In fact, Kunpeng Pictures did suffer a lot of casualties this time and was basically completely destroyed.
Except for Donald, the general manager of Kunpeng Pictures, Brother Xiao Long and the crew who were filming "Game of Death" on location, basically everyone was killed or injured.
After all, this matter cannot be hidden. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. Du Weiguo is not going to hide it from her. Some painful experiences are necessary, and he does not want Zhao Yingnan to eventually be raised as a giant baby by him.
"Yingnan, Kunpeng Pictures did suffer heavy casualties this time. Except for the crew of "Game of Death", almost no one was spared."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yingnan's tears suddenly fell in clusters like broken beads, and he was so sad that he could not control himself.
Du Weiguo didn't say anything to comfort her, but gently wiped away her tears and stroked her hair for a while.
Zhao Yingnan sniffed, stopped sobbing, wiped his tears hard, and asked in a hateful voice:
"Wei Guo, this matter was all planned by that lame man? Who is he? I will destroy his whole family and take revenge! You don't have to worry about this matter."
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, with a hint of admiration in his eyes. The only way to eliminate evil is to eliminate the evil and implicate the innocent. This sounds a bit cruel and unkind.
However, this is a life-and-death feud, a life-and-death relationship. To be soft on the enemy and to tolerate the traitor is to be cruel to oneself.
Du Weiguo became interested and wanted to tease her, so he asked in a teasing tone:
"Revenge? Don't worry about me, Yingnan. This lame man's name is Wu Shihao. He is the most powerful gangster in Hong Kong Island.
The rich and powerful man has hundreds or even thousands of desperadoes under his command, Yingnan, tell me, what is your plan?"
Zhao Yingnan's eyes flickered and his tone was cold:
"He's not dead yet, is he? Wei Guo, what conditions did you agree to in order to save me?"
Du Weiguo became more playful, his acting skills improved, and he replied in a calm tone: "Well, it's nothing, I just promised not to kill him personally."
Zhao Yingnan nodded, with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "Okay, Wu Shihao, right? You don't need to take action. I'll find someone to kill his whole family. This doesn't count as a breach of contract, right?"
Du Weiguo smiled:
"Ha! Yingnan, it's not easy to find someone to kill him. Your man and I are the best and most expensive assassins in the world. Tell me, how much money do you have now?"
Zhao Yingnan naturally heard Du Weiguo's teasing intention, but now she was a little bit superior. Not to be outdone, she replied seriously:
"I have more than 24 million Hong Kong dollars in cash on hand, and the account for "Fist of Heroes" is almost 15 million. I can ask Mr. Shao to advance the payment in advance.
Calculating this way, we can collect almost 5 million US dollars, how about it? This money is enough to buy the lives of his whole family!"
5 million US dollars and 40 million Hong Kong dollars can persuade Du Weiguo to take action. It is indeed enough to buy the heads of Laihao's whole family.
Zhao Yingnan is worthy of being a tiger girl in the general family. The gene of decisive killing is engraved in her bones. A lion will attack a rabbit with all its strength.
When Kunpeng Pictures was attacked before, she even took action herself and killed two thugs. The blood on her face was all spattered at that time.
Du Weiguo slapped his mouth:
"Then you have drained all the funds. What will happen to the follow-up filming of the movie? What about employee pensions and the reconstruction of the company? The next step is to film the movie~~"
Zhao Yingnan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then bit his lip:
"It's okay. Brother Xiao Long's current box office appeal is unparalleled. I can sell the shares in "Game of Life and Death"~~"
"Sir, please stop teasing Yingnan. Yingnan, you are too angry. You are so cowardly and brave that you dare to touch you. How could you let him go? He has already turned into powder."
The door was open, and Pang Xiaoqing walked in with a bowl of steaming wontons. He gave Du Weiguo an angry and strange look, as if complaining that he was teasing his sister.
When Zhao Yingnan heard this, his eyes turned red with anger and his breathing became rapid:
"Du Weiguo, you bastard, you actually joke about this kind of thing. Are you now so hard-hearted that you regard human life as nothing?"
