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

Chapter 698 The truth of the world

At midnight, dark clouds covered the moon, in the Central and Western District of Hong Kong Island, on the seaside of Western District, a single-family three-storey villa was heavily guarded.

The inside of the villa was already pitch black, but in the yard outside, there were night guards constantly patrolling.

In the middle of the yard, there are several vigorous and alert Dobermans lying on their stomachs. There are secret whistles hidden in some hidden and dark corners of the yard.

There is even a fire observation post equipped with a low-light night vision device hidden in the attic on the third floor at the commanding height of the villa.

Strictly guard against sticking to it, like an iron bucket.

Outside the courtyard of the villa, on a big tree about 200 meters away, Du Weiguo squatted on the branch of the tree like an eagle, and curled his lips gently:
"Tsk! Such a beautiful Doberman Pinscher, I really can't handle it, alas, if I knew it, I would have brought the big fox with me."

As soon as the words fell, Du Weiguo's figure disappeared without a trace. In the attic, there was a group of firepower teams equipped with the latest night vision devices responsible for night guarding.

There are two people in total, one fireman and one observer. Both of them are lying on the window sill, watching the outside very vigilantly through the night vision device.

At this time, the white fireman who was always holding an M60 general-purpose machine gun in his hand stretched out his finger from the trigger.

While twisting his neck, he vigorously shook his numb fingers, and complained to the observing hand beside him in an extremely resentful tone:

"What the fu*k! This is so stupid, my hands are cramping, Keith, what the hell do you think we're defending against?"

The observer kept observing the movement in front of the villa meticulously, and his tone was calm and calm:

"Bill, we just need to obey the order. You'd better shut up now and stick to your post."

The fireman named Bill snorted very disdainfully, and while moving his hands and feet, he said in a strange way:
"Hey, Keith, you're just an army corporal, how much is your monthly salary? Do you need to work so hard?"

"Bill, you~"

Geese was talking, but his voice stopped abruptly. Bill turned his head and glanced suspiciously. In his sight, a large hand that was as fast as a phantom was rapidly zooming in.

Immediately, his neck suddenly hurt, his eyes went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

Du Weiguo took off the low-light night vision device from Bill's eyes, put it on his own eyes for a try, then curled his lips in disgust, and threw it on the ground.

In a flash, he disappeared on the spot again. Three minutes later, when Du Weiguo knocked down the last sturdy Doberman Pinscher with a moderately strong hand knife, the periphery of the entire villa was completely emptied.

"Well, it's okay, there are 11 people in total, 3 Dobermans, and only one unlucky guy, I accidentally broke his collarbone, Ma De, it's really much harder to be stunned than to be killed directly, how tiring! "

Du Weiguo shook his hands lightly, wiped the sweat stains on his forehead that didn't exist at all, and muttered to himself like a broken mouth, and immediately, his figure appeared on the first floor of the villa.

The next day, at 6 o'clock in the morning, the sun was rising, and the mist that filled Hong Kong Island was about to disperse.

Near Victoria Harbour, there is a three-story beige building with a house number at the door, the English Elizabeth Shipping Company.

This is Lei Na's daily office. After staying up all night, Lei Na, who had already fallen asleep on the desk, was suddenly awakened by a very rapid ringing of the phone.

She answered the phone in a daze:

"Hi, I'm Valerie Reina, what? Are you sure? No deaths, just one minor injury, ha! Okay, I see.

Well, like this, Jason, you can go there in person later, buy a bouquet of flowers and some fruit, no, express our sincerest condolences, hahaha! "

After hanging up the phone, Reina couldn't help laughing out loud, then she picked up the phone again and made a call:
"Steve, have you prepared the press release I asked you to prepare earlier? Well, yes, hehe, you don't have to think about this issue, you can just send it to the media and see it in the newspaper tomorrow!"

After Reina hung up the phone, she felt refreshed, and the tiredness of staying up all night was swept away. Her eyes flickered, and she picked up the phone again:

"Hey, Oriental Mandarin Hotel, transfer it for me, forget it, no need."

Reina hung up the phone, rubbed her face, picked up the makeup mirror in the drawer, and took a look at her appearance.

She was as delicate as a flower, but a little haggard, with dark circles around her eyes. Leina smacked her mouth regretfully, and quickly patted the area around her eye circles with the powder.

Immediately, she got up swiftly, picked up the coat that was hanging on the chair, trotted all the way while wearing the coat, and left the office building in a hurry.

