Kowloon Walled City looks very magical from the outside, with an indescribable eerie beauty, but the inside is hard to describe.
The layout is like a maze, with narrow roads, dirty water flowing across it, and filth. The densely packed houses and archways are stacked together in an incredible way, like a honeycomb, which makes people dizzy.
Inside the walled city, near the center, there is a building that faces south and looks like an ancestral hall or a government office. There are two majestic bronze statues of Haechi standing at the door.
This building has three entrances and occupies a large area. In the second hall, to the right of the gold-carved wooden statue of Guan Gong, Du Weiguo sits upright with a golden sword on his horse.
Opposite him, sitting on the Grand Master's chair on the left hand side, was a thin and lanky old man wearing a long satin mandarin coat with white beard and hair. His surname was Tang, and he was known as Qigong. Everyone called him Grandpa, but his real name was unknown.
Tang Qigong is the president of the Kowloon Walled City Neighborhood Welfare Association. This title sounds a bit ridiculous, as if he is the female director of the neighborhood committee, but his power is ridiculously great.
The Kowloon Walled City is a state within a state, a lawless place, a small world of its own, with a high degree of autonomy, shallow water, many bastards, small temples, and strong winds.
And this neighborhood welfare association is basically equivalent to the government office in the walled city. No matter how big or small the matter is, it can basically be decided with one word.
Tang Qigong is basically equivalent to the local emperor here. He is a typical old-school man, with dignified behavior, droopy eyelids, and long fingernails.
Qi Gong unhurriedly picked up the blue and white porcelain tea cup on the table, took a sip, smacked his lips, and spoke slowly and with a good accent:
"Young man, try it. This is authentic Wuyi rock tea, brewed with water from Wanlv Lake. It tastes pretty good."
From Qi Gong's words, it is not difficult to tell that this old guy is also an experienced sea smuggler, and he is also a kind of magical power, otherwise he would not use the big fly to pour flashy things like tea leaves and lake water.
Du Weiguo was light and calm, without any sense of restraint. He lit a cigarette and waved his hand with a smile:
"Qi Gong, I won't drink any more tea. I was soaked in the cold rain outside just now, and I'm already full. I'm a rough man and have a short temper. Let's get straight to the point."
"Hehehe~"
Tang Qigong stroked his snow-white goatee and laughed:
"Young man, please be patient. After all, this is a matter of life and death. It cannot be ignored. It is better to be cautious."
Du Weiguo didn't like his posturing and sullen demeanor. To put it bluntly, Tang Qigong was essentially a poor vampire.
By squeezing these ants at the bottom of society, they have fallen into the abyss, cracking their marrow and sucking their bones, fattening their own scavengers, but they still dare to show off.
Don't talk about an old man like him, just ask Lei Luo, the underground emperor of Hong Kong Island, if he dares to be so arrogant in front of Du Weiguo now.
Du Weiguo's temper is getting louder and louder now, and a look of impatience can't help but appear in his eyes. This has nothing to do with self-cultivation, but is the inevitable result of rising status.
Just imagine, Raina and Natasha are high-ranking and powerful secret service chiefs who are always around him all day long.
And big bosses like Soros and Lei Luo have to obey, and members of Congress are killed at will. How could a maggot be allowed to show off his power in front of him?
Du Weiguo's face darkened:
"Qi Gong, the reason why I am sitting here now is entirely to give Huo Wei face. I am not here to discuss with you, but to inform you to hand over Wu Shihao's men as soon as possible."
Du Weiguo turned his face and became aggressive. Tang Qigong's brows furrowed slightly and he couldn't help but increase his tone:
"Young man, don't be arrogant, keep a line in your behavior so that we can meet each other easily in the future. Now Wu Shihao is dead.
As the saying goes, people die and their accounts are ruined. His younger brothers are all children of our city. It's a bit against the rules for you to kill them all like this."
Du Weiguo sneered, exhaled a puff of smoke that was like a long arrow, and said in a teasing tone:
"Ha! Rules? What rules? Where are they? Did you make them? You old coffin boy, do you deserve it?"
