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

There is nothing wrong with saying that the only thing in martial arts in the world is speed. The Shashen Shuttle thrown by Du Weiguo with all his strength has already surpassed the speed of pistol bullets.

The flight speed of pistol bullets is usually between 300 and 500 meters per second, converted into kilometers, which is between 1080 and 1800 miles, and even exceeds the speed of sound.

At this speed, ordinary people's naked eyes can't catch it, let alone try to avoid it. In fact, even Du Weiguo can't avoid it and can only shoot it down.

These onmyojis are one-of-a-kind practitioners with treacherous methods, but they still belong to the category of ordinary people, and naturally they cannot avoid the flying shuttle shot by Du Weiguo.

"Puff puff~"

There was a sound of penetrating into the flesh, and blood splashed everywhere. Several onmyojis who were terrified to die, together with their beards who were exhausted, were pierced through the forehead by the evil spirit shuttle, and fell limply to the ground.

The man with the glasses had the best skills and the strongest eyesight. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to fight back, and he just hit the Shashen Shuttle into the air with his ribs.

"Baga~"

He cursed with bloodshot eyes, waved his ribs, and tried to corner the beast, but he couldn't do more.

At this moment, Du Weiguo had already crossed a distance of tens of meters, like a ghost, he was in front of him, and the dim little Tang Dao drew a touch of chilling light.

The next moment, a thin line of blood appeared on the neck of the man with glasses. His eyes were wide open, full of disbelief, and then he became hollow and dull, and he knelt down slowly.

"Sand~"

Du Weiguo landed steadily beside him, put away the Jiuyou Lock, glanced contemptuously at the man in glasses who was dying, and lightly punched his shoulder with a small Tang knife.

"Damn, I'm dead, why are you staring at me, who are you scaring?"

At this moment, the leader of the six suns of the man with glasses slipped down slowly, and his body also fell down slowly. Blood like a fountain sprayed all over the sky, like a rain of blood.

At 1 o'clock in the morning, everything was silent, and the entire Tokyo city fell into a deep sleep.

Du Weiguo returned to the residence quietly barefoot, not because he was worried about making noise, but simply because his flip-flops had been lost.

When passing by the second bedroom, the door was ajar, snoring like thunder, Du Weiguo glanced at Jiro Kamata who was still sleeping and knew nothing, and couldn't help sighing.

Alas~ It's good to be a mortal!
Du Weiguo just fought against the Onmyouji of the Tuyumen Shinto and the shikigami they controlled, and the fight was shocking.

The distance is only a few hundred meters, but as an ordinary person, Kamada Jiro doesn't know anything, he is still sleeping in his dreamland, and the world is peaceful.

Du Weiguo couldn't help but sigh, ignorance is the greatest happiness, this grandson is somewhat like Versailles again.

Back in the room, Du Weiguo turned his head and took a look. The mysterious black cat followed behind him silently.

Du Weiguo sat down on the bed, picked up the cigarette case, lit one, curled his lips, and laughed at himself:
"Damn, what am I doing now that I'm beckoning cats and dogs?"

This black cat is extremely beautiful, short-haired, slightly larger than a domestic cat, black all over, without a stray hair, smooth and smooth, like black gemstones, with a pair of big sea-blue eyes, shining brightly .

Seeing Du Weiguo sit down, the black cat nimbly jumped onto the bed, moved to his side obediently, and sat down upright against him.

The black cat tilted its head, with big beautiful eyes, staring at Du Weiguo without blinking for a moment, purring in its throat, and swaying its long and slender tail, it was extremely cute.

Du Weiguo let out a long breath of smoke, gave it a blank look, and muttered angrily:

"What's wrong? I'm depending on you. Because of you, my vacation is wasted and I have to run away again. Besides, I have already raised a vicious dog, so I can't keep a cat anymore. You should leave now."

"Aim~"

The black cat meowed softly, numb and crispy, soft and glutinous, appealing to the heart, even Du Weiguo's heart was rock-solid, and he couldn't help but sway a little.

It was immediately clear in his heart that this black cat might have the ability of the charm system, Du Weiguo rubbed his chin, a little speechless.

how to say?The ability to charm is a bit tasteless to him.

Guo Fu is naturally charming and seductive. Although this little girl does not have any supernatural powers, her ability to charm must not be underestimated.

There is also Kurumiyo, the symbiosis of Big Fox and Sakurai Momoyo, her charm ability is a natural instinct, far superior to that of Black Cat, not to mention that she is still in human body, which is incomparable.

Besides, Night Dire, although it doesn't charm, but has a lot of leather, it can not only hypnotize a large area, but also extract the desires in the subconscious, creating hallucinations and auditory hallucinations.

In addition to them, there is Arthur, and the Night Demon is even more ruthless, with range hypnosis, plus precise control, and even a complete substitute.

