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

Du Weiguo squatted on the concrete beam of the Queen's Ballroom, his eyes were piercing, and the short-handled automatic rifle md65 in his hand instantly threw out a gorgeous fire snake.

They are also strafing, but Du Weiguo, as a top shooter whose marksmanship has reached the ceiling of the world, coupled with his god-level eyesight, his marksmanship is close to the Tao.

There were less than 30 rounds of ammunition, 21 rounds to be precise, and in the automatic shooting mode, the magazine was emptied in just one second.

But within this second, Du Weiguo actually wiped out 10 pirates, and 7 of them were headshots!

"Tsk! This gun is really violent."

Du Weiguo used the Nine You Shuttle to change the cover, while praising, MD65, as the name suggests, is a weapon that was developed and mass-produced in 65, that is, last year.

Compared with the 56-style automatic rifle and the classic AKM, this gun is obviously more powerful in close-range assault firepower. After all, is it a pirate's weapon? Short and compact is king.

Du Weiguo changed the magazine very quickly, and when he landed again, he had already completed it, but obviously the opponent was not a chicken or a dog, just in such a short time.

The cement roof where Du Yanwang was hiding just now was already set on fire by no less than five weapons at the same time, and the cement was flying and falling in clusters.

These guys are not slow to react, but fortunately, the magic is one foot tall, and the Tao is one foot tall!
Du Weiguo had experienced many battles, had accurate predictions, and replaced the bunker in time, otherwise the meeting would have been ruined. Ordinary cement would not be able to withstand rifle bullets at all.

"Thumbs up~"

The automatic rifle in Du Weiguo's hand roared again, and when he emptied the second magazine, there were no pirates left standing within the scope of the second floor of the ballroom.

From Du Weiguo's attack to killing corpses all over the place, all the pirates were wiped out in just a few seconds.

"Well, how many ran away?"

Du Weiguo squatted on the beam and muttered to himself. He didn't show any complacent expression on his face. Instead, he frowned and looked solemn.

The gorilla-like white man and the short yellow-toothed leader had disappeared without a trace.

Of the three waves of people who were centered on the yellow-haired gorilla before, there are only two people left who can still move.

The whole army of Jianghu was wiped out, including the bald fat man who had been swept into a sieve, his eyes were blown out, and his death was miserable.

The stern-faced middle-aged man was not dead. He was shot twice and his face was pale, but they were all missed. He still held a pistol in his hand. Obviously, he was also dying to fight back just now.

The last white soldier who was lucky enough to survive did not know why, but he was not killed. He was still lying there moaning and howling loudly, full of anger, and he couldn't die when he heard it.

"Made, this idiot is blessed with great fortune!"

But Du Weiguo only had time to take a hasty glance, so he didn't have time to think about these things.

If I had known earlier, there were still a group of gunmen on the first floor of the ballroom. At this time, they had already turned their guns and fired fiercely at Du Weiguo's hiding place.

However, Du Weiguo had already prepared for this, Jiuyou Shuo shrank suddenly, his figure was as fast as lightning, and he rushed back to the second floor to be safe.

When he landed and turned around, he already had two more mufflers in his hand, with a slender mouth.

"Puff puff~"

Du Weiguo leaned on the guardrail on the second floor, held guns in both hands, and bowed left and right. He really liked the gunshots after Dahuakou installed a silencer, which was low, rapid, and steady.

Especially the modified Dahuakou, when the two guns shoot continuously, it is like rain hitting plantains, which is breathtaking. Every time you shoot, it is a kind of enjoyment.

However, this time, Du Weiguo's enjoyment trip was cut off very roughly in the middle, and only 6 shots were fired. Du Weiguo felt a warning sign in his heart, and he used the flashing skill almost without thinking.

A rocket with tail flames flew towards the place where Du Weiguo had just hid in the blind spot of Du Weiguo's shooting.

"boom!"

There was an extremely violent explosion, accompanied by dazzling flames, countless gravel, thick smoke and dust, and the window sills on the second floor were all shattered. This is a rocket blasting bomb.

The violent explosion directly blew up the fence on the second floor built of reinforced concrete, and a large piece of the floor under Du Weiguo's feet was bitten off fiercely, which was extremely cruel.

"Gan!"

Du Weiguo's figure appeared in a corner of the second floor, with a disheveled face and lingering fears. If it was just a moment at night, he would have been cold.

Damn it, I've been overwhelmed by strong winds and waves, and today I almost capsized in the gutter and fell into the hands of these Malacca pirates.

He and I, this group of pirates is incredible, is the equipment so cowhide?Even the RPG has been moved out.

