Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 1168: Tempered Steel Becomes Soft as a Soft Finger

Afternoon, Hong Kong Island, Sai Wan.

New Praya Street, Belcher Fish Market.

  Although it is called a fish market, it is actually a large comprehensive farmers' market, with rice, flour, grain, oil, fish, eggs, vegetables and meat.

As Du Weiguo's performance became increasingly strong, the Russian bears gave him almost unanimous support without a second thought, and even Citigroup had to hold its nose and actively send out friendly signals.

England and other European countries, who have always been fence-sitters and are best at observing people's expressions, naturally dare not hold Hong Kong Island in a chokehold.

In addition, Zhao Yingnan reconciled with the four major families and resumed in-depth cooperation in multiple fields, which further boosted the economy.

Therefore, the economic situation in Hong Kong Island has been very good and prosperous recently.

Food is the most important thing for people. As people's pockets get fatter, the vegetable market becomes bustling with people and the sounds of hawkers shouting.

"Sir, look, these mantis shrimps are so fresh! They are so lively and big. How about we buy some? I can cook salt and pepper mantis shrimps and mantis shrimp beef balls."

Although Azhi had just endured the brutal attack from the beast Du Weiguo, he was extremely tired at the moment, but he was still full of energy.

Her voice was also exceptionally cheerful, like singing, and just like an oriole emerging from a valley.

"Okay, these two dishes sound appetizing. Sell them, sell more!"

Du Weiguo was wealthy and spoke in a generous tone. He directly took out a stack of Hong Kong dollars from his pocket, which looked to be several thousand yuan.

"No, no, sir, I have money, I will treat you to a meal, and my money is also given by you."

Azhi quickly waved her hands to refuse and patted her little purse, but her face turned red as she spoke.

Du Weiguo smiled and put away the money: "Haha, okay, then I can eat for free, remember to sell more, I have a big stomach."

"Okay!" Azhi smiled happily.

At this moment, she was like a kitten that had eaten dried fish, with a bright smile on her face. It was the brightest and most sincere smile she had ever had in her life.

She jumped and rushed into the fish stall happily, rolled up her sleeves, and happily picked up the mantis shrimp.

"Sir, look at this shrimp, it's so fat and big!"

Azhi held up a fat mantis shrimp and presented it to Du Weiguo. His white forearm was wet with water, reflecting the crystal light in the sun, like white jade.

"Hehehe~"

Infected by her happiness, Du Weiguo smiled.

He really enjoyed the feeling at the moment, living like an ordinary person, with the daily necessities of life, and would be happy about such small things as picking a good shrimp.

  Ordinary but peaceful!

However, his movement pulled the fake beard on his lips, so he quickly suppressed his smile and reached out to press it.

Many people in Hong Kong know Du Weiguo, so in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he changed his clothes today.

At this moment, he had medium-length hair parted on the side to cover his forehead, a pair of slightly rustic black-framed glasses on his nose, and a mustache.

He was wearing a gray jacket, black trousers, black leather shoes, and carrying a half-new briefcase.

This outfit concealed Du Weiguo's handsome face and his fascinating temperament, making him blend in with the crowd and look like an ordinary office worker.

Du Weiguo did not pick shrimps with Azhi. He took a few steps back, leaned against the guardrail on the side of the road, took out a match and lit a cigarette.

In order to fit in with today's disguise setting, Du Weiguo did not smoke Kunpeng President cigarettes worth nearly HK$100, nor did he use a pure gold Dupont lighter worth tens of thousands of dollars.

He now smokes Double Happiness, a brand known as the poor man's drink. It costs only 1 yuan, and he uses Nanyang matches to light it. It has every detail.

"Ok?"

With an inadvertent glance, Du Weiguo's eyes hidden behind the lenses suddenly shot out a sharp cold light.

A semi-new Toyota car was parked on the roadside not far from the fish stall. The man in the driver's seat was holding a camera and taking pictures of Azhi.

This guy was wearing a flowered shirt, his bones were as thin as a stick, he had a rat-like face, and a very wretched expression. Just looking at his face, he didn't look like a good person.

