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

"Child?" Hu San was stunned and his brows furrowed.

Speaking of this, Mrs. Yuan seemed to suddenly have a little more life in her body, and there was a glimmer in her eyes:

"Yes, I have a child, a girl, she is 12 years old this year. She has been hidden. We only know that she is in the Forty-Nine City, but we don't know her exact location."

Hu San was even more surprised. His eyes widened like bells and he licked his lips subconsciously.

"And then? What do you mean? Don't tell me you want me to help you rescue the child."

As he was talking, Hu San got angry and couldn't help but swear:

"You stupid, crazy woman, are you sick in the head? Why should I help you? Am I your father?"

Hu San suddenly took two steps to the side and reached out his finger to a red button on the wall, which was the switch for the high-voltage power supply.

"Okay, I don't want to waste time talking to you. Let's get on the road. I'll keep my word and give you a quick death."

"No! No!"

Mrs. Yuan screamed desperately and twisted her body madly, making the chains on her body rattle.

"What? Are you scared when death is imminent?" Hu San glanced at her with contempt.

Madam Yuan shouted anxiously: "Listen to me, Xiao, Xiao Rong also has special abilities, she can be useful to you!"

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Hu San's eyes suddenly lit up and his interest was instantly piqued.

There's nothing we can do. Persia is so damn short of people. They have a vast land of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers and a population of nearly 20 million.

Now, in terms of high-end military forces, there are only him, Miss Hu, and the Yuan brothers and sisters to maintain order, which is indeed stretched to the limit.

Hu San took his finger away from the high-voltage switch. "Your daughter's name is Xiaorong. Is she also a person with special abilities? What kind of abilities does she have?"

"Like me, her ability is also to control silk." Madam Yuan said without hesitation.

She is a smart person, and she knows clearly in her mind that Hu Sanda will most likely not leave her any chance of survival today.

At the same time, Lady Kite is a steadfast person. She is not afraid of death and has even given up most human emotions.

But at the last moment of her life, she suddenly realized that her young daughter was her only obsession and she could not give her up at all.

She would never allow her daughter to go back to her old path, becoming a lackey in the hands of others, living without control all day long, and finally dying in confusion.

As a mission goal, she studied Du Weiguo carefully.

This guy is very powerful and does things without taboos. The key is that he is extremely bold. There is nothing he dare not do. Making trouble is his daily routine.

However, one thing must be admitted, Du Weiguo really protects his son.

He would never let his evil spirits die, and even if they betrayed him, he would not kill them immediately.

Before, Lei Qianjun’s backstab was actually a highly targeted test of Du Weiguo’s bottom line.

To put it bluntly, he came to power too quickly and still had some compassion left in him, and was not completely black-hearted.

Therefore, being Du Weiguo's subordinate is definitely better than her current miserable end.

Du Weiguo has disappeared now, and no one knows where he is. Madam Yuan will definitely not have the chance to see him again, and Hu San in front of her is her last straw.

"Really?" Hu San's eyes brightened.

Madam Yuan saw hope in Hu San's expression and said more vigorously:

"That's right. Xiaoru is only 12 years old now, but her ability is stronger than mine. She is even stronger than that Japanese woman. She has unlimited potential."

"What? Even more powerful than Shenwu?" Hu San was shocked by this statement.

After working together for many times, he knew Shenwu's abilities very well. Putting aside other external factors, when it comes to medium and short-range combat, she is almost invincible.

This conclusion was made by Du Weiguo himself.

He admitted that if he did not have a magical weapon like the Kusanagi sword in his hand, even he would have been defeated by Shenwu.

"Crazy woman, you are not just making up stories to save your life, are you trying to fool me?"

Hu San frowned and asked doubtfully.

"If you don't believe me, you can pick my brain. I know you have the ability to do this. How can I have the courage to lie to you in front of you?"

"Fuck! I actually forgot about this!"

Hu San slapped his head in annoyance, and then his eyes suddenly turned red, and Mrs. Yuan's eyes suddenly became dull.

Hu San was really moved. If what Madam Yuan said was true, then her daughter was truly a monster with a promising future.

But he was not stupid and would not blindly believe everything he heard. He had to think about it himself to confirm it.

In District 69, Guyana, in the apartment rented by Du Weiguo.

Hearing footsteps, he turned his head and glanced outside the door. With a wave of his hand, the radio on the dining table in front of him disappeared instantly.

"Brother Shanhe, the buns are ready."

The next moment, the door lock turned, and Guan Qiuyue walked in gracefully, holding a large bowl and twisting her hips with a beautiful smile.

