Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 116 Song Laogou! (3.9K)

Li You looked indifferent and waved his hand lightly. The killing team of Jiangnan Industrial held sharp blades, and the blades flashed coldly in the moonlight.

Cui Dou Ri grinned, "Shit, charge in!"

The desperadoes pounced on the Busan guys in the manor like wolfhounds. Every flash of the knife was accompanied by a scream, and blood spread on the floor.

The Busan guys began to fight back, and the corridors, gardens, and every corner of the manor became a battlefield.

"Shit!" Song Dong Hyuk was lying on the bed in his pajamas, furious.

"Are you here for nothing?" He scolded security chief Park Quansheng who broke into the bedroom, "You let a bunch of wild dogs rush in from nowhere?"

Park Quansheng didn't look at the naked woman on the bed, even though she was a well-known actress in Busan.

She was so scared that she pulled the quilt to cover her beautiful body.

Park Quansheng lowered his head and said, "Please stay here first, President."

He looked out the window and said, "We can't go out in this situation. We can only stay here."

"Those outside are desperate, and some of them have guns. I can't guarantee that there won't be sneak attacks from behind."

"There are still guns?" Song Donghe's face was gloomy. "What's the situation now?"

"I'm not sure," Park Quansheng shook his head, "but I've called the security building, but it's late at night, so they might be slower to come."

"Slow down?" Song Donghe's face trembled. "Why did I raise you?"

"As long as I live, I will do my best to keep you safe."

The former tranquility and luxury are gone, replaced by chaos and smoke, and the flowers and green grass in the garden have been trampled beyond recognition.

The fragrance in the air in the past is now mixed with the smell of blood that is everywhere.

The petals were pierced by the bullets and fell down like wounded butterflies.

Jeon Jae-jun pushed a Busan guy into the flowers, stepped on the petals, and kept stabbing his chest and abdomen with the dagger in his hand.

He pushed the corpse to the ground, pulled out a dagger, and brought out a handful of blood.

"Hahaha," Quan Jae-jun laughed and licked the blood on the blade. The smell of blood seemed to activate some strange taste in him.

"Bang!" The unique gunshot was deafening, and Quan Jae-jun only felt the bullet passing by his ear.

He looked up and saw Li You with a calm expression. Quan Zaijun looked back and saw a Busan man lying on the ground with the knife in his hand falling to the ground and one of his eyes turned into a dark hole.

Jeon Jae-joon grinned, "President."

"Pay more attention."

Li You nodded toward the sky and slowly walked into the oriental-style corridor.

[Death Warning] An abrupt reminder is given that if you continue to move forward slowly, fatal gunfire will come out of the dark muzzle of the gun at the corner.

He did it on purpose.

Li You shook his head, dodged quickly, and fired towards the location indicated by the [Death Warning].

The sudden appearance of a figure scared the Busan guy in the corner so much that he shivered.

Quan Jae-joon was behind him and saw Li You's prescient shot.

Gunshots rang out, Jeon Jae-jun looked up and saw that the Busan man hiding at the corner had fallen down.

"President." Quan Zaijun's eyes were fanatical.

Since the last assassination attempt, Li You developed this method of application. All he had to do was deceive himself.

It can’t be said that I’m lying, I’m really moving forward, it’s just that I have better control over my body.

[Death warning] has become his instinct, and he will give reminders without hesitation.

"That gun is yours."

"Thank you, President!" Quan Jae-jun's eyes were fanatical. He rushed over to pick up the pistol, touched the corpse several times and then took the bullet away.

In the banquet hall, the crystal chandeliers were shaking, making tinkling sounds, and the exquisite porcelain and furniture were riddled with bullet holes.

Wang Wu and his companions rushed in from another route, but were blocked at the stairs by several armed bodyguards of the other side and could not go up to the second floor.

Now that the two sides are confronting each other, the house has become quiet.

"What should we do?" Wang Wu asked Lao Liu in a low voice.

"There's nothing I can do."

The corridor on the second floor was exceptionally quiet. The bodyguards looked alert, their guns pointed closely at the staircase.

Li You quietly climbed the first half of the stairs. Wang Wu was startled and asked, "Boss?"

Li You looked at the back half of the stairs that faced the gunpoint around the corner and wanted to walk in normally, but the [Death Warning] was activated.

