Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 181: Jin Jiunan's Escape
The lights of the metropolis of Seoul flicker in the night, and the streets are crowded with cars and people.

In the bustling city, Jin Jiunan was awkwardly moving between the shadows of the tall buildings.

His face was pale, his breathing was rapid, and the pain in his body kept reminding him of the danger.

The occasional sirens were like flames chasing Jin Jiunan.

Jin Jiunan's chest heaved violently as he stumbled into the narrow alley and hid behind a row of trash cans.

His heartbeat was as regular as a drum. The shops on the street outside the alley were brightly lit, and the sounds of people talking and laughing seemed to warn Jin Jiunan, causing him to shrink his body like a frightened bird, only to touch the wound again.

Kim Jiu-nam touched Kim Seung-hyun's thumb in his pocket, which was a sign that he had completed the task.

Jin Jiunan knew that he was not a good person. When he was in Yanbian, he drove a taxi and did odd jobs to earn money. Whenever he earned a little, he would go to the mahjong hall and lose it all.

He finally borrowed some money and sent his wife Li Huazi to work in South Korea, as he heard that the wages there were high.

He originally thought that he could wait for the money at home, but his wife Li Huazi disappeared after she arrived here. She never sent him a penny, and never even called him. They lost contact from then on.

He is both a gambler and a killer, so he is naturally not a good person, but he wants to find out what is going on.

Why is there no news?
But when he came to South Korea, he was in a completely different situation. Jin Jiunan yelled in his heart that he clearly didn't kill the professor surnamed Jin. Now he was wanted by the fucking police.

He thought of the bald man he met on the road today, and the address he found by following the man. Jin Jiunan, with bloodshot eyes, turned his head and limped towards the address.

The limping figure seemed unusually tenacious. After finding the address in his memory, Jin Jiunan's legs were already numb from the pain. He pounded on the door with his fists, making a clanging sound.

Not far from him, there was a white truck filled with the fishy smell of seafood.

After the door was opened, a middle-aged man with slightly sparse hair opened it. He was wearing a faded blue work suit. His skin was tanned by wind and sun, and his hands were covered with thick calluses.

"Who are you?" The bald middle-aged man smelled of alcohol and pushed Jin Jiunan. "Are you looking for death?"

Jin Jiunan stared at him silently, which made him feel a little creepy. The middle-aged man muttered as he saw his face and body clearly. The scars and dust on them made the man's expression change.

The sound of TV news echoed throughout the room and the screen flickered, but Jin Jiunan's eyes were fixed on the balding man's slightly panicked face.

The bald man turned around and tried to retreat back into the room, but was thrown to the ground by Jin Jiunan. Jin Jiunan held up a photo, and Li Huazi in the photo was smiling. "You know her, right?"

The bald man shook his head, "I don't know him!"

Jin Jiunan picked up the wine bottle next to him and smashed it hard on the man's head. The balding middle-aged man did not die, but just fainted.

He tied him up with a rope from the truck and closed the door after entering.

Jin Jiunan walked silently in this small two-bedroom house and finally stopped in front of a wardrobe. On the shelf next to the wardrobe there was a framed photo. It was a photo of his daughter.

His and Li Huazi's daughter is now fostered by his father. Jin Jiunan's eyes are red and scary. He holds the photo tightly and pours cold water on the balding middle-aged man to wake him up.

"Where is Li Huazi?"

"I do not recognize!"

"Where is Li Huazi?!" Jin Jiunan held his daughter's photo album in one hand and a knife in the other. "Where is she?"

The bald middle-aged man looked at him carefully, and suddenly sneered, "I understand, you are her husband in Yanbian, right?"

The bald middle-aged man was no longer afraid of the knife. "During the time I lived with her, I introduced her to a job and gave her money.
Then she actually said something. She wanted to go back to China? To find her husband?"

"Let me think about it," the bald middle-aged man grinned, "That incompetent husband who borrowed money to send his wife to Korea to make money, couldn't it be you?"

"Where is she?" Jin Jiunan suppressed his anger.
Lies don't hurt, truth is the knife.

"Dead." The bald middle-aged man said sarcastically, "You will die too."

After all, Jin Jiunan was not a professional killer, and his kidnapping skills were a bit poor. The bald man broke free from the ropes at some point and punched him in the face.

The glass of the photo frame in Jin Jiunan's hand shattered and the knife fell out.

As the two men scrambled for the dagger, the bald man, who had the advantage in strength, mocked him sarcastically, "Do you know how she died? I killed her!"

Jin Jiunan's eyes widened.

"I provide her with good food and drink. What use is she to me except her body?" The bald man rode on Jin Jiunan and pressed the knife down, with the tip of the knife about to pierce Jin Jiunan's throat. "Still want to run? I'll kill her!"

Jin Jiunan roared in pain, touched the wine glass beside him and smashed it on the bald man's head. He took advantage of the man falling to the ground, snatched the knife and stabbed it into the man's body.

Even though the man stopped resisting, Jin Jiunan still stabbed him more than a dozen times to vent his anger.

After sitting in a pool of blood for a long time, Jin Jiunan finally calmed down. He went to the bathroom to wash off the dust and blood on his body and saw women's underwear hanging on the windowsill.

The bald man had just killed Li Huazi a few days ago and had no time to pack up her things, so Jin Jiunan arrived late.

After packing up some necessary things, Jin Jiunan went out, started the white seafood truck, and headed towards the Lishui smuggling dock.