At 07:30 in the morning, Du Weiguo was brushing his teeth and taking a shower when the phone beside the bed suddenly rang. He frowned, spit out the toothpaste foam in the water, and walked out to answer the phone.

"Who!"

Du Weiguo's tone was extremely blunt, but Lena on the other side of the microphone didn't care, she was enthusiastic and her voice was extremely charming:

"Mr. Wesley, would you like breakfast? A delicious, hot English Big Mac?"

"hiss!"

Hearing such ambiguous teasing, an uncontrollable enthusiasm surged up immediately, and Du Weiguo couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Damn, this little fairy Leina is really seductive. It seems that in such an early morning, there is going to be a big show of slaying demons and slaying demons.

In the early hours of this morning, a certain country's intelligence agency stationed in Hong Kong was attacked by a mysterious enemy. A total of 19 people from top to bottom, including three hunting dogs, were all stunned. No one died, and only one was slightly injured.

All reserves, as well as the branch's classified files, are lost, but no one has seen the assailant.

This incident has become a very famous unsolved case in the history of international secret services, and of course, it is also a big joke.

The day before, the clowns of the CIA, who were still aggressively intervening and attempting to investigate the flight attack case, never mentioned this matter again.

The next day, Hong Kong Island officials held a press conference to announce the results of the investigation into the attack on the Pan Am Airlines flight from Bangkok to Hong Kong Island.

It was a terrorist attack planned by a certain Arab extremist organization. It was thanks to MI's Hong Kong Island Branch that it was informed of this development in advance and dispatched special officials to board the plane together in time, perfectly resolving the attack.

Afterwards, Pan American Airlines will pay each passenger 5 times the cash of the ticket, as well as compensation for free flights forever.

At the same time, the airline also donated 200 million US dollars of sponsorship to MI, thanking the timely action to resolve the crisis.

That evening, in Repulse Bay, Hong Kong Island, in a low-key villa, Mr. Huo slowly put the newspaper in his hand.

He lit a cigarette, with a smile on his face, full of meaning. On the sofa beside him, Holly pouted her mouth, her tone was extremely angry:
"How could the Hong Kong Island government be so shameless? It was clearly an assassination, but it was called a terrorist attack. It was obviously Wesley who resolved the crisis by himself.

How did it become the credit of some special VIP of MI?How could he be from MI?Isn't this confusing black and white, calling a deer a horse? "

Mr. Huo glanced at her faintly, and asked with a smile:
"Then what do you want the newspaper to write? Do you want to write that Mr. Wesley, who didn't exist at all, stepped forward to solve this crisis?"

"But, but~"

Huo Lili's pretty face was flushed with anger, and Mr. Huo fondled Huo Lili's smooth long hair, and said in a sigh:

"Lily, you have to be clear, this is the truth of the world, what we usually hear and see is what some people want us to know.

I underestimated him too much before. Our little friend Wesley has great powers and clever means, and he is not just as simple as crossing the dragon. "

Holly looked confused, and her tone was full of complaints:
"Dad, didn't you comment on him before that although he is super skilled and full of courage, he acts recklessly and recklessly, and is just an insignificant fighter. Didn't you ask me to keep a distance from him?"

Ugh!
Mr. Huo let out a long sigh, and said in a sad tone:

"Talented people come out from generation to generation, and the younger generations are awesome. I really underestimated him before. I didn't just hand it over to others, but climbed high and paid homage to him!"

Huo Lili became more and more confused when she heard the cloud and mist, she shook Mr. Huo's shoulder vigorously, and asked anxiously:

"Dad, what are you talking about? Can you stop playing charades?"

Mr. Huo was dizzy from her shaking, shook his head helplessly, patted Huo Lili's forehead lightly, and said in a doting tone:

"Okay, okay, don't shake it anymore, if you shake it again, it will fall apart, Lily, you have grown up too, it's time to know some outside things, I will tell you about our little friend today."

"Okay, okay, tell me quickly."

Upon hearing this, Huo Lili quickly held her face, like a good baby who was about to listen to a story.

Mr. Huo exhaled smoke, and said in a calm tone:
"Wesley's original name is Du Weiguo. He is the Special Service Division of Forty-Nine City, the youngest director in history. He has a famous nickname in the north, called Du Yanwang~"

Mr. Huo has a very close relationship with the inland, and the information is very well-informed. It is naturally easy to inquire about Du Weiguo's footsteps.

He roughly told Huo Lili about Du Weiguo's past deeds:
"Now he is forced to leave the inland because of these unavoidable reasons, but he is not panicking like a lost dog, living in hiding.

