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

"Ha~"

On the deck, Du Weiguo leaned on the railing, flicked his cigarette butt into the sea, and sneered:
"It's true that people die for money and birds die for food. But they've already started before we even get to the place. Aren't these guys a little too impatient?"

Of course, everything that had just happened in the bottom cabin, as well as the killings that were taking place in various places on the yacht, could not be hidden from Du Weiguo's sharp eyes.

But he had no intention of intervening.

It was just a dog-eat-dog quarrel, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it. These people would die sooner or later anyway, so he didn't have to take action.

"Tsk, he's quite a martial artist." Du Weiguo commented, rubbing his chin.

Xiao Guan is a very skilled guy. He usually uses a US military M7 bayonet, which he uses very skillfully, quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.

With Du Weiguo's keen eyesight, he could tell that he should have practiced the Wing Chun Eight Cuts Sword Technique and had also received special assassination training.

The Delfino yacht is 44 meters long and has three floors. The interior space is very large, no less than that of a residential building.

In addition to the two traitors Gu Chaoxian, Xiaoguan and Zhou Pangzi who had already been killed, there were a total of 15 people on the boat including the helmsman.

Of course there is also Du Weiguo, but Xiaoguan never took him seriously, thinking that he was a soft persimmon that could be easily manipulated.

When Xiaoguan silently killed the fourth of Gu Chaoxian's loyal subordinates, he finally encountered a tough opponent, a sniper.

This guy is no ordinary warrior. Three years ago, he participated in the Yonan War as a member of the special forces of Bay Island and made great achievements in the rain forest. He only withdrew due to injury last year.

Because he had no power, he suffered extremely unfair treatment after his return.

First, his military achievements were falsely claimed, then he was kicked out of the hospital before his injuries had even healed, and then he was exiled to the almost barren Green Island to work as a small patrolman.

Finally, he was taken advantage of by Gu Chaoxian, the police chief of Taitung, who visited him three times and spent a large sum of money to recruit him.

He is a grateful man with a traditional way of thinking. He believes in dying for his friend and has always been loyal to Gu Chaoxian. The key is that he has been through hundreds of battles and has honed his sense of danger.

So, when Xiaoguan called him out on the pretext of something, he sensed it the moment the bayonet protruded from his sleeve.

Not only did he dodge the bayonet that was stabbing at his heart in the first moment, he also caught Xiaoguan off guard and punched him on the wrist, knocking the bayonet off.

Of course, Xiaoguan is no ordinary person, so it is impossible to give him the opportunity to go further.

The moment his bayonet was knocked off his chest, he made the most correct and effective response. He immediately rushed forward and engaged in close combat with the enemy.

"Bang bang bang~"

In the narrow and cramped cabin corridor, the two men fought madly like wild beasts, punching each other in the flesh, poking each other in the eyes, grabbing each other's crotch, using every possible means.

"boom!"

After a muffled sound, the two entangled figures finally separated.

Xiaoguan's face was scarlet, and he was holding his ribs in pain. He had just been hit hard and at least two of his ribs were broken.

The sniper was not unscathed either, but was seriously injured. At this moment, he was covering his left eye tightly, and blood was constantly oozing out from between his fingers.

One of his eyes was damaged. Although it was not pierced on the spot, there is a high probability that he would go blind. Even if he didn't go blind, he certainly can't use it now.

"Tsk, tsk, it seems that this traitor is slightly better."

On the deck, Du Weiguo lit up his cigarette again, enjoying it as if he was watching an action movie.

Although Xiaoguan's ribs were broken by the Liver-blasting Fist, his combat effectiveness would inevitably be reduced, but compared to losing an eye, he still has a clear advantage.

Apart from the excruciating pain, the sudden limitation of vision is absolutely fatal for a sniper who relies on his eyes to make a living.

If they keep fighting, the sniper will be the one to die in the end if nothing unexpected happens.

But accidents always happen when the impossible happens.

"Deng Deng Deng~"

Just as the two men were racing against time to catch their breath and in a tense standoff, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded behind the sniper.

The next second, Fatty Zhou's fat face covered in sweat appeared in the sight of the two people.

"Damn!" Xiao Guan cursed in annoyance, and at the same time, he exerted force on his feet and pounced towards the sniper.

The sniper's reaction was not slow either. He moved almost at the same time as him, turning around and pouncing, but his target was Fatty Zhou who had just shown his head.

"Ping pong pong~" After a period of chaos, the result was decided on the scene.

The sniper leaned against the bulkhead, and Fatty Zhou stood in front of him. His throat was gripped tightly by a big hand with bulging blue veins.

However, Xiao Guan was always a step slower because of the distance and could only stop dejectedly one meter in front of Fatty Zhou.

