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

Chapter 687 The strongest in history

Siam is a very magical and magical country. It is said that 95% of the population here are very devout Buddhists.

In this place, under the bright lights, almost everyone is kind and enthusiastic, and it has the reputation of a free paradise.

However, Siam under the dark night is also a sinful city where crimes are frequent, pornography, gambling and drugs are prevalent, and violence is rampant. It is almost like a hell on earth.

Du Weiguo slowly put down his wine glass, stared at the dark alley not far away with great interest, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Seeing his expression, the dark red light under the glasses of the beautiful woman in the hotel flashed past, she gave Du Weiguo a blank look, and said angrily:

"Du Da, I said you can't calm down and stop meddling in your own business?"

Miss Hu's eyesight and hearing are omniscient to a certain extent, and Du Weiguo is able to notice the situation, and it is naturally very insightful.

Du Weiguo raised his sword eyebrows, not wanting to quarrel with the big fox, and said in a calm tone:
"Someone will shovel if the road is uneven, and someone will take care of uneven things. Hu Da, eat slowly, and then go back to the hotel by yourself. I'll go and watch the excitement."

After Du Weiguo finished speaking, without waiting for Hu Da to answer, he waved to the shop owner and threw a few banknotes on the table:

"Boss, check out!"

Du Weiguo jumped up and walked quickly towards the alley. In fact, he didn't have a whim and a sense of justice, but he was simply curious.

Because Du Weiguo, one of the thugs who kidnapped people, had some impressions. This guy was clearly the patrolman under the Songpa police officer who came to the hotel to check two days ago.

Good guy!
When I was a policeman, I was righteous, serious and responsible. Once I took off my police uniform, I started a life of kidnapping and kidnapping in the street. What kind of black policeman is this?

The key is that it is extremely rare to act so blatantly and unscrupulously, to commit crimes in the street without even covering your face.

For such a contrast, Du Weiguo was very curious. In fact, he really wanted to know whether the Sergeant Songpa, who looked righteous and awe-inspiring with sharp eyes, was involved in it.

Even though he has long been familiar with the dark side of human nature, Du Weiguo is still full of curiosity about detecting human nature, and he really wants to know.

To what extent can a person be two-faced? When it comes to this topic, Du Weiguo also feels sympathy.

Du Weiguo was originally a distorted personality that was about to split apart, a time traveler with a system, and an ordinary person's soul, these two identities have been fighting fiercely all the time.

A traveler with all-powerful abilities must go through turbulent waves, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, while the souls of ordinary people always pursue a peaceful and happy life.

So Du Weiguo's performance is also distorted. In Yang Caiyu's eyes, he is the most perfect husband, affectionate and dedicated.

In the eyes of Mo Lan and Zhao Yingnan, Du Weiguo is a disgusting scumbag who only cares about teasing but not burying him.

In order to complete the task, Du Weiguo can do everything he can, escape from death, and do whatever it takes, but at the same time, he will use lynching because of his own desires, and he will do everything he can.

Because he is very divided, Du Weiguo really wants to know what kind of person this police officer Songpa is?

A total of 4 men were kidnapped in the dark alley, all of them were strong, and their targets were a mother and child.

The woman is about 30 years old. It can be seen that she should have been considered a big beauty when she was young, but now she is just a fat middle-aged mistress.

The child was about 7 years old, he was fierce, and he was very courageous. Facing a few men who were like wolves and tigers, he actually dared to resist, kicking and hitting, and even biting with his mouth.

But how could women and children stand up to a few strong men, and they were strong men with weapons in their hands.

When one of the men took out a sharp knife, the resistance stopped abruptly, and the women and children were pushed and pushed towards the depths of the alley by several big men.

When Du Weiguo reached the entrance of the alley, several big men had already escorted the mother and child into a tuk-tuk at the entrance of the alley.

Tuk-tuk is a kind of tricycle unique to Siam, and it has become popular in this era.

The patrolman under Songpa quickly jumped into the driver's seat, started the three-wheeled motorcycle, and drove away in a hurry.

Du Weiguo frowned slightly, and the Jiuyou lock in his hand shot out suddenly, nailing the roof of the third floor, the highest one in the alley.

Immediately, he soared into the air, and when he was in the air, he performed a beautiful front flip and stood on the roof gracefully.

Du Weiguo was condescending, glanced roughly at the street, and found the tuk-tuk, and suddenly he was like the wind, and chased after it without hesitation.

