Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 510 Knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger
Not long after Li You sat down, he heard the explosion before the robbery began.

Quan Jae-jun, who had been away for a short while, hurried back.

"President," Quan Zaijun's face was not very good, he felt a little ashamed, "It was the robbers who did it."

"They just robbed the vault of a branch of Nova Bank. The incompetent police failed to catch them. They stole the bonds and some cash in five safe deposit boxes."

Li You chuckled, "Has it affected our property?"

"." Quan Zaijun shook his head, "That's not the case, but if that happens, our Kinmen's reputation will suffer some loss."

"It's okay," Li You laughed, "This is a good opportunity, let's stay put."

Although he didn't understand what Li You meant by the good opportunity, Quan Zaijun still understood and decided to keep his troops in place.

"We are law-abiding citizens," Li You raised his eyebrows, "How can we investigate the case and arrest people ourselves?"

He looked out the window with a smile on his face. From here he couldn't even see any black smoke from the explosion.

The momentum was indeed far less than the bombing of Zhu Rongyi's manor.

"If we don't do anything, we won't be the ones in a hurry."

Li You reminded Quan Zaijun, "The three districts of Gangnam do not only have our Kinmen industry. All major groups have business locations here, and those government departments also have office buildings here."

"Those robbers are very smart. No matter how confident they are, they won't take the initiative to provoke us," Li You spread his hands, "Then who should be anxious?"

"Let's just ignore it and see who is more anxious," Li You asked Quan Zaijun again, "Shinsung Bank."

"We'll use it to teach those unruly people in Jiangnan a lesson, and let them see that only when we are here can they do business in peace."

Quan Zaijun pondered for a while, and suddenly asked, "Should we obstruct the police's investigation?"

Li You sat back down, "Of course you can, but don't make it too obvious."

Jeon Jae-jun nodded thoughtfully, bowed respectfully again, and left the office.

A garbage truck on the street hit two police cars, and the lives of the patrol officers were unknown.

The scene was littered with vehicle wreckage and filled with smoke.

The patrol officers fell inside the car, their lives unknown.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were only the patrolmen who had been in the accident at the scene, the fat man in the driver's seat of the garbage truck quickly put on a mask, opened the door and got out.

The police from the police station had not arrived yet. He put on his hood, glanced at the camera on the sign of the shop next to him, then hurried into an alley and left the scene.

He didn't look back, but just kept walking forward until he disappeared at the end of the alley.

The man in the windbreaker, who was still standing on the tall building, was watching the scene through a telescope, his face still gloomy.

After a long time, making sure that the police had not caught anyone, the man in the windbreaker put down the telescope, packed up his equipment, put it in a black suitcase, and then left the rooftop of the high-rise building with a cold face.

He had to settle accounts with some people.

The Han River bank late at night still gives people a cold feeling.

Especially since the place they chose is very remote, it can be said that almost no one comes here.

The Han River is quiet and peaceful. The cold wind blows gently across the water, creating ripples.

The moonlight drew a silver arc on the surface of the Han River. The remote parking lot by the river looked particularly desolate, making the brightly lit Gangnam district on the opposite bank look even more prosperous.

This remote parking lot by the Han River has not been used for a long time, and the signs painted on the ground have become blurred.

The robbers' black van was parked casually in this shabby parking lot.

On the other side, there was a car covered with a large opaque waterproof cloth. Judging from its size, it should be a sedan.

The robbers who came here did not feel cold, but quite the opposite. After all, it was about to be the time when they were most excited.

Penny.

They all wanted to proceed to the next step immediately, but now they had no money because the boss who was commanding the situation behind the scenes had not arrived yet.

There was a small fishing boat on the shore, quietly moored there, which could be considered their backup plan for escape.

The tangled iron chains that tied the fishing boats still jingled in the night wind.

The rear door of the black van was opened, revealing the tools they used to commit the crime and the stolen items.

"Go pull that tarp off," the suit-suited robber, who had changed into other clothes, commanded.

The robbers' movements appeared leisurely and relaxed under the dim light.

The tarpaulin covering the vehicle was roughly lifted to reveal a white sedan.

The things to be put inside the white car had already been prepared.

They piled the khaki uniforms and the suit on the ground and poured gasoline on them.

“This was too close,” complained one of the robbers who dumped gasoline, “I almost got caught by those bastard police.”

"That's right," the greedy robber complained, "that guy is just making arrangements behind the scenes, while we brothers are the ones risking our lives to do the work."

The suit robber, who was wearing sportswear, glanced at him gloomily without saying anything. Instead, he opened the briefcases containing the loot, revealing the cash and most importantly the bonds inside.

They had only been practicing before, but this time it was a real action, and the target was these bonds.

After these bonds are taken away by the people who command them, they will be converted into large sums of cash and handed over to them.

It's more convenient to hold it than to grab cash.

