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

Baman City, in the courtyard of this mansion in Baca, there was a low and deep sound suddenly.

"Puff puff~"

This noise is probably similar to the decibel of a loud fart, even in the quiet of the night, it is not obvious.

Du Weiguo was standing on the roof of the main building of the villa at the moment, with two mufflers installed in his hands, bowing left and right, the flames flickered like fireworks.

In just 2 seconds, the two pistols and 14 rounds of ammunition were completely emptied, and the 12 gunmen located in the watchtower at the four corners of the courtyard and two of the 6-member night patrol team in the front yard were shot in turn.

The few remaining members of the night watch team were about to react, raised their weapons, and tried to find the enemy. Before they could shoot, four sharp fish-killing knives roared towards them.

Almost at the same time, they were nailed to their foreheads with incomparable precision, until the handle was gone, and the huge kinetic energy brought them to fall on their backs without saying a word.

Within 20 meters, the fish killing knife is more powerful because of its heavier quality.

At this time, the people in the villa heard noises in the yard, and several men with disheveled clothes, shirtless arms and weapons rushed out of the house while shouting.

Du Weiguo, holding the Jiuyou lock with his left hand, fell from the sky like a giant owl. Before he landed, the silenced pistol in his hand started to show its power again.

"Pfft~"

There was a muffled gunshot, quick and urgent, like rain hitting plantains. The men didn't see who was coming, only felt a blur before their eyes, and fell into eternal darkness.

Du Weiguo landed steadily on the steps of the villa, with a light shake of his left hand, the Jiuyou lock was retracted instantly, without even looking at the dead people in front of him.

With a stern face, he quickly changed the magazine, and whispered softly:

"There are still a few more in the backyard, Hu Da, control the people in the villa, don't shoot!"

As soon as the words fell, the Jiuyou lock bounced up suddenly, and it was nailed to the roof with a loud bang. Du Weiguo soared into the air, exerting force on his waist and abdomen in the air, his body changed direction instantly, and projected towards the backyard like a night owl .

Looking at Du Weiguo's frightened figure in mid-air, the big fox sitting cross-legged on the travel bag muttered to himself:

"Killing people is like mowing grass! Full of evil spirits, this group of blind strangers really messed with the wrong people!"

Immediately, a dark red light flickered in the eyes of the big fox, and the sound that had just sounded on the second floor of the villa fell silent instantly.

A moment later, on the second floor of the villa, in a luxuriously decorated study room.

With a teasing smile on his face, Du Weiguo sat casually on the leather executive chair, gently rubbing an authentic Cuban cigar in his hand.

The fiery red fox, squatting on the desk, has a beautiful big tail, gently swaying like a flame, and the dark red eyes are shining with a strange light, which is breathtaking.

The aura is full!

In front of the desk, a fat and dark middle-aged man, with his arms drooping weakly, knelt on the ground, cold sweat flowing out of his forehead like spring water, and instantly wet his clothes.

I don't know if it hurts or scares me.

Du Weiguo picked up the airbrush on the table, lit the cigar, took a puff, then exhaled the smoke slowly, frowning involuntarily.

Gan!What the hell is this?Similar to the smell of burnt leaves.

Even though Du Weiguo has been a man for two lifetimes, Du Weiguo has never smoked the King of Tobacco, a high-end cigar.

Mancha is a rich man from Jinshan Yinhai, so the cigars on the table are authentic Cuban high-end products, the top tobacco leaves, rubbed on the girl's lap.

It is said that people who can smoke can also taste the unique body fragrance of girls, but this kind of high-end style, Du Tubie is definitely out of play.

Du Weiguo put the cigar on the ashtray calmly, glanced at the fat man kneeling on the ground, and said calmly:

"Boss Mancha, tell me, what was your original name? Where did you come from? How did you get here?"

Mancha had been terrified by Du Weiguo and Miss Hu's methods just now. There are more than 30 guards in his villa who are armed with live ammunition, well equipped and have seen blood.

It didn't even take a single cigarette, and he was completely wiped out by this handsome man in front of him. Such a method was unheard of!

At this moment, when Du Weiguo spoke, especially in the authentic northern Mandarin, Mancha shuddered and almost urinated.

He is a tyrannical hero, and when he was young, he climbed up from the bottom step by step with flesh and bones, and he was also a ruthless person.

However, in recent years, he has gotten in touch with the head of the powerful faction in the Triangle Land, and killed the deadly enemy, dominating the Baman City, covering the sky with one hand.

The days of comfort and wealth have passed for a long time, and the bloody courage I had earlier has long since faded away, so I cherish my life.

Mancha was trembling, lowered her eyebrows, and answered in a trembling voice:

"I, my name is Xiang Weiting. I was originally from Yongren County, Panzhihua, southern Sichuan. In 43, my father brought me here with the expeditionary army, and I never went back."