At this moment, the woman changed into a thin light green skirt. Because she was sweating a lot, the skirt almost stuck to her skin.

There was nothing underneath her skirt, and as she moved, the hazy feeling was even more seductive than not wearing anything at all.

Guan Qiuyue's head and face were also soaked with sweat, and her wet hair stuck to her forehead and cheeks, adding a bit of charm.

In order to hold on to Du Weiguo's thick thigh, she really put in a lot of thought and effort.

"It's stuffed with Spanish mackerel and pork. This is my first time making it, brother Shanhe, please try it and see if it suits your taste."

Guan Qiuyue placed a large bowl on the table in front of Du Weiguo. It was filled with more than twenty snow-white buns as big as fists, steaming hot and fragrant.

Du Weiguo sniffed and said, "It smells good and looks good, Sister Guan, your cooking skills are great."

Lifting the wet hair between her ears, Guan Qiuyue said softly and charmingly:

"Well, what skills do I have? It's just the usual way of cooking."

Du Weiguo was too lazy to argue with her. He reached out and picked up a bun. Not caring about the heat, he swallowed it in one gulp and chewed it with his cheeks puffed out.

"How is it? Brother Shanhe, does it taste good?"

Guan Qiuyue stood beside him like a bullied wife and asked with an earnest look.

"Hmm, hmm, delicious, very fragrant." Du Weiguo replied vaguely while chewing the bun in big mouthfuls.

What he said was not a lie. Guan Qiuyue was really good at making buns. The dough was soft, the filling was rich and fragrant, and the buns were greasy when you bit into them.

Guan Qiuyue smiled:

"As long as you like it, I'm glad I made some egg soup. I'll go get it now. By the way, brother Shanhe, do you want some mashed garlic? I'll make it for you."

At this moment, she looks like a virtuous and capable young wife who regards men as her heaven.

"Haha, that's thoughtful. Go ahead." Du Weiguo smiled, stretched out his greasy big hands and patted her plump breasts.

"Hiccup~"

After a while, Du Weiguo finished the whole bowl of steamed buns, drank the egg soup in one gulp, burped comfortably, and rubbed his belly which was not bulging at all.

"Brother Shanhe, are you full? I have some leftover noodles and stuffing. If it's not enough, I can make more."

Guan Qiuyue neatly picked up the dishes and asked obediently. "Heh~" Du Weiguo chuckled.

"Brother Shanhe, I, I~"

Guang Qiuyue was reluctant to accept, but just as the atmosphere was rapidly becoming more ambiguous, the phone hanging on the wall suddenly rang.

Du Weiguo raised his sword-like eyebrows, immediately put down Guan Qiuyue, and walked over to answer the phone in three or two steps:

"Hello, I'm Zhao Shanhe."

The heroic voice of Master Liu came from the microphone:

"Brother Shanhe, it's me. How are you? Are you awake? Do you want to have lunch together?"

Du Weiguo raised the corner of his mouth and rubbed the thick stubble under his chin with some discomfort. His beard was real, the result of him deliberately growing it for more than half a month.

It is said that 30% of appearance is determined by hair, and this is indeed true. Hair can have a huge impact on a person's appearance.

He hadn't had his hair cut for three months and it was already covering his eyebrows. Combined with his full beard, his image had really changed a lot.

"I just ate, Sixth Master, do you have something to talk to me about?"

The tone of Liu Ye was very enthusiastic:

"Oh, why call me Sixth Master? I already told you to call me Sixth Brother."

Du Weiguo curled his lips and said, "Okay, Sixth Brother, if you have anything to say, just call me directly."

The Sixth Master laughed:

"Haha, Brother Shanhe is really straightforward. I do have something to do tonight. Do you have time? Don't worry, I won't let you work in vain."

Du Weiguo lowered his voice and asked: "Happy event? Sad event?"

This is the jargon unique to the bodyguard industry. Red affairs are jobs that may require risking life and bloodshed and are relatively dangerous, while white affairs are jobs that involve supporting the scene and being a bodyguard, etc., which are relatively less risky.

"Hmm~" Sixth Master reacted slightly:

"In theory, it should be a funeral, but the other side is a group of unruly people, so it might turn into a funeral."

Du Weiguo's tone was calm: "Sixth brother, do you have a dog? My dog ​​is registered with the company and cannot be shown."

Dog is also a cut in Chundian, which means gun.

"Of course!" Liu Ye seemed to have found his itch, and his tone suddenly became very proud:

"Long dogs, short dogs, bolt-action, automatic, semi-automatic, brothers of the mountains and rivers, I'm not bragging, as long as there is a dog in the world, no matter which country it is from, Sixth Brother has it all."

