Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 128 The Same Father and Son

In the boxing gym late at night, the basement was cold and damp, and the water droplets dripping from the walls condensed into cold drops.

Zhang Qian leaned against the cold concrete wall, staring at the people from Jiangnan Industrial in front of him with an expressionless face.

There was neither fear nor regret in his eyes, even though he was tied up now.

The members gathered in a circle, the lighters in their hands flashing scarlet in the dark, their faces distorted and gloomy in the smoke.

Li You pushed the door open and walked in, he looked around.

Yin Xuanyou behind him was dressed neatly and had a scholarly air, but the scars on his face made him look unlucky.

He stood behind Li You, his eyes falling on Zhang Qian's face from time to time.

Li You sat down with a big horse and a golden sword, pulled the rag out of Zhang Qian's mouth and pierced Zhang Qian with his eyes, "Tell me, who wants to kill me?"

Zhang Qian's heart suddenly sank. He lowered his head and his eyes fell on the concrete floor beneath his feet, which was stained with blood left by someone unknown.

There was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice: "I don't know his name."

"You don't know who he is, but you work for him and want to kill me?"

"It's just a payment," Zhang Qian sighed, "The only mistake I made was to underestimate you and walk into that house arrogantly."

He took half of the money, and the remaining half was waiting for him to collect after he killed the man. Blackmailing Li You in the middle of the process was just an idea that came to him suddenly.

He thought killing someone was a simple matter, but he didn't expect to get himself involved.

If Zhang Qian knew that the person he was going to kill was a guy as good at fighting as Li You, he would rather stab the person who gave him the money to death on the spot.

"You won't let me go even if I tell you," Zhang Qian calmed down. "Logically, I shouldn't tell you, but my failure..."

"The source comes from this idiot's intelligence."

Zhang Qian lowered his head. "He is very young and carefree."

"He has narrow eyes, is about the same height as me, and looks like a loser who will die in a woman's belly."

"This is the person who made the deal with me. The other one driving the car is also quite young."

Li You understood and shook his head gently, "This father and son really make me worry."

Zhang Qian grinned, "Since you already know who it is, why don't you give me a quick death?"

Zhang Qian is a cold-blooded guy at heart, even towards himself.

"Hyunwoo," Li You turned and stared at Yin Hyunwoo behind him, "You come."

Yin Xuanyou's breathing became heavier. He had already made some mental preparations on the way here.

If you want to continue working here, this is an inevitable step.

He licked his dry lips nervously and took the dagger handed to him by Quan Jae-joon.

Yin Xuanyou's fingers unconsciously stroked the dagger in his hand. It was the first time he touched such a sharp and cold weapon.

Zhang Qian laughed coldly, "Rookie, kill me, don't be a coward."

Yin Xuanyou's breathing was rapid, and Zhang Qian even curled up a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.

The only thing left in his mind was the sound of his heartbeat and the image of the blade making contact with flesh and blood. Although he had seen many corpses, he had never killed anyone with his own hands.

Yin Xuanyou took a deep breath, gripped the dagger tightly, and slowly walked towards Zhang Qian, his footsteps echoing in the empty basement.

Zhang Qian closed his eyes and waited for fate to decide.

The dagger pierced his body, and blood dripped from the tip of the knife onto the ground, making a dull sound.

The shortcomings of a pure rookie are revealed at this time.

Zhang Qian opened his eyes in pain and screamed, "Shit, you rookie, hurry up!"

Quan Zaijun stepped forward and pointed to a spot on Zhang Qian's neck.

Yoon Hyun-woo kept gasping for breath and swung the knife heavily at this position.

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【The plot of "City of Crime" has ended. 】

[Story Mission: Greedy Wolf (Completed)]

Mission Reward: [Ferocious Follower: Your followers will become more ferocious depending on their personalities]

Li You was stunned, fierce.
He looked around at the faces of the killing team, and they did seem to be more ferocious, with Jeon Jae-joon being particularly prominent.

I can say without hesitation that any child on the street would be scared to tears when seeing this young man who is almost 18 years old.

Yoon Hyun-woo, on the other hand, seemed to have not changed at all, even though the knife in his hand was still dripping with blood.

"It depends on your personality." Li You raised the corner of his lips and patted Yin Xuanyou on the shoulder, "Well done."

There was still Zhang Qian's blood on Yin Xuanyou's face, half of which was covered with blood. He suppressed the discomfort in his stomach and lowered his head to Li You.

“Hyunwoo,” Jeon Jaejun stepped forward and smiled, “Congratulations.”

He patted Yoon Hyunwoo on the back jokingly, "Just need to practice more."

After a few seconds, Yoon Hyun-woo could no longer hold back the discomfort in his stomach. His stomach began to churn, and a strong feeling of nausea surged in his throat.

He turned around, held onto the wall, bent over, and tried to vomit out the nausea, but only air was squeezed out of his lungs.

Yoon Hyunwoo's cheeks twitched, his eyes became wet, and he was almost about to cry.

The surrounding killing team laughed slightly, and Jeon Jae-jun felt a little embarrassed. "It's the first time, so you'll get used to it."

"Jaejun," Li You waved his hand, "Let's go to Zhang Liwen first."

"Zhang Liwen?" Quan Zaijun thought about Zhang Qian's confession and said sternly, "President, should we kill him?"

"We can't touch him for now," Li You laughed contemptuously, "He's a waste anyway, so we can just keep him for a while."

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Let's go to Park's house first and bring him over as well."

"Yes, President."

Park Huichang's suit was full of wrinkles, and he had no intention of taking care of it. He hurried back to his home.

His home is located in the eastern part of the city, on a quiet street.

