Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 381 Two Suitable Candidates

In the early morning, at the stall outside the grocery store, a sloppy man with a hood was picking sausages and flipping through them for a long time.

The sloppy man's hands are covered with calluses, especially on the index fingers, which are the thickest.

"Stop looking!" The lady at the grocery store angrily shouted at the slovenly man in front of her, "You always just look but never buy."

"If it doesn't work, why not buy a seaweed roll this time? It's very cheap."

The man remained silent and did not retort. He just picked out a sausage and put it on the counter.

The aunt wanted to look at the man's face, but the man was wearing a hoodie with the hood covering his head, and his long bangs almost blocked his entire face, so she couldn't see his face clearly.

The aunt was very suspicious that this guy must have committed some crime and was hiding here.

The sloppy man was walking on the street carrying a bag of sausages. When he passed by a flower shop, he saw the white chrysanthemums displayed at the door. He stopped and looked at them with a melancholy look in his eyes.

He paid for a few bouquets of flowers, holding them tightly in his hand while carrying the bag in the other.

The man walked slowly and leisurely, having long been familiar with this living environment.

When he returned to the downstairs of his home, just as he was about to step onto the first step, the man put his foot back.

"come out."

The direction the man was heading towards was a pitch-black basement. He couldn't see anything, but the man could feel it.

Seeing no reaction from below, "Want to die?"

Footsteps were then heard, and a little girl about ten years old came here skipping and jumping.

She was wearing a red sweatshirt and had short hair that reached her shoulders. She took out the earphones from her ears and put them and her walkman away carefully.

"I didn't steal anything."

The man ignored her and started to go upstairs, but his steps were not fast.

The little girl followed him, saying that she would not steal things anymore, and then asked about the flowers in the man's hand.

She talked about a lot of trivial things, just like she was talking to her father, but the sloppy man did not let her follow him into the house. Instead, he immediately closed the door after entering, leaving her alone outside.

"It is as expected," she sighed maturely, but soon started mumbling again. While mumbling, she walked to the glass window of the pawn shop, put her head on the counter, and continued talking to the man sitting in front of the counter.

She talked about everything, a lot of things, because she had no friends of the same age.

A blink of an eye
The sausages in the bag had been fried by the man, and even the little girl had entered the room and was sitting across the table eating the sausages, but the man didn't eat a single bite and just watered the cactus.

The little girl ate and said, when the man heard that the girl wanted to make money, he glanced at her and asked, "Why do you want to make money?"

The little girl showed her nails, which were colorful and full of paint. "I want to do a real manicure."

The man sat down at the table and silently put a piece of sausage into the little girl's bowl, inadvertently revealing the scar on his wrist.

"." The little girl suddenly paused, "Uncle, are you really a gang member?"

The man looked at the little girl without saying a word.

"Everyone says that your tendons were cut. My mom also saw the scars on your hands and told me to be careful with you."

The little girl swallowed a piece of sausage and asked tentatively, "How did you do it?"

"You also think I'm a bad person?"

The little girl looked at him and looked around the place where he lived. "It's pretty suitable for prison anyway."

"."

There was no expression on the man's face, but he did look a little unhappy.

The window of the pawnshop outside was suddenly slammed very loudly, and the people outside continued to slam, "Zheng Xiaomi! Are you here again?"

"It's mom," Zheng Xiaomi said in a panic, "she said I'm not here."

She hid under the dining table. After the man saw Xiaomi hiding, he opened the door, but only opened a crack.

The room where the pawnshop window was located was not the same room where they ate. The man stood through the crack in the door and looked over.

Xiaomi's mother was outside, wearing a long red dress. She looked at the man through the glass window, "Is Xiaomi in there?"

Xiaomi's mother looked through the window at the open door, which was blocked solidly by the man.

"No."

She questioned, "I heard your conversation, otherwise why were you blocking the door?"

Fortunately, when the man opened the door, Xiaomi had almost cleaned up the dishes.

Xiaomi's mother leaned over and looked left and right, and felt that she might have heard it wrong.

She waved her hands, "I misunderstood. I came here to save something."

The man was processing her paperwork at the counter. Xiaomi's mother handed the man a not-so-small camera bag and then began to look up and down this sloppy man who had been in contact with Xiaomi before.

She narrowed her eyes and pretended to be fierce. "Uncle, I warn you, don't always pester my daughter. If you dare to do something unforgivable to Xiaomi, I will not forgive you."

The man didn't respond. "Name?"

Xiaomi's mother choked up and rolled her eyes, feeling that everything she had just said was in vain.

But the things in the bag are related to the future of both mother and daughter. If they sell it, they will no longer have to work as nightclub dancers.

"Park Hyo-jeong," Park Hyo-jeong was a little curious, "We have been neighbors for so long, but I still don't know your name?"

The man just lowered his head and wrote out the ticket and receipt. After she took the receipt, she still didn't leave.

He looked up at Park Hyo-jung, "Cha Tae-seok."

Park Hyo-jung then slowed down her tone and looked at Che Tae-seok with a smile, "If you feel lonely, go out on a date. You look good, so maybe you'll consider it?"

Of course she didn't think so, she just wanted to maintain a good relationship with Cha Tae-sik so that the things in her bag would not be lost again.

Seeing that Che Tae-sik was still as cold as ever, she snorted twice in dissatisfaction, turned her head and left.

After she left, Cha Tae-sik walked into the room.

However, there was no one under the table where Xiaomi had been hiding. Che Taixi looked towards the bathroom calmly. When Xiaomi came out, she had a white chrysanthemum he had bought on her hair.

The usually calm Che Taesik frowned, rarely able to control his emotions. He stepped forward and snatched the flower from Xiaomi's head, "Don't touch other people's things casually."

