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

Late night, Hong Kong Island.

The sleeping Victoria Harbour, Smith Shipping Company, and the MI6 Hong Kong office.

At this moment, the light was still on in the innermost living room on the top floor. The room was filled with smoke, as if it were a fairyland. Hu San was staring at Madam Yuan.

"Gong Shuying, do you think I can't bear to kill you?"

No one knew how long the two men had been confronting each other before Hu Sancai finally couldn't help but speak. His eyes were slightly red and he seemed very angry.

"Ah~" Madam Yuan raised her head, sighed softly, and replied in a hoarse voice:

"Third Master, you have seen my unbearable memories and know everything about me. You should know where my bottom line is."

"Fuck your bottom line!"

Hu San suddenly became furious and punched the metal desk in front of him hard, making a loud bang.

"You stupid old woman, you better understand the situation. Now you have to ask me for help, and your life is in my hands!"

He leaned on the table alone, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat someone.

Mrs. Yuan, who was sitting opposite him, had been freed from her restraints and was dressed, with a thick black cloth covering her face, covering her mouth and nose.

You know, this woman is very skilled. She plays with black silk to perfection and is hard to defend against. Even the battle-hardened Hu San can easily fail in front of her.

The reason why she dared to be so arrogant was because Mrs. Yuan's ability was limited.

The method was actually quite simple. It was just a pair of special iron bracelets on her wrists.

Mrs. Kite's black silk is visible. On the inside of both of her wrists, at the pulse point, there is a pea-sized bony organ shaped like a fish's mouth.

The black silk that she controls is produced from the "fish mouth", which is somewhat similar to the way Spider-Man spits silk.

Therefore, as long as this "fish mouth" is blocked, her black silk will not be able to come out, and 90% of her abilities will be immediately wasted.

Hu San read all her memories and naturally knew her vital points.

That’s not all. Now, Mrs. Yuan has a sci-fi silver-gray metal collar around her neck.

This is the latest trick developed by the Sixth Department, and Rick used it right after he brought it back from London.

This thing is a restraining tool designed specifically for extremely dangerous people. In other words, it is designed to deal with non-human people with special abilities.

The shell is made of titanium alloy, which is invulnerable and extremely hard. The circumference is adjustable and can perfectly fit anyone's neck.

The collar is filled with special high explosives, adheres closely to the inside of the skin, and is inlaid with 236 tiny, sharp alloy blades.

At the moment of explosion, even a skull made of steel or copper can be cut off easily.

The damn technology in the MI6 R&D center even named it after an extremely famous Chinese artifact, the Guillotine.

The design of the Guillotine is both ingenious and vicious.

Once locked, it can not only be detonated remotely within a distance of 200 meters, but it will also automatically detonate as long as it is 500 meters away from the remote control.

If you attempt to destroy it violently, it will also explode. If you want to unlock it, you must know the six-digit knob-type combination on the collar.

To be honest, even Du Weiguo would be confused with this thing on.

He didn't dare to bet whether his neck could withstand so many alloy blades, let alone whether he could continue to live after his head was chopped off.

Immortality is just a nice-sounding skill name. If you take it seriously, you'd be a fool.

Facing the furious Hu San, Mrs. Yuan smiled instead. She slowly stood up, picked up the cigarette case and lighter from the twisted and deformed desk, and lit a cigarette for herself.

"Hu~" She leaned on the table, took a deep breath, and then exhaled the smoke for a long time.

"Third Master, you are well-informed and you must understand that life is very short and bitter. You must have some thoughts or beliefs to survive."

After a pause, she continued to speak in a calm tone:

“You can call me stupid, you can call me a fool, but my faith is deep-rooted and has been firmly engraved into my bones.

I really cannot be a traitor and betray my comrades. In comparison, dying is much easier and it is also a relief for me.”

Upon hearing this, Hu San's brows knitted into a knot, then slowly relaxed. He suppressed his anger and asked in a muffled voice:

"What about Xiaorong? Are you just going to ignore her?"

When she heard Xiaorong's name, Madam Yuan shuddered subconsciously, and the calm expression on her face froze instantly.

Hu San immediately struck while the iron was hot and said:

"Xiaorong, this poor girl, was taken away and lost her freedom when she was 9 years old. She is only 11 years old this year and has been imprisoned for two years.