Just as Du Weiguo was about to speak, Pang Xiaoqing quickly came to her, pushed her gently, and helped Du Weiguo excuse herself:
"Yingnan, what are you talking about? That lame hao guy is so crazy that he buried hundreds of kilograms of high explosives in that cave, causing the mountain to collapse.
In order to save you, sir, he went into danger alone and used himself as a bargaining chip to get you out. It really was a narrow escape from death."
Tsk!
Du Weiguo couldn't help but secretly praise that Pang Xiaoqing, the role of the maid of the first wife, really played the role of conscientious and consummately.
The maid has done a good job, but it's just about the marriage. Mr. Du has been busy with many things recently, and he hasn't had time to be lucky.
The official closure of Hong Kong Island lasted only four hours and ended, but the gangsters still disappeared and not even a sampan went into the sea.
The rivers and lakes have become completely chaotic, and a bloody storm has enveloped the entire island.
Almost all societies, regardless of their size, were led by the mad bull who was eager to rise to the top, frantically killing the people who were originally affiliated with Lame Hao and encroaching on his territory.
The most important thing is that the police forces headed by Lei Luo turned a blind eye to this and ignored the blood flowing on the streets.
Even Uncle Jiu, who has always been upright, hates evil, and does not rub dirt in his eyes, went directly back to Lantau Island on vacation, out of sight and out of mind.
Uncle Jiu was indeed an upright person, but he was not pedantic. He knew very well that Du Weiguo wanted to use this to establish his authority and scare the monkeys, and the people who died were the lowest-ranking fans, so naturally he was too lazy to pay attention.
When the wall falls down, everyone pushes back, and when the tree falls down, the hozens scatter. Lame Hao usually relies on his two backers, Lei Luo and Sha Shen, to act arrogantly and unscrupulously.
He had countless enemies in Hong Kong Island, and now that he was killed neatly by the Evil God, Lei Luo stopped and did not stand up for him.
These guys in the club are all just outsiders who have become elites. They are the most attuned to the situation. In this way, they can beat the loser, make a lot of money, and take advantage of the opportunity to sell the evil spirits. Naturally, everyone is active.
Fights and chases are taking place in the streets and alleys of Hong Kong Island almost all the time. The most serious ones are in the Kowloon Walled City. This is where the lame tycoons started their business, and the most die-hard supporters and mazi are the most numerous.
Kowloon Walled City is an extremely special existence on Hong Kong Island. After a long period of autonomy, it has become a world of its own.
People are like ants, and the city is like a devil's cave, harboring filth and evil. The police stay away from it. It is considered a lawless place on Hong Kong Island.
It is also a paradise for refugees, old prostitutes, stowaways, wanted criminals, drug addicts, lowlifes and rotten gamblers.
It is said that no less than 50,000 people were packed into the space like a pigeon cage, and some said 100,000. No one knows the exact number of people.
This place is where Lai Hao started, and it has always been his most solid base with strong strength. Of course, it is also a big piece of meat that gangs in Hong Kong have always coveted.
Normally, this place is impenetrable to needles and impenetrable to water, just like an iron bucket. Thanks to the strong wind and waves caused by Du Weiguo this time, the three major societies have actually reached a tacit consensus.
They took the lead, and other gangs, big and small, sent their men one after another, all wanting to attack the city and plant their flags here.
However, Kowloon Walled City is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others. It also has its own gangs, most of which are connected by geographical relations.
Moreover, the residents entrenched here are basically ants who are desperate and have hit rock bottom.
Although they are humble, they have no way to retreat. If there is no skin left, there will be no hair. They are well versed in the principle of joining forces to keep warm. They are particularly united and resist the outsiders with the same hatred.
So, the dispute began!
The dwarf mules of the society who stormed into the Kowloon Walled City were beaten almost instantly and their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they escaped in a hurry.
As a result, the face of the three major societies was smashed to the ground. The big bosses lost their shame and the conflict quickly escalated. Especially after seeing blood, it was a bit difficult to stop the brakes.
Kowloon Walled City has one of its biggest weaknesses, and that is its fear of fire. Once such a densely packed building catches fire, the consequences will be disastrous.
