Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 429 The conflict begins

The night in New York has also deepened. Under the light, the outline of New York City Hall looks even more solemn and majestic in the twilight.

Li You was wearing a formal suit and sitting in the back seat. His eyes passed through the layers of people and fell on the celebrities and politicians in front of him who were wearing evening gowns. Their faces looked particularly serious in the interweaving of light and shadow.

On the stage of the venue, the award ceremony progressed slowly and steadily like a clock, and every link was organized meticulously.

The small award that Li You just received may have been forgotten by people now.

His eyes remained calm, showing no emotion as the final prize approached.

Instead, the people around him began to breathe heavily, as if every second of waiting was gathering strength for the solemn moment that was about to come.

The mayor of New York City walked up to the podium. He was a tall, middle-aged white man, his figure outlined by the spotlight, looking tall and authoritative.

He held the box containing the gold medal in his own hands. The lid of the box was opened, and the gold medal inside shone brightly under the light.

No specific person came forward to receive this Congressional Gold Medal. The main purpose of using it is to express respect for the lives lost and deep condolences to the families.

The medal will later be placed in New York City Hall so that every official will not forget terrorism.

The mayor of New York slowly walked onto the stage, holding the heavy Congressional Gold Medal in his hand, and began his consolation speech.

The mayor's voice echoed in the hall. Every word he spoke was full of power and warmth, adding a sense of sacredness to the ceremony.

Whether it should be said or not, politicians are politicians, especially in a country where one has to give speeches in person to win votes. The mayor is still a good talker. His voice echoed in the hall, and almost every word struck heavily on the hearts of the victims' families.

Li You could also feel the state of the people around him. They looked heavy-hearted, and some women even shed tears secretly.

At this moment, many people couldn't help but recall the panic and chaos when the terrorist attack occurred.

Now wrapped in this solemnity and majesty, a power that transcends sadness emerges, and the power of words condenses it.

The people around, whether they were celebrities, politicians, or families of the victims, their expressions were frozen in a common emotion.

As the mayor finished his speech, the audience burst into warm applause.

The lights gradually focused on the brave families of the victims, and their faces looked particularly strong under the lights.

When the mayor himself bowed to them with the medal, they couldn't stop crying.

Li You's cell phone vibrated twice. He took it out and slid it open. He saw the message from Li Zicheng, who asked Li You if it was convenient for him to answer the call now.

Li You glanced at the people around him. Fortunately, he was sitting at the back edge. Li You placed the medal with Mou Xianmin beside him, stood up and left the venue directly through the back door.

He called Li Zicheng, "What's the matter?"

Li Zicheng reported the recent situation to Li You, "According to Park David's information, Jeon Yo-hwan should be transporting cocaine with the car tomorrow, and Jiang Renjiu colluded with Chen Zhen and wanted to attack them on the way."

Li You narrowed his eyes, "Now Park David and Jiang Renjiu are both our people?"

He hadn't asked about the situation in Suriname for several days, and he didn't expect that Li Zicheng's progress was so fast.

"Looks like it."

"Then let him live," Li You said calmly, "and see what Jeon Yo-hwan, the king of Suriname, will do after being enraged."

"If his life is threatened, let's see if Delano will take the initiative to help," Li You said, "If not, it means that the relationship between Delano and Jeon Yo-hwan is not as urgent as we thought."

The next morning, on the bridge in Suriname, two trucks loaded with cocaine were escorted by a convoy in front and behind.

In a restaurant, Choi Chang-ho was calling Kang In-gu.

“Jeon Yo-hwan is taking action now.”

As Jiang Renjiu walked, he said, "As I said before, this operation will not go the way you want. What I mean is that saving my life is more important to me."

Cui Changhao's expression was serious. Strictly speaking, this operation was against the policy. He could only instruct the National Intelligence Service personnel inside to protect Quan Yaohuan's safety as much as possible.
"Whatever you want to do, I wish you success first and foremost."

After ending the call, Choi Chang-ho placed his hands on the table and looked at his team members, "You should first track the direction of Jeon Yo-hwan. Just in case, ask the American Embassy for assistance. Kinmen is also there."

He didn't know that the restaurant where Jiang Renjiu was currently was just opposite the American Embassy. If anything went wrong, Jiang Renjiu would quickly escape in.

Jiang Renjiu looked at the long line of black refugees begging in front of the American Embassy, ​​his eyes narrowed, he took out his cell phone and called Chen Zhen, "They are starting to act, you have to kill them, otherwise we will all die."

