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

The henchman's cry came at the right time, allowing Liu Ye to escape from the abyss of fear.

"Fuck you, that's so scary! I almost peed my pants just now."

Liu Ye's pupils suddenly focused, and he took two steps back with lingering fear, subconsciously keeping some distance from Du Weiguo.

At this moment, his back was completely soaked with cold sweat, and his heart was beating like a drum, almost jumping out of his throat.

The murderous aura emanating from Du Weiguo and his horrifying nickname made Liu Ye feel extremely oppressed.

Especially when he met his pair of eyes as deep as the depths of hell, Master Liu felt as if his soul was about to be frozen, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.

Today, Du Weiguo's evil spirit has reached a high level and he can control and release it with ease, almost to the point where he can use it as a skill.

If he goes at full throttle, most people would be frightened to death or lose control of their bowels and bladder.

Liu Ye's performance is enough to show that he has really seen the world and has a very strong mental quality.

Slowly exhaling a breath of foul air and calming his mind, Master Liu turned around and shouted:

"According to the plan, everyone should take their positions!"

Hearing his call, the thugs in the warehouse immediately took action and quickly ambushed in the hiding place prepared in advance. Only a few people were left in the open.

From Du Weiguo's perspective, these thugs are quite capable and their arrangements are somewhat methodical.

Sniper positions, assault positions, bunkers, movement routes, continuous fire points, cross-fire networks, everything they need is there. Among these people, some should have fought in wars.

Seeing that his men were almost all in place, Sixth Master turned to Du Weiguo again and asked tentatively in a negotiating tone:

"Brother Shanhe, please bear with me for a while and stand by my side. You have good eyesight and quick reactions. If the other party is not honest and intends to attack~~"

"It's better to strike first?" Du Weiguo took over his conversation.

"Yes, yes." Sixth Master nodded.

"Beat him to death or cripple him?" Du Weiguo's tone was cold, as if he was asking about an insignificant matter.

But at this moment, there was a fierce light flashing in his eyes, like a beast staring at its prey.

"Uh~" Sixth Master couldn't help but take another step back. The breath that had just stabilized became disordered in an instant.

"If, for example, we really do fight later, then, then of course there's no need to leave anyone alive."

"Okay." Du Weiguo nodded with satisfaction, took out a cigarette case and lit a cigarette, then said calmly:

"One head, one thousand dollars, if there is no fight~"

"Ten thousand!" Sixth Master's brain finally came back to work, and he quickly retorted.

"Brother Shanhe, no matter if there is any fighting tonight, I will pay you 10,000 US dollars afterwards. If there is bloodshed, the number of heads will be calculated according to your request."

At this moment, Liu Ye's mind changed completely.

According to his original plan, he wanted to recruit Du Weiguo under his command, just like the other subordinates he recruited, paying him a monthly salary and occasionally giving him rewards.

Du Weiguo is very capable, so give him more and be more diligent in rewarding him.

But now, he is more inclined to treat Du Weiguo as a killer and mercenary, and maintain a relatively close cooperative relationship with him. It would be best if he can deal with him skillfully.

Du Weiguo is really scary now. His eyes are so cold that it is suffocating, especially when he looks at people, it is like he is looking at a corpse.

It feels like a real perverted killer.

Liu Ye didn't want such a person to follow him around all day long, and he also understood that he might not be able to afford to support this "big Buddha".

"Hey~" Du Weiguo rubbed the stubble on his chin and gave him a half-smile:

"Sixth brother is generous, don't worry, if we really fight later, I will keep you safe, for free."

"Haha~" Master Liu smiled apologetically, "Then I will completely rely on Brother Shanhe."

At the same time, in the small square outside the warehouse, several cars of different models, without even turning on their lights, slowly stopped like ghost cars.

When the time came to exactly ten o'clock, the door of the warehouse was pushed open, and more than a dozen tall and strong men walked in one after another.

This group of people all had dark complexions and fierce looks. From a distance one could smell the unpleasant odor of sweat and blood mixed on their bodies, making them look like the raw and blood-eating beasts in the rainforest.

Judging from their facial features, they should all be Latinos of South American aborigines. To put it bluntly, they are mixed races, the product of a long period of mixed blood between whites and Indians.

"Hahaha, Sixth Master, hello. Nice to meet you in person. I hope we can have a happy ending tonight."

The leader of this group was a short, fat guy with curly hair and a hooked nose.

He had a belly as big as that of a pregnant woman, his thick chest hair was exposed through his open shirt, and he spoke poor Chinese.

It was a Chaoshan accent, even Du Weiguo could only understand half of it.

Moreover, this guy's eyes are also very distinctive. When he laughs, his eyelids will squint into a unique iron hook shape, which is very recognizable.

Facing his negotiating opponent, Liu Ye instantly regained his heroic demeanor, and he spoke fluent Spanish.