She is even now suffering from all kinds of inhuman torture, with her blood drawn, marrow sucked out, and sliced ​​for research every day, and you~~"

Having said that, Hu San deliberately stopped, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Madam Yuan.

Every word he said turned into a sharp sword, piercing Mrs. Yuan's heart accurately.

She was shaking like a sieve, as if her legs had no strength to support her body and she was on the verge of falling.

Hu San saw all of her actions. He knew that he had hit Mrs. Yuan's weak spot, so he continued to launch a fierce attack.

"You are Xiaorong's only living relative and her only hope, but now you have selfishly given up on her just for your ridiculous and wrong insistence!"

Speaking of this, let me briefly introduce Mrs. Kite’s background.

She is from Guangxi Province and was born in Wanggao Town under Zhongshan County. She is only 31 years old this year. When she was 17 years old, her abilities were suddenly awakened due to an accident.

At that time, the country had just been liberated and social security was not very good, especially in the mountainous province of Guangxi, where many evil spirits were hiding.

At that time, Madam Yuan was living in a high school dormitory in the county town. When she was going home on weekends and passing by Gupo Mountain, she was suddenly encountered by a group of deserters from the Bald Army and was abducted into the mountains.

As a result, just when these beasts were about to do something bad, her power suddenly erupted, and the overwhelming black silk instantly pierced all the people present with holes.

Afterwards, she was so scared that she went crazy and ran around the mountains in a panic.

When she finally left the mountains, she had become a savage, and she found herself in Chenzhou, Hunan Province.

By then, she had regained her composure and had a general understanding of her abilities.

She felt like she had turned into a monster and had killed so many people. She didn't dare go home, so she pretended to be crazy and stupid and hid her identity.

Later, she was sent to a rescue station in Hengyang.

Because of her outstanding appearance, she was introduced to a clerk in the street office and married. He was an old soldier who retired due to injury, and gave birth to Xiaorong.

Later, she got a job and even joined an organization. She lived a prosperous and fulfilling life.

However, her good days came to an abrupt end in the summer of 63, because of a sudden incident planned by the enemy (spies). (It was blocked again, so I had to delete a few hundred words. Please imagine a short plot.)

Not only did her man die on the spot, she was also disfigured, and most importantly, her abilities were exposed.

After that, she was sent to a secret institution in Magic City. After being studied and brainwashed for two years, she began to carry out some secret missions.

Speaking of which, Du Weiguo once passed her by.

At that time, when Du Weiguo went to Shanghai to handle the Soul-Separation Case, she was also quickly transferred back from Yunnan Province as a backup plan.

She was even present before the Huangpu River warehouse was wiped out, only a few hundred meters away from Du Weiguo, hiding in a nearby building.

It's just that at that time, Du Weiguo couldn't see through things yet, and she had no ill intentions, so he didn't notice her.

Logically speaking, the fighting power displayed by Mrs. Yuan at that time was far beyond that of Du Weiguo.

The reason why she was not promoted to the position immediately was that she was not good at investigating cases. Not everyone can do such a job as unraveling the mystery.

Another consideration is that her abilities are too shocking and not suitable to be displayed in public.

Two years ago, Xiao Rong also suddenly showed superpowers, and her power was no weaker than that of Mrs. Yuan, so she was rushed to the 2 Botanical Research Institute in Sijiu City.

This research institute was established in 1965 at the same time as Bureau 749, and is dedicated to studying people with super powers and supernatural phenomena.

If Chunsheng had not been taken care of by Du Weiguo and Qian Lao at that time, he would probably have been taken away by them.

"What do you know? My beliefs are not wrong!"

Perhaps thinking of her past experiences, Mrs. Yuan's eyes were obviously shaken, but she still stubbornly roared and refuted.

"Haha~" Hu San laughed:

"I don't deny your faith. In fact, I admire all those who share your faith."

At this point, his conversation suddenly changed:

"But how stupid are what you are doing and your persistence? I'm sure you know it very well.

You are a bunch of fools, you are clearly being used as a tool by someone with ulterior motives, and what he is using is precisely your beliefs. "

"do not talk!"

Mrs. Yuan suddenly threw away her cigarette butt and yelled like crazy, pounding the table hard.