After he left the country, he first became famous in the Triangle and Siam, and later became the uncrowned king of Pattaya. "

"Hey!" Having said that, Mr. Huo put out his cigarette, smiled meaningfully, and his tone became more emotional:

"In the building where our family lives in Tsim Sha Tsui, I tried my best to hit the wall everywhere, and there was no way to ask for help. In the end, I annoyed some people, and I did not hesitate to kill them.

This little friend not only saved us, but also turned his hands into clouds, turned his hands into rain, and joined forces with MI to subdue people with force, and unexpectedly subdued the bald eagle, what a hero! "

At this time, Huo Lili had already burst into tears. In fact, as early as when Huo Lili heard the story about Yang Caiyu, she could not hold back her tears.

As for the rest of the matter, she basically went in from the left ear to the right, and Huo Lili's pear blossoms were raining:

"Dad, he, he is so pitiful, he has experienced such a tragedy, but he is still so strong and optimistic, he is only 3 years older than me, and he has already done so many earth-shattering events, I~"

Huo Lili choked to the point of aphasia, and didn't know why she was crying. Mr. Huo patted her on the back very lovingly, and sighed:

"Yeah, Lily, I spoiled you too much before. When you grow up, it's time to go out and practice yourself. It's time to see the wind and rain."

Mr. Huo is well-versed in human nature and has insight into the world. He naturally knows why Huo Lili is crying bitterly, but he can only pretend not to know.

Poor parents all over the world, Mr. Huo can't just watch his precious daughter step into the abyss.

At the same time, in the far north, the city of Forty-Nine, where spring flowers are just blooming and willows are green.

In Hu Fei's office, Hu Fei sat expressionlessly behind the office chair, looking out of the window with distant eyes.

In a few months, his hair was completely gray, his face was haggard, bags under his eyes were protruding, and even his back was a little bent, making him look like a little old man.

"Dangdangdang."

Lao Guo knocked on the door, pushed the door open excitedly and came in, his steps were fast, his expression was haggard, and he held a telegram in his hand, but his tone was quite excited:
"Boss, the latest news came from the south. The evil god has made another move. After the Pan Am incident, he knocked out those countrymen who tried to make trouble, and became an international joke.

Mr. Huo sent a special telegram today, remembering this life-saving favor to us, boss, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief~"

Lao Guo handed over the telegram while talking, but Hu Fei didn't reach out to pick it up. He slowly picked up the cigarette case on the table, Peony, took out one, lit it himself, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Hu Fei looked lonely, and Lao Guo frowned, feeling very worried in his heart. Hu Fei forced a smile, waved his hands, and said in a low tone:
"I'm fine, this kid is a bitch, don't be cowardly! He didn't embarrass our Secret Service, huh, he is more transparent than us, he saw through it early, and jumped out of this muddy quagmire without hesitation."

Hu Fei's words were full of despondency, and Guo Hanhong opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

He raised his eyes to look at Lao Guo, and was silent for a while. Hu Fei opened the desk drawer and took out a transfer order, with a very calm tone:
"Old Guo, there is a vacancy at the Quancheng Iron and Steel Plant in Lu Province. You can go there."

"What? Quancheng Iron and Steel Plant, boss, what the hell does this mean?"

Lao Guo picked up the transfer order, glanced at it casually, his eyes turned red instantly, and swears directly, and roared loudly at Hu Fei.

Hu Fei was not angry, but just pressed his hands very tiredly, with a bleak tone:
"Old Guo, stop shouting, even that brat who is not stingy knows how to protect the calf, I can't be inferior to him."

"Boss! I don't need your protection, and I won't leave."

Lao Guo's eyes were bloodshot, and his tone was agitated. Hu Fei was finally irritated. He smashed the cigarette butt into the ashtray vigorously, and growled:
"Confused! Stupid! Pedantic! Guo Hanhong, I don't have time to explain it to you carefully and white teeth. You should think about it for yourself. Besides, this is not a discussion with you, but an order!"

Guo Hanhong closed his eyes in great pain, tears came out of his eyes, and his tone was sad:
"Boss! I'm leaving, what do you do?"

"boom!"

Hu Fei punched hard, hit Lao Guo's transfer order forcefully, and roared:

"Am I a baby who hasn't been weaned yet? Or do I need your shit to piss? Get the hell out of here!"

　Deleted more than 2000 words, dare not write anything, shivering.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)