"General Iron Hook, welcome. You are very punctual, which is a very valuable virtue. I believe that we will reach a good cooperation in the end."

The nickname of this short and fat man is Iron Hook, and General is his identity. His real name is unknown. He is a separatist warlord from the Andes.

The Andes Mountains are located at the junction of Spain, Colombia, and Venezuela, almost at the same latitude as the Triangle, and are also known as the Silver Triangle.

In later generations, all the legendary big bosses in America made their fortunes here.

As he spoke, Sixth Master strode forward and extended his hand enthusiastically. Du Weiguo and Double-Gun Jack followed closely behind him like bodyguards on both sides.

General Tie Gou also took a few steps forward, and behind him, two strong men like iron towers followed closely.

The guy on the left was naked, holding a shotgun with a sawed-off barrel. This thing was said to protect all beings equally within five meters.

"Haha, Sixth Master, I'm glad to see you. You look much younger than I thought."

General Tie Gou shook hands with Master Liu tightly and smiled like Maitreya Buddha.

"Hehe, General Tiegou, nice to meet you. You are kinder than I thought." Sixth Master also smiled, but his eyebrows were not visible.

The atmosphere on the scene was very pleasant and enjoyable.

However, the personal bodyguards behind the two men were on high alert as if they were facing a powerful enemy, and the subordinates further away were also holding their breath and on guard.

Of course, except Du Weiguo.

At this moment, he had his hands in his pockets, a cigarette in his mouth, and even had the leisure to look around, like a tourist visiting a garden.

After experiencing countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, how could he be nervous about such a small scene in front of him?

Take the two gorillas behind General Tiegou as an example. They are just ordinary people with strong bodies. In Du Weiguo's eyes, they are just "vases" that are good-looking but useless.

If he wanted to, he could find a dozen ways to kill them several times in a second.

Even if it was all the people brought by General Iron Hook, he was sure that he could kill them all in an instant. At this distance, they wouldn't even have the chance to draw their guns.

"Sixth Master, this brother looks very strong. This kind of physique is rare among Chinese people."

Du Weiguo's unusual behavior attracted the attention of General Tiegou.

"Hehe~" Sixth Master laughed awkwardly and subconsciously turned his head to look at Du Weiguo.

It’s true, seeing his nonchalant and lazy look, my sense of security instantly increased, and Liu Ye felt that his ten thousand dollars was well worth it.

"Yes, yes, my brother has a good physique."

Master Liu took out two cigars from his pocket, handed one to General Tie Gou, and changed the subject:

"General, would you like one? It's an authentic Cohiba produced in the Yucatán Peninsula. It was newly arrived yesterday." Cohiba is known as the king of cigars, with annual sales of tens of millions of cigars. But in fact, the annual production of this thing is less than one million.

Even fewer are rolled with tobacco leaves from the Yucatán Peninsula, where it originates, and there are only a few hundred thousand of them.

Just like Wuchang rice in later generations, the annual output is only a few hundred thousand tons, but hundreds of millions of tons can be sold every year.

Damn, we’ve gone off topic again.

Looking at the cigar handed to him, General Iron Hook frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, then took it and put it in his mouth.

"Thank you, Master Liu."

"General, you are too polite." Sixth Master took out a cigarette lighter, helped him light the cigar, and lit one for himself.

"Huh~" General Tie Gou blew out a puff of smoke in a familiar manner, baring his yellow teeth and praising: "It tastes good, it's really authentic."

"General, if you like it, I'll give you some after I finish my business." The Sixth Master acted very generously.

"Haha, Sixth Master is really nice."

General Tie Gou gave him a thumbs up, and then changed the subject:

"Sixth Master, you know that I am a rough man who leads troops in battle and I am impatient. Let's get down to business. Let me show you my sincerity first."

"Okay, General Tiegou is really straightforward." Sixth Master nodded.

General Tie Gou suddenly raised his hand, and one of his men, who was standing close to the warehouse door behind him, immediately pursed his lips and blew a loud whistle to the outside.

The next scene became dramatic.

Master Liu and General Tie Gou retreated to the right rear of their bodies almost simultaneously and in the blink of an eye they were more than ten meters apart.

At the same time, several big men walked in from outside the door, each holding two huge canvas bags in their hands.

Du Weiguo only took a glance at the bag and his eyes narrowed instantly, with a cold and sharp look, showing murderous intent.

At this moment, in Hong Kong Island, there are six secret interrogation rooms located underground.

"Wow~"

The chains on Mrs. Yuan's head were suddenly released. Without any restraints, she immediately fell to her knees on the ground in a panic.

"Why?" After panting for a long time, she slowly raised her head and asked word by word in a hoarse voice.