Mancha spoke the authentic Sichuan accent, and Du Weiguo smacked his mouth with a smile, with a teasing tone:
"Tsk tsk, it turned out that you were face to face with Master Xiang. How dare you be a senior expeditionary soldier, an anti-Japanese hero? What a disrespect~"

Upon hearing this, Mancha's face turned pale with fright, his head shook like a rattle, and sweat flew everywhere:

"Don't dare, dare not, I was only 13 years old at the time, not much taller than a gun, and I was still a kid who didn't understand anything, and I couldn't survive at home, so I came out to ask for a bite~"

Flower wipe!Missed.

Du Weiguo raised his brows, and looked curiously at this stupid, black and thick guy who looked like a wild boar turned into a spirit.

I really didn't see that he was only 36 years old. I thought he was already in his 50s.

36 years old, with such a low starting point, to be able to get to where he is today is indeed not an ordinary person!
Immediately, Du Weiguo curled his lips, he didn't want to know at all, how did Baca go from a low-level brat to become the overlord in a short period of time, after all, everyone has their own chance.

Besides, for a dying person, what is the point of knowing his story, no matter what he has done in the past, based on his current status as a D owl, he should be cut to death.

Du Weiguo didn't want to continue talking nonsense, so he got straight to the point and went straight to the point:

"Master Xiang, they're all living on the knife's edge. Don't chatter if you're stupid. Brother, I'm in trouble now. I've come to your pier and I have two things to do."

Du Weiguo looked foolish, his face was full of scorn, and his tone was unhurried, but his eyes were full of murderous intent, and it was cold. Mancha nodded quickly, and agreed without a word:

"Grandpa, you order, you just order, let alone two things, even if it is twenty, as long as I can do it, I will definitely die~"

Du Weiguo sneered, with a playful tone:

"Heh! Never give up even if you die, it's easy to say, Lord Xiang, in our triangular land, there is a hall called Babailong, can you tell us about it?"

Upon hearing the word eight hundred dragons, Mancha's pupils shrank violently, and her whole body couldn't help trembling.

Labor Day Nima Oh!

I said, why did such an evil god suddenly come to my bastard Baman City? I dare say that he is the enemy of the damned plague of Babailong!

Mancha yelled in his heart, and his face changed rapidly. The man in front of him is certainly a demon, but those guys at Babailong are not easy to provoke.

Once they confessed, even if they escaped with their lives in the hands of the evil god in front of them, they would probably have to run all night to barely survive.

However, this foundation, which was built after decades of shopping, just disappeared. What the hell is it? Man wiped his eyes and turned around, anxious like ants on a hot pot.

Du Weiguo did not urge him, but picked up the cigar on the ashtray again and took another puff.

He was a little bit unconvinced in his heart, such an expensive thing, so he couldn't get a good one?Want to try again and see.

This time, Du Weiguo seemed to have tasted all kinds of flavors, and slowly exhaled the smoke, smacking his mouth.

Suddenly felt a burst of resentment, looked up, the big fox was staring at him straightly, his eyes were full of resentment, Du Weiguo couldn't help sighing secretly.

Damn, I forgot about the old smoker Hu Daxiang, and the very sensible one immediately stuffed one into the big fox's mouth.

After Du Weiguo helped Miss Hu light a cigar, he played with the airbrush in his hand and put it in his pocket decisively.

This thing is quite good, with strong firepower, it is definitely a good item for someone like him who often needs to destroy corpses.

Miss Hu seems to know how to taste cigars better than the turtle like Du Weiguo, with an expression of enjoyment, but the big fox is holding a cigar with its two front paws.

This posture, uh~ is somewhat unsightly.

Peeking at the big fox swallowing clouds, Mancha trembled with fright. He had never eaten pork, and he had seen pigs run away.

He was well-informed, so he had naturally heard of a legendary creature like a fox fairy, and the only trace of luck left in his heart disappeared completely.

Du Weiguo took another puff of his cigar, and glanced coldly at Man who was sweating profusely. He became a little impatient, and his tone became cold:

"What's the matter? Master Xiang, don't you know about the Eight Hundred Dragons, or do you not want to talk about it?"

Mancha snapped back to her senses, eyes full of fear, her voice trembling:
"Uh, grandpa, if I say so, can you give me a way to survive~ ah~~"

Mancha let out a miserable scream, and there was an exquisite bronze-colored unicorn statue on his desk.

Hearing Mancha's bargaining, Du Weiguo's eyes sharpened, and with a flick of his finger, the bronze unicorn's head flew out like a bullet.

It was deeply embedded in the bone of Mancha's forehead, with only one end exposed. The pain made his eyeballs red and tears flowed down his face.

"Mancha, let me ask again, do you know anything about the Eight Hundred Dragons?"

Du Weiguo put away his smiling face, straightened his body, and his tone became harsh, Mancha had already reacted by now.