Although these guys who knew nothing about finance had no idea how much these bonds were worth, they had no idea how the man who commanded them got the information.

"Isn't what I said right?" The greedy robber zipped up his clothes, put on the hood of his sweatshirt, and noticed his eyes, "Isn't it right?"

He shuddered. "Shit, it's really cold here."

The robber in suits quickly counted the loot, his movements skillful and quick.

He believes in the boss's philosophy that time is money.

They have always acted according to their ideas and have accumulated some robbery experience in various places, so they will never be caught.

But this time someone crossed the line.

He quickly transferred the bonds into the box, finally pressed it down with his hands, and then closed the lid of the box.

This is what their boss, the man in the windbreaker, is going to trade, and he will get a lot of money in return.

The other banknotes were still emitting a dazzling luster under the moonlight, reflecting the greedy faces of the robbers who were staring at the banknotes.

And this is just a small amount of money, the big part still needs to be paid back by the man in the windbreaker.

Just as the robbers were immersed in the joy of dividing the money, the roar of an engine sounded at the entrance.

A black car drove in with its headlights on.

The light pierced through the night and was even a little dazzling. The robbers who were illuminated by it covered their eyes with their hands to avoid being stabbed in the eyes.

The atmosphere here immediately changed and became suddenly tense.

Even the greed in their hearts has decreased a lot.

The greedy robber's complaints stopped abruptly, and the air was filled with his anxiety and fear.

The car drove steadily into the abandoned parking lot and even stopped right in front of them. The man in the windbreaker driving the black car did this on purpose.

The strong light from the car lights made the robbers squint their eyes.

The man in the windbreaker had a grim expression on his face. He pulled the handbrake without saying a word, opened the car door and walked out.

As the car door opened, the man in the windbreaker strode towards the group of silent robbers.

No greetings, no extra words.

The man in the windbreaker looked at everyone with a sharp gaze, and finally stopped and stared at the greedy robber who had been so smug just now.

Although he was not at the scene, the operation was completely commanded by him. The instructions these robbers heard were issued by him. Of course, he could also hear whether these robbers at the scene followed the script he wrote.

This guy just got his entire gang caught by the police because of his momentary playfulness.

The man in the windbreaker with a gloomy face looked particularly gloomy in the dark night.

Every robber could clearly feel his cold pressure.

Ten seconds later, the man in the windbreaker walked towards the greedy robber who had just complained about him with cold eyes.

"That." The greedy robber sneered, "Brother, I..." The greedy robber had already felt the anger of the man in the windbreaker, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

The next second, on the bank of the Han River late at night, the man in the windbreaker grabbed one of his hands without hesitation and twisted it behind his back.

The robber, whose arm was twisted, bent his waist involuntarily, trying to avoid having his arm twisted, but the man in the windbreaker moved swiftly and powerfully, and he swung his fist without saying a word.

A heavy punch first hit the greedy robber's abdomen, beating him like a shrimp.

Heavy punches followed one after another, and the next one hit the exposed back of his head, making the disobedient guy dizzy.

The robber, who had been hit hard on the head, was already kneeling on the ground in a daze. Before he could dodge, he was already unable to resist.

The man in the windbreaker grabbed the hood on the robber's head like a pair of pliers, pulled it hard in front of the robber's face, and covered the greedy robber's entire face with the hood, hiding his terrified face.

Then the fist fell heavily again. After a few punches, blood had seeped out of the hood, and the blood looked a little dark under the moonlight.

After making sure that the greedy robber was unable to resist, the man in the windbreaker loosened his hood, revealing his face with a bleeding nose.

The greedy robber's face was filled with humiliation and pain, and he struggled weakly, trying to escape.

But the man in the windbreaker was very strong. When he was struggling, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. He grabbed his collar mercilessly, lifted him up, and then threw him forward heavily.

The robber was thrown onto the gravel-strewn parking lot and braked the car with his face.

The other five robbers said nothing and could only watch the scene silently.

Especially the fat man who was in charge of the response. He drove the garbage truck and hit two police cars. He would have been caught if he was not careful.

The fat man lit a cigarette for himself and watched the greedy robber being beaten with an expressionless face.

The man in the windbreaker pushed the disobedient guy to the ground, and his anger poured out on this disobedient guy like a storm.

While the greedy robber was still groaning on the ground, he didn't stand up.

The man in the windbreaker took out a roll of tape from his pocket, pressed down on the greedy robber with one knee, and wrapped the tape around the greedy robber's mouth and nose, making it impossible for him to breathe.

At night on the bank of the Han River, besides the sound of the water lapping against the shore, the only sounds were the breathing of the man in the windbreaker and the muffled groan of the robber.

He fished out the alarm clock from another pocket of his windbreaker, pressed the switch and started the one-minute countdown.

This sudden violence made the robbers in front of the man in the windbreaker very nervous.

