Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

"Ah."

Du Weiguo nodded, not avoiding the question.

"The situation in Persia has been basically resolved, and the so-called plague should not recur. I need to go to Indonesia; Moran is waging war on Kalimantan Island."

"Kalimantan Island?" Miss Hu looked puzzled.

She occupied eastern Persia for too short a time, her foundation was too weak, and she didn't pay enough attention to the intelligence department, so the lag in intelligence became her weakness.

Furthermore, she has been so busy dealing with the undead plague that she hasn't had the energy to keep up with Moran's news.

Even now, she has no idea that Moran, this ambitious man, is conquering the world's third largest island.

However, she was, after all, a clever and perceptive young lady named Hu. In an instant, she understood, a slight smile appeared on her lips, and a look of appreciation appeared in her eyes.

"Tsk, good heavens, this little girl has quite the appetite! If she really swallows this island, wouldn't it be bigger than my territory?"

Miss Hu and Guo Fu were compatible, but she got along better with Mo Lan, perhaps because their personalities were more similar.

They are all ambitious and ruthless!
"Pshaw~ What's the use of being big? It's just a rotten island that nobody cares about. Neither the Dutch nor the Japanese developed it. Besides rainforests and bird droppings, there's nothing there."

Du Weiguo deliberately belittled Borneo to the point of being worthless.

"Hehehe~" Miss Hu chuckled, giving him a meaningful sidelong glance.

"Du Da, according to you, Persia is nothing but sand and sheep droppings, a desolate wasteland, and even less suitable for human habitation."

Besides, that little girl Moran is so clever and cunning; would she really go through the trouble of doing something that loses money?

When his lie was exposed, Du Weiguo's face flushed, and he could only manage an awkward laugh.

"Hey, it's because you guys are all grabbing territory that she's no longer willing to use others as shells to lay eggs; she wants a piece of land of her own."

"Hmm." Surprisingly, Miss Hu didn't continue her sarcasm; instead, she nodded seriously.

"Her thinking is absolutely right. This step has to be taken sooner or later, so it's better to do it sooner rather than later. And now is the most appropriate time, perhaps the only time."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo became interested.

"The only opportunity? Hu Da, what do you mean by that?"

Miss Hu sat down next to him, and naturally took out a cigarette case and lighter from his pocket, lit two cigarettes, and gave him one.

As she exhaled a puff of smoke, she spoke softly:

"Du Da, everything has its limits. Our almost unreasonable and forceful extortion over the past two years has already crossed everyone's bottom line."

"The threat from the 'Big Pineapple' can last for a while, after which we must stop expanding and enter a relatively stable and peaceful period of dormancy."

"We can no longer seize territory, nor can we provoke anyone's sensitivities; otherwise, we are very likely to be besieged by the whole world."

"Yeah~"

Du Weiguo let out a long sigh.

“Hu Da, you’re right, that’s what I think too.”

"Everything in excess is bad. We really need to take a break for a while, Hu Da. Putting aside the reasons you just gave, I'm tired too, I can't fight anymore."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Miss Hu's eyes immediately sparkled, and she deliberately covered her mouth, making an exaggerated expression:

"No way? Du Da, you're only 26 and you're already impotent? Have you been overindulging in sex? I do know a few lost ancient prescriptions, do you want me to help you recover?"

"Tch!" Du Weiguo scoffed at her mockery.

"Hu Da, don't you know whether I'm good or not? What, you're not convinced? Let's have another round!"

As he spoke, he forcefully pulled Miss Hu's delicate body into his arms, and his large hands began to wander restlessly up and down her body.

"No, no, I was wrong, I admit it, I admit it!"

Surprisingly, Miss Hu gave in, which was extremely rare for her. She had no choice but to admit defeat; she had been completely won over, and her legs were still cramping when she walked.

"Hmph~" Du Weiguo snorted arrogantly, but finally let go and stopped tormenting her.

"Hu Da, I'm leaving tomorrow afternoon, and I'll take Shota and the others with me."

"it is good."

Miss Hu opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, and just responded with a deep voice.

She knew perfectly well that this time she couldn't stop Shinmai no matter what; Kagura had become her sister.

These two Japanese vixens have accumulated so much resentment that it's almost earth-shattering. If they were out of her sight, they would probably pounce on Du Weiguo the moment they were out of her sight.

And then there's Lin Jiaojiao from India. That woman is no pushover either; she'll most likely find an opportunity to reconcile with Du Weiguo.

