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

In the evening, the sun was setting and the sky was getting dark. Du Weiguo turned over and got up, his previous fatigue was swept away, and he felt refreshed.

Just when he opened the door, he saw the big fox squatting at the door of his room, with a narrow expression on his face.

"Du Da, are you a pig? After sleeping for 12 hours, I'm almost starving to death. Hurry up and cook. Don't we have to go to Siam at night?"

Du Weiguo was in a good mood, bent down to pick up the big fox on the ground, and put it on his shoulders, after getting along with each other in the past few days.

Both Du Weiguo and the big fox are used to such close contact with each other. Of course, Du Weiguo just treats it as a pet, and Hu Diehua just likes to get along with him dimly.

Apartheid is still there, and it will always be there, the old dog still has a bottom line after all, rest assured~
Du Weiguo teased in a teasing tone:
"Hu Daxiangu, I think your weight is getting heavier and your body is getting stronger. You have to eat when you open your eyes. This doesn't seem to be the habit of the fox clan?"

Du Weiguo turned the corner and said that the butterfly flower was a pig, and it naturally recognized it, and snorted arrogantly:
"Cut, nonsense, how could I be fat?"

Du Weiguo was lazy to argue with it, lit two cigarettes, and handed one to the big fox naturally:
"After dinner, we have to collect the bill before we can go to Siam."

"Collection?"

The big fox screamed in surprise, "What's the charge? Du Da, why are you so troublesome, can't you calm down?"

Miss Hu has roughly guessed what Du Weiguo is going to do, and she is nothing more than looking for the bad luck of the land emperor in the triangle.

Miss Hu found out that Du Weiguo was nicknamed the King of Hades, and he really didn't bark. This guy is really capable of tossing around.

There are three feet of waves without wind, and thousands of feet of wind and waves!
He is extremely good at making troubles, and he will retaliate, and no matter where he goes, he is accompanied by death, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and human heads rolling in. The big fox has seen such a plague god for hundreds of years.

Unconsciously, Du Weiguo said happily in vernacular:

"It's not that I want to make trouble, Hu Da, let me ask you, do you want to follow me to eat all the delicious food in the world, drink all the fine wines in the world, and smoke all the good cigarettes in the world?"

Upon hearing this, the big fox immediately raised her eyebrows. This is a movement she learned from Du Weiguo recently:
"How is it?"

Du Weiguo chuckled lightly, with a teasing tone:

"How about it? I said Daxian, these things all need money, and all things that are related to beauty and goodness are extremely expensive! If I don't ask for money to make money, how can I have money to enjoy it?"

Miss Hu is not so easy to fool:
"Nonsense! There is obviously a lot of money here, as well as gold, why do you want to go far away, Du Da, it is obviously you who want to cause trouble, you like it~"

The big fox abruptly stopped talking, holding the word "killing" in his throat, Du Weiguo shrugged his mouth helplessly, and said in a sigh:
"Hu Da, I'm not a murderer, and I don't like killing, and I'm not going to kill people today. Of course, if they want to die, that's another matter."

At this time, already in the kitchen, Du Weiguo crushed out the cigarette butts, started a fire and boiled water, and continued:
"When I said to make money, I didn't lie. This base does have a lot of banknotes and gold, but we have a long journey, how much can we take with us?"

Du Weiguo swiftly threw the rice and meat into the pot, and clapped his hands in a simple and rough manner:

"Besides, we're going to Xiangjiang to settle down soon. It's better to be famous than to be unknown. This illegal place that doesn't care about anything is extremely suitable for making a name for yourself."

The big fox rolled his eyes and tilted his head to ponder:
"Du Da, we don't need to be too extravagant, and we don't need to delicacies every day, big fish and big meat, I think it's better not to make trouble, one thing more is worse than one thing less.

Now that you have left the land of Huaxia, although the tiger is returning to the mountain and the flying dragon is flying in the sky, but at the same time you have become a rootless duckweed, making too many enemies, it is not right after all! "

"Hahaha!"

