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

"Yes! We must detonate it! Damn it, let the whole world hear it, and see who dares to mess with us in the future?"

Without waiting for Miss Hu to speak, Hu San became excited. He slammed his palm hard and shouted loudly.

"Hu Laosan, shut up. You are everywhere. Are you just trying to make the world a mess?"

Miss Hu turned around, gave him a fierce look, and scolded him in annoyance.

"What? Am I right?"

Hu San is the kind of person who suffers in silence? He immediately rolled his eyes and glared back.

"What the hell? Once the Big Pineapple explodes in India, we will become the enemy of the whole world, a thorn in everyone's side. There will be no room for maneuver. Can you bear the consequences of the backlash?"

Although Miss Hu seemed to be scolding Hu San, she was actually speaking to Du Weiguo.

She originally supported Du Weiguo in detonating the Big Pineapple, but when the time came, she hesitated.

Since this thing was developed by Citigroup in 45 and exploded for the first time, 23 years have passed and it has never exploded again.

The destructive power of the Big Pineapple is so terrifying that it can take away hundreds of thousands or even millions of lives in an instant.

Moreover, the harm it causes is endless, and the nuclear radiation will not dissipate within a hundred years. It is simply an anti-human weapon.

If it were a world war, it would be understandable if it was used in the context of both sides being bloodthirsty.

But although we are now in the Cold War, both the United States and the Soviet Union are still relatively restrained, and the overall environment is still mainly peaceful.

At present, any country that dares to use the Big Pineapple first will immediately become the target of public criticism.

This time in Hong Kong Island, when Miss Hu seized the brain of the devil six, she also became more clearly aware of the strong malice of the outside world towards the evil spirits.

Take Citibank and Britannia as examples. They are now even more vigilant against Du Weiguo than China. In any case, China will never take the initiative to use nuclear weapons.

It sounds like a myth that the power of one person surpasses the power of a country.

It was also in this context that Guiziliu, an unknown old man, was able to quickly integrate the forces of all parties, become the leader of the Landlord Association, and even extend his tentacles overseas.

"Are we not the world's public enemy now? Does it matter whether this pineapple rings or not?"

Hu San curled his lips and refuted confidently:

"Those foreign devils appear to be obedient to us, but in fact they hate us to the core, are full of evil intentions, and are constantly plotting and scheming.

If they get a chance, they will pounce on us like hyenas and tear us to pieces. Let them hear a loud noise, which will at least keep them quiet for a few days."

"Hu Laosan, what do you know? Once this big pineapple explodes, the conflict will intensify~~"

Miss Hu's face was dark. She was speaking when Du Weiguo patted her shoulder and interrupted her.

"Hu Da, what Third Brother said is right."

"I know what you're thinking. Once the conflict escalates to the point where it can't be reconciled, and the threat becomes too great to accept, they might be driven to desperation and choose to fight to the death with us."

"Yeah~" Miss Hu sighed and said with sympathy.

"They say those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Before we know it, we have accumulated a small fortune. With these, we are reluctant to destroy them again."

"Hu Da, it's okay, just smash some bottles and jars."

Du Weiguo waved his hand and said in a proud tone:

"As long as we are still here, it won't take long to get it back. And if we really fight to the point of losing our fish and breaking our net, the fish won't die, but the net will definitely break!"

Miss Hu nodded: "Okay, as long as you know what's going on, I support you no matter what."

"It's the same for me. Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, Third Brother won't blink an eye."

Hu Sanda echoed loudly.

"cut!"

Lin Jiaojiao, who had been listening quietly, suddenly rolled her eyes at Hu San and sneered:

"Hu Laosan, look at your little ability, how big of a deal is that? Whether it's life or death, at worst I'll go to the Magic Mist Mountain and bring all those dragon bug cubs down, and then I'll kill whoever I meet."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo was somewhat interested. He turned his head to look at Lin Jiaojiao and asked curiously:

"By the way, Lin Jiaojiao, you have been to the Magic Mist Mountain. Are you sure you can control the dragon worm?"

"Of course, it's a piece of cake for me!"

Lin Jiaojiao patted her majestic chest proudly, and suddenly there was a surge of waves.

Du Weiguo became more interested: "How many can you control?"

