Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 367 Busan Sleepless Tonight
"Chairman Li, what do you want?" At this point, Zhao Rongbing no longer insisted.

"Look downstairs," Li You told him indifferently, "Representative Zhao should be here soon."

"Taiyu?!" Zhao Rongbing's eyes widened. "I did this. It has nothing to do with Taiyu!"

"What a deep love between father and son," Li You sneered, "What a pity that you, the rebellious son, didn't tell me that he was the one who hired the first ridiculous assassination?"

"Compared to this assassination, the professionalism of that incident was far less than that of this one. The president is the president, not a representative."

"." Zhao Rongbing took a deep breath, "President Li, I am not the mastermind of this matter, it is..."

"I know," Li You smiled, "Zhu Rongyi from the main camp is the mastermind."

"I'm glad you know that," Zhao Rongbing said with a little relief, "I was also blinded by greed for a while. I will definitely make it up to President Li."

"Not needed for now," Li You glanced at the van that was almost rushing past the Zhao Group building.

"Representative Zhao is here," Li You said sarcastically, "I'm going to have someone kill him there. What does Chairman Zhao think?"

He smiled and said, "Do you want to see it with your own eyes?"

"What?" Zhao Rongbing frowned, but the phone suddenly rang.

Zhao Rongbing picked up the phone with his other hand with some trembling, and the voice of Executive Cui came from inside.

"President, Representative Zhao is missing!"

The phone in Zhao Rongbing's hand slipped, and he held the phone tightly, "Li You, we can talk about anything you want."

"I don't want to talk to you," Li You laughed, "Do you want to see your son for the last time?"

Quan Jae-jun got out of the van and had already pulled a person out of it.

Zhao Rongbing was breathing heavily. Although he beat and scolded Zhao Taiwu on a daily basis, and even scolded him like a dog, he was still his only son after all.

He and his deceased wife had no children, but his lover was quite capable and gave birth to a son, Zhao Taiwu, who had almost the same personality as Zhao Rongbing.

There is a big reason why he spoils Zhao Taiwu so much.

Zhao Rongbing strode to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked downstairs.

There was a light on next to the van, and it was bright enough for Zhao Rongbing to see that the person being pulled down was indeed Zhao Taiwu.

Quan Zaijun, who was downstairs, had a grim expression on his face. He grabbed Zhao Taiwu's hair and laughed almost crazily, "Look up! Look at your good father!"

The wound on Zhao Taiyu's back was torn apart by the violent action, and the hospital gown on his back was almost completely stained with blood.

Quan Jae-jun grinned and took out a knife. Since he was wearing a mask and gloves, he was not afraid of being captured by the surveillance camera.

As for the police and prosecutors, there is Lee Woo-jae.

The knife cut Zhao Taiwu's neck, and his face twisted in pain.

Zhao Rongbing was furious when he saw this scene. He yelled into the phone, "We can talk about anything! Even the share of real estate in Busan doesn't matter!"

Li You just smiled coldly and said, "No need to talk about it."

In the brightly lit president's office, Zhao Rongbing stood beside the huge floor-to-ceiling window. His figure was so clear in the sight that it seemed as if he was very close.

Li You looked at Zhao Rongbing who was in the bright light and had no idea what was going on.

A breeze blew by, causing Li You's clothes to sway gently.

Li You's breathing became unusually slow, time seemed to freeze, and even the wind stopped.

In fact, he is not a professional sniper, and it stands to reason that he cannot hit the target at such a long distance, but [Bullet Time] can help him avoid the impact.

He only needed to aim at Zhao Rongbing's head and pull the trigger. In short, he could shoot as long as there was a frame in the [Bullet Time] state. His index finger lightly touched the trigger, and an invisible string was plucked, playing the prelude to death.

As the trigger was pulled, a bullet carrying death broke through the tranquility of the night and shot towards the office of the chairman of the Zhao Group.

Barrett's loud noise echoed throughout the street.

Li You on the rooftop still maintained his shooting posture, watching Zhao Rongbing being shot through the sight.

The floor-to-ceiling window shattered like a spider web under the impact of the bullets, with fragments flying everywhere, flashing a cold light in the night.

Zhao Rongbing, who was standing by the window, suddenly stopped.

His head was hit by a huge Barrett bullet, which carried a ruthless force and instantly tore his life apart.

As he was about to speak, Zhao Rongbing's head disappeared, and the rest of his body floated backwards like a kite with a broken string, finally hitting the desk heavily.

The blood spread out on the table and the ground like a cruel abstract painting.

Downstairs in the Zhao Group, Zhao Taiwu, who was being pulled by his hair by Quan Zaijun, almost saw Zhao Rongbing's head disappear with his own eyes.

In the brightly lit office, the French window shattered with a loud noise, while Ben leaned against the window to make a phone call, looking at Zhao Rongbing who was meeting Zhao Tai.
After that loud noise, it never appeared again.

"Shit." Zhao Taiwu's eyes widened, "You...you..."

Silent tears began to flow from his eyes.

It's not that he knew he had done something wrong, nor was it because of the death of his father Zhao Rongbing, but he knew.
If Zhao Rongbing died, he would not be able to survive.

"It seems you know," Jeon Jae-joon said with a smile on his face, but it was hidden by the mask.

He pushed Zhao Taiwu to the ground and asked, "How dare you do such a thing then? Why didn't you think of it now?"

"Hehehe." Zhao Taiwu knew he was going to die, so he laughed out of fear, "Shit."

Quan Jae-jun didn't use a gun, but simply stabbed his chest with a knife and twisted it vigorously, "You are overestimating your own abilities."

Zhao Taiwu held the knife in his chest, but he couldn't pull it out because the strength in his hand was quickly draining away.

After just a few seconds, as blood continued to gushed out, although Zhao Taiwu's hand was still on the knife on his chest, he had stopped breathing, his chest no longer rose and fell, and his body began to become cold.

Quan Jae-jun coldly confirmed that he was dead, then got into the van and drove away.

After more than ten minutes, when there was absolutely no hope of catching up with the van, the police arrived at the scene with their lights flashing and seemingly in a hurry.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry," the police officer who got off the car shouted loudly, "Don't let the media take pictures of the body!"

The rooftop of the shopping mall not far away was already empty, and the Barrett had also disappeared from the rooftop.

In the hotel, Li You returned to the suite carrying a black box. All the surveillance cameras in the hotel had been taken down, so there was no danger of exposing his whereabouts.

This is all thanks to Zhang Daozhi.

This guy really knows how to handle things. Since he surrendered, he has been behaving himself obediently and concentrating on being a dog.

Ever since the first assassination attempt, Zhang Daozhi secretly asked others to help him take over the surveillance rights of the hotel.

But the people left in the monitoring room were still members of Kinmen Security, and Zhang Daozhi would not interfere.

"President," Jeon Jae-jun came back quite quickly, he had even changed his clothes.

Quan Zaijun's eyes flashed coldly, "I wonder if those people in Busan can still sleep tonight."

(End of this chapter)