Regardless of the severe pain, he twisted his fat body desperately, with his arms hanging down, kowtowed hard to beg for mercy, and cried loudly in his mouth:
"Grandpa, spare your life, grandpa, spare your life, I say, I say~"

Du Weiguo's action made Mancha come to his senses completely, saying that maybe there was still a glimmer of life, if not, he would die soon.

There is nothing important in life except death. If you lose your life, the so-called foundation and wealth are still worth chicken feathers?

What Du Weiguo did just now, not to mention Mancha, even Miss Hu was startled, she broke the copper statue with her fingers, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

His movements are still so light and smooth, Du Weiguo's hand skills are so powerful?What kind of effort is this?
The well-informed big fox, with doubts in his eyes, stared at the smooth cut on the head of the town beast.

The moment the Bronze Town Beast was flicked away, a dim and cold light flashed between Du Weiguo's fingers, so fast that even the big fox couldn't see it clearly.

This is a new usage of Xiaotang Dao in conjunction with space, and Du Weiguo himself named it:
Shadowless knife, fingertip blade.

Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke slowly, and said lightly:

"Say."

At this moment, Mancha was already in tears, half from fright, half from pain, and stammered:
"Yes, yes, Grandpa, these eight hundred dragons are a group of mysterious professional killers. The price is too expensive to die, but as long as you give the money in place, they will definitely kill the target.

The leader is a person nicknamed Lilong, and their lair is near the town of Delai, 200 miles northeast of Baman City. "

When Mancha finished speaking, she took a peek at Du Weiguo's face, but Du Weiguo just sneered and didn't speak.

Mancha immediately lay down on the ground, dragging his two arms, pounding his head like garlic:
"Grandpa, grandpa, that's all I really know! Please, please spare my life!"

Du Weiguo remained calm, and secretly compared the location of the coordinates on the challenge letter in his heart, um, this fat pig is willing to spare his life, he didn't lie.

Du Weiguo put down his cigar, and tapped lightly on the table with his slender fingers:
"Mancha, how old is this Lilong and what does he look like?"

Man rubbed herself up straight with difficulty, and hurriedly replied:

"No, I don't know, I, I haven't seen him, really, Grandpa, I really haven't seen him, I have dealt with them twice before, and they were all looking for a guy named Ma Long~"

Du Weiguo was somewhat disappointed, frowned, and his face became a little gloomy: "How many people are there in Eight Hundred Dragons?"

Man wiped Du Weiguo's face, and immediately shook his head vigorously, already crying in fright:
"Grandpa, I really don't know. I just asked them to help get rid of two enemies. I only met Ma Long. I'm serious~"

Du Weiguo frowned, raised his hand, and interrupted his chatter:

"Don't talk nonsense, this is Ma Long, how can I contact you?"

"There is a medical clinic in Delai Town. Ma Long is the doctor sitting in the hall. There is no password, as long as you can show the token of the eight hundred dragons."

Hearing this, Du Weiguo immediately raised his eyebrows, let out a sigh of relief, secretly rejoicing in his heart, fortunately, the car did not overturn.

The reason why he wanted to interrogate this guy himself, instead of directly asking Miss Hu to search his memory, was so unnecessary, which had a deep meaning.

One is that he can't pin all the sources of information on Butterfly, and the other is that he can't make the big fox overly proud, as if he can't live without it.

"Where is the thing?"

Mancha has already resigned to her fate at this moment, and dare not hide anything:
"Grandpa, the painting of Zhong Kui on the wall is a mechanism. It is twisted three times to the left. There is a secret room in the wall, and the token is inside. It is a bronze dragon-shaped knife coin, packed in a small black sandalwood box. ~"

Hearing this, the corners of Du Weiguo's mouth slightly curled up, and it was time for his favorite part of searching for treasures again.

I don't know how much a D owl like him is worth?

According to what Mancha said, Du Weiguo opened the secret room, which was piled with money and weapons, and soon found the bronze dragon-shaped knife coin.

Standing in the secret room, Du Weiguo took a rough look at the belongings here. The largest amount is Burmese currency, followed by Thai baht, US dollars, antiques, jade, RMB and some smoke.

The amount of money is quite a lot, roughly estimated to exceed one million dollars, but this is definitely not his full worth!

Du Weiguo frowned slightly, patrolling the secret room, knocking on several walls in the secret room constantly.

Suddenly, a strange gleam flashed in Du Weiguo's eyes, he yanked away a row of wooden frames, then raised his foot and kicked hard on the wall, with the huge force, a hole was opened in the wall in an instant.

Glancing along the hole, Du Weiguo was instantly dazzled by the golden light, even though he was used to big scenes, he was still shocked.

Damn, did this Mancha rob the national treasury?
Inside this secret room, there is also a hidden small secret room, which can be about 10 square meters, and there is actually a golden mountain piled up with gold bars!