When a few gangsters with red eyes who had suffered heavy losses, carrying homemade Molotov cocktails, tried to break into the Kowloon Walled City and set fire to it, gunshots rang out.
"Tatata~"
With a precise burst of fire, several horsemen carrying Molotov cocktails almost fell to the ground. Boom, the flames spread instantly, spreading indiscriminately and swallowing the short mules beside them.
A few unlucky ones who were close to them instantly turned into burning people, wailing and running around, creating a chaos. At this moment, gunshots rang out again, and it was another round of continuous fire, and several burning people fell to the ground in an instant.
As soon as he took action, more than a dozen people died, just like chopping vegetables and melons. With thunderous thunder, all the gang thugs were suppressed by such cruel methods.
This is not a gangster trick, it is clearly the extremely tough style of the elite troops, these low-ranking young and Dangerous boys.
They usually peck each other with watermelon knives, but seeing this terrifying formation, they couldn't help but retreat and remain silent.
The corpses of several burning people were lying on the ground, their bodies were burnt black, and they were twitching unconsciously. A strange smell of burnt barbecue filled the air.
After a while, a middle-aged man wearing a shabby green M43, with stubble on his face, dark skin, and empty hands slowly walked out of the walled city.
Obviously, he is the person who came out to speak on behalf of Kowloon Walled City.
With steady steps and a calm expression, he walked straight to the large group of thugs. With the ferocious killing momentum just now, the crowd suddenly jumped up and down, and a gap formed in the waves.
The man kept walking and ignored the rabble of the club. He walked directly in front of the mad cow, looked at him coldly, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Your name is Niu Zhaoquan. It turns out that you are from the Chaoshan Gang and a subordinate of Wu Shihao. Is it you who started this incident today?"
He spoke authentic Mandarin with a slight Northland accent, and cold sweat oozed from Mad Cow's forehead.
However, thinking about my strong backstage, I immediately felt confident again. With a fierce look and a soft heart, I said bravely:
"Fight in the street, Yankee, who the hell are you? I tell you, this is the order of the evil god. No one of the lame horses will be left alive. If you don't want your whole family to die, then give up resistance and get out of the way."
the way."
The man curled his lips and glanced around casually:
"Tsk, God of Evil, oh, what a great majesty, such a loud tone, the three major societies actually surrendered. It seems that I have been here for too long and am ignorant. When did such a ruthless person appear in Hong Kong Island?
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Mad Cow raised the machete in his hand, giving full play to his top dog leg talent, and spoke in a tough tone:
"Don't talk nonsense. If you are sensible, just get out of here and get out of the way. Otherwise, I will set your broken city on fire~ah~"
The mad cow became more and more excited as he talked, and was beeping arrogantly. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his ear. When he reached out to touch it, he found that the ear had disappeared, and he screamed miserably.
In the man's hand, he was holding the bloody ear of the mad cow. No one saw how he took action, and judging from the posture, it was still torn off forcefully.
Seeing this scene, the crowd immediately became commotion again, and the dwarf mules, which were about to move, immediately retreated far back to make way for a large open space.
The man was unconventional. He stood there calmly and waited until the mad cow got tired of shouting. Then he raised his ears in his hand and said in a stern tone:
"Go back and tell that bullshit evil spirit. My name is Liao Wei. I came to Hong Kong Island from Korea in 1954. I will protect the Kowloon Walled City. You guys should not come here to die. If you have the guts, let him come here to find me in person.
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After saying that, Liao Wei casually threw the ears on the ground, turned around, stepped forward, and left in a grand manner.
The hundreds of gangsters surrounding him were all as dumb as a chicken, and no one dared to move.
Early the next morning, in Du Weiguo's high-rise apartment in Central, the piercing ringing of the phone rang for a long time before the sleepy Du Weiguo lazily walked over.
Last night, after Pang Xiaoqing left and almost survived, Zhao Yingnan, who was in agitated mood, burst out with unimaginable fighting power. He obeyed and flattered, and almost blew up Du Weiguo.