At this time, a few long and sobbing police car bells came from a distance. This is the characteristic of the police car bells in the United States in the 60s.

Du Weiguo stuck to the wall and glanced out from the window on the second floor. The streets outside were full of panicked and fleeing pleasure-seekers.

About a few hundred meters away, several police cars with flashing lights, followed by several military trucks, were heading towards the Queen's Ballroom.

The roar of the yellow-toothed short man sounded from downstairs: "!!"

Afterwards, Du Weiguo saw twenty pirates armed with various weapons rushing to the street like a swarm.

Several people were still holding the yellow-haired gorilla unconscious like a dead dog. Obviously, kidnapping him and bloodbathing the Queen's Ballroom were the goals of these pirates tonight.

These pirates should have already set up a retreat route and plan. At this moment, a crazy truck appeared.

Jumping out of the alley suddenly, the motor roared, and rushed towards the police car in the distance like a rampage.

"boom!"

Almost at the moment of the collision, the truck blew itself up. The explosion was so violent that the ground trembled and the ground trembled.

All the glass in the whole street was shattered, and the unlucky people who were running nearby were also bleed from the shock and fell to the ground.

The leading police cars were directly blasted into the sky. Flames and thick smoke almost covered the entire 6th Street, blocking out the sky and the sun.

In the Queen's Ballroom a few hundred meters away, Du Weiguo couldn't help but click his tongue when he saw the pirates who had disappeared from the street after barely standing still.

"My mother, what kind of hatred? Did this group of Malacca pirates eat the fur of a mad dog? How could they be so violent?
They are blatantly provoking the Siamese government, and at the same time challenged the Mi army. They should say or not, how brave they are! "

An hour later, Du Weiguo returned to the hotel room in disgrace, but he didn't even enter through the gate, because the gate of the hotel was under martial law at the moment.

In fact, not only the hotel where Du Weiguo stayed, but also the entire 6th Street, and even Pattaya were under martial law.

Such an earth-shattering case happened in Bar Street a few hundred meters away, and those rampant pirates escaped cleanly.

Therefore, all the foreign tourists in Pattaya, the police and the army, who are full of anger, must investigate the suspects one by one.

Fortunately, the tourists staying at the Dusit Thani Hotel are either rich or expensive. These military police are quite polite, and they are checking each floor one by one.

Du Weiguo used the Jiuyou lock to return to the top floor suite with difficulty, ignoring the big fox's teasing and teasing at all.

He rushed into the bathroom in a hurry, had just washed his head and face, didn't have time to take a shower, barely changed into a set of clean clothes, and someone knocked on the door.

Du Weiguo opened the door, and a middle-aged Siamese police officer with a dark complexion and a serious expression stood outside the door, followed by several armed patrol officers with live ammunition.

The police officer's tone was quite polite, but with a strong sense of doubt.

"Hi, Mr. Wesley, excuse me for your rest. I am the inspector of the Pattaya Police Station, Sompa. On the bar street next door, there was a murder at about 9:40 tonight. Where were you at that time?"

He spoke English with a slight accent, but it was still fluent. Du Weiguo's hair was still wet at the moment.

Wearing a set of loose dark blue silk pajamas, he gently brushed his hair, speaking in a calm voice:

"Officer Songpa, hello, there was an accident on Bar Street, and I saw it too. I was sleeping at the time and was woken up by gunshots and explosions."

Songpa's eyes wandered: "It's so late, Mr. Wesley still washes his hair?"

Du Weiguo said calmly: "Oh, I woke up suddenly, sweated a little, and washed my head and face. What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Detective Songpa is an experienced policeman, he frowned slightly, his eyes were sharp, he felt keenly that this Wesley in front of him.

I'm afraid there is something wrong. Although his demeanor is calm and unhurried, there is a faint lingering smell of blood and gunpowder on his body.

This hotel is so close to the bar street, just a stone's throw away, and the handsome young man in front of him smells of blood and gunpowder smoke, and there are many doubts, which makes him nervous.

"Mr. Wesley, do you have any other witnesses who can prove that you have been in the room?"

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, leaned against the door frame, and spoke casually:
"I live alone, no one to prove."

Songpa's face turned cold, and his tone became stiff:
"Mr. Wesley, I asked the front desk of the hotel before, you left the hotel at 8:40, but no one saw you when you returned to the hotel, can you explain?"

Du Weiguo chuckled disapprovingly:

"Well, I did go for a stroll by the beach before, but today's weather is bad and the beach is chilly, so I came back."

Du Weiguo's explanation was impeccable, and it was normal that no one saw him return. After all, he was not a surveillance object, and no one was watching him all the time.

