The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 50 I believe you
"Ah! Agent Li," Pei Yongjun's eyes were calm, but his expression suddenly changed. "What's wrong with you? I didn't make an appointment. Didn't I come here for nothing?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm new here, I'm sorry!" Kwon Eunbi finally came to her senses and apologized repeatedly.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing and leave your ID card here." The security guard waved his hand and opened the access control.

"Okay, thank you." Quan Enfei quickly took off her work badge from her chest and handed it to him.

The two walked into the building and took the elevator to the 4th floor. The house on the right was Park Yong-sung's residence.

Pei Yongjun looked around, then walked to the left. Next to the corridor security door, he opened a small door and stepped in. In the dark and confined space, various electricity meters, water meters, and gas meters flickered with faint green lights.

Concubine Quan Eun-fei followed closely behind him.

Pei Yongjun took out a flashlight from his bag, turned on the cold white beam, and searched one by one along the wall, finally stopping in front of an electric meter.

Pei Yongjun took out his mobile phone, wrote down the number on the electricity meter, and then followed the instructions on the meter to log in to the Seoul Electric Power's payment website.

Enter the meter number, click on payment, then click on payment history, and a long list of payment information will pop up.

Pei Yongjun glanced around and fixed his gaze on the name of the account holder of the payment account.

【K*******ent】

K9 Entertainment is the name of Jung Joon-young's agency.

"It's him, it's really him!" Quan Enfei beside him exclaimed, "Is Park Yongcheng really an accomplice? What is his motive?"

The truth that Pei Yongjun discovered step by step made her unbelievable. She couldn't imagine that such a terrible thing could happen.

"Debut." Pei Yongjun said softly.

"Debut?" This word, which she hadn't heard for a long time, made Quan Enfei stiffen all over.

"I gave up my studies, my privacy, and all other possibilities in life, and plunged into the practice room, enduring the high pressure from the agency, just to gamble on the possibility of debuting."

“This is the trainee.”

"Park Young-sung is not part of Woolim's debut group. It looks like he won't be able to debut. His hopes are dashed."

"And Jung Joon-young is the star artist of K9 Entertainment, and he can give him this hope."

"It seems he can do anything and is willing to do anything to make his debut. Even if it means ruining his girlfriend who loves him, he doesn't care."

In the dim darkness, Quan Enfei's eyes trembled violently, and she unconsciously clenched her fists. "Does he, does he still have any humanity?"

"Human nature? Do you know?" Bae Yong-jun looked at Quan Eun-bi and said word by word, "He is a gambler now. He is a gambler who is not satisfied with gambling his own life and wants to push others into the abyss as well."

"Gamblers are dogs."

In the corridor, a girl's scream could be heard faintly.

Pei Yongjun's eyes fixed, he reached out and pushed, and with a click, he turned off the power.

In an instant, darkness engulfed everything.

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Park Yongcheng opened the bedroom door with a gloomy face.

His girlfriend, Zheng Youmei, was kneeling on the ground, leaning over the side of the sofa.

He forced a smile, slowly walked to her side, bent down, gently put his arm around Zheng Roumei's shoulders and shook her, "Roumei, ah, I didn't mean it at that time, don't take it to heart."

Zheng Roumei lowered her head and said nothing, her thin shoulders covered with large bruises.

Park Yongcheng's face changed, his cheeks twitched a few times, and then he forced a smile, "How was your time with Junying these past two days? Did you talk to him? Did he mention my debut?"

Jung Yoomi remained motionless.

"Rou Mei? Rou Mei?!" Park Yong Cheng shook her again and raised his voice, "Honey, Oppa, I'm going to debut soon. Are you happy?"

"what?"

Zheng Roumei raised her head, her face pale, her eyes empty, and her lips slightly parted.

"What?" Park Yongcheng leaned over and said, "Say...ah!"

Zheng Youmei bit his ear.

"Ah!" Park Yongcheng screamed in pain and pushed her to the ground, cursing, "Bitch!"