The scene before my eyes was that I had turned into a sieve, and it seemed that there was no way out.

Li You grinned and said, "How about this?"
Bullet time, activated!
A reward from the "Youngest Son of a Chaebol Family" stage mission, a blue special entry [Bullet Time: Focus your attention and enter the Bullet Time state]

This entry also absorbs [Subtle observation: slightly increase dynamic vision and static vision].

He stepped closer and swept his cold eyes across the faces of the three armed bodyguards at the second-floor stairs.

The bodyguards looked indifferent, their fingers were already slightly pulling the trigger, but in the next moment.
Time seemed to freeze, and ripples spread out in Li You's pupils. The world around him was stretched and slowed down, like a series of still pictures.

The surrounding noise gradually disappeared, leaving only the sound of heartbeat and breathing echoing in his ears.

His heartbeat was unusually violent, and every beat was accompanied by the sound of blood rushing through his veins.

Li You's body began to enter a state of overload for ordinary people, releasing huge amounts of energy.

The silver pistol looked exceptionally cold in his hand, reflecting the dim light from the chandelier.

Li You seemed to be connected by an invisible thread. His sight moved along the thread and locked onto the nearest bodyguard.

His fingers slowly pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out as his fingers squeezed. You could even see the bullet being fired, but no sound was heard.

In bullet time, Li You's figure naturally exuded elegance, and his expression was calm, as if the shooting just now was just a breath.

Li You calmly changed the target three times, and each time he fired, a bullet shot out of the muzzle.

Throughout the whole process, Li You's breathing and heartbeat maintained a strange rhythm, as if he was dancing with death.

With a gunshot, the world around them returned to normal speed.

What should have been three gunshots merged into one, the whistling sound of the bullet cutting through the air echoed in the bodyguard's ears, and then the bodies of the three men were jerked back by the impact of the bullets.

A flash of red and white quickly spread behind their heads.

Li You stopped [Bullet Time]. His brain felt a little uncomfortable and his spirit felt a little tired, but his strong body told him that he could still do it.

If an ordinary person performs this behavior in such an almost super-accelerated state, his body may collapse.

The next second, Choi Doo-il bumped into Li You. He stared at the three bodyguards lying on the ground, feeling dizzy.

If he failed to grab his president for just one second, Choi Do-il would have been ready to rush out and block the bullet.

As a result, his president took this second to step forward and fired three shots, killing everyone?
"Why did you bump into me?" Li You had a smile in his eyes.

"Ahem," Cui Douri said embarrassedly. He wanted to throw him down to block the bullet, but he failed and ended up falling over. He touched his head and fell silent.

Wang Wu and his companions rushed to the second floor, checked the fatal wound and looked at each other in surprise.

They could not wait to be surprised, as they stood up and quickly began to search the second floor.

When the corridor connected to the lobby on the second floor, Li You pulled the reckless Cui Dou Ri back.

The bullet hit the corner of the wall, splashing out a piece of white wall paint.

"Shit." Cui Dou Ri was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"I know you're anxious," Li You shook his head helplessly, "but don't be anxious yet."

"Old..." Wang Wu hesitated for a moment, "President, can you show us again?"

Li You looked at him with a smile, "Want to learn?"

"That's not the case." Wang Wu smiled awkwardly, "It's just that I seem to have seen this kind of scene of shooting people. Does it look familiar?"

"Are you familiar with it?" Li You looked at him.

"You know we are killers," Wang Wu scratched his head, "Although we come to Korea the most, we have been to other countries before."

Li You was stunned for a moment, "Go back and tell me in detail."

He fulfilled Wang Wu's wish, concentrated his attention, and naturally entered bullet time, locking onto the security chief he had met before.

Rather than saying this is a skill, it is more like he will naturally enter this state after concentrating.

Park Quansheng only felt that his fingers were particularly stiff today. Although he clearly saw the other party pulling the trigger, his brain could not react at all.

Done
Park Quansheng, who died with his eyes open, only fired one shot from the gun in his hand from beginning to end, and that shot did not hit Choi Doo-il.

After stopping the bullet time, Li You didn't feel any discomfort this time, as if his brain had adapted to it.

He stepped over Park Jeon-seong's body and knocked on the bedroom door.

"Total victory?" An old voice came out, "Is it resolved?"

Li You remembered this voice. Last year, he had stood there like a minion, allowing him to choose.

