Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Actually, while feeling angry, Du Weiguo was more curious.

He couldn't believe that even now, there would still be someone who dared to provoke the Fiend Clan, right under his nose.

Moreover, not counting the ones on the ground, just in the sky, besides him, there are Nightshade, Shota, Shinmai, and Kagura.

Each of them is a top-tier fighter.

If they joined forces, they could easily conquer the political center of any country.

The White House, the Kremlin, the Élysée Palace, 10 Downing Street, the Blue House, and of course, a certain sea is also included.

Who is this menacing black monkey at my feet, baring its fangs and claws? How can it be so fierce? Is it simply a case of exceptional skill and daring, or is it just plain stupid?
"Boom!" In the midst of his scattered thoughts, Du Weiguo crashed heavily to the ground.

He trampled two deep pits into the solid concrete track, leaving a large area of ​​terrifying, spiderweb-like cracks.

Such a horrifying scene sent chills down everyone's spine and made their eyelids twitch, but that didn't include Adil, the idiot.

He ignored Huo Wei and turned to Du Weiguo, his eyes showing no fear but rather a fierce fighting spirit.

"So you're the God of Slaughter? Does that mean that if we defeat you, your 'God of Slaughter' faction will leave Kalimantan?"

To be honest, Du Weiguo was completely bewildered at that moment.

He could sense that the guy in front of him was definitely a superhuman, and he could also sense the hostility he was radiating.

However, he was completely unaware of the danger. In other words, this guy posed no threat to him at all. What the hell did this idiot get the courage to spout such nonsense?
He cast a questioning glance at Moran, wanting to confirm whether this guy was a new recruit Moran had personally recruited.

"Boss, he's that telekinetic expert from the Talon Revolutionary Army! His name is Adil."

Ellie answered the question for Moran first, her eyes gleaming with extreme excitement as she spoke.

This little vixen holds a grudge. She was injured by Adil before, and now she's eagerly waiting for Du Weiguo to avenge her.

"Oh, I understand now." A cruel smile curled at the corner of Du Weiguo's mouth.

He slammed the knife case heavily onto the ground, and with a casual tug on his shoulder, the sturdy parachute straps instantly snapped.

"I am the Demon God, and your name is Adil?"

"Correct!"

"You want to challenge me?"

"It's not a challenge, it's defeating you!"

Du Weiguo pointed at Ellie: "You hurt her before?"

Adil was getting impatient: "That's right, why are you talking so much? Are you going to fight or not?"

"Hehe~" Du Weiguo was amused by him:
"Don't rush me, I have one last question. Back then, did you deliberately hold back?"

Adil's voice was muffled: "Yes, the general instructed me not to kill any of the Shashen Clan members!"

Du Weiguo curled his lip and slowly drew the Floating and Sinking Blade from its case:

"Alright, Adil, I'll repay this favor today and spare your life in return."

"Tch!" Adil's eyes flashed with undisguised contempt as he looked at the dull longsword in Du Weiguo's hand.

"You talk too much!"

The next instant, he roared and forcefully raised his hands upwards, causing his cloak to billow violently.

"Woo~woo~" A soul-stirring shriek rang out.

Dozens of double-edged, curved blades shot out from the cloak, instantly sealing off all of Du Weiguo's space to move around from all angles.

"Clang~ Clang~ Clang~" Almost simultaneously, an incredibly dense chorus of metallic sounds suddenly exploded.

Du Weiguo wielded the floating and sinking blade in his hand, turning it into a ball of light that was impervious to needles and water, instantly shredding all the curved blades that shot towards him.

Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly vulnerable!
"Ugh~" Adil groaned in pain as his control over his object was destroyed, staggering backward as blood spurted from his mouth, nose, and ears.

However, what surprised him the most was not these things, but that his superpower was completely unable to restrain Du Weiguo's movements or control his knife!

Du Weiguo's strength was simply too great, far exceeding his limits.

This feeling is like a child trying to restrain a mad bull; the result is predictable.

"call out!"

Before Adil could even regain his footing, a shard of a scimitar pierced through his shoulder blade, in the exact same spot where Ellie had been injured before.

With his injuries compounded, Adil could no longer support himself. He clutched his shoulder and collapsed to the ground in a sorry state.

After smashing the last curved sword, Du Weiguo deftly put the sword back into its sheath, then looked at him with an expression as if he were an idiot.