"Is it true? There are all kinds of dogs?" Du Weiguo laughed.

"Of course! Brother, tell me what kind of dog you usually use, and I'll get it for you in minutes."

The sound of Sixth Master beating his chest could be heard through the microphone.

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and said with a sly smile:

"Do you have a Type 56? It's similar to the AK, but I'm more used to the feel of the Type 56."

The 56 submachine gun is the Type 56 automatic rifle, a magical gun made by China in imitation of the AK47. Without the bayonet, it is difficult to distinguish it from the appearance.

However, the manufacturing processes of the two guns are indeed different. The AK47 is milled, while the 56 is stamped, which is about half a pound lighter.

"Uh~" Sixth Master was speechless. Even though they weren't in person, one could imagine his embarrassing look when he was humiliated.

At present, there are only three countries in the world that can find 56 strikes: China, South Korea, and North Korea. The straight-line distance between them and Guyana is more than miles.

Moreover, the number of 56 assault troops is currently quite limited. There are not enough to form a local Chinese force, and a large-scale outflow will only happen later.

No matter how powerful Sixth Master is, he cannot get this magical weapon even though he is across an ocean.

Du Weiguo also stopped when he saw the good news:

"Sixth brother, I'm kidding. Get me two Quiana 68 automatic pistols with silencers and a few spare magazines. Is that ok?"

"No problem! There will be enough magazines and bullets!" Sixth Master breathed a long sigh of relief and responded happily.

Du Weiguo dusted off his cigarette ashes and said calmly, "That's fine. Time and address."

"I'll send someone to pick you up downstairs at 7pm."

"Row."

Just after he hung up the phone, a hot body came up from behind him, and Guan Qiuyue's voice rang in his ears:

"Brother Shanhe~~"

In the west of the city, in Qingshan District, this is the traditional wealthy area of ​​St. George's. Along the streets, there are mostly single-family and townhouses.

Close to the rainforest and by the river, there is a quiet manor, the main part of which is a three-story red brick villa.

"Dangdangdang~" There was a rhythmic knock on the door of the study on the second floor.

"Come in." A majestic voice sounded in the study.

The door opened and a middle-aged man with a notebook under his arm and gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, who looked very capable, walked in quickly.

"Sixth Master, I found it." His tone was very respectful.

"Speak." Behind the desk, Master Liu sat in an alligator leather swivel chair with a thick cigar in his hand.

The man adjusted his glasses and said seriously:

"Zhao Shanhe, originally from Hunchun, Jilin Province, was a scout soldier. He arrived in Shengzhidun half a year ago on the Bando Maru cargo ship from Japan.

Four months ago, he passed the assessment and joined Huaan Security Company. He is currently a registered second-class bodyguard, codenamed Black Whirlwind. "

There are three major security companies in St. George's, Hua'an, Huawei and Huaxin. Among them, Hua'an is the largest and has the best reputation.

The power of Sixth Master is even greater than Du Weiguo imagined. According to his thinking, it will take at least a week to find out all this.

Unexpectedly, they found out the secret in less than a day. Fortunately, he arranged it in time, otherwise it would have been exposed.

"Hehe~" After hearing the report from the man with glasses, Master Liu laughed:

"Black Whirlwind, Li Kui from Liangshan? It's quite a descriptive image. This guy is really bad and reckless, but he is indeed capable."

The man with glasses pondered:

"Sixth Master, I heard from Jack that this Zhao Shanhe is even more powerful than him. His skills and reactions have even exceeded the limits of humans."

The Sixth Master nodded proudly: "Yes, I finally recruited a tough guy."

"Sixth Master, how does he compare to the piranha at the East City Pier?"

"Only high, not low."

"Great!" The man with glasses was excited: "Sixth Master, once we kill Old Jin in the east of the city, we can unify the entire Saint Georgetown black market!"

"Guozhen, I have told you so many times, the martial arts world is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relationships and worldly wisdom, don't shout for fighting and killing at every turn"

Sixth Master repeated the famous saying of the Bearded King, but although he said that, the excitement and ambition in his eyes were like a raging fire that could not be suppressed at all.

"Yes, yes, Sixth Master, you are wise. I will definitely remember your teachings." The man with glasses immediately flattered.

This flattery made Sixth Master feel very comfortable. He smiled and said lightly:

"Okay, Guozhen, go get two Type 68 pistols, equip them with silencers, and get some more magazines and bullets, and then pick him up in District 7 at o'clock tonight."

"Sixth Master, are you sure you want to take him out to work tonight?"

Guo Zhen was very surprised, and at the same time, a hint of unswerving love flashed in his eyes. (End of this chapter)