"Back off!" The sniper's only eye shot out a frightening light, and he growled in a hoarse voice.

"Hey~ idiot, do you think I care about this fat guy?" Xiao Guan picked up the bayonet on the ground, swung it with a playful expression.

However, the sniper was obviously not someone who could be easily fooled. He suddenly exerted force on his hands, and three fingers immediately sank deeply into Fatty Zhou's throat.

"Uh~"

His grip was extremely strong, and Fatty Zhou was strangled so hard that he waved his hands around like he was drowning. His fat face turned red and purple.

"Get out of my way! Otherwise I'll kill him right now, and you'll never find the location of the shipwreck in your lifetime!"

Fatty Zhou is very cunning, and the location of the shipwreck is a secret that depends on his life, so he will naturally not let others know.

In the previous few voyages, he personally drove the boat during the second half of the journey and did not allow anyone to approach the cockpit, not even the confidants sent by Gu Chaoxian.

The key point is that there is no reference point within a few nautical miles of the shipwreck site of the Musashi, and the location can only be anchored by longitude and latitude.

And this secret is only known to Fatty Zhou.

In fact, Gu Chaoxian had thought about using force to force the location of the shipwreck to be revealed, but he had to endure it because he had not found a water ghost who could complete the task.

As for those professional deep-sea salvage teams, they didn't even dare to look for them.

Because most of these teams have incredible backgrounds and cannot keep secrets at all. Once the news leaks, they probably won't even be qualified to enjoy the benefits.

"Fuck! You're so cruel! Don't mess around, we can discuss everything."

After being stabbed in the vital spot, Xiaoguan was instantly defeated. He raised his hands helplessly and took a few steps back.

At this moment, a chaotic sound of footsteps suddenly sounded. When the other people on the boat heard the noise, they all came over. The narrow corridor was immediately blocked.

Among these people, some are Xiaoguan’s confidants, and some are Zhou Pangzi’s men, such as the sea monster.

The rest are all fence-sitters who do things for money. Anyway, none of them is Gu Chaoxian's die-hard supporter.

It's quite sad to think about it. This guy was a big shot after all. He was able to call the shots for half his life, but he died in a confusing way.

He has no wife or children, and the few loyal friends he had left were all killed. Except for the sniper who was blind in one eye, there may not even be anyone who can help him get revenge and seek justice.

"Fuck, what the hell are you doing?"

The killing of Gu Chaoxian was a conspiracy between Xiaoguan and Fatty Zhou, and no third party knew about it, so the sea monster had no idea what had happened.

However, seeing that his boss Fatty Zhou was almost strangled to death, he did not care about anything else and immediately jumped out to protect his master.

"Mr. Zhu, let my boss go immediately, or I will kill you!" The sea monster pulled out a pistol from his waist, raised it and pointed it at the sniper.

The sniper's surname is Zhu, but his real name is unknown. Because he is quite old, everyone calls him Old Zhu.

Facing the black muzzle of the gun, he showed no fear. "Come on! Shoot! Let's see who dies first?" His men continued to increase their strength. Several iron hook-like fingers had already pierced Fatty Zhou's skin and sank deeply into his flesh, almost grabbing his throat.

The unfortunate Fatty Zhou's eyes rolled back in pain, his crotch was wet, and he looked like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered. He didn't even have the strength to struggle, let alone resist.

"Sea monster, put down your gun immediately!" Xiao Guan shouted anxiously.

Upon hearing this, the sea monster suddenly realized that he had turned his gun around and pointed it at Xiao Guan:
"Fuck! He's your man. Tell me, why did he pinch my boss' neck? Fuck you, Guan, make him let go quickly, or I'll kill you first!"

The sea monster's actions were like a fuse, instantly igniting the tense atmosphere at the scene.

"Sa Xiao, you are looking for death!"

"Put the gun down!"

"Fuck it, I'm going to kill you!"

The situation got out of control in an instant. Everyone drew their weapons and divided into two groups, confronting each other.

"Don't move!" Xiao Guan was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, and he roared loudly.

In such a narrow space, with so many people drawing their guns and shooting at each other, it is hard to say who will live and who will die in the end. It all depends on God's will.

Xiao Guan usually had a lot of authority, and when they heard his roar, everyone paused and did not take any further action.

"Put down your guns!"

"Old Zhu is a thorn planted by an outsider. He just killed Mr. Gu and several other brothers. Now he has kidnapped Old Zhou and wants to force him to tell the location of the shipwreck!"

It should be said that Xiaoguan is also quick-witted. In a flash, he came up with a set of excuses that were enough to reverse right and wrong.

Moreover, as Gu Chaoxian's right-hand man, his words carried considerable weight. Everyone looked suddenly enlightened and slowly lowered their guns.