With three more sisters on the way, Miss Hu, the jealous queen, was extremely bitter, but she was powerless to do anything about it.

She can't keep Du Weiguo tied to her waistband all the time, can she?

As they spent more time together, the two became very familiar with each other, and Du Weiguo almost instantly guessed what she was thinking.

However, he didn't want to engage with her, feigning ignorance and using the act of flicking ash from his cigarette to avoid eye contact, continuing his rambling instructions:

"Hu Da, you are much better than me in governance, military building, and people management, so I won't interfere further."

I only have one piece of advice: don't rush things. Also, if you encounter a dangerous situation that's difficult to resolve, never try to be a hero; be sure to...

"stop!"

Miss Hu was already in a volatile mood, and upon hearing this, her face darkened with anger. She interrupted his rambling with a low shout.

"Du Da, are you giving your last words here?"

"What? You don't plan to go back to Persia, and you don't want to see me again?"

Having his secret exposed once again, Du Weiguo's expression froze. He subconsciously rubbed his stubble and offered a somewhat dry explanation:
"How could that be? Hu Da, you are my beloved. I will come back to you after I have dealt with all that trouble outside."

"Beloved?"

Miss Hu raised her eyebrows, glancing at him with a half-smile, her tone teasing:

"Du Da, do you even want to listen to what you're saying? How many women do you have? Can you even count them?"

"If you were to favor and cherish each of your wives and concubines, even if you only stayed in each of them for a few months, it would probably take several years, wouldn't it?"

With his fig leaf completely torn away, Du Weiguo was so embarrassed he almost scratched the ground with his toes.

"Oh, Mr. Hu, it's all just for fun~"

"Hehe~" Miss Hu interrupted with a cold laugh:
"Whether it's just playing along or it's real, you know the answer in your heart."

Her tone suddenly turned cold and stern:

"Du Da, let me remind you, everyone's energy and mental capacity are limited, but desires are limitless."

"You think you can be distracted and do multiple things at once, or spread your attention evenly? That's impossible. No emperor or great ruler throughout history could do it, and neither can you!" "That's all I have to say. I won't see you off tomorrow."

As soon as she finished speaking, Miss Hu got up and left. She left with unusual determination and disappeared into the night in an instant.

"Sigh~" In the empty corridor, only Du Weiguo's dejected sigh remained.

Two days later.

Kuching, in the western part of Borneo, is the only place that can be called a city.

There are at least buildings, roads, streetlights, public toilets, and sewers, as well as schools, hospitals, factories, shops, restaurants, cinemas, police stations, and fire stations.

Oh, and Kuching also has an airport.

The airport was built at the end of last year after the Dumo Legion took control of the entire West Kalimantan Island. It is still extremely rudimentary, with only one runway, right next to the military camp.

"Om~"

At 10:15 a.m., a British-made Belfast transport plane painted in smoky gray flew over the airport, leaving behind a few "white flowers".

Among them, two "white flowers" were particularly large, clearly used as military parachutes, yet their descent speed was still faster than the other white flowers.

On the track, Moran, who was dressed in military uniform for the first time, looked dashing and heroic. She squinted and stared intently at the second largest white flower.

"Brother Huo Wei, I can't quite remember, what is the weight limit of this kind of large throwing umbrella?"

Huo Wei's tone remained relatively calm, but his voice trembled slightly.

"Each umbrella can support at least one ton of weight."

"Hiss~" Although she already had the answer in her heart, she still couldn't help but gasp when Huo Wei confirmed it.

Watching the large white flower belonging to Du Weiguo descend at a speed far exceeding that of the other white flowers, she murmured softly:
"I'm afraid Wesley has almost no connection with humanity anymore, right?"

"My god, a man weighing over a ton, is he even worth keeping? If he sleeps in the same bed with me, and just rolls over, he'll crush me into a meat patty!"

Although she spoke very softly, Huo Wei's senses were far superior to those of ordinary people, and he heard every single word.

He pointed to the largest "white flower" in the sky:
"I think you should keep an eye on that black dog. It's so small, yet it's using four umbrellas!"

"Moran, do you know what this means?"

Moran nodded: "Yes, it weighs nearly 4 tons, which is heavier than our specially made bulletproof Hummer."

Huo Wei, a discerning man, shook his head, his tone extremely solemn:
"This is not just a matter of weight. With such a large weight, its body size is no different from that of a normal dog. You can imagine how abnormal its physical strength must be."

