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

Chapter 678 Malacca Pirates

Needless to say, regardless of the topic of gender, these two "beauties" can be regarded as the top choice among nightclubs.

Neither of the two "beauties" wore very heavy makeup, their skin was fair and flimsy, they were tall and slender, with good looks.

The most important thing is that they are wearing ultra-short one-piece dresses, with two white and slender thighs, and a touch of whiteness on the chest, which is very dazzling. Du Weiguo has been traveling for more than two years, and this is the first time Du Weiguo has seen such a bright and cool dress.

Such beauties, there is a very western saying in later generations, called atmosphere beauties.

As soon as they saw Du Weiguo, who was imposing and handsome, on the card seat, the two "beauties" were also looking forward to with beautiful eyes and radiant brilliance.

Anyway, it's all about making money, who wouldn't want to meet beautiful and wealthy customers?
After the waitress had arranged the fruit plate and beer, she did not leave, but stood aside with the tray in her hands.

She was waiting for Du Weiguo to pay the two "Queens" an appearance fee. The corners of Du Weiguo raised his lips and waved to her lightly, and she quickly moved over quickly.

Du Weiguo didn't know the exact price, so he just took out a few hundred-dollar knives and handed them to her, raised his eyebrows, and made a questioning expression.

The waitress nodded and bowed, nodded with a smile on her face, and made a very concealed gesture towards the two "beauties" behind her.

These two "beauties" immediately beamed with joy, without any shyness, they didn't need to say hello at all, they sat beside Du Weiguo very warmly, one left and one right, they were tightly attached to him, and they were so fast hanging on his body up.

"Sir, I wish you a good time in the Queen's Ballroom! You can drink beer freely, and if you need anything, you can call me anytime."

The waitress said something respectfully, and after bowing 90 degrees, she turned and retreated.

Du Weiguo was not too polite, a handsome roc spreading its wings, hugging left and right, just acting on occasion, this is a trivial matter.

This Queen's Ballroom is somewhat similar to the performance nightclubs of later generations. After the loud music stopped, the lights came on, and a group of song and dance performances came on the stage, which was somewhat routine.

It's nothing more than a group of people wearing sequined bikinis and feather crowns on their heads, posing on the stage.

Just like this, the men in the audience whistled and howled deafeningly, but Du Weiguo just curled his lips in disapproval.

Picking up the cold beer on the coffee table and taking a sip, the "beauty" on the left saw Du Weiguo's lack of interest, and leaned into his ear, saying in a charming voice:

"Boss, I think you have a high vision. It seems that you are not interested in these shows. Would you like to take us out to have some exciting fun?"

She spoke very poor loose English, and when she spoke, her whole body was attached to Du Weiguo's body, and she even touched him lightly somewhere plump.

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows lightly, and teased with a light smile: "Exciting? How exciting?"

This "beauty" had sparkling eyes, was shy and pretty, and smiled extraordinarily enchantingly, with an ambiguous tone:

"Boss, you can be as exciting as you want~"

"Oh! No need, I~"

Du Weiguo sneered, complaining in his heart, provoking your sister, I'm not interested, but he hasn't finished speaking yet.

The two "beauties" suddenly rolled their eyes, their bodies stiffened, and they collapsed silently on the sofa, their personnel unknown.

At this time, the waitress walked out slowly from the dark passage, with a teasing tone:
"Du Da, is this the Aventure you mentioned? A hermaphrodite? Heh! Are you really hungry?"

At this moment, the waitress's eyes were dark red. The big fox came and chased him directly to the nightclub.

Du Weiguo frowned, his face darkened, he was somewhat angry, the behavior of the big fox, in later generations, is called a lack of sense of proportion, and it has already broken through the social boundaries.

"Hu Da, are you addicted to your upper body now? You're so unscrupulous, besides, whatever I do is my freedom, I don't allow you to criticize me!"

Du Weiguo's tone was harsh and his eyes were fierce. The big fox was startled by him, and his tone immediately became a little guilty:
"I, I stayed in the hotel by myself. I was bored, so I just came out to watch the excitement. What are you doing?"

Du Weiguo's tone was cold and hard, without false colors:

"Hu Da, you are so powerful, why do you always follow me? Why don't we play our own games?"

"Hmph! There is a group of thugs who want to rob this place, so do it yourself!"