The big fox's words were meticulous and penetrating, like a calm and experienced military adviser. Du Weiguo was immediately amused by her, and joked with great interest:
"Hehe, I didn't see it, so our Daxiangu Hu is still a military advisor who understands the world and understands people's people? Staff Hu, the kid has been taught~"

But at this point, Du Weiguo's expression suddenly became gloomy. He used to make jokes about Yang Caiyu as a staff officer, and when he thought of Yang Caiyu who was suffering, Du Weiguo felt like a knife was piercing his heart.

The big fox has been up and down in the world for hundreds of years, and is very good at observing words and expressions. When he saw Du Weiguo's brows were furrowed and his expression was gloomy, he knew that he was reminiscing about the past, so he closed his mouth wisely and didn't say anything else.

In the middle of the moon, in the rainforest, there are insects and frogs. There is an unknown town about 60 kilometers away from the southwest of the Babailong Camp.

On the outskirts of the town, there are more than a dozen villages and four military camps, surrounding a building complex in the middle like stars and moons.

In fact, it is nothing more than dozens of stilted buildings and tower buildings, but the regulations are relatively neat and the area is larger. This is the old nest of Kuncha.

There is actually a place here called Nongliang Town. After interrogating Huo Qing yesterday, Du Weiguo had a general understanding of the current situation of the Triangle.

Kuncha is not the only one now, he also has a rival, surnamed Luo, who is also a small warlord, known as General Luo.

Now, Kuncha's subordinates are constantly at odds with General Luo's forces, and a big battle is imminent. This battle will determine who is the real master of Triangle Land.

At this juncture, Yaolong, who had been working closely with him before and helped him remove countless obstacles, unexpectedly came into contact with General Luo.

In fact, Li Long's approach is very understandable, and there is nothing wrong with it, isn't it just that the two sides place a bet, and the price is up for grabs.

But he ignored a very important factor, that is Du Weiguo, the evil god who can blow up eight hundred dragons by himself.

After receiving Li Long's request for help, Kuncha, as a hero of the generation, did not hesitate, made a decisive decision, and directly dispatched a brigade (reinforced battalion) with a mortar squadron.

Attempt to wipe out the eight hundred dragons, together with Du Weiguo.

To him, these aliens are all unstable factors, existences like thorns in the flesh, must be eradicated, such a god-given opportunity, how could Kuncha miss it?

Bet, this is a must-have trait for every hero!
However, at this moment, Kuncha was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, bewildered and terrified.

Because he lost the bet.

He had already received the exact news at noon yesterday that the troops he had sent out before had been defeated by enemies who hadn't even shown their faces.

Through the dictation of some defeated soldiers, Kuncha has roughly outlined the image of Du Weiguo as a god in his mind.

Relying on his own strength, he wiped out the eight hundred dragons, and then slaughtered the artillery squadron lightly, and defeated the infantry brigade.

Such a person, in short, is invincible in the world, and is by no means invincible by human power.

In the face of death, no one can be calm. This is an unbreakable truth, and Kuncha can't do it naturally. What's more, he is only 33 years old, young and strong, powerful, and rich in the world.

He doesn't want to die.

His old lair is fully armed, and the number of patrolling guards has increased by a full four times compared to usual. It can be called a post at three steps and a post at five steps.

But even so, Kuncha still had a thorny back, fidgeting, and even his cigar-smoking fingers trembled slightly.

Kuncha didn't go back to his residence. Where is his wife and children?

It is a relatively spacious high-rise wooden house, with two rooms inside and outside. The outside room is a place like a meeting, and the inside room is Kuncha's office.

At this time, Kun Sha was sitting by the tea table in a daze.

"boom!"

A gunshot suddenly rang out in the camp, tearing apart the silent night. Kuncha was startled, jumped up suddenly, picked up the AK on the tea table, and looked nervous.

But after the gunshot, there was no further action. After a while of noise in the camp, it became quiet again. Kuncha walked quickly to the door of the outer room and shouted loudly:

"Lesha, what's going on? Who shot?"

Outside the door, Kuncha's guard captain Laisha replied calmly:
"General, there was a soldier just now. When he was changing his guard, he accidentally went off while smoking a cigarette."

Kuncha was very angry, his face was livid, and he roared angrily: "Made, take him to death!"

"Yes!"

Laisha outside the door responded calmly, and a moment later, there was a gunshot in the distance, and Laisha's voice sounded again:
"General, the soldier who made a mistake has already enforced the military law."

