnipotent and also able to control his mind, that would be terrible. No one could stop him except him.
Reina's face was livid at the moment, and she was burning with anger. The crew members on her special plane were naturally her most trusted subordinates, but she didn't expect that there were also nails buried among them.
"Fu*k! Mike has been with me for 5 years. He has been through life and death many times, and yet he betrayed me. I must kill him!"
Reina was filled with murderous intent, lowering her voice, gritting her teeth, and her beautiful face became twisted and hideous because of anger.
"Rena, please be patient."
Du Weiguo smiled and patted Reina on the back, pointed in the direction of the cab, and asked Joseph:
"Joseph, can he hear us when we speak now?"
Joseph smiled and shook his head:
"Of course not. He is just my clone now. He is completely controlled by me. He cannot see, hear, have any consciousness, and will not remember what happened?"
Du Weiguo's eyes tightened and he smacked his lips subconsciously:
"Double-tasking, Joseph, how many people can you control at the same time?"
Upon hearing this question, Joseph suddenly fell silent and did not answer immediately. Instead, he glanced at Reina very vaguely, with a hint of hatred in his eyes.
Reina also glared back at him fiercely, and snorted arrogantly: "What are you looking at? Do you think I'm a stranger, you know?"
Du Weiguo smiled and tried to smooth things over:
"Joseph, Reina is my woman and is worthy of trust. She was just responsible for your adoptive father and was taken advantage of. There was no personal grudge.
Moreover, your adoptive father Paul King is not dead now. Since I have promised you, I will definitely keep him safe and sound, and he will definitely not die."
Joseph bit his lip and made up his mind:
"With complete control like this, I can only control one person at a time, but if it's just rough hypnosis, I can probably affect more than a hundred people at the same time."
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and became interested:
"More than a hundred people? To what extent can it be affected? To the extent that you don't recognize your relatives and lose your mind?"
These words were a bit harsh. Joseph did not speak, but nodded slowly. Reina suddenly took a breath of air and turned pale. Du Weiguo couldn't help but whistled in an excited tone:
"Awesome! Joseph, you have such great ability. You used to hide in Tibet with Paul Jin, run around all over the world, and just for a mere 10 million U.S. dollars, you are really overkill and overkill."
Du Weiguo reached out and held Joseph's shoulders, his eyes sharp and his tone domineering:
"Ha, Joseph, let me show you what the pattern is. Let's do something big that will cause the world to collapse and change the world!"
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the plane landed at Shek Kong Airport in Yuen Long. Du Weiguo set foot on Hong Kong Island again and drove Joseph away in person.
As for the second-in-command, Raina is no novice. On the contrary, she is a senior intelligence agent with mature methods, so she can naturally handle it properly.
Whether it was to sink into the sea after the mastermind was found out, or to continue to keep his life to pass on false information, it was all in Reina's mind, and Du Weiguo was too lazy to worry about it.
After changing a few spare vehicles along the way, and then crossing the sea by boat, Du Weiguo sent Joseph to his high-rise apartment in Wan Chai.
Although no one has lived in it for a long time, except for a thin layer of floating dust, the room is still neat and pleasing to the eye.
There was a large amount of food stored in the house. After a few brief explanations, Du Weiguo changed his clothes, left Joseph alone in the apartment, and went out.
Joseph behaved very well throughout the whole process without even the slightest objection. As for escaping secretly, Du Weiguo also said he had no worries.
Joseph is a very smart child, and he should know very well that attaching himself to Du Weiguo, a big boss of the same kind, is his best choice.
He is different from ordinary people and is also not tolerated in the world. He is coveted by all forces. Although he has the terrifying ability of mind control, he is not omnipotent and cannot do whatever he wants.
His abilities also have strict range restrictions, and he doesn't even need a sniper. A pistol bullet can easily kill him from dozens of meters away.
At 11:30 p.m., Tsim Sha Tsui and Nathan Road were completely silent.
Towards evening, it rained in the Hong Kong Island area, the temperature dropped sharply, and the cold wind was mixed with icy rain, which was bone-chilling. Nathan Road, which used to be bustling with people, now became deserted for pedestrians.
Pang Xiaoqing was caught in the rain, her hair was wet, she covered her arms and slowly walked back to the apartment where she lived alone, exhausted.
This apartment was still the residence that Du Weiguo helped her settle into eight months ago. Even the furnishings remained the same as before, without any change.
Today, when Pang Xiaoqing was arresting several armed gangsters who were smuggling into Nanjing, his arm was grazed by a bullet. The injury was not serious, but a piece of flesh was also lost. Although it had been bandaged, it still hurt.
Pang Xiaoqing very carefully checked the mark he left on the door lock, and after confirming it was correct, he opened the door and entered the house.