To sum up, in Du Weiguo's team, there are already 4 members with similar charm abilities, a black cat who can charm, tsk, it's really not very useful.

Even if the little black cat is extremely fast, fierce and ferocious, especially when it killed the big lynx just now, it showed unparalleled fighting power.

Even so, against Night Dire, the black cat is still not enough to look at, and it will definitely not take advantage of it. If it is a transformed Night Dire, it will definitely die.

If it was normal, Du Weiguo would have taken it without saying a word, but now, under special circumstances, he was about to teleport and run away, so he couldn't take the living thing with him.

Yes, Du Weiguo is about to run away. Before, the big fox gave him a popular science. The Tuyumen Shinto is very powerful in Dongpu, with many masters and unscrupulous.

Just now, in a rage, Du Weiguo mercilessly killed several onmyojis, which is equivalent to stabbing a hornet's nest again.

Du Weiguo vaguely guessed that the reason why the bearded man found him was probably because the yellow fox he was driving could smell the smell of Jiuyousuo.

Tsuchyumon Shinto has a deep relationship with Jiuyouyimen. The Shigeta Musashi who was killed by him at the Suphan Hotel before was a master under Tsuchyumen Shinto.

Jiuyousuo is one of the three artifacts of the Jiuju family. The refining process is bloody and cruel, and it has a strong smell, which is easily captured by animals with a keen sense of smell.

Du Weiguo showed his face. Although he roughly cleaned up the traces of the scene just now, there is no guarantee that the other party will not trace the source and find him. It won't be too long.

To put it bluntly, Dongying Island is also the back garden of Citi Eagle. The CIA and Freemasonry are very powerful here.

Also, this Laoshizi Tuyumen Shinto is also sitting on the ground, judging from their domineering style, they must not be a good bird.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, so Du Weiguo decided to leave here immediately. To be more specific, he had to leave Dongying this morning.

"Meow~"

As if it had seen through Du Weiguo's mind, the little black cat yelped again, wailing and complaining euphemistically, like a woman sobbing.

For some reason, upon hearing this meow, Du Weiguo suddenly thought of Yang Caiyu, who was thousands of miles away, his nose felt a little sore, and the circles of his eyes turned red before he knew it.

He couldn't help but reached out and touched the black cat's body, the tentacles were soft and soft, it also purred in enjoyment, and even arched his big hand with its small head.

Du Weiguo couldn't help feeling soft in his heart, and let out a long puff of smoke: "You have made up your mind, do you really want to follow me?"

The little black cat let out a weak cry, and nodded very sensiblely, its big eyes were watery, and it couldn't be refused at all.

Shaking his head helplessly, Du Weiguo lamented in his heart, what a crime!Before there was a big fox, then there was a night-gaunt, and now there is a black cat, and now the buddies are almost becoming friends of the goblins.

Du Weiguo wiped out the cigarette butt, rubbed his hands together: "Do you have a name?"

"Meow~"

The little black cat lowered its head and let out a cry, shaking its head like a shy little girl. Du Weiguo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, pondered for a moment, touched its little head, and said in a low voice:

"You are a little female cat, black all over, and so beautiful, so I'll name you Ye Li, how about it?"

"Meow~"

The little black cat seems to be very satisfied with the name, its small head is bit by bit, and its big beautiful eyes are also narrowed, like crescent moons.

Du Weiguo pampered Ye Li's smooth brocade-like fur, and murmured softly:
"Ye Li, in fact, when I was in Sijiu City, I also knew a black cat named Hao Xiaohei. He was stupid, fat, useless, and far worse than you. If I had a chance, I must give old Hao a good shame. ~~"

Speaking of this, Du Weiguo suddenly choked his throat and couldn't speak any more. He let out a long sigh and looked far away at the night sky outside the window, full of thoughts.

At this moment, across the ocean, in Sijiu City, thousands of miles away, near Kushuijing, the single-door courtyard where Hao Shanhe lived, in the main room of the north wing, a lamp like a bean.

Hao Shanhe lay flat on the kang. Although summer was coming soon and the weather in Sijiu City was already hot, he was still covered with a thick quilt.

Even so, Hao Shanhe's body still swayed involuntarily, his condition was very poor, his shape was skeletal, his hair was gray, his face was sickly red, and his eyes were tightly closed.

Years later, old Haotou's old injury recurred, and his body was getting worse day by day. Due to the special situation and lack of medical treatment, he persisted until now, and could no longer get out of bed.

Hao Xiaohei lay listlessly on the edge of the pillow, clung to the old Haotou's cheek, his once chubby body was emaciated, and his hair color was dull.

"Squeak~"

The door was pushed open, and Wang Yang walked in first, carrying a full net bag in his hand, followed by a hunched little old man.