"Damn it, with this little bit of skill, you dare to come up to me and bark like a dog? Are you out of your mind?"

As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Upon hearing this, Huo Wei, Ellie, and Joseph all looked somewhat uneasy.

Joseph, in particular, was so ashamed that his face turned bright red, and his fists clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.

Just now, the three of them were helpless against Adil, but Du Weiguo easily crippled him with just one move.

This clearly shows just how big the gap is between them and Du Weiguo; they are clearly on completely different levels.

Adil was quite tough; he struggled to stand up, but not only did he fail, he also spat out another mouthful of blood, staining his chest red.

Even so, he remained seated, trying to appear less disheveled, his eyes blazing as he stared at Du Weiguo, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Why, why are you so amazing?"

Hearing his question, Du Weiguo felt a mix of amusement and exasperation. Could this guy really be mentally challenged?

He lit a cigarette, walked a few steps up to him, and looked down at him:
"Adil, are you some kind of savage living in the mountains? Since you know I'm the God of War, didn't you even bother to find out about my past achievements?"

Adil did not answer the question, but his evasive and confused eyes betrayed his true feelings, clearly indicating that he had been correctly identified.

"Heh~" Du Weiguo scoffed, continuing his mockery:

"Even if you haven't heard of it, didn't that military commander named Repnell tell you?"

"Why is your Indonesia in such a state of chaos and war? It's because I killed your Indonesian tyrant, Suatuo."

"However, I didn't assassinate him. I tore off his dog's head from among thousands of soldiers and hung it on the parliament building in Jakarta."

He paused, took a drag of his cigarette, and glanced at Adil, whose gaze was becoming increasingly unfocused.

"Adil, do you think you're so great? But no matter how great you are, can you defeat a well-organized mechanized force?"

"Don't be silly. Repnir never intended to tell you the truth because he was afraid of scaring you, which would prevent you from working for him."

"I won't allow you to speak of the general like that!"

Adil suddenly roared, his eyes turning red. This guy was still a die-hard loyalist, but trust was gradually crumbling. "Heh~" Du Weiguo sneered, disdainfully saying:

"Idiot, whoever has the bigger fist is right. Do you believe that even if I point my finger at him and curse him to his face, he'll still have to laugh it off?"

"I don't believe it! The general is invincible, and we, the Talon Revolutionary Army, have hundreds of thousands of comrades-in-arms!"

"Stop it, you're still bragging." Du Weiguo's patience ran out, and he waved his hand like he was shooing away flies.

"Get lost! Go back and tell Repnir that my woman has her eye on Kalimantan!"

"He has one week to surrender, hand over his military command, and leave this island. Otherwise, I will personally come and take his head!"

Upon hearing this, Moran's eyes immediately lit up.

To be honest, she would give Du Weiguo a perfect score for his performance; he exuded the aura of a domineering CEO.

A moment later, Adil, clutching his wound, staggered away. Moran approached Du Weiguo, her voice bright and cheerful:

"Shopkeeper, are you just going to let him go like that? Aren't you afraid of letting a tiger return to the mountains?"

Du Weiguo flicked his cigarette butt, rubbed his fingers together, and casually said:
"What kind of tiger is he? At best, he's just a big monkey, not even very bright, he can't cause any trouble."

He was telling the truth, but there was another reason he didn't mention: he couldn't bring himself to punish such a blindly loyal fool.

"Hey~" Moran was amused by him and burst into laughter.

"So you really intend to wait for Repnir to surrender? He will never agree, and he is very likely to choose to burn his bridges and launch a full-scale attack on us regardless of the consequences!"

Du Weiguo rolled his eyes:

"I'm not crazy, why would I be stupid enough to wait for him to surrender, and I won't give him a chance to attack."

At this point, he patted Moran on the shoulder and made a domineering promise:

"Moran, this day next year will be the anniversary of his death, and from today onwards, Kalimantan Island will also be your territory."

Upon hearing this, Moran's eyes lit up with an almost eerie light. She suddenly threw herself into Du Weiguo's arms, her voice so seductive it was almost smoky.

To be honest, Du Weiguo hadn't been this attentive to her in a long time, offering almost his full support, which made her feel somewhat flattered.

"Shopkeeper, you're so kind! I love you to death! The helicopter is all set up. When would you like to depart?"

"Uh~" Du Weiguo's expression froze, and he smiled bitterly.

"Molan, you really are a real shrew! I flew for a whole day and night, and I just landed and got into a fight. Now you don't even let me catch my breath before you're making me work again?"