Xiaomi felt a little guilty, not knowing what was going on. Thinking that her mother had already returned home, she bowed silently and left.

Cha Tae-sik was a little annoyed. He looked at the flowers in front of him in a daze.

Cha Tae-seok was the most outstanding member of the Intelligence Bureau's special team. He carried out secret missions from 91 to 98 and served as an instructor in the Special Killing Division.

The main tasks are to disrupt the enemy's rear, carry out blasting, assassinate important figures and kidnap.

Just after a secret mission, he was retaliated by the enemy.

He witnessed with his own eyes his pregnant wife being crushed by a truck that hit her hard. He bought the flowers because he missed his wife.

The deepest despair is to lose a loved one and be powerless to change the situation.

He has been living in this market and running this pawn shop for three years since his wife died.

My neighbor Xiaomi has no father and her mother Park Hyo-jeong is a dancer in a nightclub. She often brings men home to make money. She is looked down upon by the neighbors, and Xiaomi is also discriminated against by other children.

In the past three years, Xiaomi has always come here to eat, chattering on and on about her little stories, and is very dependent on the cold Che Taesik.

After losing his wife, Che Tae-sik was almost a cold dead man, but Xiaomi's dependence on him was the only warmth left in his life. It was not scorching, but at least it kept him from becoming completely cold.

At the door of an office in a building in Chungju City, two bodyguards in black suits and with serious expressions were guarding the place.

Loud slapping sounds kept coming from inside, but they didn't dare to look.

Inside the room, a middle-aged man in a white golf suit and leather gloves was slapping a man next to him with all his strength. People in black suits were standing around him.

The man was wearing a brown windbreaker and his nose was bleeding, but he did not fight back.

There is a sign on the desk that reads 'Chairman Wu Mingkui'.

Obviously, the middle-aged man who beat people was Wu Mingkui, also known as the so-called "chairman".

"Wan Xi," Wu Mingkui slapped the man in front of him, "You lost the goods, and you dare to come back? You want me to treat you to a big meal?"

Liu Wanxi in front of him lowered his head and used his hands to stop the bleeding from his nose. Just yesterday, they conducted a transaction in a nightclub in Chungju City, but they did not expect that before the transaction, the person in charge of delivering the goods was careless and not only was he electrocuted, but also the goods were stolen.

Besides, that was not an ordinary product, but a sample that Wu Mingkui was preparing to imitate.

Liu Wanxi explained, "I have asked my younger brother to look for it. If we catch who did it..."

Wu Mingkui sneered, "That's why I can't trust people like you."

Just when Wu Mingkui was about to continue speaking, he was interrupted by a lazy man behind Liu Wanxi. The man sat there, throwing golf balls on the floor, repeatedly throwing and catching them, which was out of place in the scene.

"Shit." Wu Mingkui looked at him. "Who brought this bastard in here?"

The sturdy bodyguard standing behind him stood up and snatched the bouncing golf ball away. The sloppy man finally raised his head.

The place finally became quiet after the two looked at each other.

"Don't forget what that world organization said," Wu Mingkui's eyes were cold, "160 million worth of methamphetamine is not as valuable as 11 million worth of heroin."

He pointed at Liu Wanxi, who was keeping his head down and not talking, and said, "You only have three days to catch the man. If you can't find the heroin samples within three days, I will send you and your brother to Africa to be male prostitutes!"

After leading the group out of the building, Liu Wanxi and the sloppy man got into the car.

Liu Wanxi touched the blood scar at the corner of his mouth with a gloomy look in his eyes.

There was another man in the back seat, his younger brother Liu Zongxi. Liu Zongxi had been on the phone when they got in the car.

"Brother," Liu Zongxi said with an unpleasant expression after hanging up the phone, "We seem to have found it."

"Why don't you go get it if you find it?"

"The problem is that the bitch who stole the stuff lives in Seoul."

Liu Wanxi was silent.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, "Are you saying that this woman who was dancing and entertaining customers in our Chungju nightclub took advantage of the police raid to attract our attention, stole the bag of samples with her accomplices, and then returned to her home in Seoul?"

Although he was speechless, his younger brother Liu Zongxi still nodded helplessly.

"Who is in Seoul?" the lazy man suddenly asked, "Why are you scared when you talk about Seoul?"

“Are there many police officers in Seoul?”

"Tanayong, you just got here, you don't understand."

Liu Wanxi looked at the top killer recruited from Thailand in front of him and felt a little troubled by his eccentric appearance, but he was able to recruit him because of his character.

Tanayon followed him to the Korean Peninsula in order to kill someone.

"If you tell me, won't I know?"

"In Seoul, there is the Golden Gate Group."

Tanayon understood a little, "Just like the Italian Mafia?"

"Almost," Liu Wanxi nodded, frowning and thinking about what to do.

"Brother," Liu Zongxi gritted his teeth, "How about we talk to Kinmen?"

"Talk to Kinmen?" Liu Wanxi was stunned. He didn't know where his brother got the confidence from. "Who are you?"

"I'm Jong-seok."

"Shit! I'm asking you if you've seen your identity clearly!" Liu Wanxi cursed, "Little bastards like us can't even defeat Wu Mingkui, and you still want to negotiate with Jinmen?"

Liu Wanxi had a terrible headache.

Wu Mingkui had already made a big mistake by not listening to his advice and selling drugs to Gyeonggi Province. If he went to Seoul and kidnapped the person,
"Let's follow the clues and go to Seoul quietly to check," Liu Wanxi said with cold eyes, "It would be good if we can point the finger of blame at Kinmen to Wu Mingkui."

"If I offend Jinmen, I'd like to see how he survives."

(End of this chapter)