Du Weiguo was sleepy, yawned, and picked up the receiver:
"Hey, Raina, what's going on? What? When did I say I was going to wipe out the Kowloon Walled City? Of course, it's a shabby slum. Why should I sweep it down?
What? A master who is not inferior to Bai Jian suddenly appeared in the Kowloon Walled City, and he asked me to meet him. Are you sure? Okay, I will be there soon."
After hanging up the phone, Du Weiguo was obviously in high spirits. He rubbed the thick stubble on his chin and said to himself:
"A master who can compete with Bai Jian, tsk, that's interesting."
Bai Jian is a top special agent who defected from Hong Kong Island. He is talented, strong, skilled in marksmanship, and as cunning as a fox. He was once a strong enemy of Du Weiguo, and even injured Lei Na.
In other words, masters of his level have actually surpassed the category of human beings for a long time. If they are placed on the battlefield, they are like gods of death. They can be encountered but cannot be sought.
However, it is a bit puzzling that such a ruthless man with incredible skills is willing to stay in the dilapidated Kowloon Walled City.
"Sir, are you going out? Do you need me to accompany you?"
Joseph walked out of another room with a pair of panda eyes and a haggard expression.
Du Weiguo kept his promise and kept his word. When he came back in the early morning, he threw a full 400,000 Hong Kong dollars in front of Joseph, which was basically the same as 100,000 US dollars. This was the remuneration promised to him before.
Joseph is a money obsessed kid. When he sees money, he keeps counting until now. He doesn’t know how many times he has counted. Du Weiguo smiled and shook his head:
"No, you should take a break quickly. I haven't finished counting yet. Can I still lie to you?"
Joseph scratched his head shyly:
"Hey, I've finished counting it a long time ago, sir. I know you won't lie to me. In fact, this is the first time I have seen so much money, and I feel happy."
Half an hour later, in Reina's office building in Victoria Harbor, Du Weiguo saw the miserable mad cow with only one ear left and half of its face swollen.
This guy didn't know Du Weiguo's contact information at all. He could only find Reina through Lei Luo's relationship.
At this moment, in Lei Na's office, besides Mad Bull, Lei Luo was also there. Du Weiguo ignored the aggrieved Mad Bull and greeted Lei Luo with a smile:
"Hey, Mr. Lei Luo is here too. I wonder what his instructions are?"
Facing Du Weiguo's ridicule, Lei Luo could only knock out his front teeth and swallow them with blood. He subconsciously licked his lips, his face was bitter and his voice was dull:
"Mr. Wesley, I did mishandle Wu Shihao's matter. I apologize to you and accept the punishment, but he has been executed now.
Now dozens of lives have been lost, and the streets are in chaos, especially when you want to wipe out the Kowloon Walled City, you even used guns, the scene is really huge~"
Upon hearing this, before Du Weiguo could finish speaking, he gave the mad cow a hard look and scolded him mercilessly like he was lecturing his third grandson:
"Mad Cow, I asked you to kill all Wu Shihao's men. When did I ask you to sweep the Kowloon Walled City?"
Mad Cow was so aggrieved that he almost shed tears:
"God of Evil, Wu Shihao is the one who rushes to the street. All his hardcore men are hiding in the Kowloon Walled City. I don't dare to disobey your orders, so I can only charge forward."
In fact, Du Weiguo was very aware of the twists and turns, and he was also well aware of the thoughts of these society bosses. They were just coveting the fat meat of Kowloon Walled City, and he would take the opportunity to take a bite.
Du Weiguo glanced at Lei Luo and said with a faint tone:
"Boss Lei Luo, you have heard that I am not trying to wipe out the Kowloon Walled City, I am just trying to get rid of all Wu Shihao's cronies.
He touched my woman, broke the rules of the world, and retaliated with retaliation. Naturally, I want to eradicate it, which is fair and reasonable."
Before Lei Luo could speak, Du Weiguo added in a faint tone:
"By the way, Detective Lei Luo, how did Wu Shihao find Megan? I haven't had time to investigate this matter carefully yet.
I hope that the culprit who instigated this incident had better not leave Hong Kong Island, otherwise, I will have to trouble you."
