Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 302 Revenge! The End of Choi Moo-jin!

"Yes, President Nim," Jeon Jae-jun held the phone and nodded continuously, "I understand."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Yoon Ji-woo in front of him with a smile, "Are you ready?"

"I'm ready," Yoon Ji-woo said with a tense expression, his eyes never leaving Jeon Jae-jun, "We can start anytime."

"Then get ready, but before that you need the help of another thing," Quan Jae-joon smiled and led her to the top floor of Kinmen Security.

The sunlight shines through the windows, illuminating the corridors of Kinmen Security, which are in excellent order.

Yoon Ji-woo was already very familiar with this place, and she didn't understand why Jeon Jae-joon was taking her through these familiar places.

But revenge was imminent, and Yoon Ji-woo followed Jeon Jae-joon without hesitation.

After reaching the top floor, to Yoon Ji-woo's surprise, Jeon Jae-joon did not take her to any secret place. There was nothing here, just an ordinary elevator.

"What's here?" Yoon Ji-woo asked.

"What is it?" Quan Zaijun smiled, "You will know soon."

He pressed the elevator open and held down the elevator's safety alarm button for two minutes. When the alarm no longer sounded in the elevator, Jeon Jae-joon let go.

Then he pressed a series of floor buttons, which looked like entering a password to Yoon Ji-woo. In fact, Jeon Jae-joon was just entering a password.

"Only the president has the authority to change the password," Jeon Jae-jun smiled, "So far, the president has only changed the password once. Only those who are absolutely loyal know this string of numbers."

The elevator began to descend suddenly, reaching the deepest level.

The elevator door opened, and what came into view was a corridor illuminated by white lights and a thick metal door. Quan Zaijun was now like a tour guide, sharing these simple messages, "This is the most advanced security door in the world, and only three people have the authority to open this door."

"The president and I," Quan Zaijun said with some regret, "and Minister Zheng, you probably haven't met him."

"What is stored here?" Even Yoon Ji-woo, who was eager for revenge, became curious.

Yoon Ji-woo followed Jeon Jae-joon's footsteps, walked through the bright corridor, and came to the safe door.

"You'll know when you come in," Quan Jae-joon turned the nine-digit combination lock on the security door, and the heavy metal door slowly opened.

With a heavy metal friction sound, the huge metal door was slowly opened.

Jeon Jae-joon looked at her and smiled, "Welcome to the Arsenal."

Yoon Ji-woo's attention has been attracted by the guns and ammunition behind him. Her pupils are dilating and an inexplicable expectation is rising in her heart.

This can be said to be a world of iron and fire. Rifles and pistols of various models are neatly arranged on steel racks, with bullet boxes dotted in between.

Yoon Ji-woo actually doesn't know anything about guns, but she knows that in the bustling city of Seoul, these things mean illegality and danger.

Even the Kinmen security’s overt training did not involve any firearms training.

Jeon Jae-joon grinned and excitedly introduced the warehouse's security measures, but Yoon Ji-woo had trouble concentrating.

Yoon Ji-woo just wanted to know what it felt like to kill Choi Moo-jin with these weapons.

As she was thinking, Quan Jae-joon stuffed a pistol emitting a cold glow into her hand. Yoon Ji-woo could feel the coldness of the weapon in her hand, and could imagine it roaring in the firelight. She also knew more clearly what it would look like when it shot a bullet into a person's head. After all, her father was shot and killed by Choi Moo-jin through a door.

Yoon Ji-woo's eyes quickly swept over every detail of the pistol in his hand, trying to find a hint of familiarity in this cold weapon.

Jeon Jae-joon was still somewhat excited. He explained to Yoon Ji-woo the security measures in the warehouse and the importance of gun management, but Yoon Ji-woo could no longer take his attention away from the gun in his hand.

Jeon Jae-joon also noticed Yoon Ji-woo's gaze. There was a hint of meaning in his eyes, but he didn't say much.

"You really came at a good time," Quan Zaijun grinned, "In the past, as a newcomer, would you still want to use a gun? You are just dreaming."

"You can just use that one," Quan Zaijun smiled, "There is a storage point outside, and people only come here when new guns are issued."

Yoon Ji-woo was silent for a while, then raised his head and asked, "Can we go now?"

Quan Zaijun was stunned for a moment, then he opened his mouth wide and smiled with satisfaction, "Of course, Ansan City is not close to here."

In the president's office, Li You looked quietly at the information in his hand with a cold look in his eyes.

Choi Moo-jin is a very scheming guy. He has previously colluded with the Japanese Otomo group and even the Sanno-kai, which is above the Otomo group.

After Li You asked him to cut off contact with the forces in Japan, Cui Wuzhen did so, but what followed was... After this period of stability, Cui Wuzhen got in touch with someone again.

Jang Dae-sung, the King of Jeju Island.

Zhang Dacheng is the real local tyrant of Jeju Island. He also has a close relationship with the Sanwangkai and it is unknown whether they have reached a cooperation in private.

Just two days ago, the people who were monitoring Choi Moo-jin sent back news that Choi Moo-jin and Jang Dae-sung had connected through some common interests in Japan.