The big fox said something bitterly, and then the waitress also sat on the ground without saying a word, and Miss Hu ran away in anger from Du Weiguo.

"Huh? Someone wants to rob this place? Is there anything worth robbing here?"

Du Weiguo frowned, lit a cigarette, stood up slowly, stepped over the body of the waitress on the ground, and came to the edge of the fence on the second floor.

With his back to the dance floor on the first floor, leaning on the railing, squinting his eagle-like eyes, he glanced roughly at the booth on the second floor of the semi-jumping floor.

If someone really wants to rob, then the target of the other party must be on the second floor. On the dance floor and the stage on the first floor, most of the people who twist their bodies wildly are some little people who are not on the stage.

Du Weiguo just glanced roughly, then looked away, turned his body back again, exhaled smoke for a long time, with a helpless expression on his face.

It's so f*cking that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. I just came out to watch the excitement, and the trouble unexpectedly came to the door again!

Although it's just a glance, Du Weiguo, who has been practicing for a long time, already knows what his eyes are now.

On the second floor of this Queen's Ballroom, there are 4 rows in total, 20 booths of different sizes. Currently, except for Du Weiguo's booth, 12 of them are already occupied.

In the middle, the front row, that is, the largest booth, there were several men, which attracted Du Weiguo's attention.

To be exact, there were three men. The one on the left was a middle-aged bald and fat man with a flattering expression on his face, and the one on the right was a middle-aged man in a suit with a stern face who seemed to be of mixed race.

The one in the center is a tall, fat white man in his 40s, with blond hair, blue eyes, and extremely heavy hair, like a golden-haired gorilla.

This guy was wearing a floral shirt and white trousers, with an extremely aggressive expression and a thick cigar in his mouth.

A big fluffy hand has reached into the neckline of a "Queen" beside her without any restraint.

On the left, right and rear of this booth, in three directions, there are a group of people sitting respectively, three distinct groups of people.

On the left are bald and fat men and horses. At first glance, they look like Jianghu men and horses. There are 6 of them in total.

The one on the right is the stern mixed-race man's subordinates, there are 4 of them in total, all in suits and leather shoes, with stern expressions, exactly the same as their boss.

In the booth at the back, there are 4 tall and burly Westerners with three white and one black skin tones, although they are all wearing casual clothes.

But he is sloppy, defiant, and arrogant. One look at this bird, he is a notorious soldier of a certain country.

These three booths are not accompanied by the "Queen", and the tables are full of simple entertainment such as beer and fruit plates.

At this time, the people at the table were drinking wine with gloomy eyes, while the men in suits were sitting upright, and nothing on the table was moved.

But the soldiers in the back drank wildly, the table was full of empty bottles, and they were still blowing whistles and making obscene gestures to the passing female waitresses.

"Nimma, what the big fox said is wrong. This doesn't look like the rhythm of robbery. This is not kidnapping or assassination. I guess this yellow-haired gorilla should be the target."

Du Weiguo threw away the cigarette butt, and muttered to himself, a little lost in interest, he lowered his eyelids, and glanced at the unconscious waitress lying on the ground, and the two "queens" snoring on the sofa.

Really came here in high spirits, and returned in disappointment!Du Weiguo shook his head lightly, raised his feet, and prepared to walk downstairs.

The gorilla and the others didn't even know any of them, so even if the heads were shot out later, it wouldn't matter to him.

Du Weiguo is neither a saint nor a murderer, and he doesn't want to step into the muddy water that has nothing to do with him.

But Du Weiguo had just walked around the deck and walked to the passage when he saw a large group of people with red cloths tied on their foreheads and weapons in their hands rushing up the stairs.

"!"

The mob was led by a short man with a dark face and fierce eyes. He bared his yellow teeth and held a short-handled AK.

A tyrannical light flashed in this guy's eyes, and then he let out a roar, and the rifle in his hand immediately started shooting in all directions.

"Thumbs up~"

The piercing gunshots rang out. Most of the rifles in the hands of these guys were MD56 produced in Romania imitating the 65-type automatic rifle.

At such a short distance, such a large group of people armed with automatic rifles fired, the firepower was so amazing that even Du Weiguo had to dodge his sharp edge, and immediately rushed back to the booth, lying on the ground to avoid stray bullets.