"Ha~"

Old Zhu, who was surrounded in the middle, suddenly laughed miserably. He wiped the bleeding eyes of Fatty Zhou who was about to faint from the back of his head and said faintly:
"So, the boss is dead, right?"

"Nonsense, you did it yourself, why are you pretending now?"

Xiaoguan is now in a dilemma and can only continue acting.

"But Old Zhu, things have come to this now. We are all fighting for our lives just to make money."

"As long as you release Lao Zhou, I can make the decision, let you go, and give you a large sum of money."

"Ha~" Upon hearing this, Old Zhu laughed again, and his laughter was creepy.

"You make the decision? Xiaoguan, can you make the decision?"

"Of course!" Xiao Guan answered firmly, and he tilted his head to the left and right.

"You can ask my brothers, do I, Xiaoguan, keep my word?"

"It counts!" His supporters immediately responded in unison, and even those who were on the fence followed suit and shouted loudly.

These guys are like whoever feeds them, and they are good at changing their attitude according to the situation. On this yacht right now, Xiaoguan is obviously the most powerful, so it is not difficult for them to choose.

Old Zhu didn't say anything, but just glanced at Xiao Guan with his only remaining red eye with a smile on his face.

His meaning was not difficult to understand. Just now, Fatty Zhou's men did not express their opinions.

Seeing that Fatty Zhou's face was blue and purple and he was already dying, Xiao Guan was so anxious that his back teeth were almost broken. He turned to the sea monster and roared:
"Fuck you! Sea monster, do you really want your boss to die? Let me ask you, do I keep my word?"

The sea monster was not stupid. He had already guessed the truth of the matter through clues. He put the pistol back on his waist, nodded heavily, and said in a muffled voice:
"count."

Seeing that the sea monster was quite sensible, Xiao Guan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He turned to Old Zhu again:

"How about it? Old Zhu, I, Xiao Guan, always keep my word. As long as you let Old Zhou go, I promise not to embarrass you. When we get the stuff, I'll give you a share."

"Okay, okay, Xiao Guan, no, Boss Guan, you are really awesome."

There was a vague light flickering in Old Zhu's one eye. He loosened his grip slightly to give Fatty Zhou more room to breathe.

"Okay, Boss Guan, I agree to your terms. Now everyone lay down your weapons and retreat to the bottom cabin."

"Impossible!" Xiao Guan rejected it without hesitation.

"You're dreaming!" The sea monster roared almost at the same time, pulling its neck.

"Heh~" Old Zhu sneered.

"Impossible? Then let's go our separate ways!" As he spoke, he exerted force on his hands again.

Fatty Zhou, who had just managed to catch his breath, had his trachea grabbed again. Due to the severe pain, all the fat on his body was shaking violently.

"Fuck! Put your guns down!"

Xiaoguan felt as if his heart was being gripped, and he became so angry that he almost went crazy.

"Danglang~"

The next second, he was the first to throw the bayonet in his hand into the sea through the corridor window. Then, his supporters followed suit, then the fence-sitters, and finally the sea monster.

"Big Head, go to Lao Zhu's room and throw his gun into the sea!"

Although he was extremely anxious, Xiaoguan's IQ was still online.

He would not be so foolish as to throw his weapons on the ground to help the enemy, nor would he leave any hot weapons for Lao Zhu.

This guy is a sharpshooter. With a gun in his hand, his combat power increases exponentially instantly. That’s a completely different situation.

There are ten people on their side. As long as they don't have guns, Lao Zhu won't be able to make any waves. At least, their lives are guaranteed.

Old Zhu also acquiesced to his order. He understood that this matter involved Xiaoguan's life, which was his bottom line and he would not give in.

Lao Zhu's room was in this corridor, so just half a minute later, the henchman named Big Head found his two pistols.

A Colt M1911 and a modified AR15 rifle equipped with a scope.

"Big brother?"

"What the hell? Just throw it into the sea!"

"Pfft!"

Datou had a strong execution ability. After getting Xiaoguan's instructions, he immediately threw both guns out of the window.

"Alright, retreat to the bottom cabin now!" Old Zhu was furious when his beloved gun was destroyed.

"Everyone stand back!"

Xiaoguan was also very angry, his back teeth were almost broken, but he was powerless. Fatty Zhou was the only one who knew where the treasure was buried, and he could not die.

A few minutes later, the yacht's motor was turned off and it stopped on the vast ocean.

Everyone on the boat, including the helmsman, went to the bottom cabin, except Du Weiguo, who seemed to have been selectively forgotten by everyone.

"Damn it, trying to make some extra money is really full of twists and turns. I'm tired of watching this chaotic drama, it's time to end it."

Du Weiguo pouted and muttered something, but before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in an instant. (End of this chapter)