Du Weiguo does not draw conclusions based on people's appearance alone, he has a basis for his conclusions.

In this day and age, cars are still a rare commodity and extremely expensive. Very few people own a private car, and the camera in his hand is also a high-end product.

Germany's IkonFlex 120 twin-lens reflex camera is definitely a milestone and a classic film camera.

But the price is really expensive. The current selling price is about 7000 Hong Kong dollars. Even if ordinary people do not eat or drink, they will have to save for several years.

A car and a camera, these two things alone make him richer than more than 90% of the people in Hong Kong Island. This wretched man is a rich man, not just ordinary rich.

Rich people in Hong Kong Island, especially men, rarely come to the market to buy vegetables in person, as most of them have servants at home.

Do you know the current market price of Filipino maids in Hong Kong? It’s only HK$150 a month, which is only HK$1800 a year.

The camera in the wretched man's hand alone is enough to pay the Filipino maid's salary for four years.

Although it is rare to see rich people going to the vegetable market, it does happen, so it makes sense.

However, this guy doesn't sell vegetables, but instead focuses on taking pictures of pretty girls, and he takes them secretly with an extremely obscene expression. This is worth pondering.

"Damn, does this idiot have any special hobbies? Or is he specifically looking for prey for some pervert?"

Du Weiguo frowned. He spent all day walking in the dark side of the world and was accustomed to speculating about anyone and anything with the greatest malice.

"Sir, I've bought the shrimp. Let's go take a look at the beef. Don't you like braised beef brisket? I can also cook this dish."

At this time, Azhi came back to Du Weiguo, jumping with a net bag full of mantis shrimps.

She was just an ordinary person and lacked vigilance. Besides, apart from the food, the only thing in her eyes was Du Weiguo, and she didn't notice the cars and the paparazzi on the roadside at all.

Du Weiguo threw away his cigarette butt, adjusted his glasses, and replied nonchalantly:

"Okay, the butcher's shop seems to be over there, let's go."

While speaking, Du Weiguo naturally took Azhi's tender little hand.

Azhi's body suddenly stiffened, and then he looked up at Du Weiguo in disbelief, and he was about to explode with joy.

Although they had already had in-depth communication and even all the postures had been unlocked, this seemingly insignificant little action was of great significance to her.

This is a special action that only occurs between couples or lovers, especially now in public.

It means that Du Weiguo did not deny the close relationship between them.

Even if he changed his clothes, no one could recognize him, but for Azhi, who had extremely low self-esteem, this was enough.

Because of excessive interpretation, Azhi's body began to tremble slightly, his feet felt light, and every step seemed to be on the clouds.

Du Weiguo didn't notice her change at all. When he turned a corner, he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

The car and the people were still there. Even with his extraordinary eyesight, he could see that the wretched man in the driver's seat had a sinister look in his eyes and a sly smile on his lips.

"Damn it, you loser, you better not come here to get yourself killed."

Du Weiguo's face darkened, and his originally happy mood was overtaken by a cloud of gloom.

The reason why Du Weiguo deliberately held Azhi's hand was because he did it in front of the wretched man, hoping to make him give up.

No matter what he wants to do, the difficulty of dealing with a single woman and a woman with a boyfriend or even a husband is vastly different.

But looking at the wretched man's expression, he seems to be nonchalant, so things will most likely turn out in the worst direction.

Du Weiguo is on vacation now. He is too lazy to kill anyone, and he doesn't want to kill anyone in Hong Kong Island.

However, if the wretched man dares to provoke him without hesitation, he will surely die, and his body will disappear quietly without a trace.

Du Weiguo came to Hong Kong Island this time by teleportation. Currently, the only people who know the secret of teleportation are Miss Hu and Shopkeeper Yu.

They were all sensible people who knew the importance of the matter, and they were also top experts, so it was impossible for them to leak the secret, and Du Weiguo did not intend to let more people know the secret. Therefore, he could not and did not want to expose his whereabouts in Hong Kong Island. Anyone who provoked him must be killed.