The man in the windbreaker took the burning stick handed over by the robber in the suit, and after lighting it, he did not forget to kick away the greedy robber who crawled to his feet.

He threw the burning stick into the black van that had been sprinkled with gasoline. The van caught fire the next second and began to burn fiercely.

The man in the windbreaker looked around, his eyes sweeping over every face, "If we don't follow the plan, all our efforts will be wasted. Some people will die or flee."

The robbers were silent.

The set alarm clock rang again. The man in the windbreaker picked up the alarm clock, turned it off, put it in his windbreaker pocket, looked at them coldly again, leaned over and grabbed the collar of the greedy robber who was about to faint.

"Ten years," he took out a pen from his inner pocket and opened the pen cap with his thumb. "I lost a whole ten years because of greed."

He used the sharp tip of his pen to cut open the tape wrapped around the greedy robber's mouth, allowing the greedy robber to breathe.

The greedy robber gasped for air.

The black van behind them was already on fire, the flames illuminating all of their faces.

The robber in suit sighed and picked up the black suitcase prepared beside him. "James"

"I'm so sorry."

James said nothing, but took the suitcase and gave the greedy robber another cold look.

Seeing James leave, the suit robber looked coldly at the greedy robber and waved his hand, and the robbers began to divide the loot as agreed beforehand.

As for the greedy robber still lying on the ground, they will prepare his share, but it is better to let him suffer for a while first.

James drove to the Bukdaemun Market and put the suitcase in the trunk.

He walked into the market, turned left and right and came to a gloomy alley. He walked along the alley for a while and then stopped.

James knocked on the door of the shoe shine shop, and walked into the shop after the door opened.

The gray-haired old man opened the door for him. James sat down naturally, put his feet on the stool, and took out a book and a brand new pen from his pocket.

"Isn't that a bit too much?" The old man said as he was polishing his shoes. "It's just a small matter, but you're scaring me too much."

James, who was marking the book with a pen, looked up, his expression still indifferent, "This is not a trivial matter."

"That's what you taught me when we were in prison."

"I taught you these?"

The old man smiled, and there was a knock on the small window next to him.

James took out the car keys and handed them through the small window.

"The client is the president of the New Star Bank," the old man said while polishing his shoes slowly. "He hired robbers to rob his own bank just to cheat his own customers."

"What's even more ridiculous," the old man sneered, "is that because of the special nature of these bonds, they dare not explain what is inside the safe. They can only say some insignificant things."

"Aren't you curious?"

"Aren't you curious about these bonds?"

"I'm not curious about these things," James said coldly, "I'm only responsible for planning and directing."

"We won't be able to do this for much longer," the old man sighed. "The Kinmen Group is becoming more and more powerful. They just don't care about the small profits of those of us in the dark market, but that doesn't mean we can do whatever we want on the Korean Peninsula."

James frowned. "Even if we are so careful every time, it still won't work?"

"You have been targeted," the old man shook his head, "They are different from us."

James narrowed his eyes at the old man.

This small organization has actually been established for some years, but it has only recently been restarted.

Because the old man who used to be the leader was imprisoned ten years ago, and was released at the end of last year because someone needed him to do something.

As for James, ten years ago he was just a high-IQ robber with emotional problems.

I was in the same prison with the old man and received his teaching for ten years.

I just didn't expect that the situation would have changed drastically after I came out, mainly because
Kinmen.

"You are a thief, those who follow your orders are thieves, and I am also a thief," the old man looked up at him meaningfully, "even the president of the New Star Bank who hired us is a thief, and the one who stood behind us and released us from prison is also a thief."

“But that’s not the way Kinmen works.”

"A lot has changed here in the past ten years," the old man said helplessly, "Who would have thought that there would be such a 'security company' that suddenly appeared?"

There was another knock at the small window next to me.

James pulled open the partition, revealing his car keys and another document.

"This kind of serial robbery is rare in Seoul," the old man put away his shoe-shining tools, "The police will keep a close eye on you, and you have to be careful about Kinmen at all times."

James opened the file bag, and the mere sight of a fragment of the name made his pupils constrict.

He looked up at the old man, who also looked at him calmly, "This time it must be done cleanly."

James returned to his black sedan with the car keys and documents. When he opened the trunk, the suitcase containing the bonds was gone, replaced by shoe boxes one by one.

The shoe boxes filled the trunk and almost fell out, but when he opened one of them, it was filled with banknotes.

James, the "big shot", sat in the driver's seat and looked at the document in silence.

"Daying Accounting Company."

He is a smart man, so of course he knows who is behind them.

Although they were robbers, they were still involved in something serious.

At the same time in the Kinmen Group.

Li You was also considering who was standing behind them.

He was familiar with the plot of "Secret Pursuit" and of course knew that this group of robbers was instructed by someone, but the upper echelons of this organization did not exist in the original work.

That world.
Li You was very curious, whether it was Daying or the world.

(End of this chapter)