Because she was too excited, the veins on her forehead and neck were all bulging, and her eyes were as fierce as a she-wolf.

"Why don't I say it?"

Of course Hu San would not be intimidated by her. He also slammed the table, stood up, and shouted back in a louder voice:

"I just want to ask you one question. How did Du Weiguo let down the North, whether before or after he left the country? Why are you targeting him?"

"Also, you colluded with outsiders to stir up the White Lotus Sect in Hong Kong Island and set up a landlord association in an attempt to subvert and destroy the current good situation in Hong Kong Island."

Hu San stared into her eyes, and asked sternly, word by word:

"Do you think this is consistent with your noble beliefs?"

"What do you mean by a good situation? Hong Kong Island is almost becoming a place where he has the final say."

Mrs. Yuan finally found an opportunity to refute. She stared at him without showing any weakness and said sharply:

"Moreover, in just one year, millions of people have flowed into Hong Kong Island from the north. What is going on? How can we just sit back and do nothing?"

"Hahaha!"

Unexpectedly, when Hu San heard this, he seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world and laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Madam Yuan glared at him fiercely. If looks could kill, Hu San would have been cut into pieces by now.

"What else can I laugh at? Just laugh at your stupidity!" Hu San wiped his eyes.

"I don't want to waste any more time talking to you. I just want to ask you two questions."

He raised his hand, extended two fingers, and without waiting for Lady Kite to reply, he muttered to himself:

“First, I admit that the kid named Du is very domineering. Hong Kong Island has indeed become his one-man show, and his words are the law.

But are ordinary citizens of Hong Kong Island living better than before? Are those foreign devils no longer as fearless as before in bullying us Chinese? "

Hu San put away one finger, his tone full of teasing.

“As for the millions of immigrants, that is true, but if they can live well in their hometowns, who would be willing to leave?

You haven't been to places outside of Hong Kong Island, but I can tell you with confidence that they are living a hundred or a thousand times better than before."

Hu San made Madam Yuan speechless. It seemed that his patience was exhausted and his tone suddenly became harsh.

"Gong Shuying, I'll give you one last chance. Find that damn old cat and the prophet.

Otherwise, you will die, and Xiaorong will become an orphan. Besides, I have ways to make you surrender, and your death will be in vain."

The reason they were still bickering in the middle of the night was so that Mrs. Kite could lure the old cat out.

Old Cat is the mastermind behind all the troubles in Hong Kong Island in the past six months. Madam Yuan and Master Zi Yang are all under his command.

At the same time, this guy is also the top leader of the Landlord Association, and even the backstabbing of Lao Lei was led by him personally.

Hu San had searched Mrs. Yuan's brain and had already figured out how to contact the old cat.

However, this guy is as cunning as a devil. The way of contact he designed must have the personal cooperation of Lady Yuan herself in order to have a chance to see him in person.

"Hoo~" Madam Yuan let out a long breath and shook her head as if she had accepted her fate:

"Third Master, you are a good person, but please don't force me anymore. It's useless. Even if I survive, I won't have a chance to rescue Xiaorong."

She suddenly looked a little cunning, and smiled slightly:

"Third Master, have you seen Xiao Rong's potential? I think that if there is anyone in the world who can bring her out of the Forty-Nine City, it can only be you, the Sha Shen Clan."

At this point, she suddenly bowed to Hu San, her tone unusually sincere:

"Third Master, please be nicer to Xiaorong in the future, please."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up and reached out to pull the blood dripping from her neck, her movements were swift and decisive.

However, just as her hand touched the collar, her vision suddenly went dark and she fell to the ground like a wooden stake.

"Fuck! You're such a fool, like a stone in a toilet, so smelly and hard!"

A dark red light flashed in Hu San's eyes, and he cursed angrily.

At the same time, in Wong Tai Sin District, Wang Hui Building.

In a unit on the 17th floor, a middle-aged man with a weather-beaten face turned off the radio in front of him with a slightly tired look.

He pushed the table and stood up. He limped with his left leg, walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window, took out a cigarette box from his pocket, lit a cigarette, and looked out at the dark sky with a distant gaze.

He exhaled smoke, rubbed his temples, and said to himself:

"Is it really wrong?" (End of this chapter)