  As for Ah Zhi, her level is too low, and she has no relatives. Not to mention that she will not betray Du Weiguo, even if she really wants to, she has no way to do it. (Ma Wu is in Europe recently.)

We also had dinner in a small villa on Hong Kong Island. It was an extremely sumptuous meal with eight dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetarian, all prepared by Azhi himself.

There are no famous dishes, just ordinary home-cooked meals, and the most expensive ingredient is the braised beef brisket.

The smell of fireworks is the most soothing to the hearts of ordinary people, and Du Weiguo enjoyed the food particularly well.

He wasn't pretending, he really enjoyed the food and it was delicious. Azhi's cooking skills were good, but it was mainly because he missed this simple taste too much.

When getting along with Azhi, Du Weiguo felt very comfortable. His body and mind were at peace, and all the hostility in his body disappeared.

Ah Zhi picked a piece of reddish-brown meat with fat and thin strips and put it in Du Weiguo's bowl. This was his favorite.

Her eyes were full of smiles, and she asked knowingly: "Sir, how does it taste? Is it delicious?"

"Mm, mmm, delicious."

Du Weiguo swallowed the beef like jelly with a slurp, then freed one hand, gave her a thumbs up, and replied vaguely:

"Ah Zhi, your cooking skills are so good, you can definitely open a restaurant, and the business will definitely be booming."

  Hearing the compliment, Ah Zhi's eyes brightened and he blushed and replied:

"Sir, my cooking skills are average, and I don't want to open a restaurant, but I will work hard to learn how to cook, and then cook only for you."

It is the most difficult to accept the favor of a beautiful woman. Damn, it is not easy to be a scumbag or a sea king in this era. The mental pressure is too great and the guilt is too strong.

  However, Du Weiguo had already become a qualified old scumbag. Although he felt sad in his heart, he said something else:

"Okay, then I will definitely come here often. Whenever I have time, I will come to taste your cooking skills. Ah Zhi, when the time comes, you can't complain that I don't work and eat a lot."

Although she knew that Du Weiguo was just talking nonsense, Ah Zhi's eyes turned red and she replied emotionally:

"No, I don't, sir. How could I dislike you? I will always wait for you, no matter when, as long as you can come."

"Ah~" Facing Azhi, who was so tender and affectionate, Du Weiguo couldn't help but sigh secretly.

It's such a good feeling to be cared for wholeheartedly and expected of by others.

Among Du Weiguo's harem, Azhi was neither the most beautiful nor the one with the best figure, and she was even the weakest in ability.

His several women all have strong personalities, each one more powerful than the other, not to mention the domineering Miss Hu and the ambitious Moran.

Yang Caiyu and Zhao Yingnan were both ladies from prominent families, had received higher education, and possessed the ability to think independently.

Even the youngest, naturally charming Guo Fu, is an absolute hottie who is not content to be just a vase.

The only ones who can be compared to her are probably the sisters Kamui and Kagura, who were educated like slaves in the Mitsui family.

However, their mindset is more about obedience and dependence on their masters, rather than genuine admiration, which is a different meaning.

Compared to them, Azhi is just an ordinary person. She doesn't even know the existence of people with special abilities and the dark world, and she doesn't have the slightest ambition.

But it is precisely because of her ordinariness that she satisfies all of Du Weiguo's expectations for a family. To be honest, he now doesn't want to leave Hong Kong Island.

It is true that steel can be tempered a hundred times and it is hard to resist a beautiful woman.

After all, I was too greedy. We have never been from the same world. Seeing Du Weiguo was silent and did not reply for a long time.

While waiting, Azhi's heart sank little by little.

  However, she still gritted her teeth and tried not to cry. She stood up, walked to Du Weiguo, picked up the soup bowl, and said softly:

"Sir, I'll get you a bowl of soup."

  Du Weiguo naturally noticed that her expression was not right, so he put down his bowl, pulled her into his arms, and promised softly:

"Ah Zhi, I promise you that I will come to see you often."

Ah Zhi stared at Du Weiguo, his vision quickly blurred, tears falling uncontrollably, after a long while he stammered:

"it is good."