Sompa is a conscientious and responsible police officer. After a little hesitation, he said in a deep voice:
"Mr. Wesley, according to regulations, I need to enter your room for routine checks. In addition, please show your passport."

Du Weiguo looked at the dark-faced and unattractive police officer in front of him with great interest. It's rare that this guy has some real skills, and he is not a rich man.

He smashed his mouth, shrugged his shoulders, and said indifferently:

"No problem, but I have a pet fox with a bad temper. You can't disturb it."

"Okay, please rest assured, Mr. Wesley."

Songpa nodded solemnly, and Du Weiguo didn't smudge, and happily stepped aside from the door, and turned back to the bedroom to get his passport with ease.

Songpa took a few patrolmen and searched the room carefully, and even checked the bed and Du Weiguo's travel bag after obtaining Du Weiguo's consent.

Sompa and the others were stunned by the millions of dollar bills, and they also doubted Du Weiguo's true identity even more.

Who would carry millions of dollar bills with them?Could it be that he is the behind-the-scenes employer of this group of killer pirates, or is he the leader?

Du Weiguo handed the passport to the frowning Songpa with a smile, and said in a teasing tone:

"Officer Songpa, this is my passport. You are staring at my money so hard, it makes me a little scared. You don't want to see money, do you?"

"Mr. Wesley, you are joking."

Sompa quickly turned serious, restrained his expression, and waved at several patrolmen, who exited the bedroom wisely.

Songpa carefully checked Du Weiguo's passport. Du Weiguo lit a cigarette with a calm expression.

His passport, which was given to him by Reina, really couldn't be more authentic. It was issued by the British Empire's Foreign Office.

After a long time, Songpa handed back the passport to Du Weiguo, with a deep tone:
"Mr. Wesley, may I ask, what is your business in Pattaya?"

Du Weiguo spoke casually:
"Have fun! It is said that Pattaya is the little Paris of Siam. I have been to the real Paris, so I naturally want to see the Paris of Siam."

Songpa's tone was slightly teasing:

"Come to Pattaya with millions of dollars? Mr. Wesley, are you planning to buy Pattaya?"

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, exhaled smoke, sneered, and said in a playful tone:

"Heh, is Pattaya so cheap? Officer Songpa, I'm a gambler and I like to gamble. All I bring are gambling funds. Officer, what's the problem?"

There are indeed many semi-public casinos in Pattaya at the moment, most of which are owned by foreign giants, and they are all acquiesced by the government.

Du Weiguo's answer came almost immediately, without any flaws, and the clothes were seamless. Songpa was speechless for a while, and his tone was dull.

"no problem."

Songpa breathed out secretly, adjusted his emotions, took a deep look at Du Weiguo, remained silent for a long time, and said in a deep voice:
"Mr. Wesley, I regret to inform you that this hotel has been under martial law, and all the guests are not allowed to leave the hotel for the time being.

I am sorry for the inconvenience caused to you, if you think of any clues, please feel free to contact me, goodbye, you rest. "

"Oh, all right, bye, officer."

Du Weiguo waved his hand lightly. After Songpa went out alone, the veins on his forehead burst out. He gritted his teeth and said:

"There must be something wrong with this person. You guys, from now on, just keep an eye on him and follow him every step of the way!"

"Yes, Inspector!"

The big fox on the sofa curled his lips, and teased in a teasing tone:

"Du Weiguo, you are really a catastrophe. Wherever you go, there will be corpses and blood flowing into rivers."

Du Weiguo crushed out the cigarette butt, and said in an irritable tone:

"Ma De, tonight, I am also a victim, okay? I was almost blasted to pieces with rockets just now."

"Hahaha!"

The big fox laughed very happily:
"I really didn't expect it! The majestic god, there are times when he is so embarrassed and disheartened!"

Du Weiguo said angrily:

"Tch, no matter how skilled you are, you're still afraid of kitchen knives. Young Master, I'm going to have fun tonight. Who would have thought that I would meet a group of crazy pirates? What bad luck!"

The big fox snorted arrogantly: "Hmph, who told you not to take me out to play, you deserve it~"

Du Weiguo was stunned speechless, glared at the big fox angrily, and went to the bathroom to take a shower with a sullen head.

In the early morning of the next day, Du Weiguo was preparing to order breakfast when there was a knock on the door, calm and polite.

Du Weiguo frowned, could it be that Songpa came over again, opened the door, and saw the grim middle-aged man in a suit that he had seen in the Queen's Ballroom last night standing outside the door.

His face was pale and his voice was hoarse:
"Hello, Mr. Wesley, my name is James, Interpol, I want to chat with you~"