Du Weiguo's patience ran out, he broke his face and made rude remarks. Although Qigong was deep in the city, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes. He placed the tea cup heavily on the coffee table and glared angrily:
"Yes, it is the rule of our Kowloon Walled City. As long as the children of our Walled City die outside and let nature take their fate, they will never blame others.
But as long as the disciples are still in the city, no one can touch them, not even the King of Heaven!"
As Qi Gong touched the teacup gently, the sound of footsteps like a tide suddenly sounded in the stairs and corridors on both sides of the meeting hall. Listening to the movement, there must be no less than a few hundred people.
Even in the back hall of the meeting hall, there were people approaching quickly, and even the sound of heavy breathing and the sound of sharp weapons being unsheathed could be clearly heard.
Hoho, the game was played in a very classic way, with a cup thrown as a sign, and the axe-hands swarmed in and chopped Du Weiguo into powder and meat.
The smile on Du Weiguo's face remained undiminished, without any trace of nervousness. He slowly put out the cigarette butt and said in a faint tone:
"Qi Gong, what do you mean? If you can't be soft, you can be hard? If you want to swarm me, this is also the rule of your city."
Qi Gong rubbed the blue and white porcelain tea cup in his hand, sneered, changed his previous kind expression, and spoke in a sinister tone:
"Young man, this is the Kowloon Walled City. It's not a place for you to run wild. You'd better be more sensible. Here, you can get the dragon's plate, but you have to lie down even if it's a tiger."
Hearing Tang Qigong's stern expression and his shameless arrogance, Du Weiguo quickly lowered his eyelids and barely resisted the desire to laugh out loud.
Damn, this old gangster obviously wants to play the trick of showing that the powerful dragon does not suppress the local snake, but with the ragtag swordsmen under him, it is just like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong.
Du Weiguo got up playfully, suppressed his smile, gently rubbed the ashes on his hands, and showed a somewhat guilty attitude:
"Qi Gong, how should we deal with this matter according to your opinion?"
Seeing that Du Weiguo gave in, Tang Qigong chuckled, and like an old fox who had succeeded in his conspiracy, he stroked his goatee and started making jokes again.
"Haha, that's what young people should do, know how to advance and retreat, and understand the general picture. I roughly understand the ins and outs of this matter.
The grievances between Wu Shihao and you all happened outside the walled city. He was inferior in skills and died in your hands, and we have no control over him."
The old man spoke in a cadence, as if he was singing in an opera. Although Du Weiguo was extremely bored, he still had patience, lowered his head and did not interrupt his performance.
Tang Qigong glanced at the sullen Du Weiguo. His heart became more and more proud, with a cunning look in his eyes. He gently rubbed the teacup and suddenly changed the subject:
"However, after all, Wu Shihao is from our city walled city, and his disciples and disciples are also in the city walled city. Therefore, according to the rules of the world, his property and livelihood must continue to be taken over by the city walled city."
Good guy, the fox's tail was finally exposed, and Du Weiguo almost broke his guard and laughed out loud.
Bullshit rules, damn unity, the reason why Kowloon Walled City is so tough in protecting the drug dealers under those lame tycoons.
To put it bluntly, it is not all for profit. Money and silk are very attractive to people's hearts. Dare to love this old fox who wants to take chestnuts from the fire and accept the business of a lame tycoon like gold mountains and silver seas.
Du Weiguo did not answer Qigong immediately, but looked dimly at Huo Wei who was waiting in the outer hall. He was not qualified to enter the inner hall and had been sitting outside with a few guys who looked like elders.
Huo Wei's face looked very ugly at the moment. His physical fitness was extraordinary and his hearing was amazing. He could hear clearly what was said in the inner hall. Qi Gong's greedy intentions were like Sima Zhao's, which made him extremely ashamed.
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and said in a joking tone:
"Brother Huo Wei, you have understood. What is this old immortal's plan? You should tell me, should I continue to pretend to be a grandson?"