Wang Yang was much thinner than before, wearing an old white military uniform with a red badge on his chest, in good spirits, with calm and sophisticated eyes.

Ever since old Haotou fell ill, the two little brothers, Wang Yang and Wang Xiao, took turns to take care of him, feeding him with water and food every day, and urinating with his hands.

Not only that, but also to protect him from the wind and rain, without even a single complaint. Without them, old Haotou would have died long ago.

"Uncle Hao, Uncle Hao, wake up, someone is coming to see you."

Wang Yang called softly a few times, and Hao Shanhe's eyelids trembled for a long time, and then he opened his eyes with difficulty, his eyes were cloudy, and he couldn't focus for a long time.

Wang Yang swiftly put the net bag on the kang table, quickly took out a package wrapped in several layers of oiled paper, and carefully picked up one of the capsules.

Immediately, Wang Yang picked up the tea mug on the table again, felt the water temperature carefully, and then carefully helped Hao Shanhe up, and handed the capsule to his mouth, his voice choked:
"Uncle Hao, we finally have the medicine. Come on, take a piece quickly, and you'll be fine."

At this moment, Hao Shanhe's pupils finally focused. He squinted his eyes to recognize the hunched figure standing in front of the kang, and asked in a hoarse voice:
"Hu, Hu Si? You, are you out?"

That's right, it was Hu Fei who came here, but he was tall and straight, full of anger, but now he is old and ugly.

Her hair was all white, sticking to her scalp like a tuft of dry grass, her eyelids were stretched out, her back was crooked, and one leg was still a little lame.

Hu Fei's voice was also very hoarse, and he tried his best to joke:

"I said, old man, what's the matter with you? You've survived the hail of bullets and bullets. You're going to lie down for this minor illness. Take your medicine and get up quickly."

Old Hao didn't speak immediately, but looked down at the capsule handed to his mouth with difficulty, his brows were wrinkled, and his tone was surprised:

"Pioneermycin, Citi, Hu Si, you, are you reinstated?"

Pioneermycin, also known as cephradine, is commonplace in later generations, but at present, this is the most effective antipyretic and anti-inflammatory drug. Huaxia does not have the production capacity yet, so it relies on imports.

Right now, the situation is special, and the import channels are basically cut off. Therefore, this kind of life-saving medicine has a price but no market. It is extremely rare, and it is much more precious than gold.

This old Haotou has already become so ill, half dead, but his thinking is still so sharp and sharp, hitting the nail on the head.

Hu Fei smiled wryly and shook his head, supported his waist, and sat slowly on the edge of the Kang, his tone sighed:
"Old man, you take the medicine first, drink a couple of sips of water to moisten your throat, and then let's talk slowly."

"Okay, okay~"

The old Haotou's eyes flickered slightly, as if he had thought of something, his tone became a little excited, he put his lips close to him with difficulty, and swallowed the capsule, Wang Yang quickly fed him a few sips of water, and carefully helped him smooth it out. chest.

After drinking a few sips of water, Lao Hao seemed to have regained some energy, and whispered to Wang Yang:
"Wang Yang, go out and boil some water in the kitchen and make a pot of tea for Hu Si."

"Hey, good~"

Old Haotou obviously wanted to send him out, and talked to Hu Fei alone, Wang Yang was also winking, and quickly responded, ready to help him put up the mattress to support his body.

Hu Fei waved his hand:
"Forget it, Wang Yang, don't worry about it, just stay here, he is your boss, there is nothing you can't hear about him."

Hearing this, Wang Yang naturally understood who this "he" was, his eyes were red with excitement, and his whole body was trembling, but he pursed his lips tightly and didn't ask a word.

The old Haotou gave Hu Fei a slightly surprised look, but his mind was clear, and he was relieved after thinking about it for a while.

Hu Fei wants to pass the news to Yang Caiyu through Wang Yang. After all, they live in the same courtyard, and they have many opportunities to see each other when they look up.

Hu Fei took out a crumpled cigarette case from his pocket, the big front door, just took out one, suddenly remembered that the old Haotou in front of him was a sick patient, and put it back embarrassingly.

Old Hao raised his hand with difficulty:
"Hu Si, you can smoke. I can't smoke now, but I'm so greedy that I want to smell it."

Hu Fei licked his chapped lips: "This is not good, Lao Hao, your body~"

"It's okay, Huss, you can smoke, I will open the window to smoke."

Wang Yang was very winking, and while helping Lao Hao put up the mattress, he struck a match and lit Lao Hu's cigarette.

Afterwards, he got up again and opened a gap in the window, and then came back, and sat down obediently next to Lao Hao, helping him support his body, staring at Hu Fei without blinking for a moment.