Instead, they became mutual friends.

If Cui Wuzhen had reported the situation wisely, perhaps Li You would not have taken his life so early.

But it was obvious that Cui Wuzhen did not understand and tried hard to hide it from Li You.

"Then I'll just ask you to die first," Li You narrowed his eyes. "After you die, I'll go find this Zhang Dacheng and ask him to explain what it means to reach out to Gyeonggi Province."

When Jeon Jae-joon and Yoon Ji-woo brought their people to Ansan City, night had already fallen and the street lights cast some eerie shadows.

The Liber Hotel, as the lair of the Dongchuan Gang and Cui Wuzhen, is still lit with a gloomy light as before.

Yoon Ji-woo has a good memory. She still remembers the two people at the door. They are the same two who guarded the door last time.

"Are you ready?" Quan Zaijun's smile disappeared, but his excitement could still be vaguely seen. "It's easy to kill someone with what you have in your hand, but not everyone has the courage to pull the trigger."

He said to himself, "It doesn't matter if you haven't used it before. As long as you feel it, it's just killing people."

Yoon Ji-woo nodded silently and was about to open the car door, but Jeon Jae-jun grabbed him and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Yin Zhiyou frowned and said, "Kill them."

"Are you stupid?" Quan Zaijun measured the distance. "It's still quite a distance from the door. Are you planning to walk over there with a gun in hand?"

The car started again, and the guards at the entrance of the Liber Hotel breathed a sigh of relief. They also noticed the car that had been parked not far away for a long time and were ready to go forward to inquire. It was just right for them to leave now.

But then, they were a little surprised to see the car drive to the door. When the window was lowered, they saw a familiar face, "You are..."

One of them recognized Yoon Ji-woo, but he didn't know Yoon Ji-woo's name. He just smiled and said, "Are you two from Kinmen here to see President Nim?"

"Come closer," Quan Jae-joon waved at him on the other side of the back seat. As the guard got closer, he saw the black muzzle of the gun and cold sweat broke out on his body.

"Come here and tell me first," Quan Zaijun waved his gun, "You seem to have a lot of surveillance cameras?"

"Yes," the guard said stiffly, "This hotel is full of surveillance cameras, and the president's office has also received the signal. We are now..." "How much do you get per month?"

Hearing Jeon Jae-joon's sudden change of words, the guard looked confused, but he still answered subconsciously and said a very low number.

Quan Zaijun sneered, "Come to Jinmen and be a security guard. You can earn more than you are standing here now. You only earn so little money a month. Why are you risking your life?"

The guard was almost crying, his mouth open but no words came out.

The other guard behind him was not so lucky. He just felt that something was wrong with his companion and wanted to go forward to check the situation, but was shot in the forehead by Quan Jae-jun.

The body of the guard who was shot went limp immediately, and the lucky guard also went limp. He lay shivering on the ground, not daring to make any big movements, and unable to make any big movements.

Soon, noises were heard from inside the hotel, and apparently someone had seen the shooting through surveillance.

Quan Jae-jun easily removed the silencer and fired a shot into the sky. The gunshot broke the silence of the night. Soon the roaring sound of the engine was heard, getting closer and closer.

When the Dongchuan gang members arrived at the door, the Kinmen security personnel also happened to rush over in a car, and a gunfight was about to break out.

The magnificent Liber Hotel seemed particularly out of place in the night on this remote street. Now that the gunfight had begun, the entrance of the Liber Hotel had become the center of the gunfight.

The dim light at the door reflected the cold luster of the guns, and sharp and rapid gunshots continued to ring out, like the devil's call piercing the night sky.

The Dongchuan Gang in the hotel responded quickly. As time went on, the gun battle in front of the hotel became more and more intense.

The Kinmen security guards had the upper hand, but every time they pulled the trigger they were ruthless and showed no mercy.

The Dongchuan Gang, the defending party in the hotel, seemed increasingly overwhelmed. After all, they had weak firepower and not many guns, and soon left behind a lot of corpses. As the dead fell, their breathing began to become slowly heavy, and the anxiety and uneasiness in their eyes intensified as the ammunition decreased. Finally, they began to flee into the hotel.

The hotel's door was forcibly broken open by Golden Gate security, glass shards flew everywhere, and resistance seemed futile under their fierce attack.

Kinmen security personnel poured into the hotel like a tide, and their footsteps kept echoing on the marble floor.

The lights inside the hotel flickered in the flames of war, and the faces of the Dongchuan Gang executives on the top floor of the hotel were filled with fear and despair.

"Boss! Stop drinking!" A senior executive glared, "What should we do!"

"What should we do?" Cui Wuzhen lowered his eyes. He didn't want to live anymore. He took another sip of red wine. "Isn't this the law of the jungle that we have been experiencing?"

"It's just that the Kinmen Group chose the most primitive and violent way to tell us the truth that the strong prey on the weak."

Listening to Cui Wuzhen's calm words, the senior executive who was speaking gritted his teeth, realizing that Cui Wuzhen had become mentally unstable after killing his brother. He stretched out his legs to run outside, but was immediately shot by Cui Wuzhen.