Although Huo Wei was an upright man, he was not stupid. His face was ashen and he cursed in a muffled voice:
"Damn it, it's as black as a crow in the world, Evil God, you can do whatever you want, I don't give a damn."
"Hahaha! Easy to say~"
Du Weiguo gave a long laugh, stood up, stretched his waist leisurely, and raised his fingers towards Tang Qigong in an extremely provocative manner:
"Tsk, now that the negotiation has broken down, I can only see the real chapter. I won't bully you. Come on, Lao Bangzi, hurry up and throw a cup.
Let me see the swordsmen and axemen under your command. Hey, after sitting for a long time, my whole body feels uncomfortable. It’s time to stretch my muscles and bones.”
Tang Qigong also had a ruthless and decisive character. He also stood up and said a harsh word with a dark face:
"You don't know whether to live or die, you asked for this!"
Before he finished speaking, the tea cup in his hand hit the green brick floor hard and shattered into pieces.
"Boom~"
Along with the sound of cups being thrown, footsteps sounded like huge waves, and countless capable young men, wielding swords and axes, and shouting, poured in from outside and the back hall.
I don't know how many of these men there are. They are so densely packed that you can't see them all at a glance. They all have ruthless faces, dragons and phoenixes, and ferocious expressions.
They were carrying sharp weapons in their hands, shouting and cursing, and rushed towards Du Weiguo like a tide. The momentum was so terrifying that even Huo Wei couldn't help but change his expression and hurriedly stepped aside.
It is no joke that an elephant will be killed by ants and an old master will be beaten to death by random punches.
The terrain here is narrow and there is no room to move around. Without a gun, once surrounded by these thugs, even a top expert like Huo Wei would be so angry that he would be chopped into pieces in an instant.
Du Weiguo's weapons were left outside before entering the walled city. At that time, he said he wanted to give Huo Wei face and show his sincerity.
At this moment, Huo Wei also broke into a cold sweat for Du Weiguo. He felt very guilty and annoyed.
He had a clear-cut character about grievances. In an instant, he had already made up his mind. If Du Weiguo really fell here, he would definitely kill Tang Qigong to avenge him in the future.
However, Huo Wei was definitely too worried. He was used to seeing big scenes. How could Du Weiguo, who had walked out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, be hacked to death by a group of mobs?
The men and horses in the back hall got closer and came faster. They were already in front of them in an instant. Du Weiguo's smile faded and his eyes sharpened.
A black light suddenly shot out from his sleeves, and the Nine Nether Locks instantly stretched straight, like a spear, with its extremely sharp tip piercing the bodies of several people in succession.
"Drink~"
Du Weiguo roared in a deep voice, the veins on his neck popped out, his feet took root on the ground, and his thighs, waist, hips, and arms worked together to exert force.
The few unlucky ones who were pierced by the Nine Nether Locks were immediately treated like meteor hammers by him and swung them alive.
"Click, ah~~"
Wails, screams, curses, begging for mercy, and cries, along with the sounds of broken bones and tendons, sounded at the same time, and the small hall instantly turned into a purgatory.
Du Weiguo's strength attribute is the weakest among the three measurements, only about 5 times that of ordinary people, but even so, the explosive power is still very terrifying.
The speed of the human meteor hammer was astonishing. The dozen or so men who rushed the fastest were instantly smashed into a large area like wheat, knocking down many people behind them.
No one who was directly hit was intact, and no one could stand up again. With just one move, no less than 20 people were killed in a flash of lightning.
To deal with these chickens and dogs, Du Weiguo did not need to use any long-range means at all. He could defeat them ten times with one force, which was also easy and enjoyable.
"Hey~"
One blow worked, and after the Nine Nether Lock was retracted, another bolt of electricity shot out, directly piercing the back of the old fox Tang Qigong who was about to turn around and run away.
"puff!"
Tang Qigong's thin body was pierced, and without even a scream, he was lifted up easily by Du Weiguo like a human kite.