I was twenty that year and stood like a minion.

He smiled, "I'm not completely victorious."

The bedroom was as silent as death.

Li You grinned, his chest shaking with laughter, and waved his hand, "Get him out."

Cui Douri kicked the door open, but saw the black muzzle of a gun, and he immediately drew back. "Shit."

The sound of gunfire echoed in the bedroom. The old man, who hadn't exercised for a long time, fired a shot, which made his wrist numb. Song Donghe trembled, "Who are you?!"

Seeing that Li You did not give any other orders, Cui Dou Ri rushed in.

A woman's scream was heard inside, and two gunshots were heard.

But a moment later, Choi Doo-il came out holding one arm and dragging the unconscious Song Dong-hyuk with the other hand.

He forced a smile, "President."

"Let's go." Li You moved his eyes away from the oil painting on the wall.

"President," Choi Doo-il pointed into the bedroom, feeling a little embarrassed.

Li You glanced inside and shook his head slightly. In the luxurious bedroom, the gorgeous crystal chandelier emitted a soft light, shining on the smooth wooden floor.

The woman's figure looked particularly soft and beautiful under the dim light. The woman, wearing only underwear, hugged the silk on the bed. The thin fabric stuck to her skin, making her trembling movements particularly obvious.

"She saw our faces, Doori." Li You smiled and patted Cui Doori's shoulder.

Choi Doo-il nodded heavily and picked up the pistol he had taken from Song Dong-hyuk.

Li You turned and left, and Wang Wu pulled the unconscious Song Donghe up and stuffed a piece of Song Donghe's own pajamas into his mouth.

They walked out of the hall, and the sound of gunfire was particularly conspicuous in the quiet room.

Cui Dou Ri walked out with big strides and caught up with Li You and the others.

The killing in the yard was over, and Xu Zhonglie was dealing with the remaining Busan guys. He carefully examined the corpses and casually wiped the neck of a seriously injured Busan guy.

Until he confirmed that there were no survivors.

Li You opened the car door himself, and after getting in, he adjusted his seat and tilted his head slightly. He saw Choi Doo-il struggling to stuff Song Dong-hyuk into the trunk, and then closed the trunk lid with an expressionless face.

Xu Zhonglie sat in the driver's seat, tapping the steering wheel with his other hand. When Li You nodded to indicate that he was ready, he started the car. The roar of the engine suddenly sounded, shaking the air as if it was trembling.

“President,” Choi Doo-il said, looking down, “you will be able to see the fireworks soon.”

Li You passed by him and said, "Bandage your wound."

Cui Douri looked ashamed and said, "Yes, President."

He didn't help Li You in the hall, and he got injured while catching a useless old man. He also lost a life because of his negligence.

The car didn't drive far.

A deafening roar broke the silence, and the two-story building standing in the night instantly became the focus.

The light pierced the darkness, flames shot up into the sky, and the raging flames, accompanied by billowing smoke, illuminated the surrounding night sky as if it were daytime.

Glass windows were shattering like rain, and the sound was particularly harsh amid the roar of the explosion.

The raging fire began to lick every corner of the manor like a man-eating beast. The wooden balconies and exquisitely carved railings were twisted and deformed in the flames, making crackling sounds.

Wang Wu was choked by the thick smoke. He looked at the gasoline spilled all over the manor and quickly slipped into the van waiting for him at the door.

Lao Liu stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

The support that Song Donghe had been waiting for finally arrived, but he could only see thick smoke billowing from the manor, drifting into the night sky and merging with the flames.

The houses inside had begun to collapse and crack in the fire, with dazzling sparks flying everywhere.

"Shit." The Busan guys' faces were as pale as paper, and the shock in their eyes was illuminated by the firelight.

The once luxurious residence is now just ruins surrounded by flames.

"Go in and find the president!"

That's right
The heat wave from the explosion distorted the air, and the temperature was so high that it was difficult for people to get close, let alone put out the fire.

After the words were spoken, few people moved.

Li You turned his head in the car, looked at the manor collapsing in the flames, smiled with satisfaction, and took a puff of the cigarette in his hand comfortably.

"How many died?"

Xu Zhonglie hesitated for a moment, "Nineteen dead, eleven left."

"Is Jeon Jae-joon alive?"

(End of this chapter)