There are so many dragons and insects in the Demon Mist Mountain that they are too numerous to count. A conservative estimate is that there are hundreds of millions of them. No matter how powerful Lin Jiaojiao is, she can't control them all.

Before, the old long worm spirit hiding in the cave couldn't do it either. It relied on hundreds of male insects to indirectly control the dragon insects.

"Hmm~"

Hearing this question, Lin Jiaojiao looked serious for a rare moment and pondered for a moment. After a long while, she was about to speak.

"Here it comes!" At this moment, Du Weiguo suddenly shouted softly.

At the same time, his eyes suddenly became stern, his eyebrows raised, and he pierced the sky like a sword in its sheath.

At this moment, in the clouds more than ten kilometers in front of the Gulfstream they were on, a gray-green, streamlined F111 jet fighter was approaching rapidly.

In the fighter's front and rear cockpits, the lead pilot was anxiously shouting to the co-pilot behind him:

"Jonathan, contact Eagle's Nest quickly, we have found our target."

Co-pilot Jonathan did not immediately operate the radio in front of him, but asked hesitantly:

"Lucas, we are still quite far away. Do you want to fly closer and contact Eagle's Nest after you have truly observed the target?"

The lead pilot, Lucas, had a bad temper and immediately started swearing:

"Fuck, Jonathan, stop talking nonsense and do what I say right now!"

Jonathan is also stubborn and very old-fashioned: "No, Lucas, if there is no reasonable reason, I refuse."

"Fake!"

Lucas cursed angrily, but he was helpless against his stubborn partner, so he could only patiently explain:

"At this time, this route, the flight altitude, and the opponent's cruising speed are all exactly the same as the target. The probability of coincidence is almost zero. Is this reason enough?"

"That's enough. I'll contact Eagle's Nest now."

Although Jonathan has a stubborn temper, he has a strong execution ability. After agreeing with Lucas's point of view, he immediately turned on the radio and started operating it quickly.

"They actually dared to attack us? Planes or missiles?"

Inside the cabin, Miss Hu's brows were tightly knitted and her tone was somewhat solemn.

Although with her eyesight, she did not spot the incoming F111 under the current visual conditions, she was very confident in Du Weiguo's judgment.

Du Weiguo's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter. "Citi's jet fighter is about 15 kilometers away from us."

Miss Hu responded quickly:

"Third brother, Lin Jiaojiao, you guys go back to the rear cabin and sit down immediately. Have everyone bring their parachutes and be ready to skydive at any time."

"Skydiving again? Is there no other way?"

Lin Jiaojiao's face turned pale with fright. The terrible experience of the last parachute jump left her with an extremely deep and bad impression.

"Okay, Lin Jiaojiao, stop wasting time and let's go."

However, Hu San grabbed her and pulled her towards the outer cabin. Miss Hu's call of "Third Brother" just now made him fully realize the seriousness of the matter.

After they left, Miss Hu stood up and locked the cabin door, then asked in a deep voice:

"Du Da, what should we do now? Do you want to teleport out and shoot down the plane?"

When she asked the question, her eyes were bright and frightening. There was no fear in her eyes, but instead they were full of curiosity.

Teleportation, this legendary ability that only gods can possess. Even though she has lived for hundreds of years, she has only seen Du Weiguo use it once.

Moreover, it was a very close-range flash. Although it was magical, it was not shocking enough. A long-distance flash that could travel hundreds of miles in an instant, she really wanted to see it once.

"No rush." ​​Du Weiguo shook his head calmly.

"They are not showing obvious hostility right now, and they are still far away from us, and have not yet climbed to a height suitable for attack."

Maybe it was because she wanted to see Du Weiguo teleport in front of her too much, Miss Hu reminded him:

"Du Da, don't be too confident. If you let them get too close, things might get weird. And it'll also expose your teleportation ability. I guess you don't want everyone to know this secret, right?"

"Hehehe~" Du Weiguo laughed.

"Hu Da, don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on it. If I sense any danger, I will kill it immediately.

I am faster than them, much faster. Even if our plane has been locked by air-to-air missiles, we will still have time."

Du Weiguo was not lying, he was indeed staring at the F111 in front of him.

At this moment, it had turned its nose and slowed down its speed, flying synchronously with them at a distance of more than ten kilometers ahead.

He might be waiting for orders, or he might be waiting for his companions.