"Hehe~ How could that be?"

Moran realized she had been a little too eager, so she chuckled and took his arm, pleading in a slightly sweet voice.

"I've already arranged the welcome feast. After you've eaten and drunk your fill, you can get some rest. You can go back to work tonight, no, tomorrow!"

"Forget it, I'm not that lucky," Du Weiguo said, giving her a half-smile.

Then, he turned and waved to Nightshade and Shota, who had already landed:
"Take a 15-minute break, wash your faces, and eat some dry rations. Time waits for no one. Once we've completely finished our work on Kalimantan Island, I'll treat you to a big meal!"

“Yes!” Shota, Kagura, and Mai all responded solemnly, without the slightest complaint or objection.

Nightmare, however, tilted its head and pressed for details:
"Master, what's for our feast? I've heard that Indonesia is famous for its yellowfin tuna, and I love the fattest ones!"

"Damn, you've got a pretty good appetite!"

Du Weiguo slapped it in annoyance, then made a grand promise:
"Alright, after we finish our business, I'll let you eat your fill, Dafei!"

"Awooo~" Upon hearing this, Nightmare's blood boiled and it roared to the sky.

Its appetite is terrifying. If you really want to eat your fill, you'd need to measure it in tons. And to make a ton of fat tuna, you'd need at least a hundred.

However, this was nothing to Du Weiguo, who was rich and powerful. At worst, the remaining tuna meat could be made into military rations, so it wouldn't be a waste.

Taking advantage of a brief moment of respite, Moran leaned close to Du Weiguo's ear and whispered teasingly:

"Wesley, these two Japanese beauties are truly stunning! Their faces and figures are top-notch. Tell me the truth, have you already won them over?"

Moran was quite open-minded about matters of the heart, unlike Miss Hu who was so sour. However, Du Weiguo's face still darkened.

"Take over what? Stop with the nonsense!"

He didn't actually do it, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't have the opportunity. Miss Hu had been too strict with him, and he didn't even have a chance to be alone with Shenwu and Shenle.

"No way?" Moran exaggeratedly covered her mouth:
"Two stunningly beautiful women are constantly around you, and I can tell they're both interested in you. How can you resist? That's not like you at all!"

"What kind of personality do I have? Am I some kind of lecherous monster who rushes at the sight of a beautiful woman?"

Du Weiguo retorted irritably.

Moran's fox-like eyes tilted slightly upwards:

"Mencius said that food and sex are human nature. Who doesn't like beautiful women? Didn't you take the initiative to get close to me because you thought I was pretty?"

Du Weiguo said arrogantly, "Tch, if I remember correctly, back in Beijing, you were the one who pounced on me?"

Recalling the past, Moran couldn't help but sigh:
"That's right, I fell in love with you the moment I saw you!"

"But time really flies! That experience in Beijing feels like it was just yesterday, still so vivid in my mind."

Just as Du Weiguo was about to tease her, Ellie suddenly jogged over and said sternly:

"Boss, the plane is ready, we can take off."

"Okay, let's go."

Du Weiguo patted Mo Lan on the shoulder: "Alright, let's stop here for now. I'll tell you everything when I get back."

Watching his hurried departure, Moran smiled like a little fox who had just stolen a chicken:
"At least you have some conscience this time."

Four o'clock in the afternoon, in the dense forest on the outskirts of Gunomas, Kalimantan.

This is the stronghold of the Talon Revolutionary Army. A division of troops is stationed around the city, along with a self-propelled artillery regiment and an attack helicopter squadron.

Among the weaklings of the Yinni group, such a configuration was already considered luxurious, which explains why it could stand out among a group of warlords.

It must be said that the Talon Revolutionary Army led by Repnir does have some real strength.

At least the troops were stationed in a very orderly manner, and the perimeter security was also arranged in a very organized way. However, in the eyes of Du Weiguo and his freaks, it was not enough. It was as easy as taking candy from a baby.

"Puff~Put~"

In the dense forest, the sound of heavy objects falling over echoed continuously. Whether it was sentry posts, bunkers, visible sentries or hidden sentries, they all fell down in large numbers.

Nightmare, Divine Dance, and Kagura, like three ghosts, moved freely through the dense forest, constantly reaping lives as if they were in an empty place.

Du Weiguo carried his knife case on his back, hands in his pockets, as if strolling leisurely. (End of Chapter)