The biting cold wind hit the bodies of the other swordsmen heavily, and they lost their human form in an instant. Their death was extremely miserable, but fortunately it was not painful. In less than 3 seconds, Qi Gong was completely broken.
Tang Qigong can be regarded as a tycoon of the generation. He has been in charge of Kowloon Walled City for more than ten years. He has rich clothes and fine food, and can call the wind and rain. But now, he can't even utter a word, and he is directly smashed to pieces by Du Weiguo.
This is also where Lei Luo is afraid of Du Weiguo. His personal strength is extremely fierce and he is reckless and unreasonable. I don't care where you are, if you disagree with me, I will kill you.
The Jiuyou Lock was originally a treasure of the Jiuju Sect. It was a strange weapon specially refined to take people's lives. The evil sect is very tight.
This thing can be long or short, soft or hard, does not bleed, is extremely tough, and the tip is so sharp that it can almost break the blade.
This thing is very sharp and evil. In the words of the big fox, it is an evil weapon. The more innocent souls and blood it is stained with, the sharper it becomes. To a certain extent, it can even affect the owner's sanity.
Du Weiguo usually used the Jiuyou Lock as a tool on the road, and rarely used it as a weapon. However, today was a special situation. The Jiuyou Lock had been silent for a long time, and finally he could taste human blood.
"咻咻咻~~~"
Like a black spiritual snake, the Nine Nether Locks, under the control of Du Weiguo, kept worming their way into the flesh and blood of the human body like an arm.
There were about 30 men in total who rushed out from the back hall. Because they were close and rushed quickly, Du Weiguo attacked them mercilessly first.
Now, in just a few seconds, these people had been slaughtered by Du Weiguo, and Tang Qigong, the talker of Kowloon Walled City, had become corpses all over the ground.
Of course, there were a few lucky guys who didn't die on the spot. They were all knocked down and couldn't get up because their bones were broken. Du Weiguo was naturally too lazy to kill such ants.
The swordsmen who rushed in from the outer hall ran to the door of the inner hall. When they saw this scene, they were frightened and their livers and gallbladders were broken, and their eyes were split.
I'll attack you, Eminem!
In less than ten seconds, dozens of people were lying on the ground, including a few unlucky ones. Their bodies were smashed into pieces, their limbs and arms were broken, the ground was in a mess, blood flowed into rivers, and the smell was pungent.
Everyone seemed to have been cast under a restraining spell and stopped moving forward, as dumb as a chicken. Some of the timid ones felt so hot in their crotches that they had already peed.
Not to mention a mob like them, even Huo Wei, who had truly experienced the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, was shocked and dumbfounded by Du Weiguo's methods.
How the hell is this a human method? Even if you use a submachine gun to kill, I'm afraid it won't have such a terrifying effect. Killing people is really like mowing grass.
The smiling, motionless man in front of him was infinitely enlarged and magnified in the eyes of the swordsmen, and he had turned into a demon-like existence.
The evil god truly lives up to his reputation!
Du Weiguo stood calmly on the spot and gently shook the blood stains on the Jiuyou Suo. After drinking enough blood and human life, the Jiuyou Suo was gone.
In the darkness, there is still a faint red light flashing. This red light is like a living snake, twisting gently, and it looks very weird.
But at the moment, Du Weiguo had no time to observe carefully. Instead, he hooked his hands towards the swordsmen of the city who were in the outer hall, who were all heartbroken, and spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he was inviting others to eat and play cards:
"Come on, let's continue!"
It was silent, no one dared to move, even their breath was held, there was no sound, you could hear a needle drop, and the air seemed to have condensed.
Du Weiguo turned away disdainfully and said to himself: "Okay, since you don't come in, then I will go out."
After saying that, Du Weiguo picked up the Nine Nether Lock and walked towards the outer hall as if he were strolling in a courtyard.
"Wow~~"
As if being pushed away by an invisible hand, the crowd suddenly retreated, leaving a huge vacuum zone.
Among them, there was one who was timid, with a bruised face, a ferocious expression, bulging eyes, feces and urine flowing across the face, and fell limply to the ground, scared to death.