Gunshots, wailing, crying, the sound of bullets piercing flesh, and the sound of grenades exploding, resounded through the sky. The Queen's Ballroom, which was singing and dancing just now, instantly became a purgatory on earth.

On the booth on the second floor, countless people fell into a pool of blood in a daze. Some lucky ones escaped the blind scan and just got up to run when they were shot into a sieve.

This group of guys with short-handled rifles seemed to have no scruples at all, and they started killing without distinction.

"Hey! What is the origin of this group of people? Young master, did I encounter a massacre?"

Du Weiguo, who was lying on the ground, frowned. To be honest, he debuted for more than two years and had countless lives in his hands, but this was the first time he saw such an unscrupulous person in a city in a peaceful country.

At this time, among the gorilla group, the gangsters with dragon and phoenix tattoos closest to Du Weiguo had been wiped out, and all fell into a pool of blood.

Several arrogant soldiers, two white and one black died, the only remaining white man was hit in the shoulder and was lying on the ground, leaning against the sofa, trembling.

Those men in suits and leather shoes with stern faces in black were killed and the other injured. The remaining two had already used the sofa as a cover, pulled out their pistols and started to fight back.

The three men on the main seat were all intact. Of course, this was not because they were lucky enough, nor because they were agile, but because the group of thugs deliberately avoided them.

When we watch movies, we often see scenes like this, where a few brave police detectives hold pistols, use sofas, tables and the like as cover, and shoot every shot.

With a group of thugs armed with submachine guns and even AK rifles, they fought back and forth, regardless of who they were, and even won in the end.

But in reality, this possibility is zero, not even the slightest possibility.

The firepower of a pistol is worthless in front of an automatic rifle, especially a short-handled rifle with a super high rate of fire like the MD65, which explodes in minutes!

When you fire a shot, people have almost used up the entire magazine. Do you know what fire crushing is?That's it.

Also, sofas, tables, even refrigerators, almost all furniture, can't stop bullets, not even pistol bullets, let alone large-caliber rifle bullets.

Therefore, in less than 5 seconds, these two brave men in suits were already lying on the ground twitching, and they were about to die.

At this moment, in the ballroom, the soft voices had become less dense than before, and the group of thugs had already begun to methodically pick up guns and grope for corpses.

Looking at this movement, it is extremely proficient. It is obvious that they are all veterans.

Du Weiguo felt even more regretful, what is the origin of these guys?Judging by their action marksmanship and the number of moves, it is obviously not the army's style of play.

However, these people's combat effectiveness is very strong, they have unique tactics, and they are ruthless, so it is obviously impossible for them to belong to a society gang.

I haven't heard of any rebellion and riots in Siam. Damn, who the hell are these guys!
At this time, the mob in charge of clearing the scene had already come to the booth where Du Weiguo was with a gun in hand. As soon as he showed his head, his eyes were pierced by a fruit fork.

He fell forward without saying a word, Du Weiguo reached out to support his body, and put him gently on the sofa.

He picked up the MD65 in his hand, unloaded the magazine to check it, and took out a spare magazine from his body.

Du Weiguo sniffled violently, this guy has an extremely deep sea-like smell, this smell.

Even the pungent smell of blood and the strong smell of gunpowder smoke could not be suppressed, the word "pirate" suddenly came to Du Weiguo's mind.

That's right, these guys must be pirates, and the pirates who can be active in Siam must be the notorious Malacca pirates.

Perhaps everyone is more familiar with the Somali pirates. In fact, the pirates active in the Strait of Malacca are as rampant, burning, killing, looting, and doing everything.

"!"

At this time, at the location of the passage, someone shouted towards the booth where Du Weiguo was hiding. This should be calling for the companion who was stabbed to death by Du Weiguo.

Du Weiguo frowned, curled his lips helplessly, sighed, and thought to himself:

Sigh, you guys forced me to do this. I just wanted to come out to watch the fun and open my eyes. You guys forced me to kill people.

Since you stinky pirates take the initiative to seek death, then don't blame me, I'll show my holiness to the best of my ability!
"brush!"

A black light flashed in Du Weiguo's hand, and the Jiuyou Lock shot out, and then he jumped out onto the concrete beam like a night owl, condescending, and the rifle in his hand began to swallow flames!
The killing begins!
(End of this chapter)