"Hmph, this is considered to be an example to others, Laisha, cheer up all those in charge of the night watch, and shoot anyone who makes mistakes!"

Kuncha's tone was harsh and undeniable. Although Lesha outside the door frowned and his face looked strange, he still replied in a deep voice:
"Yes, General."

Laisha has a rigid personality, and he does things in a rigid manner. At the same time, he considers himself a professional soldier, a soldier, and obeys orders as his bounden duty.

Kuncha walked back to the study angrily, and threw the rifle on the tea table with a bang, and was about to reach out to pick up the teacup for a drink, but his movements froze suddenly.

In his study, near the corner, at some point, there was a handsome and outrageous young man.

The young man is tall, plump and handsome, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of deep eyes, like a black hole, as if he can penetrate the soul of a person.

At this moment, the young man had a drum-style AKM hanging on his shoulder, but he was not holding it in his hand. He didn't even hold any weapon in his hand.

However, Kuncha's body was stiff, trembling slightly, breaking out in cold sweat, as if he had been cast with a holding spell, and he didn't even dare to move. He had already guessed who this person was.

If you dare to move, you will surely die!

Du Weiguo spoke, his voice was pleasant, deep, thick, full of magnetism, and even a little bit of joking:

"Kuncha, your camp is so well-defended tonight, and the wind is jittery, are you guarding against me?"

Kuncha glanced at Du Weiguo, who was strolling in the yard and was slowly approaching, subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and tried to calm down:

"Yes, unfortunately, it's all useless after all."

Du Weiguo had already walked to the tea table at this time, put the rifle aside casually, sat down carelessly, glanced at Kun, and said in a calm tone:
"Come on, sit down and talk."

The posture is leisurely and the tone is casual, as if this is his home field, and he is the master.

After all, Kuncha is also a hero, and his courage is far beyond human comparison. At this moment, he has got rid of the emotion of fear.

Gently wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and slowly sat down opposite Du Weiguo, with a slightly dignified tone:

"Well, sir, what should I call you?"

Kuncha knew that Du Weiguo was the mortal enemy of Babailong, but he didn't know Du Weiguo's specific title.

Du Weiguo didn't speak immediately. Seeing a good Cuban cigar on the table, he picked one up without any hesitation, took out his own lighter, lit it, and took a leisurely puff.

"Well, yes, your cigars are much better than Bar's. As for the title, you can call me Wesley."

Kuncha nodded, her tone became more and more calm:

"Mr. Wesley, I'm afraid there is a little misunderstanding between us. Before I sent people to destroy the Eight Hundred Dragons, it wasn't aimed at you~"

Du Weiguo leaned lazily on the bamboo sofa, exhaled smoke, and shook his finger gently, interrupting Kuncha's defense:
"No need to explain, understand, understand, how can you let others sleep peacefully on the side of the couch? If it were me, I would not give up such a god-given opportunity to catch everything in one go, once and for all!"

Kuncha was poked in the center of his mind, with an embarrassed expression, he squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said bravely:

"I accidentally took your tiger's beard captive, what an offense, what an offense!"

Du Weiguo sneered, with a teasing tone:

"Oh! Kuncha, I didn't come here in the middle of the night to listen to your apology. If there is no benefit, I will leave~"

When Du Weiguo said goodbye, he bit the accent. Kuncha suddenly trembled, and cold sweat broke out like a waterfall. He is a smart person, so of course he understood what Du Weiguo meant.

When someone said goodbye, he would definitely take his dog's life with him.

"Mr. Wesley, this matter is all my fault. If you have any request, just ask, as long as I can do it, I will not hesitate."

"happy!"

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, let out a soft drink, and moved his body. Kuncha was taken aback and jumped up suddenly, ready to reach out to grab the rifle on the tea table.

Du Weiguo didn't pay attention to Kuncha's reaction at all, but just glanced at him coldly. As for Du Weiguo, there was no threat to Du Weiguo, and he couldn't make any waves anyway.

Kuncha has wrists, foresight, decisive actions, and ruthless methods. He is indeed a hero, but he is just an ordinary person after all.

Ordinary people's so-called lightning fast, in Du Weiguo's eyes, after being decelerated by 12 times, it is much slower than slow motion.