"Xiba!" He covered his ears, the smile on his face becoming hideous and distorted, "Bitch! You've slept with Jung Joon-young countless times! And you're still pretending in front of me?!"

"Don't you know how fucking happy you are?! Ah!"

"Do you know how important debuting is to me? Do you know?"

"Don't even think about calling the police. Did anyone believe you when you called the police last time?"

"False accusation!"

"Have you seen it? Senior Junying is rich, he has plenty of money. In this society, people believe in money! Who would believe what you say?" "As long as you have money..."

Park Yongcheng paced back and forth, his eyes fanatical, as if he had brought himself into Zheng Junying's body, panting heavily, "Serve him well for me, if you mess up, I'll show you how I'll deal with you!"

Jung Yoo-mi still stared at him without saying a word.

Park Yongcheng felt guilty for a moment, and then became angry and embarrassed. He picked up the ornaments on the coffee table and threw them at her, then walked over and kicked Zheng Youmei in the stomach.

She couldn't help screaming, curled up on the ground, and helplessly repeated, "Save me, save me..."

"Why, why doesn't anyone believe me..."

"Scream! I'll let you scream again!" Park Yongcheng was furious. He turned around and looked around, then leaned over to pick up the folding chair next to him, raised it high, and was about to smash it at Zheng Youmei.

The wind howled.

His face was ferocious.

Suddenly, the lights in the room went out, and then all the electrical appliances made a crackling noise, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Then, there was a heavy knock on the door.

dong dong!dong dong!
In the darkness, Park Yongcheng's face changed. The folding stool he held high froze in mid-air, and he looked towards the door in surprise and doubt.

dong dong!dong dong!
The knocks on the door became heavier, like rolling thunder.

"...Who, who?" Park Yongcheng's previous cowardice disappeared.

There was silence outside the door.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Park Yongcheng's forehead. "Who is it? Speak!"

"……electrician."

A quiet voice sounded, and Park Yongcheng relaxed all over. "Xiba, you scared me."

"I'm coming." He put the chair aside, groped his way to the door, and opened it. "Oh my god, what happened? The power suddenly went out, fix it quickly!"

It was pitch black and he couldn't see clearly. He could only vaguely see a handsome figure.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, blinding Park Yongcheng so much that he couldn't open his eyes. "Ah! What are you doing?"

The handsome figure said nothing.

Pei Yongjun put Park Yongcheng's noisy voice behind him, swept the flashlight to the right, and revealed a girl lying on the ground next to the sofa.

"Eh? What are you doing? Talk?" Pu Yongcheng could faintly hear sobbing, and his voice was a little flustered. "What are you looking at? Fix it quickly!"

Pei Yongjun walked towards the girl.

"Ah! What are you doing?!" Park Yongcheng suddenly got anxious and stepped forward to grab Pei Yongjun's arm, "Stop!"

"If you keep doing this, get out of here..."

Pei Yongjun pushed Park Yongcheng's chest with his strong arms, causing him to stagger and fall to the side.

Then he walked over to the girl, bent down, picked her up and put her on the sofa.

The cold white light of the flashlight shone on her body, revealing her thin limbs, pale face, and empty eyes.

"What's your name?" Pei Yongjun asked.

She didn't move or speak.

Pei Yongjun moved closer and looked into her eyes. "I'm a reporter from Hanjiang Sports. Pei Yongjun, do you have anything to say to me?"

"Reporter..." Zheng Roumei's pupils finally moved. She followed the flashlight and looked at Pei Yongjun, who was in a trance. "Are you a reporter?"

"I'm."

"Will you believe me?"

"Yes, I believe you."

"Really?" she murmured. "But I have no money. Will you believe me?"

"Yes, all I want is the truth." Pei Yongjun's words were as firm as iron.

"Tell me, tell me what Jung Joon-young did."

"Okay, I'll tell you." Tears suddenly burst out of Zheng Youmei's eyes like a dam, flowing down her pale cheeks. "My name is Zheng Youmei, Zheng Junying..."

"You go to hell!"

In the darkness, Park Yongcheng's vicious figure, his right hand flashing with cold light, pounced towards him.

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