Ordinary bullets definitely wouldn't hurt it, and even artillery shells would probably be no match for it. It's practically a miniature tank; on the battlefield, it would be invincible.

"Not only is his physical strength terrifying, but Nightshade's mental strength is also terrifying. He's definitely stronger than me, much stronger."

Joseph was also present at the moment. As Moran's bodyguard, he was very dutiful, always staying by his side like a shadow.

He had a brief time with Nightshade, but the relationship wasn't exactly harmonious.

"During a casual chat in Persia, the boss personally admitted that Nightshade is undoubtedly the number one combat force among the Fiends, and even he is not as good as Nightshade in group battles."

Ellie also chimed in, having set off 12 hours earlier than Du Weiguo, but only arriving 4 hours earlier.

The aircraft's performance and load capacity differed, and mainly the captains were different as well. Rod did not stay in Kuching and was ordered by Du Weiguo to do other work.

"Is he the God of Slaughter? He doesn't seem that strong."

Suddenly, a strange male voice rang out from the back of the group. His voice was loud, and his Chinese was extremely broken, clearly that of a foreigner.

The voice belonged to a dark-skinned, tall, thin man wearing a large military cloak. His age was indiscernible, but his face suggested he was an Indonesian native, resembling a large, hairless monkey.

"Adil, how dare you!" Joseph shouted sharply, his pupils instantly turning ice blue.

Similar to Shota, his loyalty was also maxed out, and he couldn't stand anyone saying a bad word about Du Weiguo.

"Uh~"

The next instant, Joseph and Adil groaned almost simultaneously, and blood flowed from their nostrils at the same time.

They exchanged a mental blow, seemingly evenly matched, but in reality, Joseph was clearly more seriously injured. He staggered back two steps before barely managing to regain his balance.

"Is this how you treat your guests? You resort to sneak attacks at the drop of a hat. Do you think I'm afraid just because you outnumber me?"

Adil forcefully wiped the blood from his nose, his dark brown eyes flashing with a fierce light. This time, he switched to English, speaking quickly and urgently.

As he was being questioned, his cloak moved without any wind, as if something terrible was stirring inside.

Moran first glanced at Joseph, and after confirming that he was alright, he turned to Adil:
"Adil, do you know who you're provoking?"

Adil's face was full of arrogance:
"You're just a bunch of evil spirits. You can't scare me. Don't be fooled by your numbers. If I want to leave, you can't stop me."

"Moreover, from now on, you will face my endless revenge and assassination attempts. I refuse to believe that you will never be separated!"

"Damn it, what a boastful tone! I'll see how you manage to escape unscathed!"

Huo Wei had a fiery temper and instantly bristled. He reached behind his waist and grabbed two specially made pistols.

"Hmm?" But at this moment, a scene that surprised Huo Wei appeared.

Although he had his grip on the gun handle, he couldn't get his index finger into the trigger guard no matter what he tried.

In fact, his ten fingers and both hands are now bound by an invisible force, and he cannot move them at all.

Adil grinned maliciously:

"You bunch of trash dare to run wild on Kalimantan Island? If it weren't for the reputation of the Fiends, I would have crippled you long ago!"

"I~"

Upon hearing this, Joseph, who had just barely recovered, was enraged again, and his pupils turned blue once more.

“Joseph!” Moran grabbed his arm, glanced at the sky, and whispered:

"You don't need to get angry with a dead man; someone will take care of him soon."

At this moment, Du Weiguo had already descended to an altitude of 1,000 meters above the ground, and was about to arrive at the battlefield in a dozen seconds.

"Damn it, I miscalculated. I overlooked the weight of the floating and sinking blade."

Meanwhile, Du Weiguo, who was in mid-air, was muttering to himself in frustration.

He now weighs nearly a ton, while the floating and sinking knife itself weighs over 70 kilograms, and with the knife case, it weighs over 100 kilograms, exceeding the limit of the throwing umbrella.

Fortunately, it wasn't too far over, and the umbrella could still hold it up; otherwise, he would have had to demonstrate his teleportation in public.

"Huh~ who's this idiot?" A scene unfolding on the track suddenly caught his attention.

Although we don't know exactly what happened or can't hear their conversation, the tense atmosphere is obvious.

The bloodstains at Joseph's lips and Huo Wei's expression of shock and anger were still vivid in Du Weiguo's mind. His eyes narrowed, a flash of fierce light passing through them. (End of Chapter)