The light from the porch cast his shadow. As he stepped into the living room, his wife's gentle gaze and his child's smile were his only spiritual comfort.

The aroma of home-cooked meals filled the air at the dining table, and Park Huichang tried his best to force a smile to dispel the sadness on his face.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang at the door. Park Huichang was stunned and a little confused. "I'll go open the door." Park Huichang looked outside the door cautiously, and then froze in place. Outside the door was the youngest mad dog under Li You.

"Jeon Jae-joon"

The doorbell kept ringing, each ring urging him on.

"What's wrong, husband?" Park Huichang's wife called him at the dining table, "Who is it?"

Park Huichang forced a smile and said, "It's a friend. I might have to go out tonight."

The wife nodded. "How about eating out?"

"Ah."

With doubts in his wife and children's eyes, Park Huichang picked up the coat hanging on the wall, gently opened the door and walked out.

"Secretary Park," Jeon Jae-joon looked at him, "our president would like to invite you for a cup of tea."

Park Huichang nodded silently and followed Quan Zaijun's footsteps through the alley.

A black sedan was waiting not far away, its headlights piercing the night sky.

"You take this one," Quan Jae-joon stared at him coldly until he was pushed into the car obediently.

Zhang Shouji, or rather Zhang Liwen's villa.

In the spacious living room, the crystal chandelier casts a hazy light, making it look particularly magnificent.

Zhang Liwen had a smug smile on his face, with a black ribbon tied around his forehead. The two ends of the ribbon were cleverly tied to the back of his head, forming a temporary eye mask.

He stretched out his hand cautiously, trying to feel the vague outline in front of him.

There was a faint fragrance in the air. Several brightly dressed little stars were standing or sitting in different postures, but all of them concealed a hint of panic.

Only Wu Wenying was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, wearing a charming smile.

She was also a small artist before, and was later kept by Zhang Shouji, and now she is hooking up with Zhang Liwen.

Zhang Liwen's every breath was accompanied by the beating of his heart, and his hands moved slowly in the air, trying to capture the subtle movements.

A delicate hand gently touched his palm. He grabbed it hard, but it was just air. Wu Wenying's giggles echoed in his ears.

The air was filled with luxury and indulgence, and she seemed to be enjoying this game of cat and mouse.

“Xiu-hyun!” He grinned, “Don’t be naughty!”

"If I catch you, I'll kill you."

The door of the villa was kicked open, and Quan Jae-joon, wearing a black suit, rushed in first. The members of the murder team held daggers in their hands.

"Shit." Zhang Liwen heard the noise and took off the blindfold. "Quan Quan Zai Jun?"

Quan Zaijun glanced at these women coldly, "Get out."

The women picked up the clothes on the ground and left in a hurry.

When only Zhang Liwen and the killing team were left here, Quan Zaijun went outside and respectfully opened the car door.

"Boss, everything is clean."

Li You walked into the living room of the villa, glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on Zhang Liwen.

"Big brother," Zhang Liwen wiped the sweat from the game just now.

"I wonder today," he thought for a moment, "how can I help?"

Li You picked up a cigarette himself, and Yin Xuanyou, who followed in, went forward to light it.

"Liwen," Li You looked coldly at Zhang Liwen who was standing there, "Am I not your elder brother?"

Seeing Zhang Liwen lower his head, Li You laughed instead, "Actually, it's better not to be your 'big brother'. After all, you even harmed your father."

Li You's words hit his nerves like a sledgehammer, and every question made him breathless.

Zhang Liwen began to panic, sweat mixed with cold sweat on his forehead, and his heart beat as fast as a drum.

"I I just..." He stammered, trying to find a reasonable excuse, but the truth was stuck in his throat and it was difficult to speak.

His eyes began to flicker around, and under the double blow of pressure and fear, Zhang Liwen began to tremble, and Quan Zaijun moved quietly to his side.

"I'm just curious," Li You flicked the cigarette between his lips, "You knew my methods, but you still took the risk."

"Tell me the reason?"

Zhang Liwen knelt down with a plop, "Big brother."

His eyes looked sincere, "I just, I just."

Zhang Liwen saw Park Huichang coming in, and he pointed at Park Huichang in panic, "It's all him!"

As if he had convinced himself, "Yes! It's him!"

Zhang Liwen was terrified. He had not revealed his identity to that long-haired man, so why was he found?
Inwardly, he was thinking, but outwardly, he was accusing, "This dog of Zhang Shouji has been inciting me all along! It's him!"

"Liwen." Park Huichang looked sad, "I clearly told you"

Park Huichang already understood what was going on before the car stopped at the villa.

After they met in the hospital room that day, Lee Woo took away SM Entertainment's shares.

Zhang Liwen didn't care about the industry, but he knew how good Zhang Shouji's vision was in the entertainment industry, and he wanted money.

Lee Yoo takes it away with a humiliating offer.

In fact, the one who wanted to take revenge on Li You the most was Park Huichang himself, but he knew that he couldn't do it, and neither could the emperor. Park Huichang always knew himself.
So when Zhang Liwen had this idea, he had already advised him.

Quan Zaijun pressed Zhang Liwen down on the coffee table, "President?"

Li You smiled and said, "Don't let him die first, teach him a lesson."

"Yes, President."

Two people held down Zhang Liwen. Quan Zaijun grabbed one of his hands and pressed it roughly on the coffee table. The cold blade moved between his fingers.

The blade finally came to rest on the relaxed index and middle fingers.

"Brother!" Zhang Liwen howled like a wild boar, "Brother! Spare me, spare me!"

Before he could finish his words, screams drowned out his pleas for mercy, and two of his fingers were cut off.

(End of this chapter)