Think about it, Du Weiguo can even dodge sniper bullets, is human movement comparable to supersonic bullets?

At this time, Kuncha's finger was less than 5 centimeters away from the rifle, but his movements froze again.

Du Weiguo's sharp eyes swept over him, and he immediately felt his temples twitch, and his neck seemed to have been tightly held by the cold hands of the god of death.

He couldn't breathe at all, and if he moved even a millimeter, he would be turned into dust in an instant, leaving no place for him to bury his body.

Incomparable embarrassment and great fear intertwined, Kun Mo's face was sweating profusely, and his whole body was shaking violently.

Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke leisurely, and waved his hands indifferently:

"Oh, sit down, don't get excited, don't get excited."

"Many, thank you~"

Kuncha let out a long breath of relief, and sat down as if he had been pardoned, his body slumped on the back of the chair, gasping for breath, like a puddle of mud, as if his spine had been pulled out.

Du Weiguo glanced at Kuncha, smacked his mouth, and said with a smile:

"Kuncha, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Tell me, how much money do you have now?"

Upon hearing this, Kuncha seemed to regain some energy, his eyes flickered, and he pondered for a while:
"Currently, there are about 7000 million that can be used, US dollars."

Hearing this, Du Weiguo frowned immediately, and his eyes narrowed involuntarily, isn't it, the dignified Triangle Brother, isn't he as rich as Lei Luo?

Seeing Du Weiguo's face, Kun quickly understood, and immediately explained anxiously:

"I've been recruiting and buying horses recently, preparing to go to war with others. The cost of ammunition is very high, so my cash flow has shrunk. In addition, I still have some gold~"

Du Weiguo twitched his lips, thinking to himself, the number one D owl in the shitty triangle is really poor and nothing.

Mr. Du is a bit of a Versailles, 7000 million US dollars, and an unknown amount of gold. What kind of concept is this at the moment?

7000 million U.S. dollars, equivalent to Hong Kong dollars, is close to 5 million. You must know that it is 1966, not 1996, and it is not 2016 when Cullinan is already per capita!
The 5 million at this time, in later generations, at least 500 billion, can basically be regarded as a top rich man.

Du Weiguo said calmly:

"Well, you immediately prepare an unregistered overseas account and deposit 3000 million in it. This will be your hard-earned money. How about it? Are you having trouble?"

Du Weiguo's lion opened his mouth wide, swallowing less than half of Kuncha's cash flow with one mouth, but Kuncha's expression remained unchanged, and he agreed without hesitation.

"No problem, I can give you an overseas account right now. There are 300 million US dollars in it now. Within 5 hours, the 3000 million US dollars will be credited in full."

Good guy!Du Weiguo thought to himself, what a guy, and raised his eyebrows in a subtle way. This Kuncha is really arrogant, he knows how to choose, he is a character.

"Okay, that's it~"

Du Weiguo was expressionless and casual, but he was actually satisfied. He was ready to end this blackmail operation.

I made 2 million at once, what else do you want to do?I want to go to heaven!
As for eradicating Kuncha's malignant tumor entrenched in the triangle, and eliminating harm for the people, Du Weiguo has no interest at all.

Get rid of Kuncha, there will be Wangcha, and Licha will stand up. The lawless place of Sanjiaodi has not been completely eradicated until later generations.

Du Weiguo is not a super brain-dead hero in a one-piece body suit, and he is not interested in playing the game of saving the world.

Besides, some people are more useful alive than dead. Kuncha is a character who will become the uncrowned king of the Triangle in the future, and his influence will radiate the entire dark world of Asia and beyond.

It needs someone to promote it, and Kuncha is a good candidate, hey!
At this time, Kuncha quickly filled in the account number and password with a pen and paper, while his eyes rolled rapidly.

When he repeatedly checked and confirmed that it was correct, and handed the paper to Du Weiguo, he said tentatively with a flattering face:

"Mr. Wesley, this is the account number and password of the overseas account, I have checked it, there is absolutely no problem.

3000 million, within 5 hours, the money will be remitted. In addition, may I ask, do you undertake other business? "

"Ok?"

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, and immediately became interested. This guy Kuncha is indeed a hero, and he actually seeks skin from a tiger!