I struggled to take off my waxy leather waterproof jacket without turning on the light. I sat down on a chair in the dark, took out a cigarette, lit it skillfully, and murmured to myself:
"Those Yonan guys are running wild and unscrupulous. The street is getting more and more non-stop. I don't know if Director Du is still on Hong Kong Island~"
At this moment, Pang Xiaoqing's words suddenly stopped, as if he was electrocuted suddenly, his body shook violently, and his eyes flashed with fierceness.
There was someone in the room, and there was a faint sound of breathing!
Pang Xiaoqing stood up suddenly and reached for her gun at the same time, but her hand was grabbed by a large hand like an iron pliers like lightning.
Pang Xiaoqing reacted quickly. The moment his hand was grasped, he twisted around and raised his elbow, giving a fierce elbow thrust. At the same time, he also raised his calf sharply, secretly poking at the bottom of her skirt and lifting her vaginal foot.
Regardless of what should be said, Pang Xiaoqing's reaction was extremely sharp, especially the finger-licking kick, which was fast and urgent. It was an out-and-out killer move that could be used by both men and women. As long as it was touched, all descendants would be wiped out in an instant.
It was a pity that the elbow she had just raised was suddenly pushed hard by someone, and an overwhelming force came from her.
Her figure instantly lost her balance, and her vaginal kick naturally lost its accuracy and missed the target.
Pang Xiaoqing sat down on the chair in embarrassment. In the flash of lightning, someone had taken away the .
Light.
"Click~"
At the same time, the safety hammer of the police revolver was quickly lifted up, and Pang Xiaoqing's heart felt cold.
Wan Duzi, I met a top master, my life is over, I will never see him again, there was only one thought left in Pang Xiaoqing's mind.
"Pang Xiaoqing, your reaction is okay, but you have developed a bad habit and rely a little too much on weapons. If you didn't draw a gun just now, but just raised your elbow to poke and kick, the effect should be better."
In the darkness, Du Weiguo's deep magnetic voice sounded, and at the same time he turned off the safety of the .38, turned the gun around, and handed it back to Pang Xiaoqing's hand.
Pang Xiaoqing's mood was like a roller coaster, flying directly from the bottom of the valley to the sky. He was so surprised that he forgot everything, his eyes were red, and he pounced towards Du Weiguo regardless.
Pang Xiaoqing was stupid and couldn't say a word. She just hugged Du Weiguo tightly and burst into tears.
Du Weiguo nephrite hugged her warmly, a little awkwardly, patted her back gently, and joked:
"Why are you crying? Feiyan Nuxia, I haven't seen you for half a year. You have gained a lot of weight."
Pang Xiaoqing sobbed, her voice choked with sobs: "It's not half a year, but a whole eight months and three days. I thought you had forgotten me."
Du Weiguo is now considered a veteran of Huacong. He is naturally aware of Pang Xiaoqing's intentions, but he is really worried and can't do anything.
How should I put it? In Du Weiguo's perception, Pang Xiaoqing is a conservative-minded and very traditional woman.
There are fundamental differences between her and Mo Lan, Zhao Yingnan, and even Guo Fu. It is difficult to stand alone. The most important thing is that Du Weiguo has no love for her at all and does not want to delay her life for his own selfish desires.
"Pang Xiaoqing, please let go first. I'm here to see you this time because I have something serious to say."
Du Weiguo's tone became serious and serious. Pang Xiaoqing felt a chill in his heart. He quickly let go, wiped his eyes, sniffed, and managed to regain his composure:
"What's the matter? Director Du, tell me."
"Well, Pang Xiaoqing, have you seen this thing?"
Du Weiguo put his keepsake bullet in Pang Xiaoqing's hand. In the darkness, she just touched it briefly and replied without hesitation:
"I've seen it before. This is your unique token, the evil bullet."
Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo frowned and became furious:
"Sure enough, even you have seen it. It seems that this thing is now on the streets!"
You must know that although this bullet token is crude, it was made by Du Weiguo himself and has never appeared on the market. So far, only 5 bullets have been made in total.
One was reserved for Kuncha from Triangle, then Laihao, Yamaguchi-gumi from Japan, and Lee Hyun-jung from South Korea, and this last one is the one in front of me.
Someone is wantonly forging and spreading their own tokens. How the hell is this okay? It seems that I have really been silent on Hong Kong Island for too long and has been forgotten by others.
There is another point that makes Du Weiguo most angry. There are only a few people who have actually seen this bullet token. Since it can be copied, someone must have had other ideas!
Following this train of thought, Du Weiguo immediately had a vague guess in his mind. He held the bullet in his hand, exerted force with his fingers, and the brass bullet case immediately dented. His eyes were cold and his tone was faint:
"Xiaoqing, help me check Wu Shihao's detailed residence."
The temperature in the room dropped sharply, and Pang Xiaoqing felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She shivered violently, and the evil spirit was angry. Blood flowed everywhere. I am afraid that there will be another bloody storm in Hong Kong Island!