This was a naked threat, and it was also a death threat. Lei Luo's eyes were suffocated, his face became visibly pale, and there was no blood left. He opened his mouth, but was unable to make any sound.
Yes, it is true that Lei Luo, as the Chinese chief detective, holds a high position of power, is as wealthy as the enemy, and is the local emperor of Hong Kong Island.
But Du Weiguo is indeed capable of killing him easily. This is also a very cruel but indisputable fact. In the face of absolute force, power and status are all in vain.
Du Weiguo now has no family and no country. He has jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements. As long as he messes with me, it doesn't matter who you are. Just raise your head to see me. It's simple and rude.
But even so, Lei Luo, who had all the power in Hong Kong Island, was still controlled by him and had to bow his head and give in.
After spending 100 million in vain, his brother was still shattered to pieces by Du Weiguo. Now, his most capable younger brother, Lard Zai, is also hanging on by a thread, but there is nothing he can do.
In fact, Lei Luo, as a powerful and wealthy man of the generation, has not thought of countermeasures, and has even secretly contacted the mysterious organization of people with special abilities.
For example, Japan's Tsuchimikado Shinto, and Asan's evil sect that is similar to asceticism, but the conclusion reached made Lei Luo's heart feel cold from the throat to the excrement.
In the realm of the Hidden Ones, the Evil God is even more famous, ever since Du Weiguo single-handedly destroyed the Eight Hundred Dragons in the Triangle and destroyed the Jiuju Sect in Japan.
In the underground world, the evil god's reputation is so high that no one dares to touch him, no matter how much money he is offered, he will not do it, let alone assassinate him, and he will not even accept the job of bodyguard.
Facing the Evil God, you can earn life or death with your life! The key is that it is so easy to get knocked down and destroy the temple.
Du Weiguo ignored Lei Luo, who looked unhappy, but turned his attention to Lei Na and asked with interest:
"Reina, tell me, this guy named Liao Wei is not inferior to Bai Jian. How did you come to the conclusion?"
Reina didn't waste any time and handed him a stack of photos:
"This guy fired twice and fired a total of 22 bullets. He used a Thompson submachine gun and killed 12 people in a continuous shooting at a distance of more than 50 meters. This is a photo of the corpse at the scene. See for yourself!"
This data is astonishing, comparable to a miracle. Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and quickly browsed the photos in his hand. His interest became more and more intense. With a smile on his face, he couldn't help but admire:
"Tsk, tsk, good marksmanship. All fatal injuries were shot in the heart. 22 bullets, 16 of which were hit on the torso. Typical army style. Well, the distance of 50 meters is not bad. His marksmanship is like a god!"
Reina rolled her eyes at him angrily:
"Wesley, can you stop acting like a pervert who takes pleasure in hunting? It's so scary. Such a master suddenly appears on Hong Kong Island. Don't act like Bai Jian before, causing chaos and chaos.
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While Lei Na was talking, she subconsciously touched her old injuries. Du Weiguo knew that she was being reminded of painful memories of the past.
Without any hesitation, he held her shoulders affectionately, patted her chest aggressively and assured:
"Don't worry, I will never let him cause trouble in your territory. It will be a piece of cake to deal with him."
Reina was still a little uneasy: "Wesley, don't be careless and underestimate the enemy."
Du Weiguo shook his head:
"Oh, since this guy has made such bold claims about protecting the Kowloon Walled City, his mobility has been completely lost.
If a sharpshooter loses his mobility, it is equivalent to breaking his own arm. If you fight with me, it will be a pure way to death."
There is a basis for Du Weiguo's wild claims. In terms of marksmanship alone, Huo Wei is indeed as good as Bai Jian, with top-notch accuracy and control ability.
But Du Weiguo is not the same person anymore. After his agility attributes have been greatly improved, his nerve reflexes have also improved, which can fully adapt to his extraordinary vision.
If he had controlled the Thompson submachine gun to fire continuously at that time, he could have shot one Calami at a time without wasting a single bullet, and all of them would have been headshots.
Although the results look the same, the level is vastly different. When experts compete, the difference can be the difference between life and death.