On Chen Zhen's side, the doors of three vans with advertisements painted on them closed, and as Chen Zhen got on, the convoy also started to set off. However, they had agreed to pick up the goods at another place, so this scale did not attract attention.

Bian Jitae, who was on the rooftop of a low building, didn't react at all. Quan Yaohuan asked him to come over to monitor him, which meant sending him into Chen Zhen's hands.

He picked up the phone, "Chen Zhen's three vans just set off, and nothing unusual was found."

Jeon Yo-hwan held a cigar between his legs, his eyes cold.

"Understood," David Park said, "Keep paying attention there."

"Brother, take care."

Jeon Yo-hwan lit his cigar with a lighter, not caring about the lives of his right-hand men. "Call Chen Zhen and have him clean up."

"Yes, Reverend."

At this time, the phone calls between the two sides were unimpeded. David Park told Chen Zhen, "We are ready for the handover and are on standby at any time."

"Byeon Gi-tae is on the rooftop of 79 Kalbervig."

Chen Zhen responded quickly, which made David Park feel a little relieved.

Chen Zhen has a big appetite and wants to have his cake and eat it too. Not only does he personally lead people to encircle Quan Yaohuan, he also wants to kill Bian Jitae.

Bian Jitai was standing on the rooftop, looking through binoculars, when he saw two black vans suddenly rush downstairs, and a large group of tattooed men got out. He knew something bad was going to happen, "Fuck it."

He began to run downstairs quickly. This was the only way. The believers behind him were also victims. In order to avoid leaking the news, these believers did not know about it.

They were stopped by Chen Zhen's men on the way and a gunfight broke out in the corridor.

Jeon Yo-hwan's convoy continued to move forward and soon arrived at the warehouse where they stored the remaining cocaine.

The believers holding rifles in the other cars were led by Jeon Yo-hwan's black guards and stood in two rows in front of the car. Glass confirmed, "It's safe."

Park David then stepped forward, opened the car door, and let Jeon Yo-hwan get out to get some fresh air.

"I'll move the goods up first," Park David said. After getting Jeon Yo-hwan's agreement, he turned and went to the warehouse, waving at some of the believers, asking them to follow him to the depths of the warehouse.

Jeon Yo-hwan, who always felt something was wrong, also arranged for Lee Sang-jun, who was not with the team, to lead people to search for things related to the traitor in other people's rooms throughout the manor.

This also meant that besides his personal bodyguard Glass and some of his followers, the only people left around Jeon Yo-hwan were powerless civil servants like Park David.

Soon, Jeon Yo-hwan, who was smoking a cigar, received a call from Chen Zhen, "We have caught Chen Zhen, now give me the cocaine."

“We’ll tell you where it is when we leave,” Jeon Yo-hwan exhaled smoke.

"You are such a busy man, just hand over the goods," Chen Zhen said in a weird tone.

Jeon Yo-hwan took the cigar from his mouth and began to look around. He looked at the believers being carried out of the warehouse and felt something was wrong.

Although he looked around, he didn't find anything until he looked up and found Chen Zhen and his men standing out from the roof of their warehouse.

Chen Zhen and his men knew Quan Yaohuan's destination, so they arrived here two steps ahead of them, and ordered their men to ambush and reach the roof of the warehouse in advance.

Quan Yaohuan and Chen Zhen looked at each other with some fear in their eyes.

Chen Zhen chuckled and said, "Don't you love your fucking God? I'm going to send you to see him today."

As soon as he finished speaking, two large trucks rushed out.

Since the entrance of the warehouse is in a relatively large alley, but there are no other roads, only entrances and exits on both sides of the alley, these two large trucks directly blocked the roads on both sides of the warehouse.

Quan Yaohuan was a little panicked. He held his phone and looked at Chen Zhen on the roof with a gun, cursing, "These bastards."

The overhead strafing began immediately. Quan Yaohuan hid behind his van. Although the believers fought back desperately, the height of the warehouse roof made most of their shelters ineffective. They suffered heavy casualties in just a few tens of seconds, and soon more than half of the believers they brought were lost.

In addition to the people on the roof, there were also people rushing over from the truck. Jeon Yaohuan looked at the black muzzle of the gun, his face changed drastically, and he pulled over the believer who was still shooting beside him, asking him to die for him.

"Pastor!" Glass shot the man who rushed over to Chen Zhen, "Please follow me! Follow me closely!"

The money spent on supporting Glass was not wasted. Glass, with a few men, successfully broke into the warehouse and gained a brief peace.

(End of this chapter)