Looking at Azhi who was so close and ready to be picked, Du Weiguo's eyes involuntarily moved to her tender and juicy lips.

Feeling the aggressive gaze, Ah Zhi showed a shy look and closed her eyes obediently.

  But at this moment, Du Weiguo's brows suddenly knitted together, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he cursed silently:

"Fuck! You really don't know how to live or die!"

"Ah Zhi, I have something to do, I need to go out for a while."

Instead of the expected passionate kiss, Azhi heard the "bad news" that Du Weiguo was leaving. Her mood instantly plummeted to the bottom of the valley.

"Sir, are you coming back?"

  Du Weiguo rubbed her little head and comforted her with a smile:

"Of course, I haven't eaten yet. I'll be back soon, just wait for me at home."

Upon hearing this, Azhi immediately smiled sweetly again, but the next second, when she saw Du Weiguo turning off the lights, her smile froze instantly.

"Sir~" Her voice trembled.

Although she was not clear about Du Weiguo's specific identity and military achievements, she had heard some of the basics from Master Ma Wu. She was not stupid and she immediately realized that there might be danger.

  In the darkness, Du Weiguo patted her shoulder with his warm hand, his voice as steady as a mountain:

"Azhi, don't be afraid. There is no danger. Just stay here and wait for me for a while."

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Du Weiguo's warm hands and steady voice seemed to have some magical power. Ah Zhi quickly calmed down and nodded obediently.

About a few hundred meters away from the villa, in a dark place where street lights could not reach, there was a car parked.

Sitting in the driver's seat was the same wretched man who had appeared in the afternoon, and there were two more men with sinister looks in the back seat.

"Pujie, why are the lights off? Have we been discovered?"

Seeing the lights in the villa suddenly go out, a burly man with a descending tiger tattoo on his chest in the back seat frowned.

Upon hearing this, the wretched man sneered:

"Ha, what the hell did you find? She must have eaten and drunk her fill, so she went to bed and had some fun, you idiot, you don't know, that chick's looks and figure are so hot.

In the afternoon, I only looked at her from a distance for a few times, and I was immediately attracted to her. Damn! Any man would not be able to resist such a beauty. "

  The tattooed man's nickname is "Mourning Dog". He still has some brains. He gave the wretched man a disdainful look:

"Hua Liurong, this is the villa area of ​​Hong Kong University. Most of the people living here are well-known. Let's check it out first before we take action. Don't mess with the wrong people."

  The wretched man's nickname was Hua Liurong. Hearing this, he got scared:

"Fuck you, you sad dog. I've already told you, don't fucking call me Hua Liurong from now on! My current nickname is Tai Baorong."

Sang Gou glanced at him coldly, and suddenly attacked, grabbing Hua Liurong's neck, his tone suddenly became gloomy:

"Fuck you, Hua Liurong, you really think you're such an important person. Do I have to call you Brother Rong from now on?"

This guy called Sang Gou was quite skilled in martial arts, and Hua Liurong felt like his neck was about to break.

He was a coward and begged for mercy:

"It hurts, it hurts, Brother Gou, I, I was wrong, please, let go."

"Hmph! Be smarter next time, stop talking nonsense and get down to business!"

Damn you, I will kill you sooner or later, a hint of viciousness flashed in Hua Liurong's eyes.

"Okay, okay, Brother Gou, I've checked. That chick and that bespectacled frog both have inland accents, so they are either from Taiwan or from the Daquan area. There's no need to worry."

"Is that so? That's easy~"

Sang Gou's expression obviously relaxed, but at this moment, the passenger door was suddenly opened and a figure sat in without any hesitation.

"Drive!" Before they could react, the man coldly spat out two words.

"Pull yourself, who the hell are you~" Hua Liurong was furious and was about to curse, but it was as if someone grabbed his neck and his voice stopped abruptly.

A big hand appeared in front of him, holding a black iron lump in one hand. The other hand decisively pulled out the safety, making a slight ding sound.

This is clearly a grenade!