"Whoo~"

Hu Fei exhaled smoke for a long time, glanced at Wang Yang with emotion, nodded, and said in a melancholy tone:
"The wind knows the strength of the grass, and it takes a long time to see people's hearts. Wang Yang is not bad, and he has grown a lot recently. Okay, okay, he is better than me, really better than me~"

Lao Hao naturally understood what Lao Hu meant. Although he was dying of illness, his thinking was still sharp, and he changed the subject without a trace:
"Hu Si, hasn't Guo Chu returned to Sijiu City yet? But since you have already been reinstated, he must be coming soon."

Hu Fei didn't want to mention this, shook his head and sighed, restraining his emotions:

"Oh, I lost my composure a bit. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lao Hao, I really envy you. You have a good apprentice. I also rely on his prestige to return to Sijiu City this time."

Hearing this, Lao Hao's eyes lit up immediately, the light was compelling, and his tone was slightly anxious:
"Hu Si, isn't he also your subordinate? Tell me quickly, what is this hozen doing outside again?"

"Ha! He is terrible now. 10 days ago, he went to Seoul alone, and over 400 meters away, he knocked off the dog's head of Allen Les."

Speaking of this, Hu Fei's waist couldn't help straightening up, his face was flushed, and his eyebrows were dancing. Old Hao had been in the second line for too long, and he didn't even know who Alan Les was, his eyes were blank, and he was a little confused.

Hu Fei didn't hold back either:
"Old Hao, you may not know, this foreign devil named Allen Les, he is the second in command of Citi CIA, a big man who knows the sky.

He was at the gate of Qingwa Terrace in Seoul, showing off his power, and suddenly he was shot in the head by a sniper, which was really frightening. "

"Sigh~"

Hearing this, the old Haotou not only did not show joy, but gasped, and asked in a dignified tone:
"What about him? Has he retreated completely?"

Hu Fei clapped his hands vigorously:
"Of course, this group of South Korean idiots and Citi foreign devils are all crazy. They locked up the whole city and tossed thirteen tricks in Seoul without even touching a single hair of him. It's amazing!"

Hu Fei was excited, and said with dancing:
"Old Hao, he is so powerful that he has no limits now. After killing Allen Les, he not only retreated completely, but also disappeared without a trace, hiding tightly.

All the high-ranking foreign devils who were hostile to us in the past were all scared to pee by him, and a lot of them are recuperating on sick leave recently~"

"Hohohoho~"

Hearing this, Lao Hao finally laughed, but his chest and lungs were inflamed, and his laughter sounded like a blown bellows. Wang Yang's blood boiled with tears, and he wished he could cry up to the sky.

"Ahem~Okay, okay, happy, really, really happy, this hozen is really embarrassing for us~"

Hao Shanhe cried with a smile, his old tears flowed freely, Hu Fei's tears also came out of his eyes, and he sighed, with an extremely sad tone:

"Yeah! This bastard is too embarrassing. Back then, I was under my command because I had no eyesight. It is estimated that he didn't even display one-tenth of his abilities.

After suffering so many grievances, I was finally forced to go far away, but now, I have to be protected by him instead, alas, I am really ashamed, ashamed~"

I don't know whether it was the good news that lifted Lao Hao's spirit, or the special medicine took effect, Hao Shanhe actually sat up straight by himself, and said in a serious tone:

"Hu Si, you can't think that way. He is tossing around outside, trying his best to make noise, isn't it just to let us relax? You can't let him down, it's all in exchange for your life."

Hu Fei wiped his face and took a breath:

"Ha, Lao Hao, if you still have the face to criticize me, you're the worst, what's wrong with you, you just lay down on your own."

Old Hao coughed twice again, as if his spirit had improved a bit, he picked up the tea mug on the kang table, drank a couple of sips of water, and there was already a hint of anger in his tone:
"Hu Si, you're right. I, Hao Shanhe, can't let that kid down. I have to live well and close my eyes when he comes back."

Hu Fei also smiled:
"Ha, listen to this to cheer you up! Yes, you have to live well. After two days, I will send someone to bring you some pills and supplements."

Old Hao frowned and waved his hands quickly: "Hu Si, don't, don't, the situation is special now, you can~"

Hu Fei held his hand backhand, patted it lightly, with a slightly joking tone:

"Hehe, don't worry, there's nothing wrong with it, your precious apprentice is not only the evil god, but also the grandpa god of wealth."

"God of Wealth?"

Old Hao was dumbfounded, even his eyes were straightened, Hu Fei laughed loudly, his brows stretched:
"That's right, he donated materials worth 1 million Hong Kong dollars to us last month, and also helped the Bank of China recover more than 3 million Hong Kong dollars in arrears.

This is the one who personally wrote a letter to ask him for help, he is really going to heaven and earth now, omnipotent, he is so lawless, hahaha~~" (End of this chapter)