That beautiful woman from the hotel was standing at the entrance of this dark alley, holding a few skewers of chicken skewers that had just been grilled and were oozing with oil.

Seeing Du Weiguo's unrestrained movements, climbing up to the roof like a dragon, and disappearing, he said in a bitter tone:

"Cut! Flying over the eaves and walls in a large crowd, I think you're so embarrassing. I think you are strong and arrogant, and you are self-respecting with force. Just pretend, you will be struck by lightning sooner or later!"

What Hu Da said is correct. At this moment, Du Weiguo is really flying over the wall, with the assistance of Jiuyousuo, combined with his super high agility attribute.

Whether it is crossing the street or the height difference between buildings, it becomes easy. Du Weiguo is like a weakened version of Spider-Man, flying on the rooftops of Pattaya under the cover of night.

The tuk-tuk, a tricycle unique to Siam, is small and flexible, and the speed is not slow, about 30 minutes later.

The tuk-tuk left the urban area, headed north, and finally stopped at the seaside in the north of Pattaya, near the entrance of a single-family house near the Erawan Buddhist Temple.

On a big banyan tree about 2 kilometers away from this house, Du Weiguo slightly squinted his eyes, and his figure disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, he had already appeared on the roof of this house, silently.

This house is a common wooden structure house in Siam, but the area is not small, it is several hundred square meters, and there are front and rear yards.

At the gate of the yard, several big men drove the mother and son off the tuk-tuk, and Songpa's subordinate waved at one of the big men and said something.

The big man nodded immediately, and left in a tuk-tuk, presumably to deal with this means of transportation.

Some of Songpa's subordinates dragged the mother and son into the yard roughly. At this moment, a man walked out of the house. He was neither tall nor short, with a calm demeanor. It was Songpa.

He said something in a low tone, and his men suddenly punched the fat woman on the back of the neck, and the woman fell limply to the ground.

Immediately, he knocked the little boy unconscious without hesitation, and the remaining two big men quickly picked up the woman and the child and walked towards the wooden house.

Sompa and his men talked a few more words in the yard, but Du Weiguo couldn't understand Siamese, so he was a little embarrassed.

"Damn, if I knew it earlier, I'd better take the big fox with me, I don't understand the language, so I don't even know what they are talking about?

Dad of the system, I have already rushed out of the country and gone international, and you didn't say to give me a telepathy ability, the worst thing is to send me a language translator?Bad review! "

Du Weiguo squatted on the roof and complained endlessly. He had no intention of going down to save people, he just wanted to come and watch the show.

It wasn't a Madonna attack, and he didn't understand at all. Therefore, Du Weiguo has never been a good person.

"There is nothing left and right, so I will just wait and see what happens. It will be like watching a silent movie. I hope it will be an interesting story."

Du Weiguo directly found a flat slope on the roof, lay down lazily, looked at the golden Erawan Buddhist Temple not far away, and even lit a cigarette with a leisurely expression.

Nima, eating melons and eating melons to Du Weiguo's current state, arrogant to lawlessness, can be regarded as unprecedented.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the strongest melon eater in history!
This house is close to the sea, and the mosquitoes are big and fierce. Du Weiguo had no choice but to take out the animal pills again. He just upgraded his flashing skills at noon yesterday, and he was so tired that he fell asleep on the roof.

As soon as it was dawn, Du Weiguo was awakened by a roar from the yard, rubbed his eyes, and sat up.

Standing in the courtyard was a middle-aged Mediterranean man in his 40s, pointing his nose at Sompa and yelling loudly, spitting stars flying around.

This Mediterranean is wearing a gray Lenin-style lapel short-sleeved shirt, black pants, leather sandals with covered feet, and a fan in his hand, a typical Siamese cadre look.

"Well, it seems that this bald man should be an official, Songpa's boss? This matter is getting more and more interesting."

Du Weiguo squatted behind the eaves, muttering to himself softly while stroking his hair that was a little disheveled by the night wind.

The Mediterranean was furious, and after roaring angrily, he folded his hips and waited for a reply, while Songpa just said something in a low tone.

After finishing speaking, he took out a document and a pair of handcuffs from his trouser pocket, and handed them to the Mediterranean together with a calm expression.

Hai Di was stunned immediately, his face was suffocated like a pig's liver, he didn't answer it, he didn't answer it, he couldn't add more embarrassment.