Hearing Du Weiguo speak so confidently, Miss Hu felt relieved, but she also curled her lips helplessly.

But she seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and her curiosity, which had just subsided, was suddenly raised again.

"By the way, Duda, how do you want to kill it? With a gun?"

"No." Du Weiguo shook his head and explained:

"The shell of the F111 is made of a special aluminum alloy that cannot be penetrated by pistols or rifles. At the same time, the cockpit glass is also bulletproof, so individual firearms are useless."

Upon hearing this, Miss Hu became even more curious: "Then what are you going to do? Are you going to throw a grenade into its jet nozzle?"

Damn, the big fox has a big imagination? Du Weiguo patted the knife box behind the seat with a mixture of anger and amusement.

"I'm going to chop it with my floating sinker."

"What?" Miss Hu's eyes almost popped out, and it was rare for her to show such an incredible expression.

"Use a knife to chop down an airplane? Or a supersonic jet? Duda, are you serious?"

Du Weiguo nodded and answered seriously:

"Yes, really. You know how sharp the floating knife is. It can easily cut through the outer shell of the plane, let alone the bulletproof glass. I just need to teleport to the top of the cockpit and then chop it down with the knife~~"

He raised his eyebrows and made a downward chopping motion. Miss Hu's eyes widened when she heard it.

Damn it, is this really necessary? Using cold weapons to attack a supersonic fighter jet, and at an altitude of 10,000 meters, even myths wouldn't dare to make up this story.

But if you think about it carefully, it is feasible.

Du Weiguo's abnormal eyesight, monstrous skills, teleportation skills, and the floating and sinking sword, all the conditions are met.

Seeing Miss Hu in a daze, Du Weiguo smiled and explained:

"Hu Da, are you thinking the wrong thing? The Floating and Sinking Knife is not some primitive weapon. It is a black technology from outer space, a cosmic-level weapon, and its technological level far exceeds that of the Citigroup fighter jets."

"That's right~"

Although this reason was not sufficient, it made sense, and Miss Hu felt somewhat reluctantly relieved.

At this moment, Du Weiguo suddenly exclaimed, and said in a teasing tone:

"Want to run? Looks like I may not need to show off my feat of chopping down an airplane with a knife?"

Directly in front, outside the clouds more than ten kilometers away, the F111 fighter jet was accelerating and lowering its altitude, and it seemed that it was about to give up the attack.

In fact, it was true. During the short few minutes of the conversation between Du Weiguo and Miss Hu, the Pentagon, thousands of miles away, was in an uproar.

The two camps, advocating and opposing the attack, were at loggerheads, and were just short of a full-scale fight.

Those who advocate this are mostly opposition parties that are close to the Illuminati, while those who oppose it are loyal supporters of the Freemasons and the current Citigroup President Johnson who is about to step down.

There is no need to explain the positions of the Illuminati and the Freemasons. As for the president's position, it is obvious that he does not want to take the blame.

No matter who ultimately carried out the attack, it must have been him who gave the order.

Now that Citigroup is more than halfway through the election process, the trend has become increasingly clear, and Johnson's approval rating has reached a freezing point.

The chances of his reelection are slim. To put it another way, he has just over a month left in his term and is about to retire.

In such a context, if Du Weiguo was not killed in one blow, he would undoubtedly die, and his family would be uprooted.

"Who can be sure that the evil spirit himself is on the plane? What if he deliberately lured us into a trap and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to attack us?"

"Don't forget that besides being the most powerful assassin in history, Sha Shen also holds at least five big pineapples in his hands."

"If he hadn't died, with his vindictive and reckless character, he would have definitely set off a big pineapple explosion in our home country of Citi!"

"Five pineapples with a yield of more than 30 tons. Who can afford such devastating consequences?"

"If anyone can guarantee to bear the consequences, then please stand up now! I will immediately announce my abdication, and then you will issue the attack order!"

In order to save his life and live a quiet and wealthy life after retirement, Johnson did everything he could, even at the cost of his reputation.

However, the effect was unexpectedly good. Everyone was speechless. No one was stupid, and no one wanted to be the first to speak out.

After all, the questions Johnson raised were not unreasonable, but had some basis. Du Weiguo's blatant trip this time did have some conspiracy issues. (End of this chapter)