The Kinmen security personnel have begun to move quickly in the corridors of the hotel like ghosts. Their steps are steady and swift, and they are ruthless and well-coordinated. They are quickly clearing out those members of the Dongchuan Gang who are unwilling to kneel and beg for mercy.

Some diehard members of the Dongchuan Gang fought back desperately, but their fighting power was like a child playing in the water compared to the elites of Kinmen Security, and they posed no real threat.

Once such a rebel appears, the Kinmen security personnel will immediately empty the magazine, letting the shells jump on the ground, making crisp sounds, to absolutely prevent any risk from occurring.

The luxuriously decorated lobby of the Liber Hotel is now in chaos. There are no ordinary waiters and guests here, so there is no need to worry about these people running around in panic and affecting the operation.

Jeon Jae-joon and Yoon Ji-woo acted together. The first thing they did when they came in was to make the crystal chandelier explode under the muzzle of the gun, eliminating the light source. The fragments of the chandelier fell like cold raindrops.

Blood and glass fragments began to mix together and spread on the ground that should have been smooth.

In the dark, Yoon Ji-woo and Jeon Jae-joon did not cooperate with each other. They just shuttled among the members of the Dongchuan Gang, and every shot was accurate and deadly.

The wallpaper fluttered under the bullets, and the originally luxurious decoration became dilapidated. People from the Dongchuan Gang fell one after another in the hall, blood spread on the carpet, and the air was filled with a very strong smell of blood.

The two of them walked through the hallway, and Yoon Ji-woo stood there, his eyes dazed and his hands trembling slightly.

She is not Jeon Jae-joon, who can remain calm even when killing someone for the first time. Although she did not have to face the corpses just now and only needed to keep pulling the trigger or breaking necks, the feeling of killing has been engraved in Yoon Ji-woo's bones.

"How do you feel?" Jeon Jae-jun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you still getting used to it?"

Yoon Ji-woo looked at the blood on his body and nodded silently, "I can still do it."

"Are you still okay?" Quan Zaijun smiled, "That's not bad, but you're going to kill someone face to face, I don't know if you can hold it in."

They took the elevator and went to the top floor. There were no guards there and it was surprisingly quiet. The heavy door of the president's office was easily pushed open by the two of them.

Cui Wuzhen was sitting behind a large desk, his eyes revealing a hint of intoxication.

Jeon Jae-jun and Yoon Ji-woo looked at the bodies on the ground and couldn't help but feel angry and surprised. Jeon Jae-jun was the angry one. He pulled out his gun angrily and said, "Shit, you ruined Chairman Nim's plan."

"I was about to die," Choi Moo-jin took another sip of red wine, "Why can they follow Chairman Lee and enjoy all the good things?"

Cui Wuzhen killed all the high-ranking members of the Dongchuan Gang present and made them be buried with him.

Under Yoon Ji-woo's cold gaze, Choi Moo-jin laughed instead, "Ji-woo, it seems you already know."

Yoon Ji-woo took a step forward and pointed the gun at his forehead.

There was no fear in Cui Wuzhen's eyes. He knew his fate was sealed. Cui Wuzhen just smiled and said, "Jinghao and I are really the best of brothers."

"You killed him."

"An official is an official, and a thief is a thief. If he wants to arrest me, I can only kill him."

Yoon Ji-woo nodded silently, and Choi Moo-jin suddenly raised his pistol and wanted to point it at Yoon Ji-woo.

Yoon Ji-woo's eyes reflected the cold moonlight coming in through the window behind Choi Moo-jin. The moment she pulled the trigger, time seemed to freeze in her eyes, and she seemed to be able to see a slow-motion shot of the bullet hitting Choi Moo-jin's forehead.

After the dull gunshot, Cui Wuzhen fell down, and the Dongchuan Gang in Ansan City collapsed tonight.

Choi Wu-jin's body fell limply on the large office desk. Jeon Jae-jun walked forward and shook Choi Wu-jin's pistol with a look of surprise.

Yoon Ji-woo stood there in a daze, feeling empty after getting her revenge.

(Yoon Ji-woo)

"It's over," Jeon Jae-jun calmly put away Choi Moo-jin's pistol, "The street cleaners will come to clean it up, and we can leave now."

After hearing what Jeon Jae-joon said, Yoon Ji-woo came back to his senses and nodded silently. Yes, he also wanted to repay the president's kindness.

On the way back, Quan Jae-jun called Li You and respectfully told him the current situation.

"There are many people who want to take over. We can just pick someone to support," Li You smiled. In his opinion, it was childish for Cui Wuzhen to kill those senior executives before his death. "It's just a little trouble. It was just his last obsession."

"Also, during the day tomorrow, announce this news to the entire Gyeonggi Province underground," Li You said in a leisurely tone, but the meaning behind his words made people feel cold. "Anyone who contacts outside forces but does not report will be dealt with the same way as Dongchuan."

Jeon Jae-jun lowered his head, "Understood, President-nim."

(End of this chapter)