At this moment, Hu San's breathing was a little heavy. He didn't say anything, but looked at Madam Yuan on the ground with complicated eyes. There was still a faint dark red light in his eyes that had not completely dissipated.

Madam Yuan was well versed in human nature. She instantly discerned the emotions revealed in Hu San's eyes: confusion, resentment, disdain, and pity.

"What? Do you feel sorry for me?" Mrs. Yuan struggled to sit up.

"Gong Shuying, do you regret it?"

Hu San's voice was very low and a little tired, and it sounded like muffled thunder coming from a distance.

Hu San also has the skill of reading memories, but his skills are far inferior to those of Miss Hu.

To put it in a vivid way, Miss Hu's means are like the latest model of Core 14th generation processor, combined with dedicated fiber optic lines.

When she’s searching other people’s brains, she only needs a keyword index to instantly find what she wants.

But Hu San can't do that. He is like an antique 386 processor, working with the most primitive dial-up Internet access. If he wants to dig into other people's brains, he has to start from the most initial memory and go through them frame by frame.

Therefore, every time he picks someone's brain, it is equivalent to experiencing the other person's life with empathy.

This feeling is often unrelated to beauty.

For example, just now, after experiencing the purgatory-like first half of Lady Yuan's life, he was a little broken. It was also for this reason that Hu San rarely used this magical power.

When Mrs. Yuan heard Hu San's question, she was stunned, and then a miserable smile appeared on her face.

"You saw everything? Then do I have no secrets in front of you? The ability to read memories is really too rogue and too scary."

Hu San didn't even look at her, he just had a cold face and said nothing.

Mrs. Kite curled up with difficulty and hugged her arms across her chest:

"Can you please stop looking at me like that? Suddenly, I feel a little ashamed."

"Tsk~" Hu San sneered disdainfully, but still turned his head away.

He took out a cigarette box from his pocket, lit a cigarette, and then threw the remaining half box of cigarettes and the lighter in front of Mrs. Yuan.

Mrs. Yuan picked up the cigarette case and lighter with trembling hands and lit a cigarette with great effort.

"Ha~~" She took a greedy puff, closed her eyes and savored the smoke for a long time, then exhaled the smoke with a look of enjoyment on her face.

After taking several more puffs of her cigarette, she opened her eyes, raised her hand towards Hu San with difficulty, and a ferocious smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Thank you. In exchange for this cigarette, I will call you Third Master."

"You're welcome. There will be no final meal. Just smoke some soul-breaking cigarettes."

Although the contempt and disdain in Hu San's eyes only flashed by, it was still keenly captured by Madam Yuan.

Like the sting from a wasp's tail, it instantly stung her only remaining self-esteem.

"What? You think I'm funny?"

"Yeah." Hu San nodded and said jokingly, "It's both funny and sad."

Mrs. Yuan looked at him steadily and suddenly smiled.

"Hu San, it's not surprising that you think this way. You were born in Lushan, so you may have the concept of home, but not the concept of country."

"Hahaha~" Hu San laughed in anger:

"Bullshit! Damn it! When I was roaming the world fighting the Japanese, you were still playing with piss and mud.

I have personally killed the lieutenant general, division commander, wing commander, battalion commander, countless Japanese soldiers, and Japanese Yin-Yang masters. "

"What?" Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yuan's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

She knew Hu San's background, but she knew nothing about the mystery of his disappearance.

She could never have imagined that this guy in front of her, who was born a monster, was actually a passionate elder who drove out the Tartars.

Hu San's stories all happened more than 30 years ago, and he was always elusive when shooting from behind. After he succeeded in one strike, he would escape thousands of miles away, so there is no way to trace him.

"Fuck! You're going to see the King of Hell soon. Do I really need to lie to a dead person?"

"That's true." A hint of sadness flashed across Mrs. Yuan's eyes:

"It is I who am being disrespectful. Just based on what you have done, I will not call you Third Master again."

"Fuck you! Stop acting so pretentiously in front of me. You don't deserve it!"

Hu San got excited and started cursing:

"Gong Shuying, what have you done? Apart from internal fighting and doing some dirty things that cannot be seen in public, what achievements do you have that you can show off?

Over the past decade, you have secretly executed and assassinated hundreds of people. Do you dare to guarantee that they are all guilty? Everyone deserves to die?"

"I, I~" Mrs. Yuan was stabbed in the vital point, her face turned pale instantly, and she couldn't help but want to refute.

Are you paralyzed? Hu San didn't even give her a chance to speak:

"You are a complete fool, knowing full well that you have become a pawn for someone with ulterior motives.

You hypnotize yourself with those bullshit patriotic righteousness. You are so capable, yet you live like a ghost and can't even protect your only daughter."

Finally, Hu San pointed at her nose and cursed: "Tell me, are you the number one idiot in the world?" (End of this chapter)