As if he had made up his mind, Songpa took Hai Hai's hand, slapped the documents and handcuffs in his hand, said something in a light tone, and then turned and went back to the room.

The bald man chased after him for a few steps with an urgent expression, and even shouted something. Songpa's face was cold and hard, and he ignored him, and the door was closed heavily with a slam.

Such a familiar scene could not help but bring back memories of Du Weiguo, unconsciously smiling, a beautiful arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

If there is no justice in the world, why not use violence for violence, this Songpa seems to be the way.

The Mediterranean man stood at the door of Songpa for a while, his expression changed, and finally a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and then he turned and left.

The middle-aged man drove an old Ford car. Du Weiguo stood on the roof, looked at the car going away, and couldn't help but sneered.

After coming over for a while, there was still no movement in the room, Du Weiguo sighed, in a low tone:
"It seems that this Songpa should be a villain for the first time. He is really inexperienced. His hiding place has been exposed, and the negotiations have collapsed. Why don't you move quickly and stay where you are to die?"

I raised my hand and glanced at my watch. At 5:20, the sun just jumped out from the distant horizon, which was extremely brilliant.

Du Weiguo sat down facing the rising sun, took out a box of canned food from the space, pried it open with a small Tang knife, and muttered to himself vaguely while eating beef:

"Well, just wait for an hour. If the fight doesn't start at 6:, I'll withdraw."

At 6 o'clock, Du Weiguo, who was smoking on the ridge of the house, flicked the cigarette butt in his hand. On the road in the distance, smoke and dust were everywhere, and there were almost 10 tuk-tuks rushing towards this side.

In each tuk-tuk, there are about 4 or 5 men with ruthless faces, holding shiny Thai knives, and they don't shy away from it.

At the end of the tuk-tuk was an open-top jeep. The co-pilot was a dark-faced, fierce-looking man with a huge golden amulet hanging around his neck.

Du Weiguo just glanced at it briefly, then withdrew his gaze, curled his lips contemptuously, and muttered disdainfully:

"Damn, for a long time, it's just a group of club members wielding knives and guns. It's really boring to peck at each other."

At this time, the wooden house under Du Weiguo's feet finally had some movement. Several men ran out of the house in a hurry, leaned on the wall to observe, and then began to shout loudly!

Sompa also rushed out of the room with a pistol in his hand. He observed the situation calmly first.

After shouting a few times in a deep voice, several of his subordinates immediately responded, and ran into the room like a swarm.

Soon there was a sound of ping-pong-pong in the wooden house. It was the sound of furniture and heavy objects blocking the doors and windows. Du Weiguo nodded and commented to himself:

"Well, it's okay. It's not too stupid to go home. If you stay in the house with hostages in hand, you don't have to worry about fire. If you stick to the door and window and hold a gun in your hand, you should be able to hold on for a while."

In such a short time, the mighty tuk-tuk motorcade had arrived at the door of this house with a large cloud of smoke and dust.

The bold golden amulet man jumped out of the jeep, threw off his coat, was shirtless, revealing his black tattoos all over his body, brandished a shotgun in his hand, and roared viciously:
"~"

Hearing this, the young horses holding Thai knives shouted loudly, their faces were full of excitement, and they rushed towards the gate of the courtyard in a swarm.

The wooden courtyard door was broken in an instant, and many of them entered directly over the wall. These guys with long knives, fierce expressions, and red eyes, roared like a group of lunatics, and poured in like a tide .

Du Weiguo on the roof lit another cigarette, glanced at his lips, and muttered disdainfully:

"Tch, another group of drug-addicted lunatics. These gangsters in Siam are really worthless."

"Dangdangdang~~"

These swordsmen who went crazy on drugs couldn't open the doors and windows, so countless Thai knives with a cold light slashed fiercely on the tightly closed doors and windows, seeping through people like a gust of wind and rain.

"!"

At this time, the big man with the golden amulet had strode in with a shotgun in his hand. When he reached the door, he yelled and pulled the bolt hard.

The minions with the knives immediately dispersed, and the big man pulled the trigger towards the door of the wooden house without hesitation:

"Boom! Boom! Boom~"

The big man fired 6 shots at the door and emptied the bullets of the shotgun. At this time, the door was riddled with holes, and even the wooden chairs and cabinets inside were damaged.

The amulet man took a few steps back, took out the bullet from his trouser pocket to reload, and roared again.

All the Thai knife minions rushed towards the gate as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

(End of this chapter)