That was the route back home that Boss Mian arranged for him.

At this time in Jiangnan Security, Quan Zaijun had already asked the Yanbian customer in South Korea about the name of this boss: Mian Zhenghe.

It was Mian Zhenghe, who was nicknamed the Yanbian God of War. Quan Zaijun forced out the details of Mian Zhenghe's power, and found that he now controlled almost all the smuggling boats in Yanbian, making a terrifying profit.

Jin Dongxue watched from the side, and the Yanbian customer who was beaten until his nose was bleeding glared at him.

"What are you looking at!" Jin Dongxue coughed, "If you weren't meddling, why would we be here?"

An employee ran in and whispered to Jeon Jae-jun. Jeon Jae-jun remained calm, nodded, and stepped forward, "Chairman Nim, we found the murderer."

Jeon Jae-jun glanced at Kim Dong-hak and said, "He drove a white seafood truck and hasn't left Seoul yet. Judging from the direction he's heading, he might be heading towards Yeosu."

"The rampant illegal immigration in Lishui may indeed be a way out arranged by Mian Zhenghe for him."

Just now they checked his cell phone, and there was no contact information for Mian Zhenghe. Li You narrowed his eyes and squatted in front of the Yanbian customer, "Mian Zhenghe's contact information is not important to you. You can survive if you tell him."

The Yanbian customer lowered his head and said, "I didn't contact him either. I contacted a person from Lishui."

"From Lishui?" Li You didn't expect there would be a middleman. "What's your name?"

"Park Do-hyun, the biggest snakehead in Lishui."

"." Li You fell silent for a moment. He knew Park Daoxian and they even had some conflicts.

When investigating the whereabouts of Yanbian F4, namely Wang Wu and his gang, they traced back to Park Daoxian, who was also the biggest smuggling boss in Lishui.

Li You knew that Mian Zhenghe didn't want Jin Jiunan to return to Yanbian alive, which could save a lot of money. Anyway, Jin Jiunan was not a killer under Mian Zhenghe, but just an outsider.

Compared to Mian Zhenghe who gave Jin Jiunan an empty address in the movie, Li You believes that Mian Zhenghe and other Lishui people killed Jin Jiunan.

Thinking of the mission of "The Yellow Sea" which requires ending all killings, Li You thought about it.

University professor Kim Seung-hyun is already dead, and bank manager Kim Dong-hak is in his hands. The Yanbian God of War Mian Zhenghe is easy to hook. Just find two waves of cannon fodder to kill him, and he will deliver the goods to Seoul.

The key figures left in Huanghai include Jin Jiunan, the owner of the logistics company Jin Taiyuan, and the newly emerged middleman and human trafficker Park Daoxian.

"Go and call Wang Wu and the others over," Li You ordered.

They had dormitories at Jiangnan Security, and soon Wang Wu and the others stood in front of Li You.

"You are responsible for bringing him back," Li You narrowed his eyes, "If he resists strongly, you can kill him."

"Yes, President Nim."

Li You turned his gaze to Quan Zaijun, "You take people with you and go with Wang Wu and the others, but your target is not Jin Jiunan, but the snakehead."

"President-nim," Jeon Jae-jun grinned, "Don't care about life or death?"

Apparently, this embryo killer enjoyed himself.

Li You nodded, "As you wish."

Jin Jiunan stepped on the accelerator, and the truck roared out of Seoul and headed towards Lishui, intending to smuggle back to China using the address given to him by Mian Zhenghe.

Amid the roar of the truck, Jin Jiunan's arm muscles tensed up, and the pain in his body didn't seem to be that painful anymore.

But just as his night of escape was about to end, a black car appeared behind the truck following him. Since he was driving a truck, he could not speed up to shake off the car, which made him terrified.

In the rearview mirror, the black car was following closely like a shadow, causing Jin Jiunan's heart to tighten.

The wind whistled through the gaps in the truck, ruffling his already messy hair, but it couldn't blow away the anxiety in his heart.

But fortunately he was driving a truck and was not stopped by a light car.
Draft? What is that?
Wang Wu held the steering wheel firmly with both hands and accelerated to the side of the white truck. He looked through the windshield in front of him, focusing intently on the winding road.

The glass of the windows on all four sides had long been fallen, allowing the wind to howl in unrestrainedly.

F4's other three, Lao Mao, Shou Hou and Lao Liu, had messy hair and were waving to Jin Jiunan. They had cynical smiles on their faces and the black pistols in their hands were shining in the dim light of the early morning.

Jin Jiunan's face turned pale in an instant, his eyes flickered, and he stared at the approaching vehicles nervously.

When did I offend someone who used a gun?

In panic, he slammed his foot on the accelerator, and the speed of the car suddenly increased with the sharp sound of tires rubbing against the ground, which actually made him speed up a bit.

"What should we do?" The skinny monkey retracted his head, his eyebrows furrowed, and a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

His voice was not very clear amid the howling wind. "We called him, but he ignored us and even sped up!"

"It doesn't matter," Lao Liu grinned, his eyes rolling slyly, "Even though we can't stop him with our car, he will always stop. Ask him if he has enough gas?"

Lao Mao immediately stuck his head out and shouted, "Hey! Is there enough gasoline?"

Jin Jiunan glanced at the fuel gauge, his face ashen. He forgot to check whether that bastard had refueled the car when he got in, and it was almost gone.

Two cars roared, one after the other, rushing towards Lishui City.

(End of this chapter)